I'm copying the name of this blog from a local radio station, but WHATEVER. For Whatever Wednesday I'm going to say whatever I want in my blog. It doesn't have to be a story, it doesn't have to be funny, heck, it doesn't even have to make sense for all I care. It's whatever! This should be quite liberating for me...here we go.
I am sick and tired of the rain. There is a pond in our backyard again and the rain does nothing good for my mood, my flowers, keeping my freshly groomed dog clean and most importantly, it does nothing for my HAIR! Not to mention, spring is usually one of my favorite seasons. This has not been much of a spring at all. I really dislike you right now, Mother Nature. And remember, I defended you alllllll winter long. I swear I was the very last person in Cleveland to complain about the snow. But I'm complaining now and you are officially on my "list"!!! I don't know what that means, exactly. But you're on it.
I made tater tots for dinner tonight, at my husband's request. I felt very weird about it, given the fact that we are both 27 years old. I felt like we should be eating them in a cafeteria, not at a kitchen table discussing our grown-up jobs in our grown-up house. But then Pat asked me to throw one at him to see if I could get it in his mouth and suddenly, it felt completely appropriate that we were eating tater tots.
My allergies are awful this spring. Mostly in my eyes. I haven't been able to wear contacts for a week. Each time I try, my eye is irritated and infected by the end of the day. Thank goodness the sun hasn't shown it's face in weeks so I don't have to worry about the fact that I don't have prescription sunglasses. I will be that girl that has sunglasses over top of their regular glasses. If you see me, just pretend you don't. It will be more comfortable for both of us.
A spider dangled down next to me while I was going to the bathroom tonight. Naturally, I screamed. And since Pat was in the basement, I knew I had to take matters into my own hands (or shoe). So I killed it (I think). It fell in to the trash can. Dead or alive, I can't say for sure. But I had to repeat "Oh shit" out loud the entire time I was killing it. Somehow that gave me the strength I needed. Another milestone of maturity that should probably be reached before I bring children into this world is the ability to kill a spider, the size of a dime, without swearing.
I guess I should try to end this post with something positive... hmmm...I got my hair done today. But it's completely frizzy now because of this AWFUL WEATHER. Thanks a lot, Mother Nature.
So much for being positive.
I am sick and tired of the rain. There is a pond in our backyard again and the rain does nothing good for my mood, my flowers, keeping my freshly groomed dog clean and most importantly, it does nothing for my HAIR! Not to mention, spring is usually one of my favorite seasons. This has not been much of a spring at all. I really dislike you right now, Mother Nature. And remember, I defended you alllllll winter long. I swear I was the very last person in Cleveland to complain about the snow. But I'm complaining now and you are officially on my "list"!!! I don't know what that means, exactly. But you're on it.
I made tater tots for dinner tonight, at my husband's request. I felt very weird about it, given the fact that we are both 27 years old. I felt like we should be eating them in a cafeteria, not at a kitchen table discussing our grown-up jobs in our grown-up house. But then Pat asked me to throw one at him to see if I could get it in his mouth and suddenly, it felt completely appropriate that we were eating tater tots.
My allergies are awful this spring. Mostly in my eyes. I haven't been able to wear contacts for a week. Each time I try, my eye is irritated and infected by the end of the day. Thank goodness the sun hasn't shown it's face in weeks so I don't have to worry about the fact that I don't have prescription sunglasses. I will be that girl that has sunglasses over top of their regular glasses. If you see me, just pretend you don't. It will be more comfortable for both of us.
A spider dangled down next to me while I was going to the bathroom tonight. Naturally, I screamed. And since Pat was in the basement, I knew I had to take matters into my own hands (or shoe). So I killed it (I think). It fell in to the trash can. Dead or alive, I can't say for sure. But I had to repeat "Oh shit" out loud the entire time I was killing it. Somehow that gave me the strength I needed. Another milestone of maturity that should probably be reached before I bring children into this world is the ability to kill a spider, the size of a dime, without swearing.
I guess I should try to end this post with something positive... hmmm...I got my hair done today. But it's completely frizzy now because of this AWFUL WEATHER. Thanks a lot, Mother Nature.
So much for being positive.
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