Just so you know: You cannot put the car in reverse without it being actually on. Yeah… it’s already that kind of Monday.
This retardness on my part is a fine example of why there should not even be weekend. I end up forgetting how to function on a regular work day. In fact, even as I sit here at the office, I feel a little lost. My brain is trying to figure up why the hell I woke up so early.
This weekend I did absolutely nothing… nothing. So when I finally went to Walmart last night… I felt a little giddy. In fact we all did! Walmart is nice when there is no one there… and you can leisurely wander the store without confining the chillins’.
Part of the isolation from the world this weekend was because Sienna got sick. She got some stomach bug that apparently is going around. Poor her. She was in the bathroom all Friday evening, all Saturday and didn’t start feeling somewhat normal until Sunday evening.
So I was on Wipe Control, and as any mother knows, being in servitude humbles you.
“Come wippeeee me.”
The last time I wrote retard in my blog, I was attacked by a commenter upset that I used the word retard and how that was offensive to Mentally Handicapped people everywhere.
I was like what???? I didn’t call anyone retarded. The only person I retarded is me, my husband, the dog, and things like my car and such. And I use that term in the most loving way possible. God, that’s retarded!
I introduced my kids to Indiana Jones this weekend. There was a marathon and I made my kids watch it. After awhile they all disappeared. Ahhh Harrison Ford … you were so hot!
Have you guys seen Kick Ass?
It is so Kick Ass! Why didn’t have a dad who taught me how to kick ass, shoot guys, and perfectly throw knives in order to amend his vendetta against the local bad guy?
Ahhh, to dream.
I got in two retarded arguments with my hubby.
Number 1: I told him that I wanted to work on being an early bird. God knows that I hate to wake up early and I would like to be a real responsible Mom and try to get up earlier… like 9am…ish.
I am trying people!!
I went on to explain that I was not a morning person…
And then he stated his opinion basically saying that was a bunch of hogwash!
“Marina there is no one that likes to get up early. I hated to get up early when I was younger. So there is no such thing as this whole ‘I am not a morning person thing’. Why be a jerk to people just because you want more sleep! If you have to wake up, what’s five minutes gonna help you with? “
Ok first off, I have a friend that loves to wake up early. She wakes up at 5:30am for the hell of it!
Secondly, shut up!! If I say I am not a morning person that means I don’t like waking up early! I don’t harass people. I simply ignore them til I feel ready that I won’t kill them.
Number 2: I love conspiracy theories.
It’s like watching scary movies. You don’t honestly believe in it but its scary and fun to think about it.
I was telling Gus that right after the last Indiana Jones movie about alien-like skulls being found in South America, a documentary came out about actual alien-like skulls being found in the 20’s I believe.
I was telling Gus this and he completely blew me off!
He could not believe I believed in aliens. When the hell did I say that?
And what if I did? Who gives a rat ass!!!
I started telling him all the weird reports of aliens even been found in Roswell, NM. Again, not saying I believe it but just putting out there of what other people have said.
He went nuts on me!!
He told me I was on the verge of becoming a loony like Jesse Ventura.
I got annoyed and cut him off. I don’t believe in aliens but its cool to think about especially regarding all the reports and various stories out there.
He obviously was not gonna believe me.
What I find interesting is that aliens from another planet is so freakin hard to believe but yet there is this dude in the sky somewhere watching us who created everything out of nothing.
Riiiiiggghhht …. And I am crazy.