Dose of Happy? Try DAY of Happy!

Today’s plans?
Well, Kate was coming over at some point, Pat was taking Thomas to an orthodontist consultation, and I was going on day 2 of no pants.  Good plans.

Today’s reality?
About 9AM Pat came down to wake me with the news that one of the best zoos in the country, which is about 30 minutes from us, had free admission all day due to the holiday.  How did I feel about canceling plans and finally seeing the polar bears?  (See number 3 here.)

I bundled us all up warm, packed a bag of sandwiches, drinks and snacks, grabbed the diaper bag, and there we were by 10:30!  The parking lot was a sure sign of what we were up against crowd wise.  It was dead.  Well, compared to usual anyways.

We weren’t expecting to see a whole lot.  It’s cold out there, and most the animals would be in for the winter.  But our main goal?  Yeah like the polar bears would mind the cold.  There were quite a few other sites to see as well.  Some braving the cold, some indoors.

We saw:

  • Polar bear twin sisters, cuddled up taking an afternoon nap.  We share a birthday, btw.  Only I’m a few decades, and a half, older.
  • Arctic foxes, that Pat would not let us take home.  They had doggy chew toys with them.  I took great glee in this.
  • Penguins guarding their nests of eggs.  It’s mating season!
  • Yellow river turtles mating
  • An alligator snapping turtle!
  • A 3 year old elephant
  • Baby manatees
  • A sting ray that had a thing for my 3-year-old
  • A Mexican wolf that had a thing for my 3-year-old
  • Wolverines for the first time in all my visits cuz they are always hiding from the heat
  • Otters cuddled up in their den snoozing
  • Brown Bears in their den that Luke wanted to pet
  • A Bald Eagle who let loose his call while we were at his enclosure

In other news, my husband has told me when The Bloggess’s book is released in April, mine is pre-ordered, he is willing to take me up to a few hundred miles for a book signing.  Which I’m sure will take place in a bathroom somewhere.  Probably a haunted hotel or bar.  The bar doesn’t need to be haunted I’m sure, as long as there is booze.

Later in the day, I informed my husband I wanted to take the kids to SeaWorld this summer or next.  He informed me the one in Ohio is closed and they are only in Florida, California, and Texas.  I told him I had Band friends in Florida, but The Bloggess is in Texas…  He told me that Texas was more than a few hundred miles.

Seems I’m going to have to work on this a bit.

So, do you have a Dose of Happy to beat the Mondays over the head with?

Random Thoughts From My Head

My stomach hurts. I think it’s from the booze I drank last night. Not too much I had to drive with the kid in the car. Not even really enough for a buzz. I’m not sure why I bothered. I would have been better off taking my meds, which I had to skip to drink. So note to self, don’t bother drinking anymore. Not worth it.

Still doesn’t make sense that my stomach hurts now. I never get a belly ache from booze. So maybe I’m just hungry or ate too much party food last night.

I went to a party last night. Magical Skate turned 21. It was a fairly calm party for a 21st birthday. There was booze but it wasn’t obtrusive. And it was a good mixture of adults, kids and little kids. So it was more like a semi-large gathering.

I had panic attacks, not handling the crowd. I’m still shaken up from it. Which is one reason why I’m dreading work tomorrow. Tomorrow.

My stomach is really bothering me.

And I feel really shaky.

I didn’t sleep last night. I tried and tried. But I just had trouble. I had very vivid dreams when I did sleep. So it was anything but a rested night. Pat was going to let me sleep till noon but by about ten I couldn’t take it anymore and come upstairs.

I tried to smother myself again last night. Clearly it didn’t work. I didn’t really think it would. I don’t know why I keep trying.

I need to get some bread into my belly. I keep coughing and almost throwing up.

Some mother fucker ate the last of the bagels without taking the rest out of the fridge.

I keep burping booze.

I didn’t even drink that much.

So not worth it.

Teddy Grams. I have teddy grams. I should eat some of them. They are good on an upset stomach.

Teddy grams are the shit. I don’t know why I say it like that. I’m too not cool to use lingo like that.

Jesse said something hurtful last night. Really really hurtful.

me: writing a book is hard

My memory is crap so remember the fine detail needed to fill in paragraphs and pages it hard.
Jesse: Chances are you wont make it very far, nobody does

I should take my morning meds. I could use the Ativan.

I had a lot of panic attacks last night. At one point I went into one of the unoccupied rooms and cried. I don’t know why. It was right after my old boss put me one the spot about how I’m doing, when I’m going back to work, and if I’m ready. Not Brenda. She knows better. She uses tact and watched my body language to see if she’s going too far. She’ll laugh when she reads this. Brenda and tact don’t belong in the same sentence. But still, she goes at it gently like a mother. Jeff put me on the spot and shot off questions fire squad style.

I don’t know if that’s why I went off and cried.

I had a couple of good days. I’ve had a couple of bad days.

My stomach is feeling better.

Luke is napping. When he wakes up we’re eating lunch and then going to the park. Pat and Thomas are going to fly a kite. Luke is going to get some much needed run around and climb time.

Luke is afraid of grass. You sit him down in grass and he screams as if you are boiling him alive. It’s as funny as it is pathetic and is it sad. He’s isn’t in danger so it’s ok to laugh. But not too much. Only a little laughter is ok.

I think I had best shut up now.

Now I’m burping Mt Dew. Progress, I has it.