Jeezum crow, what a boring weekend this has been. Being dirt poor is to blame because there isn’t all that much fun to be had on a shoestring budget. We’ve done it before, had a great time with a limited amount of money. Just not THIS weekend. I can’t believe I’m actually looking forward to the return of the workweek. I’ll hang out with my newfound friends and shoot the shit and drink the joe. Better than sitting around here staring at the tv or dinking around on the computer. BAH.
I guess not all weekends can be stunning and awesome. Because that would be too awesome. As if there is even such a thing as “too awesome”. I sure as heck wouldn’t know.
Wow, what’s with all the bitterness?? I mean, seriously! It hasn’t been a bad weekend, by any judge of the word. It just hasn’t been a whole lot of fun. It’s been BORING. But that’s about the only thing wrong with it. I feel all entitled to a fun weekend because my week last week was fun. OMG, I had such a good time last week. I’m worried for the week to come because I can’t help but think there’s no way it can live up to what I want it to be. Can it? Surely, it can’t. Damnit.
Maybe my problem is BOYS. I’ve been surrounded by nothing but boys all weekend long and I need some girl time. Naw, that’s not it. It’s gotta be the money thing. Being poor bites.
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This is me. I'm a thirtysomething stay at home mom to three kids. For years I was a stay at home mom to one kid and trying very hard to have more. It took a LONG time (ie: 6 1/2 years), but finally Liam arrived and charmed us with his blue eyes and ginormous, round head. Then we got a shock: I was pregnant again and this time it was a GIRL. Our hearts and home are full at last and now that we're done having babies, we get to relax (snort) and watch them grow (not too fast now, you hear?). Thanks for coming by, feel free to dip into my archives, read my About and History pages (just don't do Jackson's Story without tissues!) and make yourself at home.
