i say hello...hello, hello...

i knew this was going to happen. i knew it. i knew i wouldn't make it a year. i came way closer than i thought i was gonna though. it seems like a super long time since i last wrote...it's only been a couple of weeks i guess.

here. let me fill you in on some of the highlights of what i've been up to...

-i got in a fight with a dad in my kids kindergarten parking lot. he couldn't count and was angry at me cuz i could. there were no punches thrown but damn i wanted to...there were just lots of words and middle fingers.

-shy guy the mouse died. i thought my kid would freak. as it turns out she really didn't care. she was like, 'hey! let's have a shy guy party and celebrate his lucky little mousy life. can we draw pictures and eat snacks?' i was like, 'eh, why not. let's have ice cream.' then she said she can't wait till the dog dies so we can have a huge party.

-i fell down a flight of stairs. i do this on a seasonal basis. it will be the death of me someday. no one directly saw but when i got up and yelled fuck, i realized i was right in front of a video camera.

-i puked at work. i think it was the warmed up cheese and mayo sandwich mixed with a glass of wine and a heating blanket that got me. the puking happened shortly after i fell down the stairs btw. oh, and all this happened on desert party day at work...even the thought of cheese cake was enough to make me gag.

-i had an employee quit when i really needed her, which caused a mini melt-down. when i called my teammate [in this fucked up job i got stuck with] crying and nearly hyperventilation, she just laughed at me. i love mean people. i felt all better. mean is like a band-aid to me.

-i discovered just how cold it is to move someone into a new home when it's ten degrees. and believe me...according to my fingers whom thawed some three hours later, it is COLD.

-i had a dream that made me furious to wake up from. that's never happened to me before. my alarm went off JUST as the good part was heppening. i attacked my alarm clock, tried to fall asleep as fast as possible, got pissed cuz i couldn't find the dream again and then just got up.

-i managed to dress homeless all week. seriously, at six a.m. i'm certain green stripes and brown and red plaid really do match. and then, at nine o'clock, while sitting in my cube, i realize that they REALLY don't. same thing with a black faded t-shirt with a white camera painted on it, a yellow sweater and a bright red skirt that looked like something june cleaver would don...

those are the major things...i think. i've been doing lots of baking but mostly lots of working. my house is a pit right now but the kid is at a sleep over so damned if i'm cleaning it tonight. i'm going to go drink some more wine...but skip the cheese sandwich this time...and enjoy my messy house.