It's funny. Looking at people's facebooks raises no desire to go back to mine. And I know I say that every day but it's a daily affirmation I need to say a couple of times a day. I don't know why but I do.
I have Some exciting news!!! I got an email this morning from my BFF Denise!!! She had her baby!!! 6 lbs 12 oz and he's BEAUTIFUL!!!! I wish I lived closer so I could see him in person!!!
It's times like this that make me miss New Jersey. When my friends have babies I just want to be there to cuddle and coo. But then I remember the drifts of snow from the two blizzards of 2009 and I think of the pictures of Hurricane Sandy (I don't care what they say that should not have been downgraded to tropical storm), the landlord that a complete and total turd, and the horrible horrible boss that made my job a living nightmare eventually and I am not sorry I moved. I'm actually sorry I didn't leave sooner.
And while I'm on the subject... Did I miss a memo or something in NJ that says y'all need to move down here?? In the last three or so weeks, I have seen a serious increase in cars from New Jersey. I don't know if they are visiting or if they have moved here but damn! Every fifth car seems like is from Jersey... not that I'm counting or anything. I do know that three of my new neighbormates (People in the neighborhood) are from Jersey. I'm tempted to go to them and ask where in Jersey? Why did they come here? When might they be going back?
Don't get me wrong. If my friends in NJ decided to come relocate down here, I would probably be thrilled as punch. One of them is a teacher so I would make sure I moved to the CMS school district she worked in cause then my kids would get a freaking awesome education. One of them works with her parents so her moving down here would probably mean they want to open a Charlotte office and I would work so hard at getting a job there. I'm sorry I like connection and I would beg and plead for that, lol. One is into wrestling so there'd always be a party at his house because WWE is ALWAYS down here in someway and somehow. Of course it would mean going to a wrestling party and I quite dislike wrestling but hey it's a party!
(Understand that at this point I have to admit that I typed that last part like three hours ago and have since gotten up and did a few hundred things so I have no idea where I was going with that... Let's continue now.)
So I got farther in Wildacre today and I think I stopped at Bea had weaseled her way onto her brother's honeymoon trip because she was (shudder) sleeping with her brother. (Gag) well about two weeks into the trip, she realized she was pregnant. Gasp! She tried to lose it by getting on a bad horse and getting thrown but the baby stayed where it was so she came up with a plan to get her new sister in law to raise it as her own. Sister girl was afraid of sex. Like deathly afraid of it and she and bro had done it one time. They figured if she made him think that she had conceived off that one time she would be set for life. He bought it, brother rushed home because Mom was sick leaving the ladies in France where Bea gave birth to brother's daughter. Sissy took the baby and formed like an immediate bond. A serious one and Bea was all too happy to give it up because she hoped it would be a boy who would inherit the farm and one day she could tell him that she was his mother not sissy. NO such luck. So they return home with this newborn who's happy and healthy and EVERYONE falls in love with this kid. But Bea is now finding herself being courted by the country doctor who comes from a family richer than hers but she doesn't want to marry him because he will take her back to Scotland. This takes her from the farm, so NO! So now I'm at the part where she has decided to go dominatrix on her submissive brother. I think I have only wanted to throw the book at a wall about three times today.
Just finished setting the bread maker to make the second bread of the day. The sandwich squad goes through so much bread it really is cheaper to keep the ingredients in the house rather than run to the store every few days for a loaf and I refuse to buy in bulk and freeze because even I hate thawed bread. It's yucky. Besides if i make it, I know all the ingredients in it and can pronounce every one of them. Some of these commercial breads... hmmm..... It's surprising how many breads use honey as the sugar when commercial bakers use high fructose corn syrup. Not that I have anything against HFCS but still.. I'll stick to my honey.
So two things happened today that I haven't mentioned. First of all, my libby left the house this morning looking like this:
And came back looking like this:
That's right!! Today was braces removal day!! I wish I had had Dr. Prettyman (Yes that is his real name) when I was a teenager! I had a guy named Dr. McIntyre and that man kept me in braces from the day after 8th grade ended to the day before my senior prom. I matched four picture day outfits and one prom gown to my braces. Countless dance dresses, and even matched my braces to the band uniform and or different holidays (orange and black for Halloween red and green for Christmas, etc...) When it came to the senior prom, I was NOT matching my mouth to my dress and I barged into his office and told him that after four years these tings were coming off if I had to take a pair of pliers to them. I had had enough! The truth was he was enjoying the benefits of my mothers insurance. It's okay it bit him in the ass in the end. I heard he was put in prison for taxes, embezzling, and insurance fraud not too long ago. I wonder how he justified keeping my braces on on paperwork? Resistant tooth bone structure? lol
Anyway, the second thing that happened today was Liv had to do a rap for her vocabulary words for homework and I think between the two of us, she has an A+...
I'm tired now and it's midnight. Toodle-oo Bloggers!!
