Fussy Mama

Lucy: Mom, when is it summer?

Me: I don't know, Baby.  I don't know.

I wish I had something interesting to share, but I don't.  Life is pretty hum-drum right now.  I've tried to blog several times, but I am uninspired.  I am bleh.  And when I feel bleh, this is what you get-

• The weather sucks.  Haven't seen the sun in days. It is cold outside.  The clouds are dark.  Waaaaa!
• Having only one car stinks like armpits and poo (one of our favorite sayings, it means no likey).  Devon drives to work and the kids and I stay home all. day. long.  Emphasis on "long".
• The long days are killing me.  I personally love it when it gets dark at 4:30 in the afternoon.  If the sky is going to be dark and cloudy anyway, I wish the sunlight would just take a hike.  Night time equals bedtime, bedtime equals mommy's break time, mommy's break time equals sanity.  Sanity is at an all time low!
• Being cooped up in the house results in a scavenger hunt of sorts through our cupboards, so I've been baking a bit.  And I've been eating a bit.  Word of advice- never step on a scale at the end of the day- it does not result in a happy number. Devon properly scolded me, "Never go near a scale at the end of the day! Only in the morning!  After a workout! After going to the bathroom! Never at the end of the day!"  Okay!  Okay!  Lesson learned!
• My favorite jeans are suuuper tight.  Jeans in July???  Yup.
• The weather is so bad that I brought out a 1,000 piece jigsaw puzzle last Saturday.  Isn't a puzzle the ultimate "stay inside and be cozy" activity?  No one wants to help (except Max, who just throws the pieces across the room).  This puzzle is really tough, and I'm pretty sure that it was created by El Diablo himself.  I average 1 connected piece every 30 minutes.  At this rate, I should be done in approximately 500 hours.  At least I feel like a genius when I connect a piece.
• My television options are limited, so I've been watching past episodes of Intervention.  Emotionally draining and not really a warm and fuzzy feeling type of show.  But a good show nonetheless.
• I've been throwing back liquid Vitamin D like it is Jagermeister and I'm 23.  I'm just kidding. No I'm not.
• My kids boss me around all day.  I feel like their servant.  I wish I had a servant too.  I'm just kidding. No I'm not.
• I received 5 mysterious spam comments on this blog yesterday.  One of them read, "thank you for your information." Another said, "I love your children."  Creepy!
• We still haven't caught the mouse in the garage.  We are using both peanut butter and cheese as bait (I voted for cheese, Devon voted for peanut butter, so it is kind of a contest to see who wins).  I think the little guy interpreted my high pitched scream as a sure sign that he was not welcome and that his death was imminent.  So maybe he is gone.  But my paranoia hasn't waned at all.  I've cleaned all the kitchen cupboards, under the fridge and behind the washer/dryer looking for evidence of unwanted house guests (ie. poo), but I've found nothing.
• Justin Timberlake has been on the media circuit promoting Friends With Benefits, and I am finding him to be- dare I say it??- annoying.  I know!  I know! I can't believe I said it either!  What is this world coming to?!  

Geesh I'm fussy!  I sound like Lucy at the end of the day.  Or Joe in the afternoon.  Or Max in the morning.  Fuss fuss fuss!  I'm praying for sunshine, people!  Sunshine!  Mama needs sunshine!

So there you have it.  Whatcha' got for me, dear reader?  Can you empathize?  Make me laugh?  Inspire me?  Tell me that your favorite jeans don't fit you either?  Reprimand me for complaining about the weather when life could be so much worse?  Send me spam?  Tell me that you've always found JT to be annoying?  Give it to me straight!  I can take it!

Disclaimer: While my mood is definitely cranky, my overall happiness is solid and my perspective is healthy.  Promise.  I'm just grumpy.  Blame Seasonal Affective Disorder.  In July.  Waaaaaa!