Hit up Sunday Stealing ... it's a great weekly event to look forward to :-)
I was writing a piece for Zelda Lily about this crazy mother that took her thirteen-year-old daughter (plus two of her daughter's friends) with her when she went and left two bags of dog crap and a profanity-laced note on the doorstep of a kid her daughter was having issues with.
2006 was probably the year that the seeds were sown for Pythagorus to become an alcoholic.
"I cannot believe you slept in until 9:30!" (to Belle, who in general thinks 6:30 is sleeping in) 
Two cups of coffee and SoBe Lifewater (black cherry dragonfruit ... what the heck is dragonfruit, anyway?)
I have two, one purple and one gray and black.
Soup for Addie.
Home fighting with my computer and reading a book.
Blue. I think it's called "colonial blue" or something ... I don't know, my mother's all Williamsburg obsessed. You should see the curtains!
In the cupholders of my car. There's much overflowage, which I guess means I should roll coins or something, make a deposit into Addie's college account.
Hot and sticky. Again. The weatherman has got to stop lying about when this yucky stretch is going to end.
I actually don't like ice cream all that much, but I occasionally indulge in Ben and Jerry's combination of chocolate chip cookie dough and chocolate fudge brownie. Mmmmmmmm :-)
Good times.
Yes, actually. The last time I got it cut, the hairdresser left it way too long in the back and made the layers way too short ... if I wear it down and don't go through the whole blow-dry/straighten/excessive hair supply routine (and this is so not me), it kind of looks like a mullet. Thanks for reminding me to make an appointment ... with a different hairdresser ;)
Nope :-)
Yes, I often do ... stupid ADHD ;-).
I know a lot of people named Steven.
One of the occupational hazards of being a teacher is knowing someone with pretty much any name. When I was pregnant with Belle, it was horrible trying to find a name that I didn't automatically associate with a former student.
I've actually had three students with Belle's real name, but she has kind of an unusual nickname derived from her name that is not common.
Oh, yes ... particularly derivatives of the f-word. It's kind of entertaining to fit it into every part of speech as well as the pluperfect tense and such ;)
No, I'm really not. I get really annoyed by inequality (like when people at work get ahead based on how they look in a skirt rather than the quality of their abilities), but it's not really "jealousy", just irritation.
"Not alone." Haha, have fun figuring that one out ;-)
Not sure ...I might well not leave the house at all today since I've got to plan the week for summer school, read, write, soak up the AC. I'll probably go walk on the beach, and I usually end up at the store for some reason or another.
Pythagorus, without a question.
1. 1. Tell us about something that made you laugh last night.
The sheer absurdity of the situation had me alternating between laughing and crying.
2. What were you doing at 8 PM last night?
Trying to figure out why Blogger wasn't letting me blog ... it wouldn't save anything I typed in the body of a post, and I was getting really annoyed. I finally gave up for the night, but same thing happened this morning. Grrrr.
So I figured I'd abandon Firefox in lieu of Google Chrome to see if that helped, and ... well, you're reading this, right ;)?
3. What were you doing 30 minutes ago?
Drinking coffee, cursing Firefox, and trying to convince my mom to go to the emergency room.
Okay, here's the story. I staggered into the kitchen this morning and, before I'd had any coffee, my mom says, "I think I have a corneal abrasion" (I'm pretty sure that's what she said ... she's a nurse practitioner and sometimes forgets that I know nothing about the medical world).
I guess she'd gotten a scratch on her eye while picking blueberries last night. It must have hurt a lot, because my mother is not a complainer about physical ailments. Anyway, I finally convinced her to go to the ER and get it looked it.
Shockingly, she listened ... like I said, it must have hurt a lot.
4. What happened to you in 2006? (Feel free to republish an old post from '06.)
Pythagorus had a really crappy childhood (REALLY crappy, but the details of which are not something I would ever share), and he compensated by excelling in school. He was the salutatorian of his graduating class and received all sorts of Presidential Scholar Awards when he was in college and so on.
Like many abused and tormented children, Pythagorus never dealt with the things that happened to him. He buried them deeply and went through life with a facade of success. He also felt a strong need to help out those he saw as "suffering".
In 2006, he stood up for people that he saw as being mistreated at their job by a power hungry tyrant of a boss. He wasn't inaccurate in this assessment, but he was sort of foolish. He was not given a contract for the next year.
In other words, the guy who had succeeded at everything had gotten fired. That it had nothing to do with his job performance (and it didn't--he truly was one of the best) and everything to do with an SOB with a Napoleon complex flexing his muscles doesn't really matter.
But I think that experience reminded Pythagorus of the adult bullies that destroyed his childhood. I think it dredged up some memories, and once they started coming, nothing could stop them ...
Except wine. A lot of wine. And I guess that's the anatomy of an alcoholic, as I understand it.
5. What was the last thing you said out loud?
6. How many beverages did you have today?
7. What color is your hairbrush?
8. What was the last thing you paid for?
9. Where were you last night?
10. What color is your front door?
11. Where do you keep your change?
12. What’s the weather like today?
13. What’s the best ice-cream flavor?
14. What excites you?
15. Do you want to cut your hair?
16. Are you over the age of 35?
17. Do you talk a lot?
18. Do you watch Franklin and Bash?
Uh ... who?
19. Do you know anyone named Steven?
20. Do you make up your own words?
21. Are you a jealous person?
22. What does the last text message you received say?
23. Where’s the next place you’re going to?
24. Who’s the rudest person in your life?
The big drama this week involved him wanting me to drive Belle to the town he lives in (two hours away on a good day, but it's a resort town, so it's more like three in the summer, so we're talking at least six hours round trip) and then acting like I was being a jerk when I asked for gas money.
I mean, it is not my fault that he got yet another DWI, and his assumption that I have any obligation to transport Belle halfway across the state to visit him is just ... rude. Rude and insensitive.
This is especially noteworthy because Belle had already expressed not wanting to spend extensive time in the car (not her favorite thing to do).
25. Are you crushing on anyone that you shouldn't be?
Nah, I'm not crushing on anyone ... just waiting around rather impatiently for Mr. Right to show up ;)
