Some Good News

On a brighter note! Finally got my computer to stop going to that dreadful blue screen where it threatened to dump all of my physical memory every 1/2 hour! Oh yes, it was a FUN morning! Right between Mikey's sinus infection and me finding out my rent check bounced! BIG fun!

What Dreams May Never Show Up!

Last night, I dreamt that my ex moved into Mike's house with his two kids and wife, and his wife's entire immediate family. At first it was to be for a very brief stay while B) worked on a job...and at first it was only to be B). But by the end the whole family had moved in and were taking advantage of Mike and I, and when I sat B) down and asked when exactly he planned on getting out of there, he simply shrugged and said they had nowhere to go.
Mike and I were cleaning up dirty diapers, and tripping over one another trying to keep his tiny cottage presentable, while they all lolled around doing nothing.
It was strange.
And I HATE when I dream about B)! Mucks me up for weeks!

Satisfaction

There is probably no greater feeling than pressure washing all of the salt, dirt and grime off of your car in the winter time.

Until your windows freeze up solid because you're an idiot and decided to PRESSURE WASH your car in teen range temperatures!

Flash Backs

Last night I had one of those scary single girl moments, coupled with a flashback to toddler-dom!
You see, the boys had been tearing ass around the apartment from the moment I got home late Tuesday night. And I mean running like flames were coming out of their butts. In all the excitement, I guess the water bowl got spilled.
Fast forward to a buzzed Mama making her way towards her bubbling reheated spaghetti, when suddenly I slipped on the water, and my senses were just dulled enough that I made no effort to catch myself, and body slammed down onto the linoleum (you're welcome noisey lady downstairs!)
After checking to make sure all of my teeth were still intact, my initial response was to begin crying in that "I can't believe this just happened to me-where's my mom?" sorta way. I wasn't hurt. And ultimately, I didn't cry...but I definitely had that instinctual response of immediately wanting my mom.

Hawt!

Ok, so in those few precious moments I got sleep last night, I had the most OUTRAGEOUS dream, and if I only possessed more talent for play/screenwriting, I'd be pecking this out as we speak.
Ok, so here's the deal, I was married to him:


But then at the same time, this man was my lover:


They knew about each other, and I felt pretty strongly towards both of them, not wanting to make a choice. The husband didn't care, but the lover wanted an answer. In any case, the three of us? We were con-artists. We'd focus on manipulating little girls to con their family. not kidnapping per-say. We used this little black terrier type dog to distract the girls who were walking larger dogs, and then steal the home info off of her dogs collar. I'm not quite sure how much sense it made, but the chemistry was off the charts! So you better believe that when I was awoken in the middle of the night with the slight hand on the ass move...I was ready for action!

TMI?

You got any lightbulbs?

I just got:
1 Magnum of wine
1 container of Parmesan cheese (the real stuff...not the stuff in the green can)
2 bottles of Ginger Ale

All for EXACTLY $15! Phew! Just made it in under budget. Only now totally regretting the Kippered Herring I had for lunch....hence the Ginger Ale! :(

Mistaken Identity

I suppose maybe I should see my family more often when my aunt looks across the table at Mikey and asks him how his sailing business is going!
OOPS!
HAHA!