Catch up
It is time to play a little catch up. I work so much now that I rarely see my son (no exaggeration) and I have little energy or time to blog. Really, I should be cleaning my kitchen right now, but, well, I am too freaking tired to do it. Besides, telling you stories is more fun!
Mouse Update: Since the Massacre in the Bathtub, I have gone on to kill again. Twice. Well once, cause mouse #3 was not really my doing, not directly. After a long day at work, I tried to soak my feet in a bucket. It was tall, but not wide enough for these boats. I set the bucket on the kitchen counter to keep Milo away from it until I was ready to toss the water out in the tub. Well I forgot about it, but it attracted a mouse, who fell in and drowned. I think that is a suicide and should not count on my record. The last mouse was actually caught by Milo. He did some damage, but because I had laid poison out for the mice, I was afraid to let him really have it, so I covered my hand with a plastic bag, picked it up, dropped it in the toilet, poured some cleaner in with it, turned my head for a couple of minutes and flushed. Apparently my weapon of choice is H2O. It's handy, but damn hard to carry in your holster!
Corey and I were able to spend a great Christmas together. It was nice and we want to say thank you to everyone who added to his and my joy. However, we ended up with more people than beds on Christmas Eve, so I got to share the sectional couch with my brothers life long friend Gabe, whom I haven't seen in about three years. He is a really nice guy, (no Grandma, he didn't purpose!) and although a little awkward at first, we were really too tired to care. Heads at opposite ends, and feet converged in the corner, we were content just to be off the floor.
I have had some really off the wall customers, which always makes work entertaining. Lets see, we had one guy try to pretend to be someone's husband and pick up her packages. It didn't work. We had one person try to return items she had stole from us. Really. Again, it failed. I had one woman yell at me for telling her was on sale. I guess she found it rude to insinuate that she would want to purchase something on sale. I have been asked out a couple of times by guys who come into the store. I said no. Although, if the guy I met tonight comes back, I will say yes. Don't know what it was about him, but he got my attention. Made me blush.
I fell down a few stairs at home and it looks like I broke my big toe. That really sucks.
Corey spent almost as much of his gift money on books and board games as he did on toys. His choice. He is a good kid. I am really very blessed. I can't talk much more about him, because I miss him. I really am not kidding that I don't get to see him much right now. But it will be over in a week or so. And I am so thankful to my parents for all their help during this Holiday.
So there is a little update from the thing called my life. Just trudging along. Missing the heck out of everyone.
Mouse Update: Since the Massacre in the Bathtub, I have gone on to kill again. Twice. Well once, cause mouse #3 was not really my doing, not directly. After a long day at work, I tried to soak my feet in a bucket. It was tall, but not wide enough for these boats. I set the bucket on the kitchen counter to keep Milo away from it until I was ready to toss the water out in the tub. Well I forgot about it, but it attracted a mouse, who fell in and drowned. I think that is a suicide and should not count on my record. The last mouse was actually caught by Milo. He did some damage, but because I had laid poison out for the mice, I was afraid to let him really have it, so I covered my hand with a plastic bag, picked it up, dropped it in the toilet, poured some cleaner in with it, turned my head for a couple of minutes and flushed. Apparently my weapon of choice is H2O. It's handy, but damn hard to carry in your holster!
Corey and I were able to spend a great Christmas together. It was nice and we want to say thank you to everyone who added to his and my joy. However, we ended up with more people than beds on Christmas Eve, so I got to share the sectional couch with my brothers life long friend Gabe, whom I haven't seen in about three years. He is a really nice guy, (no Grandma, he didn't purpose!) and although a little awkward at first, we were really too tired to care. Heads at opposite ends, and feet converged in the corner, we were content just to be off the floor.
I have had some really off the wall customers, which always makes work entertaining. Lets see, we had one guy try to pretend to be someone's husband and pick up her packages. It didn't work. We had one person try to return items she had stole from us. Really. Again, it failed. I had one woman yell at me for telling her was on sale. I guess she found it rude to insinuate that she would want to purchase something on sale. I have been asked out a couple of times by guys who come into the store. I said no. Although, if the guy I met tonight comes back, I will say yes. Don't know what it was about him, but he got my attention. Made me blush.
I fell down a few stairs at home and it looks like I broke my big toe. That really sucks.
Corey spent almost as much of his gift money on books and board games as he did on toys. His choice. He is a good kid. I am really very blessed. I can't talk much more about him, because I miss him. I really am not kidding that I don't get to see him much right now. But it will be over in a week or so. And I am so thankful to my parents for all their help during this Holiday.
So there is a little update from the thing called my life. Just trudging along. Missing the heck out of everyone.
posted by Cindy at 10:55 PM
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