I've really never not wanted school to start tomorrow so much in my whole life. I love having the kids around all day (really!) and the sleeping in and the no schedules to our days.
Can you imagine that? Not wanting to rid your house of surly teenagers? Probably because mine aren't surly. They're pretty good kids and we laugh alot.
I'm going to be awful lonely this year. I'm sure it has alot to do with the recent friend housecleaning I've done. Talk about procrastinating, it took me years to get to that point. And the fact that alot of my other friends are in the teaching business so they won't be home to play with until next summer, either. So that just leaves me and mom at home during the days. And between me and all of you, I don't plan on filling my void with much Mommy & Me time. We've got our Food for Folks Tuesdays. And, thankfully, she serves lunch at the elementary school on Monday-Wednesday-Friday.
Thing 1 said I could go ahead and get a job now that he's almost driving. Heh. Funny kid. Maybe the day that both he and his brother are driving and can get themselves to the doctor and the dentist I'll think about going back to work. Until then, that's why I'm here!
I have to head out to purchase Thing 2 a new backpack. One of the frickin' cats royally barfed all over the old one he has and I just tossed the damn thing (the backpack, although the thought did cross my mind to toss the cat out with it). I was going to make him take the one that Thor got from work but it has this stupid logo on it and I don't want my kid starting his high school career off by having to explain it to everyone who might start calling him by the name on the logo.
Stupid damn cat. One of them also pooped on one of the twin beds set up in the basement. This has happened on previous occasions but not since I set up the THIRD cat litter box (for the two cats) Apparently somebody wants a fourth box set up? I don't think these cats are aware that I'm not as big a cat fan these days as I am of dogs, since watching The Dog Whisperer. And I'm tempted to bring a dog into the house. A BIG dog. That'll teach them to poop outside of their damn boxes!
I watched about 5 minutes of the Jerry Lewis Labor Day Telethon last night. Once I found it on one of those weird, tiny little channels that I rarely watch. Jerry's looking much better these days. Thank God. He was getting too gross to watch there for awhile. Looking like my retarded uncle after a bender with a tray of cookies (dayamn! that's cold! where's the filter? the edit button?) I happened to catch the show when his son was playing. Gary Lewis and the Playboys. Now THERE's a reason to get down to Branson.
Okay. Not really. Did Gary Lewis have a portion of his voice box cut out because the dude sounds horrible! If I'm going to Branson, it's to get me a little Andy Williams!
Sad news about Steve Irwin, isn't it? I hate to see the little goofy guy dead so young. Sure wish it didn't make me want to type Crikey! But I just had to. Sorry.
8:35 a.m. - September 04, 2006
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