Sunday, May 8, 2011
Friday, May 6, 2011
Just... blah.
How is it already May? Two seconds ago it was Christmas. Why is this year going so fast?
I'm not looking forward to summer. I hate the heat and the bees and the lack of air conditioning.
We went furniture shopping a couple weeks ago. The couch we got wasn't expected back in the store until May... but they got it within the week. We were planning on May... so we could get the living room ready. We pushed out our delivery day until this Saturday. Our living room is better, but still not ready. I hate junk.
Someone broke the front passenger window of mom's 4runner yesterday. As if we didn't already have enough problems with that car. Thanks a whole lot to whoever thought it would be a super awesome idea to shatter a window. Completely appreciate it.
I'm not a fan of doing dishes. I'm gonna have to do some when I get home. I don't think there are any ways around it. Stupid dishes... clean yourselves!
Pretty much right around the corner is mom's surgery on her foot. I just hope it turns out ok and everything wrong in there get's fixed. For at least... hmm... two weeks? I'll be her slave around the house. I need to plan some meals and get a good shopping list made for a shopping trip right before the surgery. Who knows when we'll be able to get a GOOD grocery shopping trip in after her surgery. Fun times.
I had an adorable pet bed for my cat Cocoa. After we had to put her down last July, I tried getting my other pets to use it. Doohickey will sleep in paper bags, empty baskets, in sinks, on top of shoes... but a pet bed is too bland. (Unless it's a squishy plush one on the table next to moms sewing machine.) Ezie would only lay on it for a few minutes while she chewed a toy. Brodie seemed the most interested... but only if it was built up with cozy blankets. And the appeal seemed to wear off quickly. The point to all this babble is, I finally had to part with something that had been Cocoa's. I don't understand how it's been nearly a year already. I still cried a little putting the pet bed in the donation box. It sucked.
I'm really tired. And I'm hungry for unhealthy food that I really shouldn't eat. Super.
Because of something said at a board meeting, I've been hurt and a little insulted and annoyed. I no longer feel welcome to even LOOK in the direction of this computer. Mom's work computer. That being said, I haven't been interested for two weeks to come along and hang around the church. But I got distracted last night and well, I was awake this morning... so I might as well be here, right? It's just mom and a sweet old lady here this morning. No cranky-pants people making me feel bad for being on the computer. Sooo yep. That was a slightly pointless ramble.
If anyone wants to get me a laptop, my half birthday is next month.
I'm not looking forward to summer. I hate the heat and the bees and the lack of air conditioning.
We went furniture shopping a couple weeks ago. The couch we got wasn't expected back in the store until May... but they got it within the week. We were planning on May... so we could get the living room ready. We pushed out our delivery day until this Saturday. Our living room is better, but still not ready. I hate junk.
Someone broke the front passenger window of mom's 4runner yesterday. As if we didn't already have enough problems with that car. Thanks a whole lot to whoever thought it would be a super awesome idea to shatter a window. Completely appreciate it.
I'm not a fan of doing dishes. I'm gonna have to do some when I get home. I don't think there are any ways around it. Stupid dishes... clean yourselves!
Pretty much right around the corner is mom's surgery on her foot. I just hope it turns out ok and everything wrong in there get's fixed. For at least... hmm... two weeks? I'll be her slave around the house. I need to plan some meals and get a good shopping list made for a shopping trip right before the surgery. Who knows when we'll be able to get a GOOD grocery shopping trip in after her surgery. Fun times.
I had an adorable pet bed for my cat Cocoa. After we had to put her down last July, I tried getting my other pets to use it. Doohickey will sleep in paper bags, empty baskets, in sinks, on top of shoes... but a pet bed is too bland. (Unless it's a squishy plush one on the table next to moms sewing machine.) Ezie would only lay on it for a few minutes while she chewed a toy. Brodie seemed the most interested... but only if it was built up with cozy blankets. And the appeal seemed to wear off quickly. The point to all this babble is, I finally had to part with something that had been Cocoa's. I don't understand how it's been nearly a year already. I still cried a little putting the pet bed in the donation box. It sucked.
I'm really tired. And I'm hungry for unhealthy food that I really shouldn't eat. Super.
Because of something said at a board meeting, I've been hurt and a little insulted and annoyed. I no longer feel welcome to even LOOK in the direction of this computer. Mom's work computer. That being said, I haven't been interested for two weeks to come along and hang around the church. But I got distracted last night and well, I was awake this morning... so I might as well be here, right? It's just mom and a sweet old lady here this morning. No cranky-pants people making me feel bad for being on the computer. Sooo yep. That was a slightly pointless ramble.
If anyone wants to get me a laptop, my half birthday is next month.
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