OR did you even notice I was gone?
What an extremely busy weekend. I cannot even say if it was fun or not yet! I haven;t been able to unwind for five seconds.
Well I guess I am now, but this is the first time I have been able to sit still for a minute! See. My husbands sisters all hate me, and they decided that becuase I have been waiting for ten years to find out What happens to Harry, they should all come down and visit. So I got my book, and read the first bit, maybe two hundred pages and then I had to spend the whole day sipping coffee in an air conditioned house and eating excellent food.
Now you see why I don’t know if it was fun? I finally got to finish the book. I had to read it after everyone had gone to bed. Don;t ask me what happens, I won’t tell.
Tomorrow we are supposed to get temperatures in the 120 range. This is OK for me, I will be back in the air conditioned house with the coffee sipping sisters an the great food, so I won’t feel it.
Feel free to feel bad for The Husband. He’s a welder and it’s too hot on cool days for him. He is pretty prone to heat exhaustion, and heat stroke, so I hope he has lots of chances to have a great big drink of ice cold anything!
I know that this is a rather disjointed post, but you have to understand how tired and hot and sticky I am . I want nothing more than to hide in a cold shower with a fudgesicle and a cup of coffee!
There is a new post up at Rainbow Mans Blawg. I typed it as he dictated it. (be prepared for run on sentances)
Also. 513 new feeds in bloglines? WTF people. I leave for a day or two and you all decided to explode with information???
It’s going to be a long long night
Waiting in line for this:
Leave a message at the beep!
Heh. guess who was first in line and will not discuss an pushing and shoving that may or may not have occurred to protect her spot in line.
Right now I am listening to the Hackers sound track. Shaddup! One of our kids was named after the main character. And no. His given name isn’t Zero Cool.
Yes. My new iPod came in the mail today! We hooked it up and started it charging and then took off to a most splendid back yard Birthday Party! The little girl I babysit turns three on the 23rd, but her parents were going out of town, so the party was today.
I have only one regret and that was not bringing my camera. See, they have a pool, a big-ish pool. About two feel deep, but the kids fell in love immediately. I’m pretty sure I saw my son kissing it. When it was time to go I got the two older boys out easy enough. They asked Why and I said ‘cus I’m the mom I get to make the rules.
Blue boy got out muttering something about how when he is the mom kids will get to play foooor-evher!
Stuperman though. He’s quite the card. He knew I wasn’t going in the pool becuase I had repeatedly asked them to stop splashing me immediately, so help me god!
I asked the little bugger to get out and he moved to the other side of the pool. I walked around and he moved again. He started giggling “you cant get me! Come get me!” We circled the pool a few times before he realized that if he just plunked his wet little butt in the middle of the pool, he was safe.
It’s OK. I got him. Moms always win. Even if they have to get wet to do it!
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Has everyone seen the photos of Paris Hilton floating around the net today? The ones where she and her dog are both dressed up in leopard print … articles of uhm. Well you can’t call it clothing..
Anyway. Is this proof that people end up with pets who look like their owners? Because while Tigger doesn’t look like any of us, thanks to the miracle of razors, some days she acts just like me.
At her last veterinary appointment, we were told she was overweight. We tried to argue that she was just big boned, but the Doc wasn’t buying it. Too bad… I had a bridge to sell…
When we got home, still disgusted with the Quack* of a doctor we had seen, we started to notice that Tigger was now unable to hop up to the bed. Or the couch. or uhm. Her feet.
I was OK with it becuase her dragging belly meant that there was no longer any need for me to sweep.
Regardless, The Husband decided it was time to cut off the all you can eat kibble buffet.
We switched to feeding her the stinky wet stuff at twelve and twelve.
At about eleven, both AM and PM, Tigger starts crying and pacing and biting our ankles. I’m pretty sure she thinks she is going to starve to death if we didn’t drop whatever the hell we insignificant humans might be doing and feed her dammit! By the time each 12:00 shows up on the clock I am ready to tape her mouth shut.
I laughed So. Hard. today at noon, when she ran full tilt into the pantry door as I tried to get it open to feed her. She tried to pretend nothing had happened by turning her back to me and licking her ass, But I saw. I SAW YOU TIGGER! You are a disgrace to the cat family. Always land on their feet my ass!
But I am pretty sure she was laughing at me just now when I smashed my nose bloody opening the fridge just now in search of chocolate.
Don’t worry. I found the chocolate.
- My granny told me she has some sort of mystery gift for me. A gift that causes people to giggle when they speak of it. But she won’t tell me what it is nor will she give out hints. She said I have to come out and get it.
And I will, but the earliest I can make it is The beginning of August.
Anyone want to tell me what it is or at least throw me a hint?
- Guess What! I’m turning into a worse Paid Blogging Whore than even Fab! I started a new blog for PPP, becuase I can get better money with my own domain. If y’all wanna link the shit out of http://where-was-i.com/ I’d really appreciate it. Also. If you know of places I should be joining to get a better page rank, can you tell me that too?
We just took the garbage out to the back alley. I help carry it as far as the first back gate, then I refuse to go any further because while the big hairy spiders hide in the fence during the heat of the day, they are all out at night and I cannot bring myself to pass by them.
I laughed when the husband walked face first into a huge web though.
On the way back into the house I noticed that while the neighbors have no lights on in the house and are obviously fast asleep in their little beds, they front door is gaping wiiiide open. I’m not worried about them being robbed, the chances of this happening in our little town are minuscule. What worries me is that they have a baby girl, about 18 months old. What if she sleeps with her door open and wakes up before mom and dad and goes outside?
What if something happens to her?
But my neighbors are mean bastards. The not only let their boys be mean to mine, they teach them too. I have tired repeatedly to talk to the mom, but due to the fact I wear pants, cut my hair, have tattoos, etc., she pretends she doesn’t hear a word I say.
I can’t just walk over and shut their door. If they caught me they would freak. They are totally the type to call the cops on me for trespassing.
I’m between a rock and a hard place.
