Work, Potty Training, And Bullshit

So, apparently I’ve missed a whole bunch of bullshit around here the past few days Guess it’s a good thing I don’t use boards. Hope y’all get it worked out.

We are potty training. Potty training sucks ass. I hate potty training. Where the fuck in the manual that says this is the magic trick that will make your child jump on the potty and go every time she needs to? Where the fuck is it? I will pay good money to know how to do this crap.

Sunday she pooped in her diaper so I changed her. Not five minutes later did she come downstairs butt ass naked. I don’t mind her being naked. I think its kind of cute, but I just can’t afford to buy diapers all the time. And damn sure can’t afford for her to put them on and take them off every five minutes.

Anyway. So I’m like that’s it. We are potty training. You are wearing panties. No more diapers during the day. She fought me hard on Sunday. We went through six pairs of panties on Sunday, three on Monday, two yesterday, and so far none today. She does the grab the crotch and hope around dace when she needs to potty. I think it would be easier if she would say she has to pee. Guess that’s just me. J

Woohoo!!!!! She just asked to go poopy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yay!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Maybe we are making some progress.

I had my first night back at Whataburger last night. It wasn’t to terrible. I was on grill. Since I am such a fabulous cook, that’s where I prefer to be. And I don’t have to deal with customers up close. You know since most people suck. Even though I don’t know why you would be an asshole to the person making your food. That’s such a bad idea. You can’t possibly imagine all the things I could do to your food. *insert evil grin.

I’m sore today. I haven’t stood around that much ina while. My hip went out of place last night. That sucks majorly. Its okay now though.

Ugg. Doll has that deep, barking, croupy cough. I don’t think she is feeling to hot today.

Okay. Its taken me two hours to finish this one entry. I’m off to snuggle my Doll for a while. Maybe this weekend I’ll put up the pics of the really awesome kitchen. I know I was supposed to wait till her birthday, but I just couldn’t. J

Talk at y’all later.

Y’all take care and hug those babies tight.

Mandy

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