|My View. Pretty until you drive 54 miles to work and it -1245 degrees out.|
It's been a long two weeks at work, and I'm glad I had put in for some time off because I have been running on steam for the last week. And since my birthday and The Walking Dead come back all in the same weekend, seemed like a good idea.
The only for sure plans I have are to maybe brave going to get fabric to finish Sugarbean's (my niece) quilt. I have been putting it off now long enough. It keeps me up at night. I am terrified of trying to quilt that behemoth on the sewing machine, because I have never done it. And when I say terrified, I mean not able to sleep over it and having various stomach complaints. But finish it I must. I may need a drink for this.
I have pretty much been bombarding Sugarbean with Aunt Mandy's homemade stuff. I got a new sewing machine for Christmas, and frankly, the fact it does everything scares me at times. I figure before I know it, she won't want to wear the pretties Aunt Mandy makes her, so I better enjoy it while I can. She's the only little baby I have to spoil, and kids grow up so fast. At 13 now they are like 21. I told my mom we should just homeschool her or maybe put her in a bubble, but I don't think I'm making a compelling argument at this point. If it ever isn't winter again, I also need to finish the play house project I started for her. I bought a hideous Little Tykes plastic Victorian playhouse that I am redoing (read: spray painting the shit out of) I got near the end and was about to prime the sucker when winter hit at the beginning of October, so none of the paint got sealed, and now has to be redone. So that gets to be redone the first sign of spring. I will say this, we drove an hour to get the sucker and Wood
|Wood modeling the !&$% hat my dad wanted.|
|Me and Sugarbean a few months ago. Hair is much longer and much more unruly.|
I also am cutting my hair (that is now to my butt) because Wood complains about water and shower length. Which is fine, it takes forever to wash a foot and a half of hair. He likes long hair, I grew long hair. He likes shorter showers, this hair likes being shorter. I haven't actually come right out and told him I'm lopping it off, but I'm sure he'll notice.
I got some laundry, some housecleaning, and some dog biscuits to make. But right now, I really don't want to do any of it. I'd like to pretend that I have nothing to do and curl up on the couch with my little beeby love. He gets me.
We are also trying not to use anymore natural gas or propane than we have to because there is a "shortage". Funny how there is also a shortage on salt, so they aren't even treating I70 or I65 or any other godforsaken interstate. (We live like 30 minutes from the nearest interstate, but both me and mom require the interstate to get to work). Just ridiculous. We are burning through wood faster than the National Deficit is increasing.
What does Wood say about this? "It's all damn Obama's fault."