Friday Off To A Bad Start

Today has not started off well for me. I had dart league last night, which always means that I get home late and usually pretty intoxicated. Last night was no exception. So of course this morning didn't start off too well, not that any Friday does, but this one was worse than normal. The dog started barking at 6:30 which woke me up an hour early. On Fridays, I need as much sleep as possible to sleep off the potential hangover. So, because something got the dogs attention, my sleep was interrupted. After I went and let her out of her kennel, I went back to bed. When I woke at my normal time (7:30) I couldn't find the dog. I went back downstairs to find that she made a mess of her kennel - that I would now have to clean - HUNGOVER. I cleaned the kennel, and went back upstairs to take a shower. After my shower, I went back down to make breakfast. I put an english muffin in the toaster and fed Bella. After about 15 minutes, I couldn't figure out why my muffin wasn't done and realized the toaster was not plugged in. I plugged it in and tried again. This time, someone messed with the setting and I got a piece of charcoal instead of a muffin. I gave up and threw it away and went on without eating. Bella was done eating, which meant that she would need to go outside. Bella is usually very good about sitting patiently and not taking off while I attach her to the lead. However today, a rabbit was in the yard and she bolted, breaking my already broke nail even worse. My neighbors probably heard me cuss I yelled so loud. Now I have to drive around the neighborhood to find my ignorant little mut...however first I have to get dressed because I haven't made it that far in my morning routine. Aggravated, I went upstairs and threw on a sweatshirt and jeans and went to find her. I drove around for at least 15 or 20 minutes before finding her. Now I'm going to be late for work. Still need to dry my hair and put on my makeup and change my clothes. Needless to say, I'm at work, still in the same sweatshirt and jeans that I wore to go find my little mut.

I know it probably seems worse than it really was right now because I'm - not exactly hungover - just tired and now that I think about it, extremely hungry. Thank goodness I have nothing to exhausting going on this evening. Its a relaxing, fun filled evening of scrapmania with Rachel.

Obsessions

I am really not an obsessive person, just addictive. Over my course of life, I have developed these obsessions, which are basically just addictions, but in a fancy form of word that people can imply that you are nuts by using.

#1 - I am obsessed with the Twilight Saga books. I saw the movie after I read the first book of the series and honestly, I didn't think that it was as good as the books, which as they say, they never are. So what would possess me to buy the movie when it comes out on DVD...an obsession.

#2 - To prove my obsession, I changed my layout to all twilight...just to get the point across. And after a few days of looking at this, I will probably get sick of it and the obsession will go away.

#3 - I am no obsessed with vampires, nor do I want to be one. Unless becoming a vampire will make me lose 30 lbs. Then I'm all for it. Hey, I already have the pale skin, I'm definitely not a vegetarian - I order my steaks med-rare, and I really don't sleep all that well at night. So whats the difference, except that I would have sparkly skin...oh and skinnier.

#4 - I WILL NOT WEAR TWILIGHT ATTIRE, or dress my bed in Edward Cullen sheets, or tattoo lines from the movie on my wrist.

So, infact I do not have an obsession or an addiction, I just really liked reading the books and bought the movie.

Actually, in all reality, it really just gave me something to blog about after I was told that I was so obsessed because I ordered the movie after stating I didn't care for it.

Happy Hump Day!

Our Children Continued...

Bella & Momma

Bella w/ Aunt Allison and cousin Hunter (my nephew)

Bella agravated...

Bella and Hope - Best Buds and Party Animals!!!

Our Children

Since Tony and I don't have children, we consider our animals our children. We have a daughter, Bella; and I have a step son that lives with his grandparents, Tonka. Since everyone else seems to post cute little pictures of their children, I thought I would post some of my "cute" babies too!

Bella

Halloween 2008 - she loved her costume so much she wouldn't even give me time to cut off the tags...yeah right.

Halloween 2007


Struttin around the house...

My step son, Tonka...with a sailor hat.

My Crazy Aunt

How many people have a 72 year old Aunt who does wild things? I DO! Crazy (or as she calls herself, Crabby) Aunt Joan!!! Check her out... Who couldn't love this woman!!!

Garrett, Aunt Joan, & Me

She beer bongs...faster than most I know

She randomly jumps on peoples motorcycles for photo ops (hmm..wonder where she gets that from??)

Apparently, size doesn't matter....

And she win's beer chugging contests on stage...(she was very proud of this moment...and we were proud of her. She was getting high 5's from random people all night for this. Even the dueling piano player couldn't believe she was 72!!!)

Any Questions???

St. Pat's #3

More St. Pats...

Val & Dad

Allison (My sis) and Val

Garrett's already wearing his beer goggles...

Its exhausting!

Those of us that survive get some grub at the end of the day!!!