So, I'm sitting here at the local library praying the people sitting on either side of me don't look over and read what I'm typing (YES, YOU. YOU OVER THERE. THE TWENTYSOMETHING GUY LOOKING AT PORN, DON'T THINK I CAN'T TELL). Anyway, this is fun. I feel like I'm back in high school. So, when I said fun, I meant the kind of fun you can get yanking your fingernails out.
I've been without internet now for about a week. I haven't died yet, but I've come close. The days seem to stretch before me, and I can only clean the house so many times. It's funny though. Now that we are without internet and cable, the house is cleaner. Coincidence? I think not. Also, the kids know what I look like. No longer do they think mommy has a chair surgically grafted to her fat ass. It all feels so early eighties.
I had to go to a bridal convention with my sister and mother this past weekend. The only good thing to come out of it was all the free samples of cake and stuff we got to eat. Who on earth would spend $8000 on a hotel for a reception? Really, because I want to meet you. Damn! It was funny, they had this one bar company there where you could sign up for them to cater your wedding and as incentive they had two HOT, young, shirtless guys there. I was so flustered. One of them asked me how I was doing and I could only giggle. GIGGLE! Like I was some grade school geek. I wanted to die.
Well, my time here at the public computer is almost up. I have many blogs and sites to visit, so this is the end of my post. Later.