Friday, July 9, 2010

Warning! I'm a Swearer!

Oh my! I think of things all week long to confess about and then when I sit down and start typing.....NOTHING! (Well nothing I can tell the blogging public...)




I confess:

1. I have a secret, well I have lots of secrets I'll tell you one! My bladder is broken! It's true. It sucks getting old, who ever thought 33 would be old, not me! I'll tell you another secret... I'm doing kegels right now....lol!

2. I love my mom! She goes way overboard to help me or any of my Sisters! I needed some help last Monday and she came at a drop of hat, she did way more than I needed her to, and I've worried all week about paying her back.

3. I have a dog. I kinda like him. I used to love him. This last week I've been thinking about finding a new home for him. I'm horrible huh? We just moved into our brand new house that Jack Jeremy built. And for some reason he (the dog, not Jeremy) keeps going potty down stairs. It's unfinished down there but still I don't want dog poop in my house! So I put up a gate and problem solved. Right? I just wished the bitter hateful feelings would go away towards my poor little pooch!



4. I have to go to the the Dr. next Friday.



5. I see my husband for about 5 min (if I'm lucky) each day. It's usually after 10pm and I'm in bed watching Raymond. He usually calls a couple times a day to say hi or to vent about the home owner. But he's working in the sticks where there is no phone service, needless to say I'm missing him. And if you know him, it takes allot to miss him. ;)



6. I'm having a pitty party! I have them quite often. I need to get out of the house and take my kids somewhere fun for the summer. Yesterday I was so down and discouraged I called my sister and invited ourselves over to swim and play in her yard. Can you say LOSER!



7. I wish people would pay us on time. And when they do pay, their checks were good. If you don't have the effing money, don't call someone and ask them to install marble for you, or build you a billion dollar deck, or re-finish a basement, or what the hell ever?? If you can't pay assholes don't call. I'm sick of worrying about money. And how I'm going to pay the Dr. Bills!





Whhoooooo, I feel better now go LINK up with Glam, and play along!