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Ugh. So Saturday.. Got up at 9 and left at 10:30 to go to Tampa.
Tried to sleep on the way there but I'm so picky about sleeping situations I really just rested. "Woke" up about 45-50 minutes later to my parents freaking out.. Look over and see some car wobbling in the grass median into oncoming traffic. Luckily the traffic stopped and people began to come to help them.. I find out their tire blew out, they flipped over twice and did that.
Immediately I think of Gonzalo. He's had 2 blown tires in the last 6 months. It worries me of course that that could happen to him and.. ugh.
We get there and blah blah blah there's Juli in her freakin maternity dress and I'm trying to be nice even though she's annoying the hell out of me..
We stop at an ATM because the Amish place we were going to in Sarasota only accepts cash and she's acting like she's gonna pay for it. Psh. Whatever. Don't even try to redeem yourself.
So we drove to Sarasota which was another hour drive and traffic backs up for a while. Then we see another accident.. Well we didn't witness it happening. This car was SO smashed up, it looked like it fell from the bridge above us. There was a corener (sp?) covering a dead body. It was really, really creepy.
Got to Yoders. Immediately Juli starts ordering all this shit, pumpkin bread, normal bread... And hardly eats any of it because she's pregnant and "oooh I can't eat much without getting sick" (heard about her being sick for about 5/6's of our time together) so most of it goes to waste and of course, my dad has to pay for it. So besides dinner, desert (they have good pie and cake there, we normally don't eat desert but there, we have to) and 3 pies we ordered to go (of course my dad paid for her's, which wasn't even her's, it was Trip's) it was like, a hundred dollars. Felt bad for dad.
I mean, their food is good and their pies are okay.. I could make those pies. They're nothing special. The only reason I got a pie is because they have this chocolate peanut butter pie that I can't get anywhere else.. It's not in layers, which it normally is in every other place, it's a cream all mixed together and it's fucking amazing. I need to figure out how to replicate it.
Went to a mall. Walked around. Mom bought her a pregnancy book and Juli bought freaking BIBLE children's books. BIBLE. Sorry if I'm offending anyone, but seriously, does the kid need to learn about that shit that early? Like it can even comprehend it. Whatever. Yeah, bring the greatness of god and his great teachings in early.. Make the kid another winner.
Hypocrites. All they are.
Went to St. Armand's circle. A rich bitch place now. Bought nothing. Drove back to Tampa in the pouring rain. Watched a slideshow Trip made for Juli for her birthday. Oooh yeah. He's sooo sweet. Mmhmm. Okay. Yeah. Sure.
Oh and he made her a shirt too, says 'Baby Evans on board' (GAG!!!) and it's about 5 sizes too small because of her fucking porn star size boobs, between her implants, her weight, and her being pregnant.
Oh yeah. You're sooo sweet Trip.
Ugh. So miserable. And I have to see her again in a couple weeks because of my family's fucking camping trip to somewhere in Tampa for my grandpa's birthday.
My grandpa HATES camping. And my Uncle Bill has arranged this camping trip, they're getting 1 big RV and 1 small RV and camping in this shitty camping ground for 2 nights and 3 days. ALL LIVING AND SLEEPING TOGETHER. UGH. My family HATES each other.
Thank GOD my mom isn't making us sleep there, we're going to stay at Juli's, which isn't far from the grounds.
But my family just screams and argues and complains and it's SO BORING. Could you imagine being out there living and sleeping there... And the kids have to sleep in a fucking tent! While everyone else is inside! It's gonna be so hot and nasty..
God I hate outside.
And then Juli and Trip want to come BACK September 1st-3rd. AGAIN. UGH.
LEAVE US ALONE.
Before you hated us being around, and now you never leave.
Uggggh.
It's officially over.
Bought school supplies today :(
Tried to sleep on the way there but I'm so picky about sleeping situations I really just rested. "Woke" up about 45-50 minutes later to my parents freaking out.. Look over and see some car wobbling in the grass median into oncoming traffic. Luckily the traffic stopped and people began to come to help them.. I find out their tire blew out, they flipped over twice and did that.
Immediately I think of Gonzalo. He's had 2 blown tires in the last 6 months. It worries me of course that that could happen to him and.. ugh.
We get there and blah blah blah there's Juli in her freakin maternity dress and I'm trying to be nice even though she's annoying the hell out of me..
We stop at an ATM because the Amish place we were going to in Sarasota only accepts cash and she's acting like she's gonna pay for it. Psh. Whatever. Don't even try to redeem yourself.
So we drove to Sarasota which was another hour drive and traffic backs up for a while. Then we see another accident.. Well we didn't witness it happening. This car was SO smashed up, it looked like it fell from the bridge above us. There was a corener (sp?) covering a dead body. It was really, really creepy.
Got to Yoders. Immediately Juli starts ordering all this shit, pumpkin bread, normal bread... And hardly eats any of it because she's pregnant and "oooh I can't eat much without getting sick" (heard about her being sick for about 5/6's of our time together) so most of it goes to waste and of course, my dad has to pay for it. So besides dinner, desert (they have good pie and cake there, we normally don't eat desert but there, we have to) and 3 pies we ordered to go (of course my dad paid for her's, which wasn't even her's, it was Trip's) it was like, a hundred dollars. Felt bad for dad.
I mean, their food is good and their pies are okay.. I could make those pies. They're nothing special. The only reason I got a pie is because they have this chocolate peanut butter pie that I can't get anywhere else.. It's not in layers, which it normally is in every other place, it's a cream all mixed together and it's fucking amazing. I need to figure out how to replicate it.
Went to a mall. Walked around. Mom bought her a pregnancy book and Juli bought freaking BIBLE children's books. BIBLE. Sorry if I'm offending anyone, but seriously, does the kid need to learn about that shit that early? Like it can even comprehend it. Whatever. Yeah, bring the greatness of god and his great teachings in early.. Make the kid another winner.
Hypocrites. All they are.
Went to St. Armand's circle. A rich bitch place now. Bought nothing. Drove back to Tampa in the pouring rain. Watched a slideshow Trip made for Juli for her birthday. Oooh yeah. He's sooo sweet. Mmhmm. Okay. Yeah. Sure.
Oh and he made her a shirt too, says 'Baby Evans on board' (GAG!!!) and it's about 5 sizes too small because of her fucking porn star size boobs, between her implants, her weight, and her being pregnant.
Oh yeah. You're sooo sweet Trip.
Ugh. So miserable. And I have to see her again in a couple weeks because of my family's fucking camping trip to somewhere in Tampa for my grandpa's birthday.
My grandpa HATES camping. And my Uncle Bill has arranged this camping trip, they're getting 1 big RV and 1 small RV and camping in this shitty camping ground for 2 nights and 3 days. ALL LIVING AND SLEEPING TOGETHER. UGH. My family HATES each other.
Thank GOD my mom isn't making us sleep there, we're going to stay at Juli's, which isn't far from the grounds.
But my family just screams and argues and complains and it's SO BORING. Could you imagine being out there living and sleeping there... And the kids have to sleep in a fucking tent! While everyone else is inside! It's gonna be so hot and nasty..
God I hate outside.
And then Juli and Trip want to come BACK September 1st-3rd. AGAIN. UGH.
LEAVE US ALONE.
Before you hated us being around, and now you never leave.
Uggggh.
It's officially over.
Bought school supplies today :(