I’ve read more than one blog post these past few weeks about the winter blahs, the doldrums, the crappy February blues. I was all smug, all, “I’m doing great! I’m relaxed and happy! I’m loving it!”
And then this week, BLAH. Right in the kisser.
I’m finding it so hard to get motivated. I have a to-do list a mile and a half long, but I just want to sit on the couch curled up under a blanket and watch American Idol for at least 18 hours a day. Come to think of it, I only joined the AI party in season 7. There’s six whole seasons I could be watching, while not doing anything productive! Excuse me while I go start a few internet downloads.
Yesterday was laundry day, and instead of doing the laundry, I spent six hours making invitations for the Captain’s upcoming birthday party. They’re pretty. That’s so much more important than clean underwear, don’t you think?
I’m developing a real obsession with fonts and spent over an hour trying to decide which font to use, both for the text on the front, and the names of each invitee on the back. IT’S IMPORTANT, DAMMIT.
I even skipped the PTA meeting this week, simply because I didn’t feel like going. All that boring blather blather blather. So much for ruling the world.
One new project I’m half-assing, like everything else, is toilet training the Little Miss. Yesterday we had a major breakthrough in which she finally understood that pee in the potty = chocolate. As a result, we got four pees in the potty and even one very tiny accidental poop. On the downside, she seems to only be interested in using the potty when completely nude, so she spent most of yesterday buck naked, high on chocolate, watching movies.
I’d guess that makes it a good day for us both.
TurtleHead 
Great invitations! Having Big Wheel on there is a nice touch.
Hmmm….nakedness, TV and chocolate…I’m on my way over RIGHT NOW. 🙂
Ha ha, my daughter was the same way with the potty thing for a while. I think it was because bathroom to her always meant bath which meant naked.
Eve’s party last Saturday was a ‘wear your jammies’ occasion too. I’m thinking of adopting the policy for all of our parties.
Angus would only pee in the potty while buck naked too. If we lived in a nudist colony he would have been fully toilet trained at eighteen months.
I’m still laughing at the use of the word “half-assing” in relation to your approach to potty training.
Yay to Little Miss for the successful potty-going!
I think one of the things that made my son so hard to potty train is that he didn’t actually like being naked. Isn’t that crazy? What kid doesn’t love to be naked? His sister loved any chance to peel off her clothes and sit on the potty.
“buck naked, high on chocolate, watching movies”
Isn’t that how all SAHMs spend their days? I do.
love the invites. trying to figure out what to do for the jelleybean’s 3rd. nothing extravagant is as far as i’ve got.
speaking of the jellybean, he still likes to take the underware and pants off when going potty. especially if he declaires “i do it by me-self.” and then he runs around bottom baked, pretending to pee on things. slightly disturbing. do all boys do this? please tell me yes.
i just realised that everyone was commenting on the little miss and not on you. hope your duldrums don’t last too long. january sucked, but the switch was flipped (no idea how!) and now i don’t just want to lay. or if i do, i at least fold landry while doing it.
When we toilet trained Leah, we put her on the potty right before she went in the bath, so, ergo, she was naked. So, of course, she thought that she had to get naked every time she used the potty. Oh, and she also expected a standing ovation every time she peed. I’m not making this up.
Hey, I’m having the same doldrum issues. blah. I just want to play tetris. Or this new game I found online, Food It. What’s wrong with my brain!? Please tell me this will pass! Maybe I need a nice UV grow lamp.
Oh my, I *love* those invites!!! (Excellent font choice, IMHO. From a fellow font junkie!)
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