Things I've been doing instead of blogging:

Watching Movies
I got a Netflix subscription for Father's Day. I've watched more movies in the past month than I have in the past 2 years. The list includes Batman Begins, The Aviator, Wedding Crashers, Anchorman, Madagascar, and some others. I've got Munich sitting around ready to be watched, also (suggestions welcome). I've never been much of a moviegoer. This is primarily because I don't like getting ripped off, but also because I don't remember movie quotes. You wouldn't think that's a big deal, but really, how many times do people quote movies? All the freakin' time. Then they wait for me to react or say the next line or something, and I just sit there. Then they're like, "Remember that? From (movie title)? I know you saw it, you were with me when I saw it!" It's way too much pressure. Instead, I just don't watch movies. It's my thing. It's only backfired on me once, when I almost got beaten up for not having seen Braveheart.
Thinking
You know what it's like when you can't seem to turn your mind off? That's been happening to me for the past several weeks. It's very abnormal for me, as I usually can mentally shut down on a moment's notice. Not recently, though. It's getting annoying. The more I try to take a break, the more my mind races. You'd think that with all this thinking, I'd have thought of a cure for IBS by now, but I haven't. I think I'm pretty close, though.
Parenting
When my kid was first born, it was exhausting, mainly because I didn't get many hours of consecutive sleep. Now, it's MORE exhausting, but in a different way. Some of you may already know this, but toddlers have lots of energy. They don't stop. They could stop, but they don't want to. They want to run and open and close and climb and (try to) jump and eat everything except the food you provide for them and go inside and go outside and get picked up and get put down and read and talk and laugh and yell and scream and swim and sing and poop and talk about their poop and occasionally, go down for a nap. I have to pay more attention to what I say, because he repeats everything now. Like when I said that Bruce Arena "sucks," he picked right up on that. Worse yet, I have to S-P-E-L-L even little everyday things now, because god forbid I take a S-H-O-W-E-R without letting him get in the T-U-B and stand under the W-A-T-E-R.