my give-a-damn's busted....
Hee, hee...that's an actual song title. It's by Jo Dee Messina (country), very good. Funny as can be. And quite appropriate to the way I've been feeling lately. MY give-a-damn is smashed. I am just too tired and stressed out to care about much anymore.
Although I did watch part of the Oscars last night....about which I could really have given a shit less. Let's face it. I didn't even see any of the movies that were being raved about. Troy and Harry were nominated for some cheesy ass award for which I could have cared less. Orlando was on-stage a total of two minutes, if that. And he was with Kirsten Dunst...whom I don't really detest...but don't especially like. She's not an airhead. I would have rather seen him with Natalie Portman. That would have been bearable at least. I turned the TV off as the chick was accepting her award. Thank you for the loss of an hour or so of my life. *SNORE* Ah to be emotionally invested in the turnout again. *thinks happily of last year* Dammit! Nothing is the same without steady doses of LOTR! No wonder it's snowing again! BLEH!
*looks out the window at the monster-ass snowflakes falling from the sky...AGAIN* Is there some curse on me that I cannot get sunshine? Just for three or four days? I'M FREEZING! This shit has just got to stop. Spring arrives in three weeks. And at sunrise on March whatever-the-hell-day-it-is, there had better be SUNSHINE and LOTS OF WARM WEATHER! *waves ice-tea cup menacingly in the direction of some far-off giggling deity* *mumbleassholemumble*
Nothing is happening around here these days. I've been pretty much holed up in my house, cleaning and organizing...HAH! If you believe that I've got some oceanfront property that I'd like to sell ya! Well the cleaning part is true anyway. Not so much up with the organizing. I'm waiting *coughpatientlycough* for warmer weather. *SNERK* Okay the truth is, I'm dying for warm weather 'cause I want to scrub my house and start working in my garden.
There! My dirty little secret is out. Buried in the heart of the PEF is a friggin' housewife just waiting to be set free in the glorious warmth and brilliant light of spring! UGH....I think I hurt something. *lies down and waves for one of her devoted sons to bring a stiff drink* No, it's true actually. I love to putter around in my garden, carelessly killing beautiful plants and unsuspectingly herbs. *LOL* Not much of a green thumb. But I do try. And I love my herb plants. Especially my chocolate mint which generally loves to be touched and played with. It's very kid-friendly. I'm the weirdo in the neighborhood, but all the kids love me 'cause I let them play with the plants and generally make messes without freaking out. I figure there's always going to be another mess tomorrow, so who cares?
*sigh* Now I REALLY want to go raid the greenhouse. Do you suppose it's too early to plant some veggies? *looks out window again* Oh yeah.
Well then I suppose I'd best get a move on and try to do something constructive around here tonight. Son#1 and I have Cub stuff to work on, and Son#2 is feeling better after having spent the day in bed due to a very tiring weekend. Guess what? There is NOTHING in my house to do. I was just informed this by Son#2 who has evidently exhausted EVERY possibility of fun. Gee, I thought we had more crap than that around here. *eyeroll*
Later y'all!