Whiney Wednesday

I'm sitting here trying to think of something to whine about. I can't. I guess all that cussing an bitching and yelling I did last night got it all out of my system.

Ummm....lemme see if I can at least write something....

**There's a fly in my office and it keeps buzzing my head.

**Gas is expensive.

**The house that my parents lived in when they were stationed in Missisippi is gone. That's sad. She made it through Camille, but Katrina got 'er.

**My dining room was clean, freakin' neat as a pin, but I got my Free Cheese and lots of other free food today and now my dining room looks like a farmer's market. Uhh...with canned goods. A farmer's market with canned goods - now that's service, people. Anyway, now I've got to find a place for all of these canned goods so that my Brownies will have a place to make their Shrinky Dinks tomorrow. And a place to eat their cupcakes because they are not eating them on my carpet, no ma'am.

**Cute Baby has been a little on the sober side the last two days. I want my happy Cute Baby back!! He won't smile or belly laugh when I blow on his tummy and he will only sleep if I hold him and that's not a bad thing because I like nuggling him, but I just worry he's getting sick. Poor fella.




That's it. That's all I can find to whine about. If I'm going to have decent Whiney Wednesday posts from now on, I'm going to have to stop cursing and ranting on Tuesday nights.