I dug deep into afore mentioned troubled mind and only was able to come up with a few little snip-its of crap to write about...kind of a mish mosh mash post if you will.
My shingles are finally healing. Just in time for Vootz to bring home a wonderful cold to all of us.
Buzz jumped off the top bunk last night and landed his hip on the trundle frame and now has a lovely little bruise and a limp. I was waiting for the school to call today to find out who beat him. Not really, but you know when your kid gets a horrific bruise that thought always pops into mind. I did not have a lot of sympathy for my screaming, writhing in pain little monster because 1. He was suppose to be asleep not playing superman. 2. He has been told countless times that he cannot fly
Dub has started saying..."cracks me up to pieces" when he thinks something is funny. His new favorite joke is:
How we doin' taday? *through a giggle*
I'ne so funny I cracks me up to pieces *slaps his leg*
Rub had started saying something that "cracks me up to pieces"...He says, "silly ol me." or "silly ol' you" when something is said or done that is wrong. Like he put his shoes on the wrong feet today and when I told him he says, "oops, silly ol' me"
Vootz got a question wrong on a test he took the other day. I think, IMHO that it was correct but hey you tell me.
McDonald's French Fries are the best fast food french fries. FACT or OPINION
He answered FACT. It was marked wrong. Come on! We all know that it is a FACT! McDonald's does have the best french fries. Too bad we are boycotting them because of their Prop 8 Hating ways! Bye Bye fries, apple pies, sausage McGriddles and 69 cent diet Cokes! I will miss you. I might be able to fit into my jeans again soon, but I will miss you. Speaking of jeans, I can say good bye to Levi's too. What's up with these big companies fighting prop 8? I wish I could boycott PG&E!
As for other news, the transmission went out in JC's truck. That makes both vehicles down and out with no transmissions. He was offered a job finally, but they do not want to pay him enough to even pay our rent and the fuel it will cost him to get to work and back every day. The first chance for a raise is in two years. JC told them he would love to work for them but he could not do it for that pay. He told them what he need to make per year and yesterday they came to us with a counter offer.
So that is my update. Now I am off to find something to eat that will stave off the craving I am having for McDonald's Apple Pie!