sudoko me, sudoko you

Bloody hell! I just sat down at the computer and as i moved the mouse an earwig zoomed out and straight into my lap, upper naked thigh style. I'm awake! Woosh, adrenalin in the morning.

I love Ron Weasley, from now on all my curses will be Bloody Hell!

Except this one, shit, i'm tired. I know it's getting boring and cry me a river. But, shit, it's been a long winter already and we've barely even grazed the surface. I do know that september through december are the worst times of year for children with asthma. So, i am hopeful that the new year will bring some health and good times our way.

Shane has been working crazy long hours. We barely see each other and when he does get home i'm so pissed off and exhausted from being alone, without any help, that i usually go to bed after a few minutes of sitting beside him because, quite frankly, i can't stand the smell of him right now. Don't be alarmed. This happens. In our marriage it's not all roses. We have hard times and easy times. I'm sure the rest of you do too.

I think Tristan is on the verge of not being a santa believer which makes everything WAY more tricky. Plus, my be good for santa threat doesn't work on her. Bloody hell. She sure is cute though. 8 year olds i tell you. She thinks she knows everything, which is the way i guess it will be for the next 20 years or so. But that girl, she has read all the Harry Potter books, she can knit way better than me, can play a song by ear on the piano and she's beautiful. I don't know how all the genes crossed so perfectly on that one.

Have a lovely day. Happy survivor night tonight. Tristan and i watch it together - quality time i tell you.