First off it's a FRIDAY and im at HOME.........................
ok, now that the shock has worn off...please feel free to continue reading......
So I just made 65 buttertarts...
YUP....65.........they are for my daddy.....he will be 65 tomorrow...OFFICALLY a senior......I told him that I want to take him to shoppers drug mart with me now on seniors day to get the discount..he didn't seem overly thrilled with that..not sure if it's cause he doesn't understand the need for girls to have specific hair products or the fact that im pimping him out now for his discount cause he's a senior.......well regardless......
We've also just completed decorating our house for christmas...lights outdoors (you know had to do it on the coldest to date night of the year), inside did the tree and specific decorations that have their specific place in the house and now I am sitting down.....if anyone wants to volunteer to finish up the last of my shopping as well as wrapping all my gifts..im open to offers of service, please apply within....
Speaking of shopping I was doing some today and I must say that it would only figure that the ONE day I take off work to go to the mall is the day that the Toronto School Board has a PA day....teenagers suck.....I think for the most part, I can honestly say that when I was THAT age, I wasn't THAT rude, I mean yeah at 15 we all have a chip on our shoulder and THINK we are cool but seriously you spend even 5 min within a small radius of a group of these little buggers now and you can seriously understand why some mothers eat their young........
Im tired tonight..I feel it everywhere and im cold as all hell.......I swear I've asked my husband to turn up the heat twice......must be an age thing, I've worn a sweatshirt to bed almost every night this week....and I LOVE the cold when I sleep..yup, definately an age thing that im feeling the cold more....either that or the weight i've lost..no wonder skinny people are always wearing layers, hey I GET it now!!!!...but the fact im not even overly concerned about it being an age thing tells me even MORE that it's really an age thing.....cause I find the older I get, the less concerned about crap that I get.....as long as Im moving in the moring..it's gonna be a good day....
off to guard the buttertarts..I know hubbie is down there sniffing around.....
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