Poppy



Saturday, December 6, 2003: Crap entry

It's Saturday afternoon at 3:44. I'm at the computer in the living room, and Blake is in the TV room installing Paint Shop Pro and hanging out with Delphine. It is cold and partly cloudy outside, and there's a batch of pfeffernusse in the oven. I made a batch last weekend but after portioning out a box for my parents, a box for my brother, and a box for someone else who I shall not name, there were only seven left for us.

I had lots to do this weekend, and I'm not sure how well I'm doing so far. We were supposed to get fruit and make fruit salad, which we did -- Blake did most of the work. We sent all the Christmas cards. I made pfeffernusse, although I still have to glaze them. I still haven't done the housework; I need to tidy up and vacuum. And I still need to send off a wedding card to my friend Sascha, and a get-well card to Lynda. I think that's it, though. That's not bad. Blake wants to rent Spy Kids tonight, because we're all about Robert Rodriguez these days.


It's now 8:00 in the evening. Since I wrote the above, I've finished the pfeffernusse and got a hair cut. We made a rather mediocre meal of beef, pasta and brussels sprouts, and we're now watching Pirates of the Caribbean.

I'm in rather a bad mood, because I've somehow consumed my full complement of calories today, so I can't have any dessert. Also, I can't remember the last time I watched a movie or TV show with my full attention. I have only the vaguest idea what is going on in this show, because I've been writing this entry, and entering my food into Fitday, and reading the board. And it's stupid to be mad that I haven't been able to watch the movie because of a bunch of things I've chosen to do. So I'm lame as well as miserable.

Also, Delphine is in this nutty mood which involves lots of screeching and busyness. It's very cute. I wish she had a pause button.


I know it's lame, but I'm just going to post this now, so I can go and pay attention to my baby and to the movie, and maybe not be in such a bad mood. Here's hoping for a better entry tomorrow.


In 2001 I was in a bad mood and cut my entry short.

In 2002 we found out we were having a girl, and I didn't take it well.