I didn't hear the tire pop at first because I was listening to David Allen Coe's "You Never Even Called Me by My Name." There may have been singing.

LOVE.

I'll hang around as long as you will let me
And I never minded standing in the rain....

I guess I'd better go out and kiss my tires, for the number of time's I've hopped curbs and not had a tire go.

ION Owen's eating mac & cheese with chopsticks.

Pictures?

Narf. Why do I always manage to dig my hole deeper? I thought I would finally be on track today, with this being payday--rent paid, check; money transferred for bill pay, check; credit card for glasses, check; money left over for food and staples, check.

Except life, being life, throws you curveballs. The eyeglasses place wouldn't accept my Amex (WTF??) so I had to put a fifty pound deposit on the glasses and pay the balance when they arrive. Which meant the money I had earmarked for food + staples + oncoming week = gone, not to mention putting me about ten pounds out of sync with what is actually in my account right now.

Sigh. Why doesn't this ever get any easier?

Possibly Juliana's favorite country song. It's up there.

It's up there. I don't think it's my ALL TIME FAVORITE, but it's definitely up there.

{{{{{SA}}}}} Sorry, bebe. I definitely know what you mean.

Possibly Juliana's favorite country song. It's up there.

LOVE.

Oh, juliana, a co-worker of DH used to sing this with a friend of his on open mike night at a bar all the time! We loved loved LOVED going to see them. And they did this song perfectly. Along with their version of "Ring of Fire." /Raised on classic country

Sigh. Why doesn't this ever get any easier?

{{SA}} Sorry.

Pictures?

Alas, digital camera battery is recharging. I'll give you an Esther Williams shot instead.

Damn, now I think I'm having paranoid itching on my back.

Oh, Cash. I hope it's not shingles, or it's mild if it is. You deserve your NYC trip, and it should be fun and definitely non-itchy.

Love the Esther Williams shot. Somehow the pacifier really adds charm.

{{{SA}}} It's not easy for me, either, and I'm almost twice your age. Money sucks.

MM, I don't know where they live, but we'll find them. We have true love lust on our side.

I'll give you an Esther Williams shot instead.

Awww!!!

{{{SA}}} Money stuff is so difficult. I'm sorry.

I made a huge list yesterday, when I was waiting for my dentist appointment, of everything I need to do to take control of my health again. Now I just need to figure out how to do it all.

Thanks for the punctuation. I just wish I could be even marginally better off, particularly when I am trying to do right by myself, you know?

SA - I know what you mean about the $$.

Example: Last night I sit down to do the budget. Our bank account shows nearly $2K in it! Woohoo!

After cursing and moaning and shoveling around a shitload of papers I discover the bill pile and the check book. Pull up my budget spreadsheet. Go to work.

Scribble, curse, scribble, curse, clickety click, scribble, curse...

Many things paid. The checking account was a whopping, like, $1.50 left.

...woohoo...

Aimee has taken to pulling the Punk out of the way much in the manner of a woman hustling a child out of the way of a rampaging monster when I sit to do the budget.