Sunday's Outing
OMG. I am a week ahead of myself in my planner!!! I have a pampered chef party that I thought was tomorrow. OOOOPPSSS!
Well, glad you're at work today (for us ~ not necessarily you)! and I will see you next weekend.
DUHHH! . . . and I just highlighted my hair, blonder! LOL Probably didn't need to do that, or I could say . . . that explains it!
Well, glad you're at work today (for us ~ not necessarily you)! and I will see you next weekend.
DUHHH! . . . and I just highlighted my hair, blonder! LOL Probably didn't need to do that, or I could say . . . that explains it!
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Lisa Z.
When we believe, all things are possible!
Not really the rain, because that cancels softball tonight. Hmmm......where to start? Last night, my brother's only working toilet was FULL OF **** and overflowed. Through the ceiling, into the laundry room basement. It finally went down, but wouldn't flush. It was a total, horrific mess. KB couldn't get baths for school, so I went over to pick them up and take them to my house to shower and possibly spend the night. Then, Tia had the bright idea to call their "mother figure," who is pissed because she's got to take care of her own children. I just thought it made more sense because they have more of their things at her apartment than at my house. So she comes slamming into my brother's house, the kids are upset, thinking it's THEIR fault, the "adults" and I use that term loosely, get into it, the bathroom REEKS!!! Should I continue????
I get home last night, my father's *****ing because "KB use too much toilet paper." Okay, so they probably do, but what's the point in getting pissed about it now???? THEN, he gets even more pissed and starts yelling at me because my brother's house is somewhat of a wreck (his opinion), and he doesn't want his plumber friend to come to the house with it looking like that. Keep in mind that my brother's been working 6 days a week, 12-15 hours a day, so there's precious little time to breathe, let alone clean. So Dad goes to bed pissed at ME now (guess it was my turn), and doesn't speak to me this a.m. at ALL.
Then I get to the SB close to work, thinking I'd buy myself some liquid comfort, and voila! CLOSED. W T F?????
Then I get to work, and the lil old boss says, "Did you let them take the old copier?" "Um, yeah." "Why?" "Because Quartermaster called and said so!" So HE'S pissed because he doesn't like the new copier because it's smarter than him. And all of his drama occurs before I've even got my key in the door!!!!!
I think that pretty much sums it up. On the bright side, Dad just called, he used an auger (sp?), and got the toilet unclogged, and is, apparently, speaking to me again.
And I already HAD my dental appointment for this week - thankyouverymuch!
Anything else????? A sharp stick in my eye? Hand in a blender? Sliding down a pile of razor blades into a pool of alcohol!! Thanks for letting me unload!!! LOL!!! Sorry you asked, huh???
I get home last night, my father's *****ing because "KB use too much toilet paper." Okay, so they probably do, but what's the point in getting pissed about it now???? THEN, he gets even more pissed and starts yelling at me because my brother's house is somewhat of a wreck (his opinion), and he doesn't want his plumber friend to come to the house with it looking like that. Keep in mind that my brother's been working 6 days a week, 12-15 hours a day, so there's precious little time to breathe, let alone clean. So Dad goes to bed pissed at ME now (guess it was my turn), and doesn't speak to me this a.m. at ALL.
Then I get to the SB close to work, thinking I'd buy myself some liquid comfort, and voila! CLOSED. W T F?????
Then I get to work, and the lil old boss says, "Did you let them take the old copier?" "Um, yeah." "Why?" "Because Quartermaster called and said so!" So HE'S pissed because he doesn't like the new copier because it's smarter than him. And all of his drama occurs before I've even got my key in the door!!!!!
I think that pretty much sums it up. On the bright side, Dad just called, he used an auger (sp?), and got the toilet unclogged, and is, apparently, speaking to me again.
And I already HAD my dental appointment for this week - thankyouverymuch!
Anything else????? A sharp stick in my eye? Hand in a blender? Sliding down a pile of razor blades into a pool of alcohol!! Thanks for letting me unload!!! LOL!!! Sorry you asked, huh???