i’m okay..mostly.
We took Kara to get her mole removed yesterday. As I was parking the car something totally stupid happened. I forgot how to park. I proceeded to smack into a park car as I was pulling in. The other car was about 4 stories high and made of steel so there wasn’t even a scratch on it. MY CAR on the other hand now looks all ghetto with a buckled up front.
What I learned from this: My next car is going to have a metal bumper that goes all the way around it just like the one I hit. ALL HAIL THE METAL BUMPER. If you don’t have a metal bumper, but have a lame ass plastic one that comes standard on mini-vans…pull it off and replace it with a metal bumper. Have I made myself clear on the metal bumpers? GO GET ONE.
The mole can not be removed. It has to be done by a plastic surgeon. Is it so wrong to wish for a doctor that looks like Christian Troy from Nip/Tuck?
She did have a wart on her hand removed. As soon as he pulled out the stuff to do it, she grabbed Marina’s hand. Awww. This week they are getting along.
As the day came to an end I just wanted it to be over and to be home…and when I pull up in front of the house I find out that the little shit ass dog bit the neighbor girl. Well, she nipped at her because according to the stories from another adult that was there, the kids were taunting her. REGARDLESS, the dog shouldn’t have been outside at all. Shea asks me EVERYDAY and I tell NO. I explain why and she sulks off like I beat her or something.
She waited until the day I wasn’t home to take the dog out. Our court has like 15 little kids in it and I guess they all thought that the dog was cute and wanted to hold it and play with it. To Shea, she has all the kids wanting to play with her and her cute dog…to the dog it was an anxiety attack waiting to happen.
I blame myself for this. Maybe if I was better christian wife, I would have been home serving my man and squeezing orange juice. No, I was out getting warts removed from my daughter’s hand…clearly a vanity issue we have.
The neighbor dad was cool, but i’m sure the neighbor mom wanted to kill me. I don’t blame her. I would kill me too. They had to take their kid to the hospital for a shot ‘just to be careful’ and then they were going to have to fill out a report against my dog.
I think when the cops come I’m just going to say she belongs to this nice lesbian couple up in Oregon. She wanted that dumb ass dog anyway.
I had to go over and check on the little girl and I was still all upset about the car so I burst into tears on the walk over. I finally had snapped. I’m still in ‘snap’.
I’m currently NOT answering the phone. Sorry mom…I can’t talk without bursting into tears. I’m okay. Everyone’s okay…but opening my mouth and talking isn’t a good thing.
Tonight Shaun is taking me to see The Ruse play in Davis. If you live anywhere near Davis or if you live a million miles away from Davis…you should come out and buy me a drink. We can hang out and oogle the good looking band members.
You have to behave yourself though because the guitar player’s real mom reads my blog. I think she would say, “Look, but don’t touch.”
typical mom.
Let me know if you can sneak out and come see my boys…you’ll be able to find me, just look for the jacked up mini-van!
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