The bitch is here

Mrs. P arrived yesterday afternoon. Not a surprise at all, considering my moods last week. Today's outlook is somewhat positive. Gonna keep a good mood this week. Don't think about things that piss me off and/or make me feel guilty, like people asking when we're going to join the parents club (my cousin bugged Ron about it this weekend, seems cousin really wants him to join the misery, I mean, "fun"). Woudn't it be nice if people minded their own fucking business when it comes to these things? Fakebook continues to poke at me and I'm not gonna let that shit get to me, either. I checked it out a little today and tried to have fun. But I have to point out another thing I hate, of course. I can't stand that people I never want to see again keep popping up in the right hand corner. The perfect blonde bitch from swim team, the asshole from biology class... Today I saw my ex's perverted loser best friend, holding a loaf (baybeee) that may very well be his. OH goody! Isn't it fun to watch all the losers breed?! Ugh...

Nope...not gonna get irritated. Really I'm not. Erasing it from my mind right now. HAH! So there!

At least it's a pretty sunny day out. The last few weeks have been almost solid gloom every day. Maybe we'll be able to hit the beach soon. As I said before, I haven't been camping or to the beach yet and it's getting me down. No one invites me and Ron doesn't want to go, says it's too much work and too expensive to get equipment. If I want to go, I have to do some planning and help get the stuff. No big deal I guess, 'cept for I really suck at planning these things. But I can do anything I put my mind to... Uh-huh... If I really want to go I can put something together. We can't afford any real vacation, which is fine with me, but I'd like a little one soon. We need to have some fun doing something new together.

I had a nice weekend, got some things done for a change. I got up early to take the cats to the vet on Saturday. They needed shots, I skipped them last year and they should have them if I'm going to let them out, even as little as I do. I only let them out on the weekends and usually no longer than a few hours. They always come back inside and hang out anyway, even when the door is wide open! It was funny on Saturday, I only had one good carrier, the other was a cardboard box. That thing did nothing to keep Henry inside. Before I knew it he'd clawed his way out of the top and was roaming the car so I had to take it slow and do side streets. He settled on the floor in the back seat though, it was good. They were very good for the vet, too, as usual. Such good kitties. When I got home I did some other things around the house and then we went to that nice Italian place I'd checked out a few weeks ago. Ron loved it and we had another yummy dinner.

We enjoyed Father's Day yesterday, my parents had a lovely bbq at their house. It was my two brothers, sis-in-law, niece and nephew, parents, Ron and I. There was lots of delicious food and we all had a nice time talking. The guys even got a few poker games in. I was upset to find out that my diabetic mother has yet another infection. I'm actually very worried about her, as she'd just gotten over an infected boo-boo on her left leg from an injury she got while garden shopping last month. Just my mom's luck to bang her shin into the dirty shelf of a flower display. It was full of garden dirt n' shit. That infection lasted three weeks and she's had to go to the doctor to get it cleaned twice a week. So now we come to find out that on Friday night, a little splinter-sized piece of metal wire got stuck in the ball of her foot near the toes. She'd been wearing shoes like a good girl, but the little wire somehow got in and got lodged in place. Being diabetic, she didn't notice it until it started hurting the next day and it was off to urgent care again. Yesterday she insisted on doing so much and we (sis-in-law and I) had to force her to sit and relax so we could do the serving. It was a great dinner and I'm glad I saw my parents again, it'd been almost a month. I'm praying the infection doesn't get horrible and spread. I should get a call later today to see what the doctor has advised...

Oh yes, and Friday we had another Pilates class at my boss' house. She invited me to stay for dinner and it was a lovely time. I'm done being mad at my boss. This is my job right now, it's difficult to find another one. Things really aren't as bad as they could be. My boss really isn't the horrible bitch I made her out to be. I mean, yea, she is kinda greedy and can be annoying (hey, she totally admits she's annoying at times) but hell, it really could be so much worse. I've earned what I get. If I want more, I have to work to get it. Life's not fair, deal with it.