Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Grumpy, a list

People who don't return email piss me off. I can handle 48 - 72 hours passing without someone responding. Because, well, life happens. I know this. I understand this. But, a week? Come on. How busy can your life really be? I am a mom, I have a full time job, keep 3 blogs going, 3 personal email accounts + the one for work and yet, I still find time to respond to email.

My husband is a big one for “It’s just a stage” “You need to remember she is only 2” “Why do you have to over react all the time” and my personal favorite “You need to relax and let her be a kid”. These phrases piss me off.

My face is still a train wreck in terms of blemishes. I swear to God the zits on my face are trying to create their own subway map for Townsend. Note to reader: Townsend doesn't have a public transportation system. It's not even big enough for a stop light. Just sayin'.

The usage of the phrase 'WE'. WE this, and WE that, and WE should, and WE could - it too, irritates me. To the person using 'WE', do you have a freakin' mouse in your pocket? Because last time I checked, just because you spawned me or were married to me, didn't automatically make me the other half of 'WE'. {thank you E (you know who you are) for bringing this to my attention}

I can't do laundry. I can fold it, put it in a basket, but that is about it. I think I can fold it because it's something I can do while watching TV. The whole put it in the washer, then from the washer to the dryer, and putting it away - yeah, that eludes me. It's not that its hard to do, but, it just something for the last 32 years I have been unable to wrap my head around.

I got ID's at a gas station today. The cashier said that I didn't look like I was 18. 18? Are you kidding me? What have you been smoking lady because I want some. I may not look like I am 32 but I damn well know I look like I am at least 18.

The sky is supposed to open up and shit 8 - 12 inches of snow in my neck of the woods. I am not sure I have enough toilet paper to help wipes the asses of all those clouds. But, I will be damned if I am going to go to the grocery store today. All the white hair'd crazy ladies will be there stocking up on bread, milk, eggs and processed cheese foods. *belch*

This whole giving up soda for Lent is killing me. Its making me grumpy.

2 comments:

Molly Louise said...

8-12? Really? Fabulous - we get nailed and I'm not driving out to Whitman.

I love you.

Erin Reed said...

I just totally unleashed my anger on poor Kenny and he had nothing to do with any of it. That's what I get for keeping it all in. Perhaps I could make a grumpy list. It may save some Tylenol...

(((hugs to you)))