Had full physical, bloodwork, heart stuff and will get results NEXT MONTH. HOW RIDICULOUSSSSS! They're testing for EVERYTHING. WEE.
Eating greens and pretending to puke
So I made Chicken Alfredo Florentine tonight, which most adults would agree is awesome. I carefully sprinkled broccoli and mushrooms in the alfredo sauce, not to excess, to trick my spawn into eating it. Topped it with an Italian four-cheese blend and yet she still used half a container of parmesean and pretended to gag when she saw green. NEWSFLASH! YOU CAN'T TASTE IT. GEEZ. IT'S GOOD FOR YA!
Mkay. Eat it or PERISH.
I had to force her -- for the first time -- to eat. Grrrr. That was no fun at all. I'm sure other parents can empathize with this one. I explained that I'd never make her eat anything that *I* wouldn't; and I have good taste in food, yo. We disagree on this one. She *almost* acted like she'd never tasted broccoli in her life. WHATEVER. She should be glad I'm not forcing green beans down her throat. Now, those are disgusting. I know all her little 'disappearing acts' that she uses at her dad's, so I was on the lookout. Umhm. Her napkin was empty, as it should've been. Heh. Success.
Moving furniture is taking its toll
HOW STUPID WAS IT FOR ME TO MOVE FURNITURE TODAY? I never think about these things until after I've overexerted myself. This = no sleep tonight; lots of undue pain; no relief. GREAAAAAAAT. Although my plans are still tentative, I've decided that it's time for me to move on in this direction. (Yes, this will be obscure to anyone who reads it, but *I* understand.) I've deliberated long enough, and only had one *good* argument against it. That was quelled today, definitely. 'Nuff said.
So...I'm going to bed muchos early tonight, so I can accomplish all work that needs to be done for the week. All other plans will be fun (well, with the exception of a shopping trip, but necessary for Adele's birthday). :-D Er...if I cancel, someone really needs to kick my ever-lovin' ace. Serious bidness.