Last night was so-so fun. We went to Player's Pub first, but it was too crowded and not enough servers and blah, blah, blah. So we left and went to Office Lounge for karaoke. It wasn't busy so I got to sing a few times and had fun. I wish we would have just gone there in the first place. Debbie had said she wanted to go to Player's Pub and I told her there's always a cover charge and she said fine...but then when we got there bitched about it. She brought two women from her office and we have actually all gone out together before, but last night I was not happy to be with them. I was a bitch, I think, to put in mildly. I thought one looked really trashy in her appearance and then the other woman sat in the dining room and brushed her hair at the table while people all around us were being served food. I wanted to puke. If I hadn't already eaten my appetizer I had ordered I wouldn't have been able to eat another bite.
Today was the usual, Farmer's Market, house stuff, reading, nap, dump. It is so hot. I'd like to mow, but I think I would get heat stroke. I may go out to a movie just to sit in some AC. I can't really afford it after last night, but with no AC and DAMN FLEAS in here, all I want to do is lie in front of a fan and read. I have all kinds of good food, but it's too hot to cook. I already had a sandwich for lunch so I don't want another sandwich. Maybe I will just eat more raw tomatoes! There is a ripe cucumber in the garden, but I want to save it until tomorrow so Michael can have the honor of picking the first one!
Happy today for the lovely man who sells herbs at the market. I bought a rosemary plant from him today and he was very encouraging to me and told how to try not to kill it.
Losing a Parent
6 years ago
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I'm glad fleas don't exist here. But then again I'm no animal lover so we wouldn't have animals regardless- besides I've got 4 human animals to clean up after anyway.
From my memory game-
I remember when you got upset at me too. It made no sense to me at the time- but looking back it was sort of PMSy.
I vaguely remember staying at your house when Emily was a baby (I think) when the Chicago temple was dedicated and my parent's went and left all of us but Spencer with you. I remember having Popsicles. I think that's my first memory of you. :D
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