Linnie The Pooh
Making Fun of Buzz is my Favorite Hobby!!
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- Sep 5, 2002
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Well here is my version of todays events. First off, Im still suffering from a huge sinus infection. My head was pounding as Moan Boy came in at 6:20 to wake us up. He climbs in bed with us, then a few hours later, we all get up and I stumble out to the kitchen, sick and dizzy, with Commando Buzz barking at me the whole way about how I needed to get moving and we needed to get to the park by 9. I was going to get Moan Boys meds and as I got to the kitchen, Buzz starts pleading for coffee so I stop what Im doing and make the coffee, of which he had only one cup. I didnt get any. Thats when I forgot to give Moan Boy his meds. I can usually do more than one thing at a time, but when Im out of my element, I get flustered really easy.
I was trying to get organized the night before, but Buzz was more interested in posting on the DIS so that went by the way side. Hence, the forgotten waters and snacks. Now, Im not blaming him, I am merely explaining. Im trying to get ready and everybody needs something from me. I dont know why everything hinges on me-I cant find my toys, I cant find my socks, I need help in the bathroom etc. It was good though, now we decided to delegate tasks and instead of me being in charge of everything as usual, Buzz is going to take on some stuff too.
So by the time, Im starting to get ready, 30 mins have gone by. It takes me about 15 mins normally so its no big deal, but I have a monster zit on my chin that has been there for 2 weeks and I cant find my cover up. Its gone. So Im looking for that and trying to get myself ready and the kids ready, the back pack ready, etc. I am heading out the door as Buzz is still carrying on about how we need to MOVE MOVE MOVE. He notices Im wearing my hair down-uh, no I just havent got my scrunchie in yet. So I run out the door tying in my pony tail, grabbing my pack of stuff and flying down the stairs, head still pounding and throat now seriously hurting. Havent had a chance to blow my incredibly full nose, get a drink or anything to eat and its not helping my mood at all .
Well you know how MGM went. First off, was Tower of Terror. I hate that ride. It scares the crap out of me and thats exactly how the picture looked. The kids looked at me like I was nuts. I dont know why, but that ride terrifies me.
We tried to see the Little Mermaid twice and missed it both times. That sucked. I promised Loud Girl wed buy princess toys. Because we had to leave to get Moan Boys meds, we didnt get to see it until the afternoon and she didnt get her princess toys until then too. So she was crying in the parking lot as we were frantically searching for the car, which wasnt helping DHs mood at all. Now, I have to say that as we walked into MGM, I noticed where we parked, but as we came out, DH insisted it was in a different area. I knew he was wrong, but he was pretty well ticked off that Id forgotten the meds so I didnt say anything until he really started to go in the wrong direction completely and then I said, I think its over here. And it was. Lin to the rescue.
The rest of the day was as he described. Its now after 10 and my head is still pounding after 6 aspirins, I have 15 bug bites on my ankles and I have a huge crack on my thumb that is killing me, especially when I have to put the kids shoes on or dress the little princess dolls. My chin zit is like another person tagging along with us, its so big and Im breaking out from my sunscreen, or sunscream as Loud Girl calls it. Suffice it to say, Im not the happiest camper right now, but maybe tomorrow will get better.
My Summary:
Dinner was great. Lunch was bland and very healthy tasting, but not bad.
Bike ride after dinner was fun. We rented a surrey bike from the Boardwalk, but afterwards, my head was pounding HARD from the exertion.
Swimming was fun, how I got all those bug bites, Ill never know. Creepy.
I am not Airport Lin. Hes copying me b/c I call him Airport Buzz when hes traveling b/c he gets so crabby in the airports. I am AirPLANE Lin. Big difference. I just get tired of everyone pestering me for stuff and it flusters me, as I said before. On the plane, I need a snack, Im thirsty, I need a book and Loud Girl twice tries to put the tray table down on my head as Im reaching to get someone something out of a backpack. Buzz is trying to hand me pretzels that he doesnt want and I havent had a chance to get myself settled. Yeah I get a little cranky.
This laptop Im typing on sux. It takes me about 5 tries to type a word. Its very delicate and I have huge man-hands. The two are not mixing well.
Sinuses not good. Need Dayquil or prescription meds, but Id probably forget those .
I was trying to get organized the night before, but Buzz was more interested in posting on the DIS so that went by the way side. Hence, the forgotten waters and snacks. Now, Im not blaming him, I am merely explaining. Im trying to get ready and everybody needs something from me. I dont know why everything hinges on me-I cant find my toys, I cant find my socks, I need help in the bathroom etc. It was good though, now we decided to delegate tasks and instead of me being in charge of everything as usual, Buzz is going to take on some stuff too.
So by the time, Im starting to get ready, 30 mins have gone by. It takes me about 15 mins normally so its no big deal, but I have a monster zit on my chin that has been there for 2 weeks and I cant find my cover up. Its gone. So Im looking for that and trying to get myself ready and the kids ready, the back pack ready, etc. I am heading out the door as Buzz is still carrying on about how we need to MOVE MOVE MOVE. He notices Im wearing my hair down-uh, no I just havent got my scrunchie in yet. So I run out the door tying in my pony tail, grabbing my pack of stuff and flying down the stairs, head still pounding and throat now seriously hurting. Havent had a chance to blow my incredibly full nose, get a drink or anything to eat and its not helping my mood at all .
Well you know how MGM went. First off, was Tower of Terror. I hate that ride. It scares the crap out of me and thats exactly how the picture looked. The kids looked at me like I was nuts. I dont know why, but that ride terrifies me.
We tried to see the Little Mermaid twice and missed it both times. That sucked. I promised Loud Girl wed buy princess toys. Because we had to leave to get Moan Boys meds, we didnt get to see it until the afternoon and she didnt get her princess toys until then too. So she was crying in the parking lot as we were frantically searching for the car, which wasnt helping DHs mood at all. Now, I have to say that as we walked into MGM, I noticed where we parked, but as we came out, DH insisted it was in a different area. I knew he was wrong, but he was pretty well ticked off that Id forgotten the meds so I didnt say anything until he really started to go in the wrong direction completely and then I said, I think its over here. And it was. Lin to the rescue.
The rest of the day was as he described. Its now after 10 and my head is still pounding after 6 aspirins, I have 15 bug bites on my ankles and I have a huge crack on my thumb that is killing me, especially when I have to put the kids shoes on or dress the little princess dolls. My chin zit is like another person tagging along with us, its so big and Im breaking out from my sunscreen, or sunscream as Loud Girl calls it. Suffice it to say, Im not the happiest camper right now, but maybe tomorrow will get better.
My Summary:
Dinner was great. Lunch was bland and very healthy tasting, but not bad.
Bike ride after dinner was fun. We rented a surrey bike from the Boardwalk, but afterwards, my head was pounding HARD from the exertion.
Swimming was fun, how I got all those bug bites, Ill never know. Creepy.
I am not Airport Lin. Hes copying me b/c I call him Airport Buzz when hes traveling b/c he gets so crabby in the airports. I am AirPLANE Lin. Big difference. I just get tired of everyone pestering me for stuff and it flusters me, as I said before. On the plane, I need a snack, Im thirsty, I need a book and Loud Girl twice tries to put the tray table down on my head as Im reaching to get someone something out of a backpack. Buzz is trying to hand me pretzels that he doesnt want and I havent had a chance to get myself settled. Yeah I get a little cranky.
This laptop Im typing on sux. It takes me about 5 tries to type a word. Its very delicate and I have huge man-hands. The two are not mixing well.
Sinuses not good. Need Dayquil or prescription meds, but Id probably forget those .