Friday, January 30, 2009

Indecisive

Hey, A.

Love the new crock pot! Does the liner come out? I love my new upgrade, too. I don't use it often, but when I do, I love having it. I wonder how your chicken came out. (Oh, and we still need to discuss the dal) Your menu sounds delicious. I know I'm a foodie and all and I delight in culinary creations, but whole birds scare me. I wouldn't know how to cut it apart.

And now that you have your nails back, you're all sorts of fancy!...Honestly, twice a year, after a couple of mine break and my checkbook is low, I'll pick the rest off and go a week or two without...then as soon as I get them back on I wonder how I even went a day without them. When my nails are back, it's like I have my own hands back. I've had nails now for almost 20 years, way back to the Pinkish days (for the first 10 or more years they were my own; for the last five they've been gel); when I don't have nails, my hands just don't seem to belong. Anyway, yay for you! I'm glad you've been able to find ways to feel better while all this FD sh*t is going on.

I'm home having a cocktail, wondering what to do tonight. Funny thing is I'm not sure I want to do anything--even though I finally have cash to play. (I got paid and my income tax return today.) (Again, I'm so laughably Psych 101.) I figured that rather than wander aimlessly, I should come home and relax a little, see if it gets me into hibernation mode or wanting to get out. So far, I still have no clue about tonight.

As for the rest of my weekend, my Sunshine is coming tomorrow night for a sleepover. She's bringing the puberty book my sister L bought her to accompany the new training bra she got, which she will probably be wearing. Last night she said, "my mom got me a puberty book" in that voice kids have that says I'm trying to be cool about this but I am so embarrassed and awkward right now, I may as well be in the middle of the mall with my mom singing show tunes at the top of her lungs. I asked her if she wanted to bring it so we could read from it, and she said yes. God I love her. I swear we have traveled together in a past life.

Sunday we have a party at M and V's for the kids' birthdays, so L will pick S up from there. I'll plan a quick escape because of the set of exams I brought home that I still have to correct. Not to mention that I, like the rest of America, want to watch the Superbowl. The Pats aren't in it, but I need to see the commercials. Hello?!! And the half time show!! (M plans the party for Superbowl Sunday every year and it gets more and more annoying that she does. Throw into the mix that the kids are 12 and 16 this year, and I'm beyond words.)

So that's my story. I'm done with my cocktail and my post and I still don't know what I want to do tonight, but I hope to figure it out soon.

Hope you have a good weekend in store.

Love,
B

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