10 reasons:
#1- got up very late
#2- needed to do things
#3- The lil’wrekker’s home
#4- did NOT have a IV antibiotic this week
#5- that little black cloud that’s always over my head
#6- inherently unlucky
#7- medications are more numerous than smell-good things on my vanity
#8- it’s a holiday
#9- I own Siamese cats
#10- I have too much hair
Huh. That’s an eclectic list right there.
- My mother-in-law has become catatonic for no reason anyone can pinpoint.
- I have a cold, so I won’t even bother typing the rest of it.
No Siamese though.
Feel better Sunny girl.
(Lucky you, no Siamese Cats)
#10…there’s a cure for that.
#1 I did some cleaning and purging of the Daughter’s pantries while she is out of town with her job.
#2 My neck is KILLING me because of reason #1
#3 The Daughter might murder me for reason #1
#4 My Christmas shopping is woefully incomplete and I can’t really do anything about that because of reason #2
But my hair is short, neener! Neener!
~VOW
I think you’re owned by those Siamese cats.
StG
~VOW…get that neck better. Send Sarge Christmas shopping.
Oh dear God, she went crazy when she cut a measly, probably unnoticeable, foot off it. To hear her talk her hair was so long she sat on it. :eek:
it grew back.
I did. I hope it turns out better than the year he got everybody calligraphy sets.
At Walgreens.
~VOW
~VOW, calligraphy? Cool. This years thing is the squishy-goo* making kits. I see a messy Christmas afternoon.
(*secret formula is Elmers glue and liquid starch 1-1)
The kids were woefully unimpressed with the calligraphy sets. I have to work so hard to keep him from giving everybody the same thing. The year he wanted to give buffers/polishers to people, I finally had to put my foot down.
You are talking about that slime stuff, right? I hate that crap! I call it “snot” and tell everybody to keep it away from me!
Now they make it with glitter! Just what this world needs, glittery snot!
~VOW
actually its not messy at all something in contact lens cleaner keeps it from getting sticky
and as for #9 well there’s a few sauces and recipes that could take care of that :D:p
My bad bad holiday day is stepping barefoot on a visiting kids toy. It’s amazing how badly that extruded plastic can hurt.
There’s a thing called the Lego dance. No instructions needed. You’ll start the movements right after that plastic block cuts into your foot. 
Oh, god the dreaded Lego in the carpet. Son-of-a-wrek loved (s) Lego building. He’s in his early 30s. I have vac’d and cleaned the upstairs hall 1000s of times. I’ve had it steamed cleaned. Stepped on a Lego last week. :smack:
Said curse words! Very bad. Bad beck!
#1 I finished cleaning the pantries.
#2 The Daughter is home from her trip.
#3 My neck is giving me a very long lecture, filled with obscenities.
#4 I got a surprise check in yesterday’s mail. I’m giving it to Mr VOW to use for Christmas shopping.
#5 OHGAWD for #4
#6 I told The Daughter if she likes her pantries, she can consider them her Christmas gift.
#7 I told The Daughter if she does NOT like her pantries, then she may beat me, and can then consider the beating to be her Christmas gift.
~VOW
She likes it! Hey, mikey!
~vow
-VOW is at it again.
Is today any better???
You rang? I.mean, only Beck can call me that and that’s only because she won’t stop it when I ask. I think a CNA or two have picked it up, too.
After next semester Oldest will be a CNA. I told her she could work here, but she makes more as a pharmacy tech or as a concierge, her current jobs.