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Brought up Jun 5, 2012

Hoofin' Thoughts... I Freakin' Forget What #...

This morning's walk saw me with a very busy mind. Those puppies just keep tumbling over and over,and I never know which will be the idea that takes over until I sit down in front of this thing. Even now, there are so many things I could write about. It's a bit more crowded than usual. So, I've decided to just wing it and see what tumbles out.

Well, there is the fact that I, me, I actually planted two rose bushes the girl brat gave me. She kept saying she was going to do it, but just never got around to it. Then, she said she didn't know how. HUH?? So, last night, with the ground all wet from the storms, I grabbed a shovel, the bag of potting soil, and the two plants.They will probably still croak. I have a brown thumb, and have been known to kill even the easiest to care for plants. We'll see. I told the Punk last night that they look like cat sick already. Who would have thought I would actually know which end of a shovel goes up, and how the thing works?

Speaking of the girl brat in my life, the 19 year old, who at this moment has let the alarm go for about 20 minutes...Excuse me a moment...

Ok, She now has 20 minutes to get her butt up, AND get to work. Anyway, there is a reason for her tiredness, not to mention snottier than usual attitude. She worked last night, after GOING TO A TANNING BED FOR THE FIRST TIME IN HER LIFE!!! Burned... Of course. That fair, Anglo Saxon/Celtic skin burns easily. Could have told her that, but did she ask? NOOOOO... of course not. I have become the blithering idiot of the family. You know, there was a time when my kids would have sworn I knew everything. I guess those days are gone. Anyway, the tomboy has suddenly gotten interested in girly things. She has been wearing nail polish regularly lately, but yesterday, she had a real pro job done, complete with tips. I was a little freaked. The Punk swore she has a man. Nah, I told him, just a bullying friend that is determined to make a girl out of her. She's the one who actually paid for the nails. And, apparently there is a bet involved in the tanning thing. Now that sounds more like my kid... but it sucks! I want a pro manicure! Never had my nails done, and I grow my own quite well...

So, that's some of the pups rolling and biting for attention this morning... Remind me some time, and I'll elaborate on some of the others: Queen's song Fat Bottom Girls, How do they know how many days are in a year, Do men REALLY think of sex a lot... just a few of my hoofin' thoughts...

Oh, the girl brat just left with 2 minutes to get to work, the nails are still intact, and of course she's whining like a three year old because the burn hurts... At least she kept her underwear on, though she did burn the edges of that part of the anatomy Queen glorified in the song mentioned above. (Snicker, giggle, and then laughing out loud!!)

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