Chillin'

Ok, I have to tell you that correcting a possessive/non-possessive noun does not make you a snob. First off, I'm an "English teacher" so these are things on which I need to be corrected in order to improve my craft. Being one of the least grammatically adept people I know, I can use all the help I can get. Secondly, here's what's funny: that particular rule is one of my pet peeves! I just didn't know the rule on Tiffany, probably because it's not a store name I ever actually say. So honestly, thank you for the note; there is nothing that bugs me more than people who shop at Safeways.

Anyways.

I hope you're feeling better, later this morning. Did you go to school? This migraine thing is crazy. I think I told you I've only ever had one in my life, and I'm not entirely sure that's what it was, but it laid me out. (That's probably the wrong use of "lay, lie, lain" but I think it's the proper way to use the saying.) I can't imagine getting them frequently. You poor thing! I'm such a pain wimp, a little throbbing behind the eyes, and I'm popping Aleve like I'm dying. Better living through chemicals, I always say.

I got up super late this morning and had to rush the kids to get out the door. M woke up late too and I couldn't even get my butt out of bed to make him breakfast, which caused me to oversleep and wake JJ up a half an hour late. J had gone out on a call at 5:30 or something so wasn't here to rouse us all. We made the bus after all, but I just hate starting out that way. Poor JJ, got his haircut last night and it wasn't doing what it was supposed to with limited time. He has these two cowlicks on either side of his crown that make two little tufts of hair stick straight up, unless we work on it. It makes him look like an Emperor Penguin, which is what I call him. He was a little upset about it this morning, so I held off on the term of endearment, even though I think it's cuter than s**t. ;-)

J got home and went back to bed, thank God. He didn't get home until 2am (he's on call) then slept, what? 3 hours? and was out again. He never goes back to bed, so I'm glad his body took over for him. He's running himself ragged these days. So he's upstairs, asleep, the kids are all gone and I have a little time before I have to motivate. CC and I are going grocery shopping for Thanksgiving today and of course, I have the housecleaning to do. Thankfully I've been keeping up pretty well so I don't have a lot to do. Counseling, haircut and eye appointments this afternoon, (God, I can't wait for M to get his license! 9 more days!) then it all stops moving at the speed of light, for a few days. I, too, am looking forward to the long weekend and the visit with my parents. The nice things is, I'm not feeling stressed out, or rushed or disorganized, even though I'm really not ready for houseguests at all. CC is freaking out on not having gone shopping yet, not having a menu planned, and I'm just over here, drinking my joe and blogging, figuring, what the hell? It's my parents. Take a pill. What a wonderful change, for me, to not be the one in crisis.

I'm jealous of your new bookshelves though; I'd trade a day with my parents for a day surrounded by piles of books and nothing to do but organize them!

I'm sitting here, absolutely in the mood to write, but with not much to say, so I think I'll quit stalling on the floor mopping and get a move on. Hope your Tuesday goes well...
Love,
A