I know I'm no Megan Fox, but...

...yeesh!



Seriously?!
The cat covered her eyes when I got in her face.
No cat nip in your stocking, baby girl.

#1 Reason Why I Am Late For Class:

Harvesting Season.



PS. I think you've got a tail light out.

My T.A. told me...

...that computer science was a logical field
and that my notes were quite the contrary.



I told her that I scored a 98 on the last mid-term
and a 99 on the first one and used my notes for both.

Quarter of a Century.

That's how long I've been around....

In order to celebrate this momentous milestone,
I had my mother make me a Snoopy cake.



I had the bunny one last year, so the decision was quite rational really.

Of course the birthday person gets to choose the meal...
My mother's response: can't you choose something that you don't make better than me?

So I made the ribs and she made the mashed potatoes.




 

 I was informed that my birthday had just become quite expensive
now that two packages of birthday candles needed to be bought.


Don't bother.
I can't blow them all out anyways.
3 tries for 25 candles.
I blame the weak lungs on the 5 bouts of pneumonia
I've had in my lifetime.

Then mother kindly reminded me of the mileage I manage to run each week.
Must be my Alzheimer's.

Love notes...



...thing is...
I'm not sure the building has an elevator...

She loves me...

...even though I try to lint roll her...
Check out that stink eye she be giving me!


Ever see the guys...

...who walk around with their backpacks so low they're more like buttpacks than backpacks and wonder...

if they'll end up carrying their babies the same way?

Just me?

Ok.

Found out the sis is 4 months preggers and getting married next month.

Parents haven't spoken with her for a year and a half (me...I don't think I've spoken with her since June of 2007) and got the call Friday night.

Turns out we're the last to know the news...grandparents already knew and people were coming up to my mother in church on Sunday telling her that babies are blessings even if they are born "out-of-wedlock".

Seeing as how my sister is no church-goer and the people who approached her have ties to the clinic, my mother is ranting about privacy laws being broken.

Icing on the cake: 

1)  The wedding is taking place at somebody else's home (ie. somebody else is throwing a wedding for my sister).
 
2)  We don't know if we're invited...even if we are, that very well could be the final blow to my mother's heart.  Seriously?  Would she seriously do that?  What daughter invites her own mother to her wedding that's being put together by another woman?

No wonder the rents were drinking in the dark.

All I have to say is that I'm too young to become the mother of my sister's child, and she better not be getting married on my birthday.

Apture

Back to Home Back to Top November Lily. Theme ligneous by pure-essence.net. Bloggerized by Chica Blogger.