ever feel like you are missing some cosmic joke?

i do, and it isn’t even that big. everyone seems obsessed with tiki bars these days. is constantly taking about them. ok, not constantly, but they come up at least once a day. i feel left out of the inside joke. as usual.

yay to for coming over. she seems to think my baby (who is not a baby any,ore .) is getting HUGE-er and my hair looks awesome.

well, my hair looked like ass, but the colour was good, i re-dyed it the other night. then again, she came to visit me in my bra-less, mop-headed glory lol ( makes wool fraggle hair, but i have the original fraggle mop.. and sometimes it it even a fraggle colour!) my children were not dressed (they were clean, i just don’t usually get them dressed unless we are actually going *out* hell, i don’t like to get dressed unless i am actually going out). but it was fantastic to sit down and talk to her. and i forgot how fucking tall she is. or maybe i really am shrinking.

hopefully she can swing back by on her way back north

oh, and i even laid back down for a bit. michael (my brother michael) put erin on the bus, and frede picked the twins up for school, and i laid back down to feed chai and get dor to stay sleeping, which he did. and i dozed for maybe an hour. sara come up and said she didn’t feel well. i asked if she wanted me to keep her home. she said no, so i told her to take some tylenol and have the nurse call me if she feels like ass later on, and i’d come get her. so my plans to go to the food store have been thwarted by a 10 y.o hypochondriac, b/c if i am not here to go rescue her from the evil clutches of the germ-infested school if and when she calls (and she will), there will be all hell to pay.