Randomness...

Happenings over the past two (or three?) days (not necessarily in chronological order, because it's all sort of a big blur and I don't want to have to think about what happened when)...

** Issued a smackdown on my children on more than once occasion. (Not a literal smackdown, but I was pretty damn close, because the past two days, they have really been pushing me to the edge and just about have me ready to jump off the cliff willingly.)

** Killed 35 of those bastard caterpillars within 10 minutes. No exaggeration. They have never been this bad before. I feel like I'm being overrun by them. So if I don't blog for more than two or three days in a row, assume that the King Caterpillar staged a revolt and came to hunt me down. Please call the Orken man and direct him to my home to retrieve the body. (Is Orken the exterminator dudes? Or do they do gardening? Shit. I dunno. Pretend I know what I'm talking about.)

** Got a call for an interview for a full-time job. What's funny is that the girl that called me is a girl I graduated from college with, and whom I was drunk with many, many times. Oy. That could be good or bad. I'm not sure if I even want to interview. I don't want to, like, have to go to work, ya know? [sigh] Decisions. Decisions.

** Became giddy when I heard that these outfits are on their way to my home, courtesy of the WAY too talented Pink Rocket. Seriously, the woman is kind of scary with her talent...

** Almost pissed myself with excitement in finding out that I will soon be the proud owner of a laptop!!! I never dreamed I'd see the day. And now, let me warn you, that the world will never be the same. Waiting for the WalMart dudes to finish your oil change? Hey! I know! I'll blog!.... Sitting in the bathroom while the girls play in the bathtub? Rock on. "Stay in there until you're wrinkled girls! I'm blogging!"... Sitting on the throne during my daily, um, yeah. You get the picture. "No girls! I cannot unlock the door! I'm blogging!"... YEEHAW!!!

** Found out one of my best friends went and got his girlfriend knocked up. Now, I'm 99.9% sure this was a big "oopsie" on their part, but I couldn't be more thrilled. He will make the best daddy, and I know that once the little sucker pops out, he'll be on top of the world.

** Also found out another friend had her baby a few weeks ago. Another boy. I can't even begin to describe the gayness of their baby name spellings, but to each his own, I suppose. But while we're on the subject, what is with couples that feel the need to name every child after the parent of the same gender. You know... almost like George Foreman Syndrome. I have one friend whose husband's name is simply Jay. Great. Their first son? His name is Jayson. (Because apparently, that "y" was deemed necessary to assure people that the son was named after his father in a roundabout way.) [rolling eyes]. Her second son? Carson Jaymes. Dear Lord people. We get it! The father's name is Jay! There is NO need to "hide" that name in every one of your son's names. And then there's my BIL (Steve's brother). His name is Thomas. His first son's name is Thomas. Makes sense. That son is the fourth generation Thomas. Fantastic. His second and third sons? Yeah. They each have a middle name of Thomas. Seriously people. Could you really not find a single other name among the thousands in your Baby Names book? Or couldn't you think of a single other male in your life or family that you might want to name your kids after? Sweet jesus...