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** When I showed Steve that picture up there of him and Grace, I commented that I liked it because he looks really HOT in it. He said (and I quote), "I do look hot in it," and walked away. OK, dude. We really need to work on your self-esteem issues because obviously yours is pretty low. [rolling eyes]
** I kept Grace home from school on Wednesday morning to take her to her first ever dentist appointment. I pumped her up, calmed her nerves, brushed the hell out of her teeth, etc. We even got there 10 minutes early (which NEVER happens for me). We sat down and that's when the receptionist said, "Um, Grace's appointment is next Wednesday." Shit. [sigh] So then I had to take her to school (late) and explain what happened to the lady in the office. When Grace got home, I asked her if she told her teacher what happened. She said, "Well, when I went in, she asked me how my dentist appointment was. I just told her that my mom said it's next week instead. I didn't say, 'My mom's a big, fat dork.'" LOL! Gotta love that kid.
** I'm PISSED about Survivor last night. Why do all the hot guys always get voted off? Dreamz is an ASS and I can't stand the dude. And Boo, I hate to admit, is starting to look rather hot now that he's lost some weight and has more scruff. (I can't believe I just admitted that.)
** Does anyone here watch that new show "October Road"? Oh my god! I LOVE it! Of course, this means it will probably get cancelled, just like every other show I love. "Six Degrees," "The Nine," and that short-lived controversial one with the minister dude are just a few shows off the top of my head that got cancelled. Bastards.
** Tomorrow night at 8:00 PM, I will be sitting just 13 rows away from Taylor Hicks! I'm so excited! He's performing about 4 miles up the road from us so Steve and I and my parents are all going. WOOHOO! Soul patrol, baby!!!
** I spent all flippin' week doing tax crap. First it was for our federal taxes. Then it was for Steve's quarterly taxes for his employees. And now we have to start sending money directly to child support for Steve's waste of an employee who wasn't paying his ex for their son. Great. Like we need to deal with that shit too on top of all the other ridiculous paper work we have. Shithead. Stop spending all your money on beer and pot and start giving it to your poor kid. Asswad.
** I was driving in front of the biggest dickhead EVER yesterday coming down a mountain. I was already going over the speed limit by a bit and this guy still felt the need to drive up my ass the entire time. I would normally have brake-checked the guy, but even the lightest tap would've sent him into the back of my car and clean through the front windshield. See? This is why I don't like to leave my house.
Uhhh... that's all I can think of right now. Is that enough? LOL! Maybe I'll update again later. But god knows, it's not really my strong suit, so don't hold your breath waiting or anything. ;)
Hannah Hunting for Eggs at Grandma's House
Hannah & Her Hat
(It's supposed to be a cowboy hat, but she insists on wearing it sideways. And I asked her if she really needed to wear her "hunting coat" on Easter and she said yes, so we went with it. And she got those sunglasses in her Easter basket and (still) refuses to take that sticker off the lens. Freak, I tell ya... A complete freak...)
Grace Giving Uncle Kyle a Noogie
(He wasn't as annoyed as he looks in the picture. LOL!)
Grace Hunting for Eggs at Grandma's House
The Girls with Their Baskets








I'll be back soon. I promise. :)
I'm freakin' TIRED! More tomorrow. Mama needs some sleep... LOL!
As for witnessing someone else doing something redneck? God, I can't think of anything for this either. Half my town in redneck, so I'm so used to seeing that kind of thing that it doesn't even strike me as odd anymore. LOL! I'll keep thinking on these and come back to them if I think of anything specific.
5. Which fast food or junk food would you not be able to live without? Pringles and soda. I'd throw myself in front of a train if I couldn't have my Pringles. LOL!