I've been eating low carb for 3 or 4 days now. I want Taco Bell so bad. ;(
Day 12 for me. I had lunch with a friend at a Mexican restaurant. I had to keep a napkin pressed to my mouth to keep from drooling on the nachos basket.
Does it seem like it's true that people either have 11's wrinkles or Shar Peis (on the forehead) but not both? I just have Shar Peis. Maybe I should do a poll.
Dd is on her way home from xmil's because she is pukey. Ds is coughing so hard he's gagging. I'm trying to catch ds's cold. I should probably go to bed as soon as dd gets home. I think it's going to be a long night.
Post by themoneytree on Apr 17, 2015 23:32:24 GMT -5
We made it to Boston. I'm wiped out, but haven't had any bathroom action since this morning. Fingers crossed for a smooth night and that I feel fully recovered by tomorrow. We're going to Concord to see the house where Little Women was written and then getting pedis. : )
I am listening to lots of Tori Amos and am pretty sure that this is what made me awesome when I was younger. I predict that I will wake up tomorrow either super empowered or embarrassed about about whatever I texted to whomever tonight.
I'll cross post a little from an SO thread. I realize most of you don't really know much about my "relationship" so, take what you want from this. I'm bored. So I'm watching "That Awkward Moment" thinking it would be a fun dude-centric chick flick. Except I feel like it's telling my story. And it fucking sucks. Stupid movie. Short premise of what I mean (up to where I'm at least): Dude is kind of a player, though he is super honest about it. Cuts girls loose when they start asking "so...where is this going" Until he meets this fun, funny, smart girl. Then of course, he likes her, but being kind of a douche, he doesn't want to admit it. Basically plays boyfriend, without actually doing it...but then, shit gets real when the girls dad dies, so he has to be all supportive, and wants to be because he like the girl, but he is a duck and can't be there for her...and that's about where I am. I'm going to guess he dumps her soon, though they will end up together. I find this ironic, mostly because I've been thinking of cutting Vegas loose. Fuck you, stupid Zac Efron movie.
I'm a bit stoned and Aunt Flo is visiting so I have EMOTIONS!1! Right now.
Excuse the randomness...and the length. (See above for reasons, lol)
Watching Portlandia, haven't watched this in a while. Previously, I was distracting my H so he'd listen to my funny story. I know I ramble sometimes, but JESUS, dude. Fucking Ipad.
I just cut the shit out of the pad of my thumb on an aluminum foil wrapper while eating the boys' leftover Easter candy. This has karma written all over it.
I'm starting to wonder if I'm going to be able to find a place to rent that is in the area I want, in my price range, that allows pets. I have a month, but all I'm getting are no's. :/
I just finished my second fundraiser in two weeks, third in less than two months. We had a movie night where about 300 people showed and sold about $600 in concessions. Our overhead projector isn't working so we had to do a special set-up that wasn't working properly as of this afternoon, but I got it going before the show was supposed to start, thank goodness.
I'm letting DD2 babysit the girls tomorrow. She's supposed to do it at my house but her friend is going to a park and having a birthday party so I'm going to check out her friend's house and plans for tomorrow and if it seems on the up-and-up I'll let her do it there, since there will be swimming and playing at the park involved, and from what I understand a birthday party something or other. Sounds more fun than keeping them here. But DD2 is trying to pull the "I haven't had them on my own for two years. I only get to babysit, not parent..." and I was like "whoa, hold up, you don't parent. You have fun and play and visit." The girls want to see her. We'll see how it goes. Wish us all luck.
Does it seem like it's true that people either have 11's wrinkles or Shar Peis (on the forehead) but not both? I just have Shar Peis. Maybe I should do a poll.
DH is in Florida. He sent me a pic of the view of the sunset over the Gulf from his deck. I called him a jerk and sent him a picture of the view from my deck...the neighbor's house and the construction down the street. He's now lounging around the pool at his mom's house. Again, jerk.
I've been eating low carb for 3 or 4 days now. I want Taco Bell so bad. ;(
Day 12 for me. I had lunch with a friend at a Mexican restaurant. I had to keep a napkin pressed to my mouth to keep from drooling on the nachos basket.
Diabetes. I'm supposed to eat that bland shit for the rest of my life.
My random is that my H may get back into the country just in time for me to murder him. We're getting ready for a cross-country move for his job, doing a bunch of expensive repairs on our house in order to sell it, and I've gone on a total spending freeze in anticipation of being unemployed for an indefinite period of time. Tonight UPS dropped off a Costco package on our doorstep. It had my name on it, so I opened it half expecting that it might have been a belated birthday present from a family member. Nope. It was a $1200 laptop, apparently billed to our credit card (per Costco customer service) a few days ago. It's exactly the type of laptop that H was talking about wanting for video games a few weeks ago in spite of the fact that he has a brand new Mac laptop that was $$$ back in January.
RAGE.
We do not have $1200 to drop on random toys right now. The only reasonable explanation I can think of is that he might have broken his own laptop while on this trip and bought this one to replace it. Which, no. Sorry. You don't get to spend over a thousand dollars while I feel guilty about buying a new pair of $50 jeans because mine have holes in them.
OMG, I am so angry at him right now.
What is stopping you from sending it back? I certainly would.
H and I had the brilliant idea to have sex before we made dinner and watched a movie, but we passed out right after and never ate dinner. And the dogs never went out, poor things. I'm debating waking them. I'm also debating finishing off the bag of kettle chips in the kitchen. Although now I really want tator tots.
Does it seem like it's true that people either have 11's wrinkles or Shar Peis (on the forehead) but not both? I just have Shar Peis. Maybe I should do a poll.
My random is that my H may get back into the country just in time for me to murder him. We're getting ready for a cross-country move for his job, doing a bunch of expensive repairs on our house in order to sell it, and I've gone on a total spending freeze in anticipation of being unemployed for an indefinite period of time. Tonight UPS dropped off a Costco package on our doorstep. It had my name on it, so I opened it half expecting that it might have been a belated birthday present from a family member. Nope. It was a $1200 laptop, apparently billed to our credit card (per Costco customer service) a few days ago. It's exactly the type of laptop that H was talking about wanting for video games a few weeks ago in spite of the fact that he has a brand new Mac laptop that was $$$ back in January.
RAGE.
We do not have $1200 to drop on random toys right now. The only reasonable explanation I can think of is that he might have broken his own laptop while on this trip and bought this one to replace it. Which, no. Sorry. You don't get to spend over a thousand dollars while I feel guilty about buying a new pair of $50 jeans because mine have holes in them.
OMG, I am so angry at him right now.
What is stopping you from sending it back? I certainly would.
It arrived after my kids were in bed last night, and Costco isn't open yet this morning. It is absolutely going back today, though.