Just walk off with it. I’m going to try this the next time someone gives me a piece of jewelry to try on.
Now, this next addition to my “Redneck Antics” category is not meant to offend anyone. You have to imagine this in your head and the reaction you would probably have. Keep this in mind. So, yesterday evening while pulling onto my road, I see two what I think were dirt bikes, but I’m not an expert on motorcycles, pulled off on the side. I stop and look to make sure no cars were coming, and turn my head back to the right to pull out. Then I see it. Both men had t-shirts on-both shirts had seen better days-the sleeves on both had been ripped off… the men were probably in their late 30s… both with beer guts… beards, and, one man was missing an arm. I will admit, sometimes I have difficulty driving with both hands and I can’t understand how one could even balance himself properly on a motorcycle with one arm. Needless to say I pondered this on my way up my driveway. I still can’t figure it out. Leave it to a drunk, one-armed redneck to figure it out.
Sucks. I’m calling Charter tomorrow to see if it’s too late to have my account transferred here. I keep getting disconnected and reconnected. Hate it. Sleepy. Must rest.
I have no idea if that should be masculine or feminine but who cares- I’m not fluent in french. I’m bored. Extremely bored. I have been up since before 6am yesterday. I’m too tired to unpack anything else- I have managed the bathroom crap, computer crap, and 3 loads of laundry. The boys seem ok.. they were really confused earlier today when they went for the car ride. I ran up to Wal Mart (I was too exhausted to stupid person watch), bought them some frozen peas, grapes and of course their baby food, along with a few frozen entrees for me. Paper towels also. Luckily I remembered to pack my toilet paper. I’m going back in the morning (this morning?) to finish cleaning and make sure everything is out. My mom’s man-friend is taking the sofa and the couch, and let me tell you I am missing my falling apart crappy couch. I forgot sitting on the one here is like landing your hind portion on a stack of bricks. I do, at least, have a queen size bed now. It’s all about the little things in life.
