Sunday stuff
Today I spent the bulk of my day at my dad's house. I had really planned on just picking up Caty and then coming home and getting lots accomplished around the house. When I got to my dad's house, he had prepared some lunch which I wasn't really interested in eating. I sat there and talked to Caty and my dad while they ate. Then my dad asked me if I wanted to go with them to CVS so he could buy for Caty something that he promised her he would. I wasn't going to say no because then Caty would be upset that she didn't get her surprise. He stopped at his warehouse before we went to pick up something for the house and while we were there he was trying to load me up with anything he could. I finally accepted on a case of paper towels and a giant case of toilet paper and a giant case of trash bags. I won't be buying any of that for a few years. While we were there I was drawn to a little nook in my dad's warehouse where things from our house in Birmingham have been sitting for almost 10 years now. I can't believe it has been that long. I really need to take a day or two and go through all that stuff. I would probably be amazed by some of the things that I might find. Things that I thought were gone forever. Plus there's a lot of junk up there that I just need to throw away. I've put it off for 10 years now. I guess I should own up to the fact that my mom is dead and our house is no longer and our memories are just that. I shuffled through a few boxes that I didn't have to climb through mounds to get to. I grabbed a couple of things and brought them home with me. My mom and dad's wedding album, an ooooold photo album, some random pictures mainly of my brothers when they were little, a random "I love you" card that my oldest brother made for my mom when he was like 10, and a clipping from a newspaper about Elvis's life right after he died. I also found up there my writing notebook from when I was in the first grade where I was writing a story that started with "Ones a pond a time"... I thought that was cute. Anyway - that little small trip down memory lane was enough for me for a bit. I have to psyche myself up for it next time. I imagine that most of the things that are up there are things that I fought for years to forget.
Caty and I are giving the Pepperidge Farm pot pie another chance tonight with a different flavor. I am sure to give an update on the edibility of this one. What sucks is that it takes 70 minutes to cook it in the oven so if it is disgusting it makes it all the more disappointing. We'll see.
I guess I should also update that I am officially taking my fat pills again. I thought it appropriate right before the holidays and all seeing as how they can get mighty dangerous where food is concerned. So to anybody that I bitch out or if you catch me in my strange moods... I apologize in advance. But the fat pills are becoming a must. Heh.
Caty and I are giving the Pepperidge Farm pot pie another chance tonight with a different flavor. I am sure to give an update on the edibility of this one. What sucks is that it takes 70 minutes to cook it in the oven so if it is disgusting it makes it all the more disappointing. We'll see.
I guess I should also update that I am officially taking my fat pills again. I thought it appropriate right before the holidays and all seeing as how they can get mighty dangerous where food is concerned. So to anybody that I bitch out or if you catch me in my strange moods... I apologize in advance. But the fat pills are becoming a must. Heh.