nobody home
>> Thursday, May 29, 2008
Feeling kind of apathetic, kind of dismal. I'm in a foggy funk. I want out.
face paint, waterfalls, oh my.
>> Sunday, May 18, 2008
I had such a fabulous weekend. My husband and I went to the Renaissance Fair on Saturday while my mother-in-law so kindly watched the baby. The weather couldn't have been friendlier - sunshine and slight breezes. I had my face painted with fantasy swirls to match my necklace and tank top. We shared a sundae, saw pirates, rode in ship swing buckets and laughed.
On our drive home, we stopped off at High Falls for a few pictures since it was getting late and the park would cl
ose soon. But it was enough to steal a few hugs and take in the sheer beauty of the green grass, evening wind and calming sound of a rushing waterfall.
I'm totally thankful for my weekend off work, I need to plan more of these. I feel revitalized.
a poisonous sweet sixteen
>> Wednesday, May 14, 2008
My niece, Brit, turned 16 yesterday. Her 'wow' surprise from me was a Bret Micheals cake. Granted, Brit (sadly!) doesn't know a single word to a Poison song, but thanks to VH1's reality TV, she fell in love with Bret this past season by watching "Rock of Love". I also realize he's like forty-something and she's sixteen but she's only going to turn sixteen once, plus I'm the coolest aunt ever. So.. I had to also live vicariously through her and do the whole get-super-excited-thing and plan and do a rock star cake. It came out so seriously awesome, and she loved it.
We had a great time last night filled with Target clearance racks, Chinese food, and yummy cake. I can't believe how grown up she is. I am truly thankful for her.
people are strange
>> Sunday, May 11, 2008
I've just gotta say, I do not want random strangers knocking at my door. This makes me edgy, uncomfortable, and nervous. I hear a knock and instantly get this horrible image of masked men barraging into my house and attacking me. So when I get a random Jehovah's witness or a Mormon knocking on my doors on Sundays, I freak. I still freak, even though it's probably a nice lady with a pamphlet in her hand on a mission.
Oh, or how about when the guys pull up in their old pick-ups asking to mow my lawn? Want to talk about creepy? Because peeping out my blinds all I see is the middle-aged scruffy creepy man? I don't like it! Stay away unless I ask for your help - please, please. I'm a paranoid bird. You people make me cringe. Call me unwelcoming, inhospitable. Call me irrational and paranoid. I suppose I am all of those adjectives. That's just me.
Today is Mother's Day - lots of love to all of the mommies (and everyone else!)
I had to work an all-night shift last night, then again tonight. Boo! I have to give my gratitude to the great stockers though, who wished me a Happy Mommy's Day as soon as the clock struck midnight. I work with a few really good guys.
I got to spend a few hours with my little buster this morning before taking him to my mother in law's place so I can nap. There's nothing like cuddling in bed with him after we've both just woken up. We're like two birds in a nest, keeping warm and close. I'm so glad I'm his mommy.
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