I Hate Titles

I think I've become accustomed to blogging in the heat while waiting outside of LittleBrother(11)'s school until he gets out. I tried to type something at home on the couch and my fingers became frozen. I also decided to get here an hour in advance and get LB through the pick-up line so I wouldn't have to look at the COAEW. She asked Sweety if she could have them Monday (which should be his day) so she could spend time with them. Her words were, "With all of the little kids around, I can't spend much time with them." Gee, you lazy bitch. Where the fuck were you for LB's last two baseball games? Bah. I find it interesting that last baseball season (right after she got married) that she and her new husband were at every single ballgame. She has missed several this season and he hasn't shown up at any.

BigBrother(13) has an FFA banquet tomorrow night and it's the last baseball game for LB. I get to take BB to the banquet and Sweety is doing the ballgame. After the game, Sweety is treating the team and their families to pizza at Cici's. If BB and I get done early enough, we will meet them there. The boys are supposed to be at the COAEW's house on Thursday nights but since so much is going on, she said they can come home with us and she will pick them up Friday morning. Sweety told her that she was welcome to come to the pizza party (and take the kids home with her afterwards) but she said she would feel odd there. What the fuck ever.

Basically, she doesn't want to be out that late, waiting for LB's pizza party to be over. Goody, goody gumdrops. Do you know what this means? That instead of going and hanging out with friends and getting my drink on after being Happy Smiling Soccer Mom all day - I will get to go home with the boys. I will tuck them into bed and have a couple of glasses of box wine. That should help wash off the Happy Smiling Soccer Mom residue. You really don't know how hard it is for me to do that shit. I'm socially retarded.

In 57 days, we go on vacation! Yaaay! I will be off of work for 18 days! Woot! I will get to see my sweet Mama, my friends back in Texas, my niece and nephew in Texas and will spend a couple of day with the fantabulous Bekah. I. Can. Not. Wait. One thing that I really like about being in Oklahoma is that we don't get any cell phone service there so Sweety isn't as accessible to his office as he normally is. If he flat can't reach them then he worries less about what is going on at work.

I finally arranged the bath bomb army. I gave a bunch of them away to a couple of people but it didn't seem to make a dent in them. I decided to stick them in a glass bowl so that I can admire all of them. (yes, that is the same kind of bowl that PeteTheFish lives in) You seriously can't open a drawer in my house without being assaulted by some sort or candle or bath item.



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