Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Paul Simon, Trader Joe and Bank of America biatches

living off
ginger cats and coffee today. i am living proof that's it's possible!! (but not necessarily recommended if you plan on doing anything other than just watching TV and feeling weak, but restless, all day....)

patting myself on the back
that i actually turned a tedious chore into something vaguely educational - i had Danny put 15 ginger cats into 15 little snack bags to make sure the box actually contained 15 servings of 15 cats (and the real reason: to stop me eating all 225 in one sitting...) and you know what... the box actually contained 16 servings! how i love Trader Joe - he's so kind and nice! but clearly it's HIS fault i can't lose a lick of weight :|

loving
Paul Simon's performance of The Sound of Silence on Sunday... i wish he'd sung 'Bridge Over Troubled Water' too... but it was so perfect and so beautiful and i loved it

looking forward
an entirely free day (my favorite kind of day:) i need something called hoodia and green tea extract and those round cotton pad thingies for cleansing the skin and a small can of sliced olives :) and to go to the bank.... ick

hating
AT&T and bank representatives who call me "ma'am" :| it's a long story involving an accidental $1600 payment which should have been $15 (could i have got it more wrong...? note to self: never do online banking while in a tizzy) and their inability to EVER give it back. in good news we don't have to pay our phone bill again until 2019 :|

delighting
in filling in every detail of the customer service survey from the bank - they just asked how helpful their representative was ;) oh yes, i told them!!! big mistake Willie Mae.... HUGE!!!!!!!!!

off to deliver children to school and luxuriate in a day of inane housewifelyness :)

Megan and Weasel looking all cute for their adoption event

leaving them in a cage looking abandoned and afraid was really really hard - maybe we should just adopt them....? everyone wants colorful, fluffy, spring-y kittens... these girls are too shy, too hissy, too gothic and too black for the average person wandering through Tustin Ranch :| and the thought of just anyone taking my babies home and then getting angry with them because they pee in on their bed or something trivial like that, gives me hives......

Danny - the human bookworm :)

after school - love him :)

slave labor or homeschooling? assembling little bags of cookies for his mother's diet plan :)

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