Wednesday, August 30, 2006

Super cool vs. super sucky

Good: Our garage sale is this weekend. I'm hoping to earn a pretty good hunk of money to take to Disney World next weekend.

Bad: I have been on my feet virtually all day long. I sat down long enough to feed JackJack a few bottles and feed Li'l Divinity at lunchtime. Other than that, it's been on my feet. And at night I dream of those little round, white stickers chasing me with a Sharpie marker so that they can price me.

Good: I've been barefoot every day this week. I love going barefoot! I'm a true country girl in that respect. Growing up I could run up and down our gravel driveway barefooted and never flinch. I have calouses 4 inches thick on my heels. (I know, paints a pretty picture, doesn't it?)

Bad: My right foot - aka last summer's "fat foot" (See pretty much all of last July's posts to relive the whining) - is freakin' huge tonight. Dang my hereditary bad veins. I have really given myself fits over not wearing my tennies every time I take a step and my foot screams "OUCH! Don't you know that I'm a little puffy tonight? Geesh!"

Good: In ONE WEEK, I'll be doing my last-minute total freak-out meltdown I'm leaving my family for three whole days and flying on an airplane for the first time since I was 8 and going to Disney World!! (I'm so excited it's shameful.)

Bad: In ONE WEEK, I'll be doing my last-minute total freak-out meltodown I'm leaving my family for three whole days and flying on an airplane for the first time since I was 8 and going to Disney World! (The flying is freaking me out. Really.)

Good: In approximately 3 weeks I'll be partyin' down with my fellow Okie Bloggers at the Round Up!

Bad: I'm still fat. Thankfully that's the only way anyone that'll be there knows me, so I'm going to call it my "persona" and run with that.

Good: The house is opened up tonight, I can hear the crickets and cicadas and feel the breeze softly blowing.

Bad: The reason the house is opened up tonight, and has been all day, is because our air conditioner is slowly dying. The thermostat went out on it last week and now it's taken to freezing up after running about 30 minutes. I finally gave up today and just turned it off, stripped the kids down and gave them all popsicles. Also bad about the house being opened up - I can smell the dog. Or Sasquatch. What/whoever the heck it is, it stinks.

Good: At least the air conditioner didn't die a few weeks ago when it was 115.

Bad: Why couldn't it go out in November?

Good: Mr. Diva's home tonight.

Bad: He's watched Outdoor TV all day long and is still watching it right now. I tried to have a conversation with him awhile ago and got nothing more than grunts. It's nearly huntin' season and I guess he's gettin' ready. Wahoo.

Good: I managed to clean out two closets today, priced all of my garage sale stuff and got the cleaned-out closets put back together.

Bad: You can't open my front door because I've made my foyer Garage Sale Central until Friday when we start setting things up.

Good: We're supposed to get more rain Saturday.

Bad: Garage sale. Saturday.

Good: The girls are learning some responsibility where their room is concerned.

Bad: The only reason they are learning to keep their stuff picked up off of the floor is because they have a mouse in their room. Abby found four Kix in her tennis shoe Monday morning and Tuesday morning said shoe had little turds in it. I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing at the look on her face as she held the shoe out at arm's length, not unlike the way I held out the booger shoe.

Good: It's 10:30 and I'm ready for bed. Usually on Wednesday night we go out and usually don't make it to bed until 2 or 3am.

Bad: I should've gone to bed at 9:30 when I first said, "I think I'll go to bed."


Queen Of Cheese said...

Hmmm...garage sale, I've heard of those. Pack a bunch of clothes in boxes, put them in boat barn and call Diva to come rummage through them for Kady. I think I need to have one of those....

Betty said...

Good luck with the garage sale. By the way, do the men all grow beards there, in honor of hunting season? They do here.

I can't go barefoot, because I'm such a delicate flower, it hurts my tootsies. :-)

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