- In the last few days, I had an incident at school with a classroom teacher so I can't go into it here, but it wasn't pretty. I did something that made the teacher mad. I apologized. He made a big deal of it but it backfired and he got his own ass in a sling because everyone found out he wasn't doing HIS job, and I was. Which he's taking out on my special ed. kids, AND me.
- The boarder incident was with the aforementioned teacher
- My mouth is still sore from my dental work last week.
- Yesterday I was told Mac needs $6,000.00 of dental work done- it's a damn long explanation and a rather gross one, but that's the short version= $6 grand
- I've gained weight.
- Daddy-O just told me to shut up; I sort of deserved that.
- There are black ants the size of golden retrievers living in the dishwasher; don't be a smart ass and just try and drown them because the "clean" dishes end up with ant body parts on them and you have to run the dishwasher again
- Apparently my subscription to Entertainment Weekly wasn't renewed like I thought
- The laundry room ceiling leaked all over the clean clothes that were hanging or folded in the laundry basket, requiring me to wash and dry and fold them all. over. again.
- And I haven't had sex in approximately 408 days.
- And my check engine light came on.... the check engine light on the car, not on me. The car's check engine light came on, which is never a cheap thing. Oh shit!
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hmmm you are having a day of it... ants sound like bull ants... throw some bleach in it and run it with out dishes... I throw it in when I am washing once a month...
ReplyDeletespit in that dudes face...!
sounds like a LOT in a short amount of time...(((hugs))) 6 grand? OUCH! Is all I could say, actually first I cringed then I said OUCH.
ReplyDeleteand that teacher who was mean to you and it was found out HE messed up...well I'll just say "HAH!"
Did I really tell you to "shut up" or did I say, "I don't want to hear it?" Sorry!
ReplyDeleteDaddy-O
Hi,
ReplyDeletewell just remember that it will all be okay, and I hear you loud and clear. It would make a lot of sense to me anyway, to hate ants, and especially the number 408, and the 6grand...
Just remember that you are a cool friend to me.... :)
xoxoxoxoxo
"Rot rot rot rot! It's a plot plot plot plot!"
ReplyDelete~Wickersham bros.- Horton Hears a Who
Poor Maggie =( Sounds like 4/28 sucked out loud. Here's hoping 4/29 is more to your liking!
ReplyDeleteMissed you, swee'pea! Looking forward to catching up!
Smooches,
Irb
TaDa- thanks for ALL the advice... I might skip the spitting; unless it will help the ants... :)
ReplyDeleteAnna- thank you! i *heart* your outlook! (and I can't get on your blog... it's private! help?)
JE- actually it was "just SHUT UP". No worries. it can't be that bad since you haven't made me live in the shed. Yet.
Jesse- I'm so glad you're up and running blog wise; thanks for commenting! *kisses* And I can't decide which is worse: 6000 or 408. Both made me shudder.
Shan: what what what? :)
Irb- Oh my god, as I live and breathe... it's my cutie patootie blogging man from the Lone Star state. you are ALIVE!!! Welcome back from the dead, baby! I'd just hug and kiss you all over... if it wouldn't smudge my screen! And today was much better, thank you very much! I'm so happy to see you I'm about to burst my buttons. Now, where the hell have you been for the last 382 days?!? (what is with me and day counting?-- shit, don't answer that!)