Hello, and all that stuff.
Hello,
Well, Monday was my birthday. I drove down to Ft. Lauderdale and went to the bariatriceating store. I saw Miss Dolly there. She said she moved there from West Virginia, and is now there full-time. I got several things, and she gave me a couple of freebies for my birthday. My son was with me and he sung her the Oscar Myer Bologna song.
I came back home yesterday, from going down there and visiting my mom. My husband had called me at the end of the day, on Monday, and gave me the most tepid of "Happy Birthday". Grrr. He started a fight with me about me not letting him have something of mine, and not wanting to fork over $100 to get him one of the memory foam bed things, too. (Like we have ANY extra money with me not too long out of the hospital) Today I started my period, and I'm sure he'll blame the arguement on that, when he was the only one yelling ( I call it pouting, since he wasn't getting his own way). I love the man, but grow up already.
To all those who have read, sorry for the tangent, and whining, but gotta get my fustration out somehow.
Sasha, one of my kittens, just hopped up on my lap, and is demanding to be pet.
TTYL,
Eleathia