The Past Couple of Days

It has been such a busy couple of days. Work has been nuts and I had a meeting with another child therapist yesterday. The taxi ride there was fun. The taxi driver was outraged by the "letter" as well. I swear, this letter is getting me mileage and building me an army. The therapist's office is up in the vineyards, actually very close to my old alma mater high school. The taxi driver had never been up there and decided to trust his GPS or as they call it here, NAVI. Of course the NAVI is an asshole and took us into the actual vineyards where we got stuck. Luckily I had planned enough time to make it to the therapist's because when you live in Vienna, you have to account for a) traffic and b) getting stuck in vineyards.
Does this look like a street to you, NAVI?
I made it just in time, had a good chat and then headed to work. The day flew by! But I am so incredibly angry now. Last night, while we were at home, some douche stole my ceramic pumpkin from outside our door. I am so upset because I have had this pumpkin since I moved here and it is kind of like the first Robin of spring but in my case, it heralds Fall. It was right in front of our door and no, it wasn't accidentally broken. Unless the pumpkin comes back glittered and awesome, I will be on the look out for it. This just makes me so mad. I spent 30 minutes pacing and asking the Husband what "douche" is in German. He doesn't know. Ugh! I feel so pissed off!

Did not get a good night's sleep. The Kid woke up at midnight and wanted another bottle of milk. I said "No, go to sleep". And this went on for 2 hours. Every 10 minutes I would start to doze off and then be awakened by the Kid body slamming against his crib and yelling "Meh! Meh! Meh!". (not an expression of lack of excitement, but rather his word for "milk"). The Husband was like, "just give him milk" and I was all "WE DO NOT NEGOTIATE WITH TERRORISTS!" At one point I walked into the Kid's room and declared "If you do not go to sleep now, I will quit my job and homeschool you. I MEAN IT!". And while some people excel at homeschool, my syllabus would involve Pinterest and making fake Gucci wallets. Awesome? Yes. Practical? No. After 2 hours, I finally broke down and gave him his goddamn milk. The force is strong in that one.The terrorists win.

Class picture of the Kid

So, I have just a couple more days until showtime. Thank you Jeebus that Friday is an official work holiday. In other news, I can't believe Kanye and Kim are engaged. I posted yesterday on FB that I think there is something whack with society that this engagement is lauded and yet, gay couples can't tie the knot. Makes me angry. But maybe Kim has finally found true love... oh ha ha ha.. She has no soul, ergo this is not love, this is a business arrangement. Stay tuned for my scathing post on my dislike of all things Kardashian. Blood pressure rising.

How about y'all disappear for, like, forever



Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

A Key Word Post

Image
I didn't have anything specific to post tonight because nothing terribly exciting happened over the weekend. Which is actually a good thing. That means it was a chillaxed weekend with no need to look up divorce lawyers or boarding schools for toddlers. So, that means that I will write things based on some key words... long story short, lots of short stories. So here we go! The daycare: This morning was my morning to bring the Kid. By 8 he was in his coat and shoes and I was in my fake fur vest and heels. We headed out and rounded the corner and walked through the front gate. He jumped out of his stroller and headed to the front door. It was locked. I tried a couple times to open it and the Kid started to whine. One of the providers came to the door and explained the daycare was closed for the day. Apparently it was staff development day and someone (the Husband) did not see the signs up last week that they were closed today. I apologized and tried to call the Husband while tryi
Read more

The Way Some People Find my Blog and a Challenge

Image
Now, I am not sure why people read my blog. O.k., there are some reasons that people read my blog... they are interested in autism, they like my use of gifs, they are my friends and want to support me, sometimes I make them laugh, they want to see if they are mentioned in it, they live in Vienna and want to know where I go so they can avoid bumping into me... I don't have a sophisticated stat counter on my blog. The only thing I can really see is the number of page views, which countries those page views are coming from and what people search for and somehow end up on my blog. So I decided today to post the most common terms that bring people to my page. And some of them are amusing. Pros and cons to living in Vienna : This one is pretty understandable. I did a whole "pros vs. cons" post a while ago. I think if I had to move to a new city I would most likely type in the same thing. As well as, "average price of alcohol". Salma Hayek naked : I have abso
Read more

How to Dress Rich - Old Money

Image
Back in March, the Husband and I enjoyed an amazing night at the Bristol. It was a gift from my parents and probably the most amazing thing about that night was that we got a complimentary upgrade. We laughed, we danced and then I stopped and said in a serious tone to the Husband "It's cause we dressed rich an you know it." And then I danced some more and drank Moet Chandon straight from the bottle. I have class and you know it. Dressing rich is not that hard and doesn't have to cost that much. Now I am not talking about Kardashian rich (that money is the money of Satan), I am talking old school money, country clubs and drinking scotch. Here are some tips to how you can dress to look rich for different occasions (please note that this is in no way making fun of rich people, poor people or any people. This is based on observations on my part and the deep seated desperation of wanting to be a rich WASP from the East Coast. Pick me!). Dressing old school money pretty m
Read more