Today is old lady check day. You know what that means. I was out of coffee, so Lis and I went early and got coffee and donuts and shit. The old lady came out in the driveway and threw a hissy because she was waiting for her GD meal on wheels. She can't understand that I can go get coffee and come back for her later. It pisses her off if I drive my car without her in it. Fuck her too. I got my coffee.
I came back here to wait on her and the Internet cable went out. I went over to her house to see if her stuff was out and she had her precious TV on. She looked up at me and says, real snotty, "Oh, you don't have your fancy COM-PUUUU-TER, ha ha." I said, I'm glad you think it's funny. Then the TV cable went out. Ha ha. She went ballistic and put in a crazy old lady call to the cable company. She wouldn't stop calling them and yelling. Within thirty minutes, there was a guy up on the pole. And we live in the middle of nowhere. They must have gotten tired of her mouth.
The thing to do, if you're a normal person, would be to turn off the tv and go do your running, like we always do on check day. But, nooooo. She preferred to call the cable company like a lunatic and wait for her stupid meal on wheels. I made coffee and worked on a new header. I was fine. When she got the stupid meal, she looked at it and said, 'I don't like this." And she put it on the back porch for the coons. Then she strolls over and tells me she's ready to go. My coffee had just got done. I know there's no stopping her, so I put some in a go cup and left. Lissa was in a mood, eye rolling and acting like a jerk. I couldn't blame her. Waiting around for the old lady is hard on you.
Were done grocery shopping and we carried in 500 pounds of crap for her. I'm on a break. It's fucking hot. Now she wants to go find price stickers for her endless garage sale. She'll bitch forever until I do it. That's my day. Spent in a hot car with a grouchy kid. How's yours?
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Stuck in a cold office with a grouchy boss....
Right? How stupid are those stick figures on the backs of giant SUVs that have the actual name of each family member, including the kids' names, printed clear as day for all to see? Including kidnappers and molesters? Seriously stupid.
http://www.amazon.com/Your-Stick-Family-Delicious-T-Rex/dp/B00CXYVKKA
Sorry, Mary, but, at least it's cold. And yeah on the stick stuff. Dear perv, here is my kids name so you can call them.
Anon, I aint spending money on it, when I can paint it in 10 minutes.
The stick families are stupid. And you're right - they always do take up 2 parking spaces and are so unaware of everything around them.
I'm having a crappy couple of days. I went to Target yesterday to get some new clothes for summer. Realized that my ass is on par with Kim K. I haven't been this big since right after Baby Billy was born. I knew I had gained weight but didn't realize how much. Now I'm mad at myself and sick that I have to work hard to get it off when I worked so hard to get it off after the baby was born.
And speaking of baby, he is a terrible two nightmare. He has been awful today. We went out to lunch and he screamed and threw things and we had to leave. After his nap, he threw a 30 minute tantrum including throwing toys, rolling around on the ground, and screaming and crying. He would follow me from room to room doing this. And he's a big 2 year old - 40lbs. He's almost impossible to manage. The smallest thing will set him off. I'm dying over here. Time out doesn't work.
I like the decal! Locally, the stick figures seem to be falling out of favor. I see a lot of outlines of hand grenades, though. All different colors.
I'm sorry your day is crummy.
Mine has not been too much fun, either. I completed the violence hospital course this morning, and then Costco shopped. Now I am queasy thinking about having to go over to my mom's and sort through things with my sister in about 10-15 minutes. It is hard, as I miss my mom, and my sister and brother's take on her stuff is different than mine. My BIL is trying to be a part of the negotiations for stuff (he went alone and did whatever he wanted when it was his relative, but he keeps trying to stir things up here), my brother is living in the house, as caretaker, and has taken a lot of the expensive stuff, and he allowed his ex-wife to "look through" the house while he was working on her car (before my sister and I had looked through things). She has since been trying to shame us into giving her things. She got away with a few things, some of them have value, but she is not coming back. The whole thing has been very upsetting. I didn't get to sleep until after 2:30 this morning, and had to be at class (45 minutes away) at 8:00. I'm whiny. Just dreading this, and we are no-where near done.
I'm sorry your mom is right next door where she can watch you and Lissa, and try to control your comings and goings.
::::raising my glass of Kool-aid:::: Here's to better days!
Christina
My mum liked going to shopping malls and I totally detest them. Towards the end of her days of mobility I tried leaving her in a coffee shop while I raced around picking up some groceries. She walked really slowly by then and there was no point in taking her with me. But leaving her to a coffee came to an end when she fainted. There followed the next dimension of horror to our shopping mall trips when she took to fainting in the deepest most remote parts of the mall. Where you couldn't communicate with the ambulance service due to the noise and it was almost impossible to explain exactly where we were, even the shopkeepers didn't know where they were. And of course, then a crowd would gather. I still can't go into a large shopping mall. Total panick attack material for me.
I spent my day in my garden digging up and relocating invasive "annuals" blue and red salvia and nemesia so I could fit in my zinnias. The blue salvia grew everywhere.
I have an oblong window box and a bucket filled to the brim with leftovers. I guess I'll use a few in my porch and patio planters. I hope I can pass some off on my neighbor and maybe plant the rest in the alley next to the garage. Even though it irritates the shit out of me with how invasive it is, I can't stand to pull something up and let it die. It amazes me that anything came back considering the winter we had.
Every muscle is hurting and my back is fried. Time for a tub soak.
BTW every year this bitch across the street waits for me to plant my garden and tries to copy it. Every year she fails Bwahahaha. She watches my every move in the garden. She has a huge tree on her front lawn and she gets NO sunlight. I get full sun. She waited and copied my Christmas decorations right down to the red bows on my railings.
I saw that sticker for the first time a few weeks ago, gave me a good laugh.
The other family stickers are a menu for pervs.
Erin, I am sending you good energy. I just lit a candle for you and Billy. I know what you mean about hard to handle. Gabe went through that stage where I couldn't watch him because I wasn't strong enough to control him. It passes. I swear it does. As for you, you are beautiful and will only get more beautiful. I am still sending you good energy.
Cristina, I feel your pain. When my son died, my idiot mother let his wife, who was living with another guy, go through my son's things. I was so mad. She took and sold stuff that should have been Alissa's. I don't even care if she reads this. It was a shit bag move. So, I know how you feel. Your brother's wife is a shit bag. I am sending you calming energy.
Lia, I understand that. I hate malls too. I don't know what the draw is to those places. I hate crowds and the energy level from all the people in them makes me physically sick. I'm so glad there isn't one here for 80 miles. Al the stores are too expensive anyhow. It's just a cluster fuck of madness.
Pan, I SO wish I lived near you so I could adopt some of your Salvia. I lost what little I had to the awful Winter. I know how you feel about not destroying them though. I am having the same deal here with Snow On The Mountain everywhere. I keep hauling wheelbarrows of it to re-plant at the fence line. It's beautiful, but, it just takes over my gardens.
Crazy neighbor bitch can't copy you if she's in shade! What a dumb bitch. Hasn't she heard of Hosta and Impatients?? That's absurd. Take pic of her garden and yours when it gets good and send them to me. I would LOVE to see that shit.
Beth, they are, aren't they? Besides that, they just grind me. I don't know why. I think because people pretend they're all the perfect family when in reality most of them are as fucked up as my family. They also advertise mommy blogs and when I go to them, they're retarded. Not one intelligent though, so why put it on your car??
My daughter keeps seeing a stick family car with the dad missing now. And it notates they are seeking replacement. It's a crack up. That one I would enjoy. Another one she sees is just the man. Nobody else. Too funny. Maybe he should hook up with the one with the missing man? Lol.
I have a zombie family on my back window. And a Pantera sticker. I like them both. I took my mom for groceries today. Sometimes I throw condoms or lube in her cart when she's lot looking. Makes check-out very entertaining :)
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