( Ho ho ho, Merry Christmas )

Today was pretty cool. The pool at Patti's is really nice - the light for it at night is amazing, it switches colors and stuff, it's really pretty. Apart from not really being able to talk to Jeremy's Granny all that much because every time I sat down to talk to her, Ginger strolled by and began talking about how pregnant she was and whatnot... ._ ( Read more... )

Party = Success ( Read more... )

I blame 98rock for having Ozzy stuck in my head. zomg fail. e_e

We went to see if we could get a temp tag for the car since tomorrow is Isaac's birthday party and Leslie wants to go pick up Jay after the party (Jay = Creepy in the sense that if you met him in an alley you might want to run very fucking fast based on his looks alone, but he's ( Read more... )

I should be at work right now, but I'm not. Jeremy is sick as a dog, dizzy, sore throat, stuffed up real good, in pain, all that good stuff. Yeeeeah. I called Ginger and told her I couldn't go because I wanted to take care of him and whatnot and because chances are I have the bug he has floating around in my system considering I kiss/snuggle/sleep ( Read more... )

Ginger finally started her training for her work, which means I finally started to actually work as Isaac's nanny. Only not really because of everything that happened today. We got there at what, 9:30AM since she needed to be at work for 10AM. When we got there she was ready to go and whatnot and Aaron was still sleeping with the baby - which is ( Read more... )

I don't have to drive on US-19 again today. I had to cancel going to Ginger's to watch the baby while her and Aaron go do something because of yesterday. I was doing laundry when we got a call from Jeremy saying he couldn't get his dad's grand am to start at work. He tried a few things but it just wouldn't go. There was electricity going through ( Read more... )

HOORAY I'M NOT DEAD. :D ( Read more... )

( omg look a cut! )

There are some people on this Earth who will never cease to amaze me. Good, or bad. We'll call this person "M". "M" is definitely one of those people. Digging up a fuss over $2 at McDonald's here and there for an infant who's mother didn't even want him to eat junk food like that in the first place? And a few bucks here and there for diapers or ( Read more... )