Two tears in a bucket.

I know I've been pretty boring over the past week or so. Actually, I've been pretty non-existent. I've just been boring, is all.

I go to work. I go home. I do work at home. I get in the bed at around 8:30 and watch television until my eyes close. I haven't cooked a nutritious meal in about two weeks because I've been so drained from my so-called job. I've even been neglecting my poor kitties who are just crying to scratch and maul me.

I would probably be a lot less boring if I showed that I had some sort of social life, eh?This picture is from this past Saturday - I'm the one on the right. The one with the even bigger hair on the left is my would-be road dawg/best friend since Kindergarten/cousin Sheena. Yes, you can assume from my glazed-over expression that I was chock full o' cheap beer.

Our first meeting was on the first day in Ms. Ziemba's class. She got her name written on the board with three check marks. Either she was a bad-ass or Ms. Ziemba had a low tolerance for normal child-like behavior. I suspect a little bit of both was the case.

I'm not going to lie - my name was on the board at least once per month for some stupid shit. Like, some kid would look at my coloring page and copy my color choice and I'd be the one to get in trouble. That's some bullshit, right?

Anyway. I drove to my grandma's on Saturday for my semi-quarterly guilted-into visit. They got their hugs and nags in ("When are you going to have a baby? You'd better not wait until you're too old.") and I drove an hour south and got to catch up on gossip and such with Sheena and Crew (tm) a little later on.

Interestingly enough, we went to this downtown restaurant where who to my surprise was sitting at the bar with her momma? Why, my mortal childhoold enemy! They saw us and slinked at the soonest opportune moment.

More on that slob later.

Posted by Tiffany at March 9, 2006 07:55 AM | TrackBack