Nothing Is Ever Easy

Don't ya just hate it when you can't think of anything exciting to blog about? Yeah, me too. That seems to me lately. Nothing to talk about, which really isn't me as I could talk your socks off on any given day.

How about a funny story. It much funnier now than when it happened but you know how it is, if you don't laugh about it you would probably cry.

This past weekend the hubs was touching up paint in our bathroom. He climbed up on the edge of the tub holding a quart size can of paint. As he reached over his head he lost his balance. As he fell backwards he grabbed the towel bar yanking it out of the wall and fell onto the toilet knocking it about 6" off its base. Awesome! Paint was everywhere.

He (I was out of town so this is all secondhard info) had to throw away the bathroom rugs, the shower curtain and liner, a few towels, and 3! YES I SAID 3 pairs of my shoes. The paint flew all the way across the bathroom and into my closet. As he was a one man show at that point I guess he had to pick and choose what to clean up first. The shoes were not real high on his priority list I guess.

I am going to keep this in my pocket until the next time I go shopping and he wants to know why I need so many new pairs of shoes.

Happy Birthday!

Happy 1st Birthday! I can't believe its been a year since you came into our lives. I miss you and Little Mister and Mama and Daddy too. I can't wait to see you this weekend!
Love, Auntie Mar

Rambling....

If its not one things its another. We've been trying to get our house ready to put in on the market and buy a bigger one! Its funny all the little things we have been doing and fixing up were fine for the last 8 years, but now! Must.fix.everything.

The small little pettiness at school continues with the girl and the turd as she has come to been known at our house. I saw the turd this morning and said to her "Lets all work on being nice to each other today". She looked at me like yeah screw you and said "What have I done?".

Then their is all the little "doctor" stuff that has been going on. Everything is fine, but a pain in the arse nonetheless.

The fine establishment that gives me a big o chunk of change 2 times a month has called in a missing persons report on me, given I haven't been here much. I think I may have used all my vacation days up into the year 2115.

It will all get better. It will all get better. It will all get better.

I will try to be better (I just typed more better, great now my mind is going to pot as well) about posting.