A few notes
Okay, in case you thought you had a terrible weekend...I want to assure that you if you were not with me...you didn't have a terrible weekend. Ugh. Stevie says I shouldn't complain so much and really I'm not...but have you ever been forced to spend a lot of time with someone who is SOOOO different from you, so retarded in their thought process on the way of the world and so bland in anything remotely resembling a personality? Well, that's what I had to do this weekend. I didn't mind giving up my anniversary weekend for this sort of thing, really. I just thought they would be so different.
I hadn't wanted to go to vegas in the first place because we are heading there soon. So when our plans changed from going there with this couple this weekend, I was gonna be totally cool about it. These people are obscenely wealthy anyway and I hadn't really wanted to spend a lot of time with them in a gambling party town. If you were in Vegas in '01 and heard the ruckus about the Indian guy screaming out the lyrics of Roxanne all over town as he threw money at all the women and threw everything else all over anyone close by...yeah, that was one of the wealthiest men I have ever known in my whole life making a total ass of himself...and people walking around pampering his spoiled ass like it was absolutely fine.
At least that had a flavor to it though. These people reminded me of cold oatmeal. Then of all places we spent the weekend in Oklahoma. If you're from Oklahoma, forgive me...but Damn!!! That is one boring place!
I talk too fast. I always have. Well, except for those two years as a child where I spoke really slowly and whispered everything. Don't ask. I do though, I talk too fast. I try to temper it when I realize it but for the most part it is like going over some rough rapids, you better hang on! These people (Larry and Sheila, in case you needed a name) talk so slow that they make heinz ketchup look like Mario Andretti. I do not have this kind of time to invest in your Dow Chemical stories.
I did get home earlier than expected though. The eye language of two people who have known each other intimately for quite a long time can scream "Get me the hell outta here" across a crowded room, filled with pompous air and ridiculously clothed windbags.
My sister and the baby did come last night. That's a plus. Kylor is getting soooo big and soooo cute. I have really been missing him. I don't know if it was the smartest thing on our part to leave our Mom for the 4th. We've never ever done that before.
My little brother died on the 4th of July in 1993. It's been a long hard road every day since then. We have never been apart on that day. My aunt had some surgery and my Mom really felt the need to be there with her so, Kelly made the call to come on without her.
I've been painting this morning. I have little speckles of color on my shirt. What the heck is up with the names of paint colors? My existing bedroom is called "glamour" and my new bedroom is called "socialite"...Can you even guess what those colors look like? Go ahead...try it.
Thanks for all the e-anniversary cards...I don't know if I sent a thank you to each of you...so I'm doing a mass thank you here.
Welcome to the new journal folk...I think I added the ones who added me...and a special apology to nannygirl because sweetbabyjames2 just forced her to add me...and that is sooooo rude, Jamie! Anyway...welcome to all of you...I'm fairly boring. Feel free to delete me at your whim.
Ta for now.
xoxo
I hadn't wanted to go to vegas in the first place because we are heading there soon. So when our plans changed from going there with this couple this weekend, I was gonna be totally cool about it. These people are obscenely wealthy anyway and I hadn't really wanted to spend a lot of time with them in a gambling party town. If you were in Vegas in '01 and heard the ruckus about the Indian guy screaming out the lyrics of Roxanne all over town as he threw money at all the women and threw everything else all over anyone close by...yeah, that was one of the wealthiest men I have ever known in my whole life making a total ass of himself...and people walking around pampering his spoiled ass like it was absolutely fine.
At least that had a flavor to it though. These people reminded me of cold oatmeal. Then of all places we spent the weekend in Oklahoma. If you're from Oklahoma, forgive me...but Damn!!! That is one boring place!
I talk too fast. I always have. Well, except for those two years as a child where I spoke really slowly and whispered everything. Don't ask. I do though, I talk too fast. I try to temper it when I realize it but for the most part it is like going over some rough rapids, you better hang on! These people (Larry and Sheila, in case you needed a name) talk so slow that they make heinz ketchup look like Mario Andretti. I do not have this kind of time to invest in your Dow Chemical stories.
I did get home earlier than expected though. The eye language of two people who have known each other intimately for quite a long time can scream "Get me the hell outta here" across a crowded room, filled with pompous air and ridiculously clothed windbags.
My sister and the baby did come last night. That's a plus. Kylor is getting soooo big and soooo cute. I have really been missing him. I don't know if it was the smartest thing on our part to leave our Mom for the 4th. We've never ever done that before.
My little brother died on the 4th of July in 1993. It's been a long hard road every day since then. We have never been apart on that day. My aunt had some surgery and my Mom really felt the need to be there with her so, Kelly made the call to come on without her.
I've been painting this morning. I have little speckles of color on my shirt. What the heck is up with the names of paint colors? My existing bedroom is called "glamour" and my new bedroom is called "socialite"...Can you even guess what those colors look like? Go ahead...try it.
Thanks for all the e-anniversary cards...I don't know if I sent a thank you to each of you...so I'm doing a mass thank you here.
Welcome to the new journal folk...I think I added the ones who added me...and a special apology to nannygirl because sweetbabyjames2 just forced her to add me...and that is sooooo rude, Jamie! Anyway...welcome to all of you...I'm fairly boring. Feel free to delete me at your whim.
Ta for now.
xoxo