It’s Sunday & I’m Boring: The Big Bummer Edition

Once again I eschewed “Meet the Press” to do something else. This time it was running to the unSuperT to get some broccoli and, apparently, about $84 worth of other stuff. Two-dollars of that other stuff included chocolate peanut butter PopTarts. I’m moderately excited about this new breakfast food development. Not as excited as I was when I discovered peanut butter Cheerios, but way more excited than when Trix went back to regular ball shapes rather than the stupid fruit shapes.

Even though I arrived home from the unSuperT while “MTP” was still on, I decided to settle in with the Internet and United States of Americana, which is my new favorite thing. This week’s show ended with the trifecta of John Fogerty with My Morning Jacket, The Jayhawks, and The ‘Mats. Can you see why I love it?

Speaking of John Fogerty, I listened to his new album three times yesterday. I might have listened to it on repeat all damn day if I wasn’t at the point in my writing of the longish fiction thing where I can only listen to female musicians. The Fogerty thing might tip over into a Stevie-Nicks-type obsession. It’s too early to tell. Consider yourselves warned.

Thinking about writing, napping, bathing while listening to The Golem and the Jinni.

Then it was Family Dinner, where we we celebrated my birthday. I got a Spirograph, which is totally rad. As far as I can remember we didn’t actually have a Spirograph growing up, but I know for sure The Flodings did and I loved it. Whenever I was over there playing, it was the only toy I wanted to play with.
spirograph
It is awesome and my nephews and I had a lot of fun playing with it tonight. This toy is so great it managed to pry boys away from Minecraft. Clearly, it is made of magic.

Mostly this year’s birthday was kind of a bummer. I blame the shitty, cold, unending gray weather for a quarter of the bummer. I take half the blame for it. You get the birthday you tell people you want. I know this. It’s why I usually have the best birthdays ever. However, this year I was so consumed with work-related anxiety that I didn’t make any time to set expectations.

Also, this year I got to re-learn the lesson that you cannot make thoughtless people thoughtful or make them care about you as much as you would like them to care about you. I guess that’s sort of a gift, right?

[redacted due to pettiness & chickenshittiness]

Man, what a crap Sunday. If the sun doesn’t shine soon, I don’t know what’s going to happen.


The “It’s (Insert Day of Week) and I’m Boring” is a series that Christa and I do to pay homage to the beauty of old-school blogging. (I totally copied this nice explanation from Christa).

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10 Comments

  1. matthew baiocchi 09.Jun.13 at 11:52 pm

    “[redacted due to pettiness & chickenshittiness]” – wait…what? we’re not allowed to do this on the internet now? crap.

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    1. Jodi 10.Jun.13 at 7:23 am

      I think the internet would cease to exist if we weren’t allowed to be petty and chickenshitty. However, I don’t have to add to it.

      Reply
  2. Hotrod 10.Jun.13 at 7:28 am

    “You get the birthday you tell people you want.”

    This is absolutely untrue. You get the birthday other people decide you should have, whether you like it or not.

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    1. Jodi 10.Jun.13 at 7:29 am

      YOU get the birthday despite what you say you want because you are surrounded by people who adore you and know your favorite thing on earth is to be filled with bitterness and spite.

      Reply
  3. Hotrod 10.Jun.13 at 7:29 am

    And I’m sorry you had a crappy birthday. That sucks.

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    1. Jodi 10.Jun.13 at 7:30 am

      I have had so many wonderful and fabulous birthdays that a bummer one is survivable. Besides, it was bound to be a bummer after last year’s big FORTY! spectacular.

      Reply
  4. Katherine 10.Jun.13 at 4:06 pm

    A belated Happy Birthday! You don’t know me, but I love your book reviews and your blog, so I wish you’d had a better birthday. I realize this won’t help much, but I just wanted to say it anyway. (A Spirograph is pretty great, though.)

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    1. Jodi 10.Jun.13 at 4:08 pm

      Thank you! Like I said, the number of ridiculously fabulous birthdays far, far outweighs the bummer birthdays, which mostly means I’m just being a big crybaby this year. It happens, right?

      Reply
  5. Suzy 10.Jun.13 at 6:05 pm

    I love spirographs – that alone makes it a good day. I was amazed last year when I taught 5-6 year olds and they could not get the whole spirograph thing. I may or may not have stopped letting them play with it in a fit of pique.

    Also, I am reading the Golem and the Jinni right now too.

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    1. Jodi 10.Jun.13 at 6:08 pm

      It’s taken The Tibbles a bit of time to get the hang of it too. I think you just have to figure out by feel. They’re totally jealous because all mine are so awesome.

      (I’m only four chapters into The Golem & The Jinni, but so far I am digging it.)

      Reply

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