Sunday, August 09, 2009

sunday somewhat bitchy things

wondering

why oh why oh why my kids get up 22 seconds after me every single day???? and the day's million inane questions begin before i even take a sip of magic coffee. if i had a tattoo (which would never never n-e-v-e-r NEVER happen) it would surely say in huge block letters "use your own mind!"... ok maybe another one that says "and don't get up so early every day!" and one more that says "and don't pee all over the damned toilet seat!" ok i can see what tattoos might become addictive... but still a temporary and unsightly solution to a thought bubble

finally drinking
my walmart generic instant $3 a jar coffee. ahhhhhh. i LOVE it more than $3 a cup coffee :| i wonder (without annoyingly asking anyone to answer me) why they changed the wrapper from rich red to plain white. the coffee seemed tastier coming from the rich red jar :(

regretting
my very smart decision to pick blackberries yesterday in a sundress :| i look like i stepped off the set of law and order: special victim unit this morning. my arms and legs are sooo sore i couldn't sleep on them and nothing and i mean NOTHING makes them stop stinging. note to self: next time wear army fatigues and those really tall army boots

listening
to Danny order breakfast.... he just wants "wots of scooby dooby doo and a wittle milk" :|

hating
that Sam wants french freaking toast for breakfast... gawd how i hate elaborate kitchen-messing-up cooking (and yes french toast is elaborate kitchen-messing-up cooking)

desperately needing
to go grocery shopping today! horray!! we will have food again! our fridge broke before Vegas and it is still absolutely empty

missing
sex and the city... i wish it was back on. not the movie or a sequel of the movie. tv watching should never last longer than 30 minutes. i thought the movie just SUCKED and was toooooo long and tedious and a complete waste of many hours of my life. i am so not a movie person, life's too short to spend it watching someone else's (fake) story :|

off to make french freaking toast and scooby dooby doos... back later xox

1 comment:

  1. My husband is like a child sometimes..I wish he wanted french toast instead of fancy egg souffle for breakfast, like come on! what's wrong with just scrambled eggs?!

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