A new rant

One of my problems is I hate confrontation. I know, I know, but anyways I find it difficult to offend some people. One person is general is really nice. I like her, she's not a bad person. She just has this habit of forgetting that I'm married with a family. I don't spend hours on end at stores or whatever. I like to spend maybe 4 hours total out and go home. I need to do stuff at home. So I don't like going out late in the afternoons. Also we are worrywarts. I'm not home for no reason. I'm not leaving Stinky alone while I'm wandering around 50 miles away. Which leaves weekends, but then again, I wanna spend time with Goof. Hello, married! I need to pull up my britches and speak out. Also no one should call me after 10pm. Seriously, the only ones that get to are the family and friends in CA. It makes sense for them to. Mom never calls me that late. Well once, and it was bad. I had taken a sleeping pill too. Insomnia did not get cured that night. So this lovely person knows I'm awake and decides to call me. I needed to say, Hi, you called too late, never do it again, it woke up Goof. I have my phone set to a loud ring. Hell I have enough trouble hearing it on the same floor in the house. There is a wonderful thing called text messaging. If you really need to speak to me on a phone text me or IM me first that you wanna hear my voice. I'll call. I don't want those dirty looks from Goof. Not that I blame him either.

Today it seems Droopy and Bad seed's mom made up. Well Bad seed's mom, we'll call her Buttpain(she's got ass problems, nuff said) Buttpain, finally went and kissed up to Droopy. I guess she needed something. Now that is not a bad thing, I don't have to hear Droopy repeat herself over and over again. I'm still not gonna let Bad seed play with my kid. I need to see changes in that boy first. Don't need anything else broken. Honestly I'm not sure what I have in common with either of these women besides a boy child. Both like to complain about stuff. I wanna talk about other things. I'm not a republican, I rather bake, or talk about my dogs. Even talking about my dogs can get boring I know that. I really don't like to hear about personal health issues unasked, seriously meeting Buttpain for the first time, within 5 min, she was telling me about her ass in pain. Huh? I don't know you! Books, I love to read, I am trying to sew better, so far no more fingers attacked by the sewing machine, find good deals on household supplies, groceries, and Stinky clothes. We'll see how this progresses.

I bought a dress for Lucy today while I was at Target waiting for my rxs. It was on sale and it's so cute. Minnie Mouse embroidered in blue, on a white organza, several ruffles in organza, red small checked plaid, and red polka dot skirt. It's a sun dress that ties at the shoulders. It looks so cute on her. The skirt just reaches to her hip bones. She's such a long little thing. Poor Mingy, I couldn't find anything that fit him. It was either xsmall, or large. Lucy was a brat, I tried to take photos and she didn't want to model. I guess, it's been so long that I posed her, I need to practice with her.

I made a big mess today. It's my laziness that caused it all. The cupboard over the stove is not adjusted correctly. What I mean are the shelves are not the right height for what I use. The lower shelf has things that Goof and I use, the middle one is for the stuff that fits, but we don't use very much, and the top shelf is where I put all my bottles of stuff. You know where this is going huh? So I have a grabber that I use to pull stuff down with. I tried to grab my soy sauce bottle with it, and I didn't get a good enough hold, and it tipped as it cleared the shelf. I wasn't able to catch it, and CRACK! The bottle shattered (of course it had to be glass) and soy sauce went all over the floor. This was a relatively new bottle. I was so pissed. It was humid as heck, I just did all the prep work for the meat, and had to stop to mop up the mess I made.

This week has just not been my week. A bad splinter on the 4th, slicing my finger on the 7th, had to see the doctor on the 11th. Is this over yet? Oh yea, we may have to reschedule our cabin getaway. Goof is swamped at work.