I had lunch with the girls today, and when I got home, mom was hanging laundry outside. I put the dog on her leash and went out to see mom, but the Teddy wouldn't come off the deck. Know why? See the title. Snake on the deck. The thing that makes this funny is that mom is absolutly terrified of Snakes. Even stuffed ones. So, she FrEaKs out (<--just like that!) and grabs the dog, shoos us all inside, and locks all the doors and windows. Cause, you know, that foot long garter snake is totally going to bust in here and hold us all at fang-point.
I guess you had to be there.
Anyways, yeah, I guess things have been going better. It's been a rocky week. But, at least I know that every 15 minutes, I get a minute or two of happiness before the murderous rage, headaches and urge to crawl into a little hole and bawl my eyes out comes back. Kinda like watching the OC.
Speaking of the OC, Why have there not been previews for season premiers yet? I mean, It's mid-August, so you would think that the networks would be promoting the next seasons of shows that catch the ratings, instead of just pushing all the new crap. I need to mark my calender, set up my BitTorent searches and prepare for download!
I don't know... I don't really have too much to say right now. I might be going to visit an old friend tonight, so I'm debating taking a nap. I feel bad, because he's going through a rocky divorce (or "seperation, but we really can't stand eachother", as he calls it), and they're kid's not more than a year old... And it's nice to be able to talk to someone who hasn't heard my epic whinings... er... rantings... 500 times over...
Well, I'm off to free the phone line...
And put that snake back on the deck... :)