Help A Sister...

Once again, I thank Sus, for I had never known I was a sister until reading her blog. And now I know.

Help a sister: FIND HER BRAIN!

Oh, please, I beseech thee! I don't know where it was last seen. I haven't heard from it in ages. Please. I need it. Really I do.

For I am...in severe lack.

Yesterday, after all the gladification, I had a day of vexation without representation (insert Church Lady--"Could it have been...Satan???"). Seriously. Here I am, all gladacious, and then, with no warning whatsoever:

• the fighting of offspring--which was not limited to, but included, the throwing of TV remote.
• the losing of video entertainment privileges of aforementioned offspring. Which hurt me more than it hurt them. After all, I had to stay up late to catch up on my shows.

Then, after 8 a.m.:

• our rescheduled guitar lesson was forgotten by our wonderful teacher. I lurve him, and would give him a pass no matter what...but you know...it just sorta threw off Stella's groove.
• because it forced us to go work out at the gym with the "found" time.
• And then I had to feed those people dinner. And I was tired.
• And then, I had to schedule a podiatry appt and PT for Drama Girl's pain-from-running-track foot. Which would've been fine, except...
• In a toot and panic, I called my neighbor to help bail me out since I.JUST.KNEW. I had double-booked DG's PT with David's commute to school. Sure, she was great with driving him to school. Ten miles from our house. In rush hour. I know...a saint.
• But then, I realized, that in looking at the schedule I had been looking at for the past 1/2 hour--there was no conflict.
• So I had to call Sweet Neighbor back. And tell her that I was just...high...or something, but that no...the panic call of 30 seconds ago was just a "psych!" from a psycho, apparently

So, if you see my brain...

HAS Tuesday

Welcome to Help A Sister Tuesday, or HAS for short. Nod to CPQ, of course. This may or may not be a regular Tuesday feature. But since I'm a sister, and I need help, I thought we could go from there. Does it sound all about me? Ahem.

• Help a sister: decide whether it's worth cooking full meals when her hubby is gone. What do you do when your hubby departs? Is it mealtime as usual, or is there simplifying, either with Little Caesar's Pizza or with snack/low maintenance meals?
• Help a sister: with time management. How do you balance the twitting, blogging, facebooking and emailing of the day? Are you obsessive? Compulsive? A little bit of both? Are you perfectly balanced and in your zone after 9 a.m. , dressed to the (sensibly tied) shoes?
• Help a sister: to decide what 40 fun things I should do while I'm 40. Maybe something you'd like to do?...Because I like fresh new ideas. I'm what you call a comfort zone-rut girl. While I don't think anyone should pick what would be on my list because that would defeat the idea of my generating it, I need some thoughts. But I'd like to do 40 new or different experiences this year, and keep a journal of them. Thank you Michele, for the inspiration behind this. And if you're wondering, I have forgiven her for saying that she has "lots of years" before she turns 40. Because I'm a giver of grace. ;)