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The Queen of Sheeeba
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May 2013
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The Queen of Sheeeba [userpic]
This is one of the reasons why he's my most favorite son.

Even though I haven't been posting much there's been a lot of crap going on with me: some good and some bad but all pretty stressful. When I walked in the door, this greeted me:

First bouquet

Followed almost immediately by "Hey, you like? Good! Now here, take you damned pee pee pills-- and NOT with beer, you friggin' dummy. Now look at the flowers. LOOOOOK, I SAY!"

The Boy was waiting for me with flowers, my medication and a cup of water, and insults. I am loved.

Some of the things going on:

Trying to arrange getting my dad to the house. Not an easy feat since he cannot sit up with his legs down and can't really get inside my house. This weekend is out, since there will be rain.

My girlfriend since elementary school has a brain tumor. She regaled me with stories her her family freaking out. One sister at her hospital bed weeping inconsolably while insisting that Gina "be strong!" To which Gina answered, "No YOU be strong!" She's home now, still sporting the tumor and still not knowing whether it is malignant or benign.

HR Lady trying a little retaliation. Only forgetting that the "privilege" she is attempting to remove was her fucking idea in the first place and something I never wanted to do.

My body hates me and wants to kill me.

Even though we've added significant expenses (car payments and much higher insurance premiums) we have not increased our income by one dime. Yet I still plan to go to Hicks Nurseries tomorrow to buy some plants. I may still decide against it. Or promise myself I won't spend more than 20 or 30 bucks-- TOPS! Thing is, if I don't go I'll feel denied and crushed and spend the summer without any annuals, which is unthinkable. If I do go I'll feel guilty and, really, how am I supposed to pay for this?

Today was Tom Terrific and Head Mailroom Guy's last day at our home office-- for two years! I don't know how we are going to function without them because without them the stupids outnumber the competent. Plus, I'm really gonna miss them.

The Boy starts work next Wednesday.


The Boy starts work next Wednesday.

That's how you pay for $30 of annuals!

I'm sorry to hear about your friend- good for her for turning the "be strong" thing around. And I hope your pee pee pills do what they're supposed to do, and soon.

Oh, I plan to get him to our local Home Desperate for Mother's Day. Since he loves gardening, I won't need to cajole or anything. I just gotta beat out books, computer peripherals, games and going out with his friends for his dollar. Mother's Day will cinch it.

Yeah, plus they're all impulsive and spur-of-the-moment at that age, so time it right to coincide with payday, get him drooling over all the neat garden stuff available, and then TAKE HIM TO THE CLEANERS! BAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Also, is it evil of me to want to punch HR Lady in the throat?

Okay, maybe it's not evil to want to punch her in the throat, but repeatedly? Is that the evil part? Or not?