Things will be better after coffee, yes?

Yes. Unless you get my yesterday. I hope and pray you don't get my yesterday. The coffee pot didn't explode, did it? If it didn't, you should be safe. I think that was my curse. My coffee pot CURSED me. Evil coffee pot.

Fay, GORGEOUS! And lovely flat! I love that mirror. Also, I don't think I ever saw your F2F pictures before. I think I would have remembered Jilli in a bear hat. So cute! I added you as a friend in flickr. I am, surprise, surprise, vw bug.

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I ran into my neighbor, Angela, this morning. Now, it's been raining here, which makes the little creatures get very wet, even when it's no longer raining. Unfortunately, my little creature doesn't seem to understand that he's wet and shouldn't jump on my very nice elderly neighbors while wet and sandy. Fortunately, Angela is just lovely and loves little creatures, so it's all good. But, she walked off with little wet paw prints all over her.

She really cracks me up. She's probably around 80, walks everywhere, takes full care of a great big house, and sits in her living room people-watching much of the day, which is how she "knows" me and my patterns and knows exactly when I'm going to walk by so she can run out and chat.

Today she was kinda nosy, which was extra cute. She asked about school, then asked how I paid my rent (if my mother paid it...I think in her mind, I don't have a father :)). I said, no, I pay it. And she's all, "How?" I almost said that I was independently wealthy as a joke, but then I decided that was mean. So, I said the truth...student loans. She got the you-kids-these-days look on her face and walked away.

Then she turned around and reminded me that I might want to wash my hair today. Which made me laugh and laugh and laugh. I think she's taken me on as a project.

Fay's hair is as HOTTT as she is.

Conversation this morning with DH:

Me: "Did you give Mac her medication last night with dinner?"
DH: "No. I haven't given to her in a quite a while"
Me: "?!!"

A little bit later I explained that I cleaned 3 puddles of urine up off our living room floor, I asked him why he had stopped giving our aging, incontinent dog the medication that will prevent her from pissing in the floor. I had to calm down enough to not choke him to death.

His reply: "I don't know. I thought YOU'D stopped giving it to her, too."

Who stole my husband and replaced him with a 10 year old???

Oh, dear, Cash. That man. What are we gonna do with him?

He apologized but I just can't understand why he would just bail like that and not say anything. I was so upset this morning. I thought she was going in spite of us giving her medication. I was pondering for over two hours whether or not we'd have to euthanize her because of her age.

It's all the mathing. It's eaten his brain.

He better come home with a Cadbury cream egg or offer to mop the floor tonight.

Both. Both.

Definitely both!

Both indeed.

Fay -Wow! You look wonderful. What a lovely living space too.

Then she turned around and reminded me that I might want to wash my hair today. Which made me laugh and laugh and laugh. I think she's taken me on as a project.

I want an 80 year old lady to take me on as a project!

I've been in my office since 7 getting a 12 yo to finish his damn project and now it looks like we will be at it again later. Parenting sucks. I thought it was tough to motivate myself to do my work, but easy compared to motivating kids to do theirs. Sobbing now.

{{{Laura}}}