Dear Darla Diaries

why didn't i think of that

Hope you are all enjoying the fall weather, holiday candy barrage and back to school stress. If you are not, do it, or the finger gets it.

really not an excuse

I have been utterly violated. I glanced at my 6 month old baby during a WoW dungeon run to find him blatantly staring at me. With his red rocket poking out. I felt more than a little disturbed.

The last two animals I saw with rocket issues were my former neighbors 1 year old chocolate lab (to be expected) and the uncle-in-laws breeding studs (also expected.) We waited 8 months to fix our last boy kitty and I never!

Ew. As I'm typing this and chatting on the phone to my sister, he was cleaning it again. I sprayed him with the water bottle and it didn't phase him one iota.

23 days until that thing comes off my poor little friend. The appointment has been made. It's in both our best interests. Enjoy it while it lasts. Rub it in any blanket and I may remove it for you.

P.S. His tiny red rocket is his boy parts for those of you wondering what the heck I mean. Why? Cause it's red and it sticks out like a well ...

young padawan hooker

We train 'em young around these parts. Old enough for teeth, old enough to weave. Daniel just cut his 8th tooth so he should be at least the hats and afghan stage.

how i occupy movie night

Whipped this hat out in about 2 hours recently. Only 3 or 4 months overdue. Good thing she's a patient girl. And it was my first successful flower!

Her Mr had to model it for us. Isn't he pretty?

 

The Holiday Hook-a-Thon
Hats completed: 1
Hats to complete: 4-5?
Scarfs to complete: 2
Time: Quickly running out

I better get off WoW and get to hooking.

 

P.S. I visited Cute-and-Ugly recently, the tattoo parlor I'm getting my ink at in November. The artist is this cute young little German girl named Sarah. Between her eclectically black, white, fluorescent pink art covered walls and her brilliant ink I was glad she had a client. I would've impulsively groveled at her table for insta-sleeves. Much to my hubbies chagrin I'm sure. I instead refrained myself, looked at her mockup for my piece and confirmed the date, time and price. I will finally have my yarn piece and before Thanksgiving!

'i'll scrape you up and reconstruct you'

My bestie, currently located in Japan, shared this beautiful tidbit on my FB. It is sooo true, and not only will it make you chuckle but you have to sing along. FRIEEENNNDDDS. bumbumbumbum.

 

these things generally happen to me

My Friday went off the rails a little and didn't quite ever recover. It's kind of funny when your friends and family guffaw a little because they know that not only is this the kind of thing that will happen you, but it does on a semi-frequent basis.

10:30a. Started the day a little later than normal, but nothing to write home about. Was a little disturbing to realize fall had set in fully and not only was it still 32F but the base too fog locked for incoming flights. Our patients had been deposited at a neighboring base and were being bused/ambulanced the 90 minutes to the hospital. The daily count was climbing, nearly double the recent fall numbers, but nothing I couldn't handle.

I am wearing my big girl panties and don't you forget it!

12:05p. Being the smart ass I am, I was showing off at my car while leaving the job. "Do you see this broke ass window?" I remarked to a coworker while rolling it up. "It likes to stay crooked and not close all the ..*groan/crumple/collapse." I stared in disbelief as it stopped mid-rise, fell into the door and the motor gave out. My coworker made a snickering comment about "that's what I get for showing off" and left me to my dilemma.

it's about to get silly up in these parts

Uh oh. Blizzard released their newest expansion pack for World of Warcraft at Blizzcon 2011 Friday. Bring on the intervention cause we have an addiction problem round these parts.

 

Yea I do want to be a panda-kicking-monk when I grow up. Bring on the angry leveling attitudes and the pouting. Bring on the "Honey why are you removing me from my computer? I know it's 3a and I have to work in 4 hours and I just need One.More.Level. No-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o."

 

Disclaimer: No, I do not ignore everyday functions to be a gamer. Yes, I am a contributing member of society. Yes, we do play with Real Live People in the game. Yes, I've actually made friends, and met in real life, a few and they weren't utter trolls. Yes, I do know what a noob is. Yes, the Husband did start it all. Yes, his mom is a total junkie. Yes, my family thrives off giving me a hard time about it. Yes, I have been known to ignore my cats play time while occupied in a dungeon. Yes, my few gamer friends love to bore our surrounding non-gamer friends with our "agily-stam-strength-int-gearscore-dps and what the hell is the new talent calculator about?!?" discussions. Yes, I might like to meet you in Stormwind for a flagon of ale and a dance /emote. Yes, I will be throwing it down like a fool while whining, crying, gnashing my teeth and adjusting to yet ANOTHER expansion pack. Yes I will be spending an exorbant amount of money on the 4-5 packs I will have to purchase so the MIL, I and occasionaly the boy can play. Don't tell anyone but he only SAYS he's addicted, I stole his account and all his gold a long time ago and he's yet to notice.

people that go bump in the night

Husband just ran into Super Bowl champ, former Packers and Cowboy, Marco Rivera. He was up way past his bedtime, stumbled into this fellow and enjoyed a cigar. I'm very excited for his happenstance! And it's always funny to see someone dwarf his normally lumberjack frame.

another boring night in the house

After returning home from a slightly scatterbrained shopping adventure with the MIL she noticed something missing. My absentminded tiredness had taken advantage of my pocket book again.

I left these loverly rockin' rubber boots at the store after purchase. And by at the store I mean under the shopping cart I parked in the rainy lot, along with two 12-packs of soda. After both calling the store and returning to it to check lost at buttdarkthirty also known as BedTime I found I'm without the stupid boots. Apparently someone needed them far worse then me. I was just coveting so I suppose I learned my lesson.

A few hours later I tried to knock myself out with our roof again. You think I would've learned my lesson last time. But no. Watered the cat, stood up and WHERETHEHELLDIDTHATCEILINGCOMEFROM? Hello Head. Hello Ceiling. Been well? Was better before you stuck your ginormous presence in my personal bubble. You don't say? I do say. Mind your manners. (Other than a slightly sore spot all is well.)

thank YOU FB stalker friends