I’m not

 I’m not having a good day.

I’ve already had so many negative things happen, it sucks.

I really want to write about the Civil War thingie we went to. So fun!!!

My sons wanted toy rifles, but they were $18 and my childrens track record for toys lately is terrible.

As in: Broken within 10 minutes, lost within a day, trash within a week.

It’s not cool.

This is why my children will be having a very strange christmas this year.

They will be getting a giant pile of books and a few outfits. They will be making a list of their top 5 toys and I will try to select ONE of those things to buy them. I also hope to have enough money to get them each a $20 or $30 gift card to Toys R Us… when they show good stewardship and responsibility for the ONE TOY they receive, they will get to go to Toys R Us and pick as many toys as they can get for the amount on the card. Granted, that’ll probably be only ONE other toy, but that’s enough.

My children are flippant little spoiled brats. They need to learn how to appreciate things.

I remember my childhood. I was pretty spoiled too. But I still have almost EVERY piece of Barbie furniture and almost all of the dolls I had. I took great care of my stuff because I treasured it. Hell, my little sister still has my talking Julie doll, the first little robot friend they ever made and was way ahead of it’s time. It freakin had voice recognition software inside of it. but it was glitchy and wanted to have parties all the time.

but I’d say "Julie" and it would blink and say "yes?" and I’d say "Lets play a game!" and she’d giggle and we’d play some weird game. Or we’d sing songs…

It’s scary now that I think about it…

but that doll STILL EXISTS.

I would wager my sons  have about 3 toys a piece right now and they still don’t act like they care.

little monsters.

I do want to get a tree though.

a real one.

baboo wants a fake one.

bah!

I’ ve had fake trees every year, I want a real one this year!

but oh well, we’ll see.

I leave work in about half an hour.

I always skitter away 5 minutes early and nobody notices… and they won’t again today! muahahahahha!

I finished my book this weekend. Rhapsody. I liked it. It makes me want to write.

Speaking of… nano suffers still. maybe i’ll write tonight.

i probably won’t. I’m not worried about it. I think I’ll get it done. We’re only on the second week…

my goal tonight is to finish making my living room nice…

or whatever it’ll be.

I’m not sure if nice is the word.

maybe livable.

why haven’t the zombies come?

I need a reason to survive.

ha ha.

i’m kidding.

blah.

so here’s something gross.

i’m on my period, right?

And I’m thinking… in a zombie invasion… would you really be able to attend to that simple basic need?

Or would you have to run around bleeding all over.

and attracting zombies to your hot fresh blood flow.

Gross?

BUT THINK ABOUT IT!!!

You won’t really be able to stop at the store and pick up some tampons or some pads… and if you have to choose, you’d probably go for the food before you went for toiletries. And when would you have time to change said feminine things when you’re just trying to not get eaten all the time?!

might be a good idea to have some of that in the emergency zombie kit I want to make. If you find a good stronghold, it might not be such a problem, but preserving would be key. I imagine we’d have to learn how to make home made ones… out of what?! ahhhh….!!!!!

just sayin.

*blinkety*

I gotta pee.