Some people should not be allowed to blog.

I am one of those people.

God, am  I boring at times!

Hmmkay…my internet is being so fucking *slooooooooow* today! Waiting for my pages to load, I completely fucking forgot what I was going to write about.

For starters I guess, I’m thinking of all the stuff I need to get done this month.

I have the girls birthdays’ coming up soon…11-15 & 11-19. Now, that’s cool and all…but, Mike has two days off a week. That is not possibly enough time to get all my shit done that I have to do. ((I don’t drive, so unless he’s here, I can’t get anywhere)) I don’t yet know how Thanksgiving is going…we tend to switch off on who’s going to cook…One year, I’ll do it…the next, my mum…the next, my gramma…Last year, we were at my Nana’s…the year before, my mum did it…so, technically, it’s my turn…

Another yay!

Really. I don’t mind doing it…I find it fun.

The issue? Getting everyone to my house. When it’s my mum’s house, everyone can usually make it…One person ((yes, you know who you are, cause I do believe you’re the only person who reads this)) just won’t come up here…why, I don’t know…

then there’s my stupid dog. Cujo is so fucking hyper-retarded…he’d probably maul my gramma to death…((in a loving way, as the dog isn’t one bit mean))

So, blah. I don’t know how we’re going to do it.

Sundays are always my day to complain…I despise Sundays the way I despise shower scum.

Maybe tho, my day will be highlighted when Mike get’s home from work…He’s ((maybe)) going to finally bring home the foundation for my bed!

I have been a bed frame & foundation short of a bed for almost a year now. I think it was…well, early this year, we bought a new mattress…well, the bed frame we had, had previously not needed a foundation. ((don’t ask why, it’s a stupid story anyway)) So, we just put the new mattress on the old frame whatever thing. Yeah, know what? My mattress ((while it’s a gorgeous, thick, comfy pillow top bitch)) didn’t sit right on it. So, I put up with it for a bit, then just couldn’t take waking up feeling sore. So, I dragged that stupid frame out my front door, down the stairs ((I live on the 2nd floor)) and left it there.

Which, of course, left me with a mattress on my floor.

I did try alternate ways of getting it off the floor…as my husband told me ((numerous times)) ‘patience’ when I’d ask about at least getting a foundation for it.

So, the day has finally come.

Hopefully.

Now, let’s hope it dosn’t take another year to get a fucking frame for it.

I was going to stick some random Sunday morning pictures in here…

but I so don’t feel like editing.

’til later…