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Dec. 4th, 2009 11:58 pmMy CTS is acting up and typing is not so fun. I should really put my braces on but that requires finding them first.
HAPPY THINGS!
+ Bandboys. What the fucking hell are they on this week? I'm sure yall all know, but really. Btwn Sisky yesterday on twitter and Pete's "what the french toast?" and Bden&Spence's video today and Tomrad being Tomrad. Really, I love them all, I can't even put it into words.
+ work!Heather kept looking at me and giggling insanely today and when I finally got a chance to talk to her, she was like "I got your present in the mail yesterday! I can't wait to give it to you!"
+ Robbie-at-work is really fucking awesome and I'm quite fond of him.
+ Christmas Parade! The boys and I got there an hour before the parade started and claimed a good 20 foot of curb, lol. But I had a great evening, talking to everyone and watching the kids and not freezing for the first time in years.
+ Today is my baby brother's birthday, and tomorrow is Ronnie's birthday. (we're not having his party until next weekend, but we're having blueberry muffins for his bday tomorrow. yeah, my kids, idek)
+ Davey: "After you have a baby and they stitch your belly up, can you see the strings?"
Me: "No, it's magic." (this is my standard answer to a lot of things, lol)
Davey: "Oh. No, I think they just paint it."
Me: "Paint your belly."
Davey: "Yeah! So no one can see you got stitched up!"
+ Meldoy Star (aka![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
melmo_lovesyou) is apparently singing at the Gingerbread Festival tomorrow, so I guess that means we gotta make an effort to go
+ I will never understand why my dad is always like "well, call me back after I get home" (how will I know when he gets home?) or why he ends conversations with "say bye!" (what else am I gonna say?)
+ email chains and txt messages
+ fuzzy socks
+ Andrea's peanut butter pie
+eckerlilas's babies
+ I'm sure there was more, but right now I'm ready for bed. Even though I don't plan on doing anything tomorrow. The boys have basketball practice at 2. I'm pretty sure that means I get to sleep in and to stay in my PJs most of the day, right?
HAPPY THINGS!
+ Bandboys. What the fucking hell are they on this week? I'm sure yall all know, but really. Btwn Sisky yesterday on twitter and Pete's "what the french toast?" and Bden&Spence's video today and Tomrad being Tomrad. Really, I love them all, I can't even put it into words.
+ work!Heather kept looking at me and giggling insanely today and when I finally got a chance to talk to her, she was like "I got your present in the mail yesterday! I can't wait to give it to you!"
+ Robbie-at-work is really fucking awesome and I'm quite fond of him.
+ Christmas Parade! The boys and I got there an hour before the parade started and claimed a good 20 foot of curb, lol. But I had a great evening, talking to everyone and watching the kids and not freezing for the first time in years.
+ Today is my baby brother's birthday, and tomorrow is Ronnie's birthday. (we're not having his party until next weekend, but we're having blueberry muffins for his bday tomorrow. yeah, my kids, idek)
+ Davey: "After you have a baby and they stitch your belly up, can you see the strings?"
Me: "No, it's magic." (this is my standard answer to a lot of things, lol)
Davey: "Oh. No, I think they just paint it."
Me: "Paint your belly."
Davey: "Yeah! So no one can see you got stitched up!"
+ Meldoy Star (aka
melmo_lovesyou) is apparently singing at the Gingerbread Festival tomorrow, so I guess that means we gotta make an effort to go+ I will never understand why my dad is always like "well, call me back after I get home" (how will I know when he gets home?) or why he ends conversations with "say bye!" (what else am I gonna say?)
+ email chains and txt messages
+ fuzzy socks
+ Andrea's peanut butter pie
+
eckerlilas's babies+ I'm sure there was more, but right now I'm ready for bed. Even though I don't plan on doing anything tomorrow. The boys have basketball practice at 2. I'm pretty sure that means I get to sleep in and to stay in my PJs most of the day, right?
