All I ever do is bitch and moan
Mar 9, 2009 That's what if feels like, lately. You may not want to hear (read?) this, but man have I been puking a lot lately. So much so that my abdomen is sore. The worst? When we were out running errands and I had to vomit in a public restroom. A) grody! B) very hard to maintain dignity, and C) difficult to do discreetly. There was a lot of flushing involved.
For the past two nights in a row the neighbor's dog has woken me up with its barking and howling. This is not the first time we've had this problem with them. It pisses me off to no end -- once I'm up, I'm up. There is no going back to sleep, so the next day I'm a bitchy pukey mess. I have considered spray-painting some obscenities on the side of their house, because I'm vindictive like that.
I did finally manage to pull myself together and make a skirt for Charlie, she gets another one (and two for Phoebe) very shortly. They are so quick and easy and are so dang cute it gives me lots of satisfaction (between the puke sessions). I'm making them in solid cotton colors (grey, navy, red, dark green) so they'll match just about any shirt they throw at them. It gives them a preppy/uniform-y feel, but cute nevertheless. Pictures to follow shortly. Of the skirts, not the puking, I promise.
Reader Comments (1)
You're not bitching or moaning. You're venting. Anyone else would have exploded with rage by now. AND making skirts on top of everything? You're amazing. Really, and you make me want to marry you all over again. I love you a billion. <3