Have you seen this show? The newest Danny Bonaduce vehicle. How do these parents sleep at night? And to have Bonaduce host it -- yes, children, we will get you on tv, but you'll be sentenced to a life of boozing, drugs and bad tv. Let's go for it!
I've thought of posting several times, but I just don't have the attention span lately. I've even opened a post but never got past naming it. Blah.
Tuesday 4/15 was our anniversary. My, what a difference a year makes! It feels like yesterday, yet it feels like forever. It really feels like forever since we were in California. We talk about the vineyards and the restaurants and the wine all the time. We decided not to get each other anything for our anniversary. I didn't know that meant I wouldn't get flowers, but I made the "no gifts" rule so I wasn't going to complain. We went for a very nice dinner at Ruth's Chris Steakhouse where we spent too much money but had a wonderful time. I had the filet and shrimp which was fabulous (well, the filet was fabulous; the shrimp were a little dry but they tasted good once I turned them in the steak juice). Christen had the NY Strip which he said was good but that he had had better. We shared garlic mashed potatoes which were good but nothing special, and creamed spinach which was divine. We split a bottle of B.R.Cohn Cabernet which was quite delicious but oddly I didn't even get a buzz from, and they comp'ed a creme brulee for our celebratory dinner (very tasty but Ceviche's is better). All in all, a very lovely dinner. The in-laws kept Spencer for the few hours that we were out.
The rest of this past week has been unbelievably stressful. I'm hoping we're through the worst of the stress, because really I'm not sure I can handle much more. Thank you for every one who has called or emailed. I'm alright really, and it has nothing to do with Christen or Spencer (except that Spencer starts daycare on Tuesday and I'm not really looking forward to that). Things will work out, and I really don't want to talk about it with anyone else other than who I have already discussed things with, but thank you all for your help. I am so glad to know that there really are people there for me. I know I'm not alone, but sometimes it's hard to remember.
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Stress is the worst. Last night I had the last straw with my kid and screamed at him. I felt so guilty and my husband scolded me and told me I needed to see a stress therapist. I told him no way that I can handle it. And Danny Bonaduce? i no likey him. Doesn't he have a violence problem?
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