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Saturday I took the boys swimming at my parents’ ”house”. You know how when you swim for a few hours, you get really hungry, right? Well, Danielle and I had a hankering for the yummy WW-friendly tilapia at App1ebee’s, so we all went. Nick, the boys, Danielle, my parents, DMIL, and I. (DMIL crashed our party because my dad needed something notarized and she’s a notary. I would be, but the surety company frowns on convicted felons.) We were sitting there enjoying our pre-meal drinks, talking about what the hell ever, and someone says, “Nick! What’s up? Where have you been lately?” I turn around, and it’s fucking Kristin. (Of pictures in the underpants drawer fame.) Smiling, with her hand on MY HUSBAND’S shoulder. All eyes go to Nick, who says, “Around.” “Around”? How about “With my FAMILY, you DISGUSTING WHORE.” How about “With my WIFE and our CHILDREN who are sitting RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU.” How about “None of your goddamned business?” Anything but “Around”. (If you type the word “around” a lot, it starts to lose all meaning and look funny. What is “around”?) Maybe I’m being all super girly crazy about this, but you don’t walk up to some guy you fucked a few times when he’s obviously with his family (his EXTENDED family, for fuck’s sake, my parents were there! And his mother!) and greet him like you just saw him last week. That is a calculated move, designed to piss me off. Don’t you think so? WHY IS THERE ALWAYS DRAMA? The saddest part of the whole thing is that so much more drama has happened since Saturday, I could write for pages about it. Maybe some other time. I’m so tired of the fucking drama. But. On the plus side (or the minus side, ha ha ha I fucking kill me) I lost 5.4 pounds this week at Weight Watchers. Fuck. Yeah. That’s a total of 9.8 so far, and I started what, a month ago? Nick’s cousin, a notoriously picky man, didn’t even recognize me from across the parking lot and asked Nick, “Who is that hot bitch by my truck?” It was me! Go me! Kids are: Three Doors Down, something. All their songs sound exactly the same to me. Last person who pissed me off: Fuck. There are so many. Heard in my house: "My friends are waiting for me at school, hurry up!" Awesome. And so damn cute. Miss Anything? It's a boy! - 2006-12-12
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