Misc. Stuff

Somehow my daughter pushed some buttons, and now everything is HUGE. Any ideas on how to fix that? Its causing some dizziness for me, and occasional blurred vision. I have to sit as far back as possible to write this and check email without falling out of my chair and nailing my chin on the desk. Fuck.
Last night I took the kids to the library to pick out some new books and a few for me. I haven't read a book for the pure pleasure of it since I was in the hospital having Jade- 5 months ago. I love to read. I'd rather read than do almost anything, but I've been too busy for it. So at the library, I told them they could play by the kid stuff while I picked out books and checked out. I grabbed the kids and started off for the door. My son says VERY loudly in the QUIET library " MOM- you didn't pay for these yet. We can't leave!" Me "SSHHHHHH, yes I already checked out, lets go" I was just a tad embarrassed at that point. I'm pulling them along, and he's dragging his feet, people are looking.. Max " MOM!(in his best stern voice) I DON'T THINK YOU ARE MAKING A WISE CHOICE RIGHT NOW!" Geez! I nearly had to show my 5 yr old the check out slip so he shush! Gotta love it when they try to put you in line. Goof ball- he's a good boy. At least now I know who I can't bring along on a car theft spree..
Today was a rather nice, boring, cold, lazy day. Perfect for laundry and reading. And magically, my children let me be for most of it. I love it when that happens. I'm looking fwd to tomorrow, my hubs is taking the day off to do nothing w/ me. I can't wait. It's been awhile since we've had a carefree-no-schedule-day. Those are the best!
Because I have nothing interesting to write about, I'll leave you w/ another ghetto neighbor story. Mr. Nasty has 2 roommates to help take care of his 4 children. The roommates are just as ghetto fabulous as he is. The male roommate spends all of his day drunk and muttering to himself and occasionally, smoking pot on the front porch~whaever. The other is a gal who talks WAY TOO MUCH, and is constantly trying to convince how much fun it would be to be her friend and take a walk w/ her... Pass. But anyway, Mr. Nasty likes to come over and talk to my hubs. My hubs is a really nice guy, and easy (target) to talk to. Hubs doesn't care for the guy either, but he doesn't walk away after a polite hello, he always gets suckered in to a conversation w/ Mr. Nasty. Hubs asked him about the roommates and what the deal was w/ them. The guy is a friend there to help out w/ paying the bills and the kids when Mr. N is at work. Nice choice of child care I might add.. But then he goes on to tell my hubs that the girl is an old friend, and he just lets her stay there for the occasional blow job. Uh... WTF? Why would you ever, ever say that out loud to another person, and one you don't know well enough to call friend either? This guy is wacky as hell. Gross. Oh, and he of course had to go into more detail about that as well. Classy...