Things have slowed down,
... a bit.
There are still cookies to frost and presents to wrap and noses to wipe. My God, the noses! Will we ever get over this cold?
And my house is a filthy, sticky, disgusting mess.
My laundry is mounting higher and higher. What ever I DO get washed, sits in the basket, wrinkling so badly, I'll have to wash it again in order to wear it.
I am making one Christmas present, myself. It is for BzBiff and BzBiff? You might not get it until 2007. We'll make it a Happy New Year present! It's something I've done in the past but completely lost patience with since. I have also discovered that I know a few more bad words than I used to. It's the thought that counts, right? You better fucking LOVE it. Blood, sweat and no tears, but a lot of grumbling and cursing.
So, the Christmas party was good. I almost beat down Merce's boyfriend for saying terrible things to her and then calling me a fucking bitch. Granted, I am, but said in that tone and at that moment, well, it was slightly the wrong thing to say. (Also fueled by a shot of Crown and two of Hot Damn, I wasn't putting up with his shit. ) I won't go off on him because in real life, I do that too much, anyway. Apparently, I am stressed by the situation.
Anyway, Christmas is almost here and all I want is for my family to be together. That includes Victor and by proxy, his girlfriend.
Merce's husband or ex or separated or whatever he is, was supposed to come and get the kids, but his appendix burst and he's out of commission for a while. I'm sad and missing him. It's hard that he is sick and so far away. For some reason, I've never grown out of wanting to take care of him like family. I don't think I ever will. When I think of him, I always think of how he has been a part of all of the big things in my life. The marriage, the divorce, the coupledom with Jake and the birth of the boy. And he was always there with his great big, happy smile and contagious laugh. He's the polar opposite of myself, color wise, but in my heart of hearts, he's blood. I miss him.
I hope to get on here and update again soon. Not a lot going on right at the moment, but I am sure I can find something to bitch about!
** Edited to add: I KNEW there was something I was leaving out!!!
I got the card in the mail today. It was clearing me for the cervical abnormalities. The last checkup after the LEEP and it was clear \:D/ <<-- Lori, dancing in Elaine-like fashion.
So, the next time I go in, will be for just the normal, annual Pap, instead of having my cervix butchered!!!
There are still cookies to frost and presents to wrap and noses to wipe. My God, the noses! Will we ever get over this cold?
And my house is a filthy, sticky, disgusting mess.
My laundry is mounting higher and higher. What ever I DO get washed, sits in the basket, wrinkling so badly, I'll have to wash it again in order to wear it.
I am making one Christmas present, myself. It is for BzBiff and BzBiff? You might not get it until 2007. We'll make it a Happy New Year present! It's something I've done in the past but completely lost patience with since. I have also discovered that I know a few more bad words than I used to. It's the thought that counts, right? You better fucking LOVE it. Blood, sweat and no tears, but a lot of grumbling and cursing.
So, the Christmas party was good. I almost beat down Merce's boyfriend for saying terrible things to her and then calling me a fucking bitch. Granted, I am, but said in that tone and at that moment, well, it was slightly the wrong thing to say. (Also fueled by a shot of Crown and two of Hot Damn, I wasn't putting up with his shit. ) I won't go off on him because in real life, I do that too much, anyway. Apparently, I am stressed by the situation.
Anyway, Christmas is almost here and all I want is for my family to be together. That includes Victor and by proxy, his girlfriend.
Merce's husband or ex or separated or whatever he is, was supposed to come and get the kids, but his appendix burst and he's out of commission for a while. I'm sad and missing him. It's hard that he is sick and so far away. For some reason, I've never grown out of wanting to take care of him like family. I don't think I ever will. When I think of him, I always think of how he has been a part of all of the big things in my life. The marriage, the divorce, the coupledom with Jake and the birth of the boy. And he was always there with his great big, happy smile and contagious laugh. He's the polar opposite of myself, color wise, but in my heart of hearts, he's blood. I miss him.
I hope to get on here and update again soon. Not a lot going on right at the moment, but I am sure I can find something to bitch about!
** Edited to add: I KNEW there was something I was leaving out!!!
I got the card in the mail today. It was clearing me for the cervical abnormalities. The last checkup after the LEEP and it was clear \:D/ <<-- Lori, dancing in Elaine-like fashion.
So, the next time I go in, will be for just the normal, annual Pap, instead of having my cervix butchered!!!
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