Happy Sunday!
Not really happy but it’s Sunday and I woke up.
I hate being pissed at people I love but piss me off they do, so inconsiderate of them. If they listened to me in the first place they wouldn’t find themselves in the trouble they are in.
N.O.L. has been et. 'Twas very good and we are both stuffded. Cee-mint pond time in a bit. A nice, lazy Sunday!
Pizza for lunch
I said so, because I have enough to do.
It sparked something the Old Wench and I tell each other from time to time — sorry I turned you into a pony. 
Sent the OW off to a party herself. The one couple attending has a child who isn’t impossible but the dad makes it impossible always saying “no - no - no - I’m your father and you should listen to me - I said no - no - you do that one more ti - no - now stop - no” OVER AND OVER AGAIN! A brat I can get away from to some degree but the constant acknowledgement that a brat is present becomes impossible. And with just a one day weekend this time ---- it just wasn’t going to happen.
(I would have probably ended up slapping the entire family)
Yay I can finally has weekend.
I’m giving myself permission to eat crap this weekend. I had pizza last night (and for breakfast) and dinner is a Mickey D’s wrap. Then I shall spend my days off playing Skyrim and ignoring the world.
burrows into cave
Howdy Y’all! We’re in da cave after cee-mint pond time. I’ve had a shower and OYKW is havin’ him a soak in the tub. Dindin shall be whatever is scrounged from da fridge and/or pantry. ‘Tis been a wondrus day of slothful heatenatin’. Plus, tomorrow is a non-irk day! YAY!
BigKitty that sounds like a perfect way to spend one’s days off.
I’ve had a lazy day, so I’m rewarding myself with a martini.
Cats, sounds like a good time.
“Amish man snaps, takes switch to entire family. Film at 11.”
I have a friend like this. Her daughter is such a brat but sometimes I feel like smacking the parents for letting her get away with it.
Home from the show with another trophy. There were a lot of neat cars and about 10 or 11 bikes, but FCD’s was the only one with art.
I don’t understand these car shows. It would make sense to me if the owners had done the restoration themselves, but most of them have had it done, meaning they’re just showing how much money they spent. And the most perplexing are relatively new cars with nothing special about them at all. Yeah, it’s a pretty 'Vette, but it’s the way you bought it - no modifications, not embellishments… I just don’t understand.
No matter. We’re home. Yay! Chillage shall ensue.
I made up some chikin enchiladas which shall be dindin for tomorrow. I used the last of the smoked chikin in da freezer. I have only one <snerk> butt! <snerk> left in da freezer. I foresee smokeage sometime within the next month. I shall keep an eye out for cheap chikin and <snerk>butt!<snerk>
I had to shower - I just couldn’t stand myself. So now I’m clean and ready for bed. I’ll force my way to stay up a bit longer - 7PM is early, even for me! 
I shall crochet a while. MWAH!
<shakes fist> Thy mother bartered for military footwear!
I guess some of my frustration is not knowing really what to do or who to blame. The Dad makes a fight out of everything and in the average battle of wits and wills his 5 year old has him beat. But the mother (stay at home full time mom) has basically taught her that “my word counts but Daddy’s is up to debate”. The result is an offspring who may turn out fine or become one of Satan’s Sisters. It’s pretty much a coin flip.
I’ll also fault our friends somewhat for having parties where this is the only kid present - which makes the kid think the whole thing is about/for her amusement. Those who have met me can guess how well I take to errors in judgement like that.
Ahhhhhhh, the joys of adulthood. :smack:
ruble, my goddaughter’s mother was like that when she was little. When Katie misbehaved, she would start that crap. The kid then put on a bigger show. She didn’t do that with her dad, godfather or me because we didn’t put up with it. She’s now a grown woman with a baby of her own, an associate’s degree and a nice husband, so I’d like to think something got through.
The cooking lesson was fun. Arroz con pollo, yucca, fried plantains, Cuban bread, some amber Dos Equis, tres leche and Cuban coffee. I’s stuffed! Annnnnnd…the new guy definitely has potential. 
I made honey teriyaki poke chops with Five Spice yams and sesame garlic green beans for dinner. Just took Gordie on his 8th long walk of the day. Hard to believe the boy has that much energy at 8+ years old.
Mmmmmm. If he likes cooking and good food, yes he does.
His cooking style is different than mine (he cares for an elderly parent, so stuff tends not to hav much spice), but he definitely likes spicy. He was tickled pink when I asked him to go with me. He has the potential to be a [del] guinea pig[/del] taste tester for some of my dishes. BTW, your supper sounds most excellent too!
red have you climbed down from the ceilin’ after drinkin’ Cuban coffee? That stuff be seriously strong!
And on that note, I shall retire to the bedroom and join OYKW who has already gone off to sleepy land.
Nitey Nite Y’all!
I know it’s the parents fault.
As my friend said to me, we have given her everything she ever wanted, I don’t know why she is so disrespectful to us. :rolleyes:
Daddy gives in because she is his little princess. Mommy gives in because if she doesn’t daddy will and she doesn’t want her daughter to hate her. The daughter figured out pretty quickly if she says I hate you mommy gives in.
I told my friend, she’s a teenager, she’s supposed to hate you, it means you’re doing your job.
My poor dog, I gave him his pills for when he gets upset. First time he’s had them, I don’t know what got into him today but he was restless and wouldn’t settle down.
Anyway, the pills make him look like he’s drunk. He’s staggering, walking into things, keeps sliding on the hardwood floor.
I won’t give them to him again.
RED I love me some Cuban food. We have it often and Cuban coffee too.
Another lazy day here. We had a nice thunderstorm and about an hour of good showers. I gave King Louie a bath and cooked him some chicken and rice, his favorite.
Other than that I have accomplished absolutely nothing!
A fine argument for retro active abortion.
Best $400 I ever spent.