I am feeling chatty, but since I have recently discovered that I am a hermit, there is no one to speak to other then the baby and the cats. And they do not laugh at my very lame attempts at humor. In case you are wondering the older children think I am crazy and rarely listen to a word I say, I can hold their attention for about ten seconds if I am holding something that contains loads of sugar or cash. I can get 30 seconds if I am holding both.
When I got married to my Joffy, I ended a relationship with Hellman’s Mayo. It was all about the budget, Why buy Miracle Whip and Hellman’s, waste of money, or so I thought. Then I had a sandwhich last year with Hellman’s and I almost cried*. I had been eating the nastiest stuff on the planet and I was done!
I am eating a burger with tons of Hellman and Ketchup! Yum!
Joff has been working so much lately, when he came in to tuck the kids in the other night Caleb said bye instead of goodnight. Tonight he is off to the Special Olympics and he will not be home till tomorrow, possibly Tuesday. I hope he comes home tomorrow. Because the babies have a dental appointment Tuesday morning and I hate dental appointments even if they are not mine. I am extremely romantic. I tell Joff all the time how I could not live without him. Who would do the dishes?
My poor Joffy.
Funny how when I have so much to say I find myself without words.
*I cried, it was in a little diner and I choked up. People were looking, I was all, Oh my, oh, oh, sniffle, sniffle, what magical ingredient has made this BLT heaven on earth, sniffle, sniffle, mmm. I moaned and made disgusting eating food noises and if I had not been me I would have been very humilated. But I was me, so it was all good. Oh so Good.
I survived. I survived three long miserable weeks of the flu, everyday was hell and I mean that, I have not felt that dead and utterly useless for a very, very, long time. But I survived and I feel a million times better, Joff and I went out to look at a van yesterday and… Continue reading The other side.
Zombie. But not the fun, shuffling kind. More like a couch potato zombie. Without the couch and potato. I make so much sense. There are seven children that demand my attention, but I am full up. Exhausted, sick, miserable. I drag myself through the day, trying to be happy for my kids, trying to be… Continue reading Every day I’m shufflin’
I want that, you know like the moose crossing signs, but for crazy people. I want one. Although, most crazy people are really the normal people and the normal people are just ignorant of the fact that they are the crazy people. Got that? I wrote three posts over the last two days. They were… Continue reading Crazy People Crossing.
I wrote yesterday, for reals and trues. I just happened to be writing after bedtime, my bedtime which is pretty darn late. Anywhoo I fell asleep on the keyboard and ended up with a draft that looked like an angry cat had tried to murder the keyboard. So I wrote about how I have decided… Continue reading I find my own shortcomings wildy entertaining.
Hello blank page. I purposefully avoided you yesterday. Because I am contrary. Today. I am too tired to be contrary. Here are your words, can I go to bed now? I cleaned today. After making muffins and sausage for breakfast. I do not make breakfast as a rule, so that is a feat in of… Continue reading The song that never ends…..
2011, you won’t be missed. As they say, in hindsight it was a good experiance, but I would never, ever do it again. 2012, I have zero tolerance for any more crap. 2011 was a pain in the butt and I will not have any misbehavior out of you. That is your first and final warning. K~