Thursday, May 22, 2008

Another crabby day in my neighborhood

I was debating whether or not I should even post anything today since I happen to be the crabbiest person I know at the moment and this is sure to turn into some sort of mindless endless pointless crab-fest that it would be better for both you and I to skip.  And yet.  Here I am.  Here you are.

Well, in that case, I guess I'll do my best to come up with something cheery....   hmmm.    Cheery.....   Not there yet.......   Hmmmm.

Ok, not cheery.  How about just not ass-y and bitter.  I can probably do that, right?

Let's see.  Once upon a time, there was a girl named Liz.  Liz is doing 18 million loads of laundry in order to pack the three outfits that fit her into a suitcase to fly to Wisconsin tomorrow morning.  The end!

And here's some photos of the DELECTABLE birthday dinner my Bubba made for me:

Black bean burgers with avocado, tomato, and lettuce and corn on the cob.  
The first half of the sandwich disappeared quite quickly, so it didn't get to be in the photo.

Happy birthday cake.  All chocolate-y and whatnot.  Isn't he good at decorating?  
He won blue ribbons in 4H for it while growing up - like a good little farm boy.

That's about all I can manage.

And now on to a crabby rant:  Don't you just want to run away sometimes?  I mean just leave everything and start over?  I want to pick up and move to France and have this baby in their deliciously cheap socialistic medical system and raise a little French baby.  Sometimes I think I was meant to be a nun in a cloister - but then I think my penance is being with people because man, people suck a lot of the time.  And when is Seattle going to get the memo that it is freaking SPRING already for the love of all that is holy.  AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!  THE HORMONES!!!  I AM GOING TO DIE!!!!

I would also like to warn you that I have invited Bubba to guest post tomorrow (and really, as much as he'd like this weekend) while I'm away.  So get ready for his side of the story...


Carrie said...

Hang in there- it's hard not to be crabby when you're getting bigger and feeling worse and the stupid sun just will not shine more than one day in a row...

Hope you have a great and safe trip!

Kate P said...

Y'know, I have PMS and I think I hate people in general this week, too. Especially the stupid people.

That b-day dinner looks yummmy. Store bought cake looks sad next to that beautiful one. Have a good time on your trip, and we'll be a good audience for Bubba!