Playing catch up
I had a busy day today. I got up at noon (OH THE HORROR! I woke up at 10 and had the massive head pain again so I rolled over and went to sleep again only to wake up at noon after a kickass dream). I got up and came down here, logged on and checked the faves, then I vaccuumed the living room and the couch (damnit Milo always sleeps in the same spot!). I swept all the tile floors on the first floor and did the dishes in the sink, I wiped down the horrible countertops and bagged up the trash from the first floor of the house. I took a deep breath and marveled at how nice the carpet freshener made the house smell.
I got a dose of the twinnies when Dee stopped by to check out my pad. I haven't seen her in a good few months so it was nice to catch up even if just for a bit. The kids loved the puppy but not as much as their mom did. She wanted to take him home with her. I had to keep him though. I love him too much to just let him leave. So then they left and I took the trash out to the big dumpster. I came back in, swept the hair up into a ponytail and went out to the truck. I drove up to Cloverdale (20 mins north) and got the registration out of Scott's car. I stopped to chat with him so the boys could check out my new ride and listen to them give him crap for letting me drive the nice truck and making him drive the car! Then I climbed back into the truck and headed to Santa Rosa ... (30 mins south of Cloverdale and where I used to live). I hit the DMV and proceeded to stand there for two hours until they called my number. I got the plates for the Acura finally and changed my address on my Drivers license and found out how to go get the personalized plates assigned to the truck. I drove home and wondered about the nausea that has been nipping at me.
I shook it off and talked to an old friend today. He has a great voice. He should be on the radio. He told me they opened a recording studio so I am trying to get Chandler in there to sing. We talked and he told me he is worried about me and is going to call me everyday to check on me ... awww.
Talked to my lovely sister and got all giddy and happy and forgot all about my upset tummy.
Went out to dinner with Chandler and Monica and showed off my purty truck. Chandler said "This is a fuckin bitchin' ride." with a totally stoked look on his face. I guess you have to know him. It didn't come out of his mouth as immature as it reads here. We went to dinner and then came back to their house to chat. Chandler was no longer feeling well so we mostly talked to Monica but we love Monica so it is OK.
We just now came home.
Scott's in bed and I am trying to wear out the puppy. He doesnt' like to be alone so if I go to bed before he does he will whine.
Besides, I need to work on my book.
More later!
I got a dose of the twinnies when Dee stopped by to check out my pad. I haven't seen her in a good few months so it was nice to catch up even if just for a bit. The kids loved the puppy but not as much as their mom did. She wanted to take him home with her. I had to keep him though. I love him too much to just let him leave. So then they left and I took the trash out to the big dumpster. I came back in, swept the hair up into a ponytail and went out to the truck. I drove up to Cloverdale (20 mins north) and got the registration out of Scott's car. I stopped to chat with him so the boys could check out my new ride and listen to them give him crap for letting me drive the nice truck and making him drive the car! Then I climbed back into the truck and headed to Santa Rosa ... (30 mins south of Cloverdale and where I used to live). I hit the DMV and proceeded to stand there for two hours until they called my number. I got the plates for the Acura finally and changed my address on my Drivers license and found out how to go get the personalized plates assigned to the truck. I drove home and wondered about the nausea that has been nipping at me.
I shook it off and talked to an old friend today. He has a great voice. He should be on the radio. He told me they opened a recording studio so I am trying to get Chandler in there to sing. We talked and he told me he is worried about me and is going to call me everyday to check on me ... awww.
Talked to my lovely sister and got all giddy and happy and forgot all about my upset tummy.
Went out to dinner with Chandler and Monica and showed off my purty truck. Chandler said "This is a fuckin bitchin' ride." with a totally stoked look on his face. I guess you have to know him. It didn't come out of his mouth as immature as it reads here. We went to dinner and then came back to their house to chat. Chandler was no longer feeling well so we mostly talked to Monica but we love Monica so it is OK.
We just now came home.
Scott's in bed and I am trying to wear out the puppy. He doesnt' like to be alone so if I go to bed before he does he will whine.
Besides, I need to work on my book.
More later!