Grass and Sky

Oh, ouch. Banged up toe. Strained muscle in my back. Sore neck and shoulders. I'm feeling my years tonight.

Good weekend so far, though.

Girls' Night out last night with eve11 and people from work. Yummy food and drink. Then Eve and I came back to my place and pretty much crashed.

Today was all about shopping. Over the course of five hours and six stores I got: two bras, three pairs of winter weight cargos, twelve pairs of socks, a pair of Mudd shoes, three long-sleeve tees, one rolled-sleeve tee, one tee/cami set, three pairs of rolled-sleeve button-ups, and season one box sets of Eureka and Friday Night Lights. No more shopping for me until next year.

I had babysitting this evening and introduced a not-quite 2yr old to the joys of hockey. Pittsburgh vs. the Maple Leafs in Toronto. The Pens dominated the entire game and won easily, 5-2. I only let the little guy watch about fifteen minutes of the game, but of course there was a knock down, fists flying fight in the first couple minutes of the game. Try explaining that one.

I also fit in a Doctor Who episode, Image of the Fendahl. Another Fourth Doctor and Leela adventure, it found them in modern day England, dealing with a mystical skull and an old Gallifreyan legend. It featured Leela in a new outfit and hairdo, both of which I hated. Seemingly, so did others, because by the end of the episode, she was back to her normal look. It also had archaeologists, a coven, and a big silly sluglike monster. I liked it.

I have not yet managed to see Bones, Dollhouse, Numb3rs or Merlin from this week, so there will be lots to keep me occupied tomorrow, along with laundry, cleaning, and a little more babysitting.

In the past week or so, I've watched "The Robots of Death," and "The Talons of Weng-Chiang." Both Fourth Doctor and Leela.

( The Robots of Death )

( The Talons of Weng-Chiang )

I watched some old school Doctor Who on Sunday. "The Deadly Assassin," which was fourth Doctor, although I don't remember off hand which season.

( A cut because even though it's almost as old as I am, it's still spoilery if you haven't seen it. )

In other news, well, there really isn't any other news. There's pre-season hockey on, and the Pens are ahead 2-0 at the beginning of the second period, but the past couple of games they've managed to get the lead and then blow it, so it's much too early to feel any excitement, there.

I now have five parents in the toddler room who've volunteered to be room parents. A few days ago I had none. We usually aim for two. Feast or famine, that's our catch phrase at Carriage House. Usually it refers to staffing, but it can refer to volunteers as well.

Mainly, I'm just tired and cranky today. I'm not much better than the toddlers when I get like this. If I thought I could get away with throwing myself to the floor in a crying fit, there were a couple moments this morning when I would have been tempted to do so. With the end result of me purchasing sugar wafers and diet soda from the snack machine on my lunch break, and then also eating two or three small raisin oatmeal cookies with the kids at snack-time. I'm disgusted, but I also felt better afterwards, so you know, maybe sugar really is a good thing for our brain chemistry.

/rambling