99% of people won’t reblog this because they think it’ll make their blog look as shitty as their heart.
Reblogging because I care, not because of the guilt trip ^
Same as above.
I think it’s good tumblr is being used to raise money for someone with a disability =).
Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson, one of the worlds coolest celebrities both on, and off the set.
The Rock is literally one of my favorite people
if you don’t like the Rock we can’t be friends
…Why isn’t there a reality tv show based around him just cooking food. and eating. and feeding people. and being cool.
w h y
I love himmmmmm
Fun fact. “The Rock” has single handedly contributed more to make a wish foundation than anyone else on the face of this earth.
The Rock is a living legend.
*wakes up at 3am in a cold sweat*
nicholas cage was going to be aragorn
the notebook problem: you see a notebook. you want to buy the notebook. but you know you have like TEN OTHER NOTEBOOKS. most which are STILL EMPTY. you don’t need to notebook. you’re probably not gonna use the notebook anyway. what’s the point? DONT BUY THE NOTEBOOK. you buy the notebook.
I got to sleep in (until 8…), worked for 3 hours with great people, went to lunch with my best friend who is visiting from Colorado, and came back to a sleeping baby so husband could go to work.
Then when Ted woke up, we went to the mall and I found awesome sales and deals on sneakers for the boys. We went back to be house and she helped me with dinner for Ted and taking care of my parents’ handicapped dog, and Ted has been super happy all night ever since. He all bathed and snacked and playing happily. About to brush his teeth and put him to bed.
On top of all that, husband did a ton of cleaning because I ranted about how much needed to get done. So I can just relax tonight.
Jason’s work and/or his inability to say no is going to kill me.
He keeps working 11-5 shifts waiting tables. I don’t expect him to be able to leave right at 5 because of the nature of the job, but he doesn’t leave until 7. Tonight, he texted me at 5:57 and said he had to drop his coworker off and then he’d be home.
I was really excited. Ted and I were at a family party next door so we went home to wait for him. And then Teddy turned crazy.
He was doing anything he could to be oppositional: putting things in the dog food and water dish, trying to flush the toilet, pulling stuff out of the trash can, etc. He knows not to do this stuff.
So I take him into the air conditioned bedroom and he signs milk. I nurse him, thinking maybe he will take a short nap because his first nap was late but long, so he didn’t have a second one. All he does is smack me. He’s throwing his arm back while nursing, and then swinging it forward and smacking me in the face, other boob, baby belly, anywhere.
I hold his arm down and he flips out, but every time I let go, he does it again. It got really old so I pulled him off the boob. Then he started throwing things at me and thrashing on the bed and kept signing milk. So I try to nurse him again and the same thing happens. I eventually nurse him a third time and now he’s passed out.
I was really looking forward to being able to hand him off to Jason and take a break for a while. Instead I got beat up by a 17 month old and he’s taking a nap that’s gonna throw off his sleep schedule.In the meantime, I called Jason twice and he didn’t pick up. After an hour and 15, I’m nervous he got in an accident or something. Finally he picks up on the third try and says he just left and he’s stuck in traffic. What the hell?! A text saying you didn’t leave yet would have been helpful!