Carpet man, coming to put in new carpet in the livingroom.
Estimated Arrival? 7:30 - 8:30.
Current Time? 1:20am
What is my problem? Why do I continue to stay up so late?
And why can't the dam carpet installer just commit to a dang time?!? Man. If he just told me he was coming at 8:30 versus 7:30, I could get a WHOLE hour more sleep.
Bastards.
It's been so warm the past few days that we've had the air on constantly. Finally, for the next few days it's going to be a bit cooler. Off goes the air and the windows fly open.
Gosh. It's amazing how much louder the birds chirping, cars buzzing by and my wooden wind chimes sound after being boxed up in a closed house for the past week.
It's so much nicer having a breeze floating through the house.
Did anyone pick up Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix? We haven't yet. In fact, I've yet to make it through the first one. My kids have read some of them, though. Since seeing the 2nd movie, I've wanted to dust off the old books and read them aloud (as a family).
Anyone into Harry Potter books? Like or dislike them?
After seeing a picture of The Hulk a few months back, I thought it was laughable. Unreal. Fake. Funny-looking.
Yet, I've got 5 kids and four of them wanna see the green man. I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to see it, I just hope that it's good. Or at least worth seeing at full price.
So, back from vacation a couple days earlier, we've decided to hit the theateres, all of us together - something we rarely do, 'cause it usually ends in frustration.
Hope it's good.
For the record: I am not Ruben Studdard's mom. I still get a lot of hits for Ruben, and I guess since the name of the site, and everything... I get this trickling of emails telling me how proud they are of my son (Ruben). Yeh, he's a cool guy, talented and all. But, my son he's not.
Bad Day Boxes. I kind of like this idea. It's a box that you keep, filled with things that make you happy. So, when you're having a bad day, you can whip out the box to make you feel better.
Cool.
A beer sounds nice. So does wine. A dirty-ass martini sounds extra nice. But, I have no ambition to make one. Or do I? Yeah. I think I do.
Hmmm. I ordered some tomato plants from Woman's Day Magazine. My total came to $14.50, but I was charged $22.95.
Hmmmmm.
So, I get my plants, no instructions, no invoice. Nothing. I do a search on the company Spring River Nursery, hoping to find instructions on their website. Instead, I find this:
Rip Off Report: Spring River Nursery fraudulent ripoff business Hartford Michigan
Hmmmmm. So, I call Woman's Day and there's a (non toll-free) number to call about orders. I push "0" and get the operator, to whom I tell my situation. She told me someone would get back to me.
And now I wait. Damn. I don't know how to plant these. I don't know if they're annuals, or what. And I'm now leery.
UPDATE: Check out some additional information here.
1. How many times have you truly been in love? One. Now.
2. What was/is so great about the person you love(d) the most? He's my friend, and even more so each year. I can't imagine life without him.
3. What qualities should a significant other have? I don't know about qualities, but you should want to spend time with them. You should be able to (happily) imagine yourself growing old together. You should be able to trust each other. Nothing comes before your SO. Not even friends.
4. Have you ever broken someone's heart? Yeah. But, it wasn't me, really, it was...eh. Long story.
5. If there was one thing you could teach people about love, what would it be? I don't know. I'm not sure I can teach anything. It's a feeling, it's in your soul. You love your kids, your spouse, your parents... love is life.
Newsflash!! To my 9 year old son: Guess what? It is a proven fact that you don't have to question every thing I tell you. No, really. I'm not kidding. I saw it on the news, and then I did a little research on it (just to make sure, you know), and it is unanimous.
I was a little surprised myself, I'll admit. Because, you know, us adults don't know everything. But, you can maybe question 10% of what I say, and a majority of that 10% would be opinions, anyway, so that's okay to question. But the remaining 90% is probably true.
Like when it's 11:29 and I say: "Let your cut air out for 10 minutes." It's fine if I tell you to sit still until 11:40. Yes. It's OK. Maybe it will be slightly more than the allotted 10 minutes that I quoted you, but believe me. It will be ALRIGHT.
Daycare owner charged with breast-feeding someone else's baby.
Ew. You know, a friend of mine has a cousin who's mother babysat her infant. (Make sense? Gramma's babysitting grandchild - got it? Okay.) Anyhoo, the mom has, on occasion, let the grandchild suck on her breast to soothe her, while the mommy is away. I thought that was odd.
But, this daycare lady doing that? What the hell? How could she think that was just fine to do? And, honestly, I'm not even talking about germs and such. I'm talking about ick factor. The whole thing kind of creeps me out.
Yes, I know people used to do this. I'm aware.
Swiped from Aimee.
Hey, check this out:

That's from this entry. I found a link on Fred's site to this article, that's discussing the rent-a-negro thang.
News in blogland travels fast, eh?
Scathing E-Mail From Carey's Site Shocks Family.
This sounds like (what I think of her to be) Mariah to me, but would she ever be so blatently rude?