Another Irk?

Mosquito's! Since it ws 93 degrees here today I had to give plants extra water... in the 20 minutes it took to do that I was bitten by 30 or more mosquitos... Gotta love being pregnant, it seems to make the 20x worse...

Changing my name to itchy scratchy mommy!

8 lines or less?

Next.
Door.
Neighbor.
Hosting.
Family.
Reunion.
Includes.
20+.
Kids.

(Okay, that was 9 lines. Sorry I broke the rules.)

Oh yeah, get me when my boss in on vacation. Bout the only thing I can come up with is we still can't drink at work.

Oh and contacts aren't nearly as easy to put in and get out as my optometrist led me to believe. :(

My two year old and my dog keep farting. I've had enough. It's stinky.

I'm on my seventh day of being a nonsmoker, so, as you can imagine, most everything irks me.

HOWEVER!

It is a MOST beautiful day here, my husband had the day off, and we spent it at the beach. We found starfish as wide as my torso, teeny urchins in the shadow of a rock, a hermit crab who was living in a moon sail shell...and I have a gorgeous little sun burn. All in all? Nothing to *really* complain about.

'Aunt Flo' just arrived. She visited just 18 days ago ... GRRRRRRR

Son can't smell his underarm odor in bedroom.

Boy, it's hard to say that in 8 words!

Dawn

My irkS of the day are:
Adults who can not think of an intelligent and valid response (to an otherwise intelligent discussion) so they resort to pettiness. Ex: "BTW, you wrote "they" twice."

People who act as if an ounce of frustration or annoyance is the worst thing. Venting is good for the soul! Even when it's about something positive. ;o)

that I still can't find the darn iPhone

While proud that my son has his first ever job,
I am irked that he doesn't seem to think he has to do his household chores anymore.
Because working in a consignment shop is soooo tiring.
Um, he has read three books, at work, in 7 days, while sitting on a sofa, at work.
Tonight he will do dishes.
Really, I mean it.

I got stuck in traffic behind some idiot chain smokers that kept tossing their nasty cigarette butts out the window on the road. TOTALLY pisses me off!

My irk of the day is people being bothered by the positive things in life they have.

I had to drive over an hour one way to go to a class for work. I took the advanced version of this class 3 years ago. They would not let me test out. When I got there I asked where I could pump (my baby is breastfed). They directed me to the bathroom. At least it was clean.

I am irked by my middle daughter (11). She just asked me what's for dinner even though the menu for the week is posted on the fridge. I just stared at her in response.

Sheesh - I want to yell, 'Get off your butt and look at the menu!"

my husband is between jobs for two months now. i know he is stressed out and bottles it up but says he is fine yet his attitude towards everything is just horrible. he barely says a word. kids' last day of school was today so i had everything packed to head to the beach right away. he offered to come along. he did, but he brought his attitude with him as well. my god, i have been holding back and not saying anything to frustrate him but today my freakin ball exploded. i told him i am close to being done, not because he is between jobs but because if i have to look at him for a few more weeks i will explode. so got fix to go overseas for a month with my kids and told him there is a huge chance we were not coming back for a year. i called my folks and asked them to look into an american elementary school for the kids. i will have no problems getting a job. so that is my irk for the day that turned into a bigger irk for him. thanks for venting.

My boss just notified me that he has a highly contagious virus right now and that he has actually had it "for a few days" but just remembered to notify the rest of us in the office!

That I'm not sitting on the beach somewhere drinking something with an umbrella in it.

My clock not running faster. This day is dragging on too slow!!!

Hubs is working from the time he wakes up to the time he goes to bed. I call on the way home from work (an hour and a half after dinner time) and ask if the kids have eaten. I get, "I haven't even thought about it." UGH! I get food on the way home. Find out our 2 y.o. who has been doing GREAT with PTing peed 4 times and pooped in her underwear tonight. Found her in just a diaper that looked like she put it on herself. Bathed and put them to bed by myself. Come on Sunday.....VACATION.....where he can't LOG IN!

Oh, and it still hasn't rained here!

Hubby is behind the gun at work.
Launching BIG project.
As always it's ALL on his shoulders.
*My hubby's THE MAN at work! Thanks to that big ol' brain of his.
Working LATE ALL WEEK.

Both boys have Baseball Camp and Baseball games all week.
I am flying solo on BBall duty.
Bleh!

I'm taking a swimming class over the summer to get a phys ed credit out of the way and I keep getting sunburned. I put level 50 sunblock on before I leave home, again before I get into the pool, and at least 3 times during the class (which is 2 1/2 hours long). I'm trying a third brand of sunblock tomorrow (in four days!) and if it doesn't work I may have to withdraw from the class. Arghhh!!!!

My potty training daughter pooped in her underwear. Again. If being trained wasn't a requirement for preschool, she'd be wearing diapers forever- I hate washing poop out!

I actually had 1 room really clean for a few days, like vacuum the rug twice a day clean. But today my son keeps dumping stuff there. 3 spoons, 2 cups(including one that spilled 3 times), 3 snack wrappers, a shredded styrofoam cup, 3 pairs shoes, laptop, camcorder, toys, wires, etc. And then my husband came home and added junk mail, more shoes, and more dishes. Grrr.

You know how we will sometimes just shut up and let our husbands figure out when they are wrong? We don't want to pick away at their ideas or point out when things go wrong. Usually when things don't go according to plans, people will evaluate the situation for a "takeaway" lesson for the future. My husband's takeaway is ALWAYS ridiculous, and I have to say, "NOOOOOO, that is NOT what you were supposed to get from that!"

Example: (I laugh about this all the time.) A few years ago, he wanted to take his son to a college footbal game. He wanted us all to go, and he told me about it a couple of days in advance. I asked him what time he wanted to leave, and he couldn't tell me. Instead, he told me what time the game started. I asked him, probably, three times (even once that very morning) what time he wanted to leave, and he never could tell me, so I told him that I would be ready at X time. That was two hours before game time, giving us an hour to get there and park and get in and another hour--or maybe a little less--to wait for the game to start. I fixed breakfast for everybody and we sat around and ate and talked. Then, hubby says, "Okay, I'll be ready to go in 10 minutes." What? I won't be ready in 10 minutes. I jumped up and took a bath and did what I needed to do to get ready. We left and drove 45 minutes in the opposite direction to pick up his nephew, then 45 minutes to the stadium. He dropped us off so we could get in line while he parked. We waited probably 45 minutes to an hour only to discover that the tickets he wanted to buy were sold out. We went back to the car (parked way over there) and just got something to eat before traveling 30-45 minutes back home. He was mad at me the whole time, because I was supposed to know that they wanted to get to the stadium hours in advance to participate in pre-game stuff. Not only did I not know that, but I didn't even know that we were picking up his nephew! How do I know that if you don't tell me?? I kept asking what time we should leave, and he never answered. His takeaway? "Next time I just won't take you." Oh, that's right, because I was what went wrong there. I came up with the bright idea to let the two cousins spend the night together, and his eyes lit up like it was the best idea ever. Really, dude, you couldn't come up with that one on your own? We drove all the way around the city. For nothing.

O. topic only? Eight line limit? (That irks me! There goes Line #1 LOL)
I would say it's the several examples of bad parenting right before my eyes this week.
Incident O.: Mom & 3 year old crossing a busy bridge, 3 yo 5 ft behind cell phone yakking mom, no hand holding, even when the traffic barrier wall ended. Incident Two: 6 year old buy ALONE at grocery store buying 4 items. Clerk said it's every day. Sometimes twice per day, even at night. He has about 10 blocks to walk, through a housing project. Nice, huh? (8!!!!)

OHHH it is WAYYY more than 8 lines - basically someone is trying to blame me for their not so fun time in a community group - Oh well, the other leaders and Director back me on this, but still it is irksome!