Wanna hear some REALLY exciting news??
Well, you will have to go to another blog for that. PSYCH. I have been rather boring lately. Last night, I came from work, plopped on the couch for yet another frozen burrito and attempted to watch T.V., but really just stared at the screen and the wall because I can't concentrate on anything. I have the motivation of a slug right now. My mom brought me back some Christmas decorations from my grandma's house - and they are still sitting in my living room; so it looks at though I am celebrating Christmas in June.
I fell asleep on the couch until 3 a.m., and then did the drunk-walk down the hallway bumping into the walls going to the bedroom. (No alcohol has been consumed by me since my glass of champagne in the bubble bath - I was just half asleep.) I got another couple of hours of sleep, but woke up sideways on the bed. I have no idea, but I apparently did some "Linda Blair" moves because the dogs were no where to be found. They stayed in the living room. No fuzzy love for Crazydogmama.
It was FREEZING in the house this morning, so I went into the laundry room to dry some underwear (since I had no clean ones) - which made the laundry room warm, so I stayed in there to get dressed. Have I told you about my sexy underwear? I haven't? Well, you are in for a treat. I have granny underwear with little martini glasses on them. I KNOW! So see, this means I am not entirely unhot. Are you turned on? I knew you would be.
So now, here I sit at work, beginning my day blogging. Someone here reads my blog, but I can't figure out who it is, so if you are reading this, "Hi!" and don't nark on me for blogging - I'll buy you a coffee. ;-)
I am going over to my mom's again today and I'm going to drag her out bowling for the evening. Whether she likes it or not. She used to be in a league, so she will kick my butt, but there is little to do in this town and I need to get out. Don't expect pictures, though, because she will threaten me with bodily harm - then follow through with the bodily harm if I post any pictures of her on the internet. I tell her it's ok, but she doesn't buy it. You see, I welcome stalkers. Come stalk me! I need some excitement! If you get out of hand, I'll just shoot you. Your eyes will roll to the back of your head from boredom, though, I'm sure of it. If you're lucky, you might catch a glimpse of my martini underwear.
OH MY GOD. You are not going to believe I am telling the truth, but I am. I really, really am. I just discovered that I am wearing my pants INSIDE OUT. I am NOT KIDDING. They are black, so its hard to tell, but I am seriously losing it, people. This is a first. Without drinking. I am mortified. MORTIFIED. Perhaps I shouldn't get dressed in the laundry room anymore. LOL!!!