Textual Intercourse

Dear Society,

I regret to inform you that I have purchased a new cell phone for my youngest daughter. This new cell phone has a flip-out keypad, a camera, a video recorder, comes pre-loaded with games and other software and oh yeah, it places and receives telephone calls! I have purchased the unlimited message plan so I won't have to incur charges equal to the national deficit. Do you know what this means for you?

It means that she will join the throngs of others who wander aimlessly with phones directly in front of them, big grins and thumbs moving faster than the speed of light.

Please accept my apologies in advance for the non-stop barrage of message indicator beeps/tones/music that will be emitted from her new phone.

In the few minutes that I have taken to compose this letter, I have received THREE text messages from my little darling. She has the most important things to say!

Things such as:

funky!

and

this sucks!

and my all time favorite:

I'm bored!

Please note, I am not a fan of text messages. I find it much easier to actually make a phone call rather than to fiddle with those keys but from what I've witnessed in restaurants, movie theaters, concerts, in cars, ANYWHERE, I am not in the majority.

Once again, please accept my sincerest apologies.

Where do I start?

This morning I discovered that someone "pee'd" on my new down pillow! I'm not mentioning any names.......but when she sleeps, she looks super cute:

So at 4:45 a.m., I stripped the bed, threw the pillow in the washer and proceeded with my morning.

Before I left for work, I made sure that my kitchen was clean - sink was scrubbed, counters were cleaned off, swept the floor, wiped down the microwave, etc. I have a thing about coming home to a relatively clean house.

I KNEW what this was. It's drywall! When I walked through the front door, I saw this:

The wall between my kitchen and living room had vanished!

Mind you, I had a ver-r-r-y tough day today. My work is undergoing "reorganization" which is a sanitized word meaning layoffs. (I'm still employed but who knows for how long).

My co-worker has a slipped disc in her back so I have to do her job as well as my job for the whole week while undertaking a special project as well.


I have a new puppy and work very hard to make sure that the floor is clean so she can't choke on anything.


Did I mention that disarray tends to make me nervous?



I make it a habit NOT to swear on this blog but if I did, I would say %^&* and #$%^&*! and%^&*-%^&*!

I love my husband but it's taking all I can not to wring his ^&* neck!

Gettin' Our Twilight On .....again!

Since I am a parent of an "official" teenager, my youngest daughter and I had to rush out to our local Target to ensure that we could buy the Twilight movie on the day it was released.

We've seen the movie when it was first released in the theatres and I've read the first two books.

I would much rather watching a never ending loop of Twilight than Jon and Kate Plus Eight which is what my youngest has been watching for what seems like forever!! Kate just plain irks me and those screaming meemies, oh Lord!