shaturday

I rarely wake up and the sun is up....I slept in til 7:20 am this morning! EPIC SLEEP IN! You know you are getting old when...
There appears to be NO SUN today...I have been enjoying this sunny but cool whether this fall...once the rain starts it is going to put a damper - literally - on my walking. Maybe I will get a nerdy slicker! and duck boots?! Probably won't ever happen.

I ordered Metallica's S&M dvd off ebay a while ago and I am a little PO'd it is still not here...don't they know I wanna watch it and NOT on friggin youtube?! Actually wanna watch it on someones tv with all that speaker gadgetry...who has a blinged out {notice the gangsta terminology? ha} home entertainment system and will appease me by letting me come over and watch this?!?!?! Anyone? Anyone? Fine then I will watch it at my own house and PRETEND it's really loud!

It is my moms birthday today...she is 56 today. Yes that's right....56 - my age of 39 = she was still 16 when she had me...but turned 17 10 days after. I cannot imagine. At 16/17 I surely would have tossed myself off a bridge somewhere in Prince George. Anyway, I am sure she will have a fine day of tormenting her boss with balloons and flowers but will still think it sucked b/c no one threw her a catered party or did enough. {eyeroll}

Hopefully the Donna is feeling better today so we can do what we were planning to do today...if not...plan B will commence which will involve something I am not quite sure of yet but I will still go see WHIP IT, will still walk and will try to find a movie called MENACE II SOCIETY...b/c I apparently have to see it if I ever wanna be properly schooled on gangster culture. I am all for learning...even if fundamentally I know I probably won't ever get the whole "respect" aspect of this sort of thing. Killing ppl for being disrespected seems truly and absolutely self important and ridiculous to me. If I killed everyone who I perceived to disrespect me in life there would be no one left...no one...no family, no friends, no walmart greeters, no cashiers, no one. ha!

After yesterdays teen cooking marathon I have to go over my kitchen with some anti-bacterial wipes and such b/c I am anal retentive about that sort of thing...I loved hearing Ayla being miss leader/bossy pants telling everyone repeatedly through the whole endeavor to WASH THEIR HANDS. She is a good girl...at times I see her in social situations and howl b/c she has picked up a lot of my weirdness over the years about certain things...(shhh don't tell her, she will panic)...she is certainly not a follower sort which is nice...

I have began drooling over Sunday dinner already...I have all my gear...the turkey roll...the stuffing, potatoes, cranberry jelly, veggies, gravy, 1/2 a pumpkin pie and whipped cream...Shawn will help put a dent in it...but we are most excited for leftovers...I will just do it up hardcore and load the fridge with leftovers and not have to cook for a few days.

Shawn started reciting this in the canned corn aisle last night at Thrifties...loud...I thought I might piss myself b/c he knows it WORD FOR WORD and does the voice EXACTLY as it sounds here:


I post this every year and every year it makes me howl...