Retail Therapy?
The back is hurting really bad and when I get to hurtin’ I get frustrated at everything. I took it out on my wallet today. I bought some stuff.
- BBQ- The kind without the ‘on’ switch. Shaun wanted it to taste like BBQ and not gas.
- Weed eater twine
- A rake.
- A pink jacket for my dog. shut up. she looks cute.
- Some mop and glo
I know…I’m a retarded retail therapy shopper.
You’ll all be happy to know that part one of “Project Getter’ Done” is under way. You’ll find humor in the fact that I can’t remember the user name, password or email I used to sign up for the blog to post the pictures though. The boy weed eated the patio. Yes, I know I sound like a redneck when I say he ‘weed eated the patio’, but that’s exactly what he did. the patio has just as much weeds growing out of the cement as the back yard does.
Oh and look, I found our air conditioner.
The Mop and Glo i’m sure has some sort of soothing effect for the soul. That or I’m finally caving in and deciding it’s time to mop the kitchen floor. It has been since Thanksgiving. (Thanks Mom!)
Speaking of Mom. I miss her. I want her to come see me. I want her to come see me for Mother’s Day.
OH don’t jump my shit. I would totally drive up there and spend the weekend with her and I have about a million times, but Kara has TWO games this weekend. It’s her turn. Can you please convince the Fonz that her daughter is in pain and borderline depressed and needs her mommy? Besides Kathy and I got her a fucking kick ass Mother’s Day present.
Yes. I’m depressed. I’m really trying to work on it. I’m frustrated as hell at everything.
Don’t forget that tomorrow is “How to Annoy Me” SPD. Take a picture of something that is annoying you…or Annoys you. I wonder how many pictures this blog can hold before it bursts?
P.S. Shaun, thank you for everything you do. I love you so very much. I’m wearing your lucky t-shirt hoping it will make me feel better.