Friday, February 6, 2009

Pounding Pixie Stix

Randomness from the past week:

D slept on the couch one night. When I woke up in the morning, every light on the first floor was on, the tv was blaring, he was asleep with his head hanging off the couch, still wearing his glasses. Mouth open, snoring. On the arm of the couch were a bunch of empty pixie stix. It was like a sugar binge. He said he'd woken up in the middle of the night and was nervous bc the house was so dark and quiet. So you pounded 12 straws of colored sugar??

Belly is now terrified of his brother moving out. He keeps asking him, with tears in his eyes, "D, when you go to high school, are you gonna move out of our house??"

Ilio is acting like a jerk when I take him out on the leash. Damn near broke my wrist today. Hmmm, maybe a shiny new choke chain is in order here.

In preparation for my job interview on Monday, I have gotten a hair cut and a manicure. Well, I got fake ass nails instead of a manicure. Tiling in the bathroom has torn my hands up. Oh, and a new coat. I am now ready to take over the world.


Dawn said...

Love the whole last part. The last sentence is priceless. Go you. And BEST OF LUCK!

Veronica Garcia said...