Fast Paced Soap Opera
My life is a soap opera.....and always has been for as long as I can remember. Sure, the producers deal with writer's block from time to time and thus recycle stories with new characters, but no matter how you look at it, it's still the same old soap with the usual storylines. I try to get through these hectic episodes by longing for the boring dry spells that seem to be a main staple of my life.
Lately though, this fast paced soap opera seems to have no end, and I really don't even know how it all started, but I'm ready for the ride to slow down. Quick, somebody hit the pause button!
If I had the time..... or hell, even the enrgy, I'd be posting more often to tell you all about each day's show, but I just haven't had either. Honestly.
But here's a quick recap of the past few days:
Lil' Miss turned 7 years young over the weekend.
What was supposed to be one big day, turned into several smaller days of celebrating. She had fun and got lots of neat things, plus for the first time in her short life, she had almost all the important people in her life there to share her special day. I had a brain fart though and forgot to take pictures! DUH!
Today's episode included another hectic turn in the saga my brother-in-law's fucked up life. It wasn't any less dramatic when your's truly, opened her big-assed mouth (once again) and ended up causing Grandma much heartache and worry. Tomorrow's show could be life altering as the posse plans a showdown in honesty.
In the midst of all the drama, we had a severe thunderstorm come through, with reported tornado touchdowns around us, and LOTS of hail!
Luckily, our neighborhood escaped the golfball sized chunks of ice, but not the marble sized ones that beat the hell out of our cars, windows and rooftops. And because this IS a soap opera, it was ONLY fitting that one of us was stuck at the doctor's office, two of us were at the grocery store, and the other six of us were hundled in the little box we call the bathroom tub while the tornado sirens were wailing. All animals were left to their own defenses this time.
In coming episodes, we'll find out who's moving where and when, and who is no longer employed. Until then, enjoy the bon-bons and stock up on the tissues.
Post Script Note:
Lil' Miss lost tooth number three at school today.
This was intentional on her part as she waited to let the nurse pull her top front tooth, so she could claim one of the cute little treasure boxes to put said tooth in. Tomorrow, she'll awaken to a crisp one dollar bill under her pillow.
Lately though, this fast paced soap opera seems to have no end, and I really don't even know how it all started, but I'm ready for the ride to slow down. Quick, somebody hit the pause button!
If I had the time..... or hell, even the enrgy, I'd be posting more often to tell you all about each day's show, but I just haven't had either. Honestly.
But here's a quick recap of the past few days:
Lil' Miss turned 7 years young over the weekend.
What was supposed to be one big day, turned into several smaller days of celebrating. She had fun and got lots of neat things, plus for the first time in her short life, she had almost all the important people in her life there to share her special day. I had a brain fart though and forgot to take pictures! DUH!
Today's episode included another hectic turn in the saga my brother-in-law's fucked up life. It wasn't any less dramatic when your's truly, opened her big-assed mouth (once again) and ended up causing Grandma much heartache and worry. Tomorrow's show could be life altering as the posse plans a showdown in honesty.
In the midst of all the drama, we had a severe thunderstorm come through, with reported tornado touchdowns around us, and LOTS of hail!
Luckily, our neighborhood escaped the golfball sized chunks of ice, but not the marble sized ones that beat the hell out of our cars, windows and rooftops. And because this IS a soap opera, it was ONLY fitting that one of us was stuck at the doctor's office, two of us were at the grocery store, and the other six of us were hundled in the little box we call the bathroom tub while the tornado sirens were wailing. All animals were left to their own defenses this time.
In coming episodes, we'll find out who's moving where and when, and who is no longer employed. Until then, enjoy the bon-bons and stock up on the tissues.
Post Script Note:
Lil' Miss lost tooth number three at school today.
This was intentional on her part as she waited to let the nurse pull her top front tooth, so she could claim one of the cute little treasure boxes to put said tooth in. Tomorrow, she'll awaken to a crisp one dollar bill under her pillow.
posted by Zette at 9:45 PM
4 Comments:
from my 9yold to your 7yold.....happy birthday!!!
Happy Birthday, Lil Miss! Sounds like you had a hail of a celebration!
Love the pics, Zette.
I remember doing anything I could to knock loose teeth out when I was young...just to get that dollar!!
I know this is an old post, just wanted to say.........Happy Mothers Day Zette :o)
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