Wednesday, December 29, 2004
HAPPY, HAPPY JOY, JOY!!!
My parents are in MA selling the house and won't be back until Friday. In the meantime I'm stuck with 3 spawns of Satan!!! The screaming... the flying objects.
Lance whined until I put all his damn Bionicle lego things together. It would have been easier if the dog wasn't jumping on me the whole time. Right now they're watching Spirit Stallion of the Cimarron so it's quiet for the moment.
I'm doing the laundry and all I have to wear are these bright yellow gumball machine pjs. I look like a giant banana. And they're footy pjs!! Ugh! My mom gets way too much amusement at my expense.
In the past 24 hours I've stepped on a piece of glass, cut my thumb on a broken Christmas ornament, burned the same thumb in the same exact spot on my Dad's damn Foreman grill, dropped Lorna's bowling ball on my foot, and while talking to Leigh and walking backwards through the bathroom door I slid on the cat food Lydia had thrown all over the floor, twisting my ankle, slamming into the door, and landing on my ass. Run-on sentence anyone?
Anywhen, how was everyone's Christmas? Mine was a blur of wrapping paper. First wrapping almost 200 presents and then watching everyone rip them apart. How I long for the days when my mom didn't wrap and just put the presents under the tree.
I hope everyone is having a nice holiday. New Year's Eve is a time for pigging out on rootbeer floats, chips and dip, and icecream!! No matter how sick it makes me. It would still be better than walking around Boston for 7 hours like last year.
Who would have thought such an evil place existed?