Spoiled Rotten

Treats are just for children. We dropped a few treats to three of our favorite furry kids today. They paid us the biggest compliment in the world… There was utter silence as all three gnawed away on their bones. We’ll see how long the ‘indestructible’ bones last, but in the mean time I have three very happy furry kids, and two very, very happy parents.

Spit On This

Yes be a dear and spit on this would you dear? There are so many requests that are made throughout a work day that I can scarcely remember them. That last one however, well there is this image of my spit in her belly button that is really sticking out.

Holy Hannah

Now there are many things I am comfortable with, yes this includes my weight gain from time to time. I am not however comfortable with noticing such a drastic increase in weight gain only to understand that this occurred in a relatively short time and the only reason for such an increase is that I had to have been reaching for comfort foods instead of facing reality. Never a good thing. That isn’t the person I wish to be nor is it a healthy way to go through life.

I need to come first again.

Insecticide

My 'boss', club owner that is. She's not really the boss of much inside or outside of work to be blunt. So she standing in the office saying, "blah blah blah" something so-cally important and I'm glancing at her out of the corner of my eye. I can't take much more. I'm going to take my shoe off any minute and just beat her to death with it. Then it hits me. I turn around and start flicking the light switch on and off and on and off, and she's getting all twitchy, so I flick the lights on and leave them on and she scurry's away. I was right all along. She really is a cockroach.

To The Dogs

It’s what the day had gone to and in the best possible of ways. I had fun, the children had fun and then some, and the dogs; they are now passed out cold. That is a sure fire way to know they had fun.

Nervous

I haven’t spent any time with these people, at least not in the past 10 years. I don’t really know them anymore. They don’t really know me either. Are they just as nervous, or is it just me? Just because we happened to share a last name for a time doesn't actually make us "family".

Good Friday, Goodness

Not being a Christian I am of course not doing anything of great importance today. At least not what many would consider important. I happen to believe that I am doing something far more important than going to service, or preparing for a large dinner in his honor. No, I have the distinct pleasure of spending some extreme quality time with my children, whom at this moment are proving to be rather surprising. Teens, teens whom are related, are in fact getting along. Their laughter, kind treatment of one another, and politeness that I have always known was there, however hidden, is shining through. I'm not certain how long it will last so I am being careful not to interrupt it in the slightest.

Later I'm dressing like a nun and going bar hopping.