We really are the coolest people in the world...

The following is a gmail chat between me and my bestie...we are cool. Just to refresh your memory any use of a;lskdfjowiejfasdlfkj or anything similar is us laughing.

Spanky: i do lunch at 1230

i'm not doing anything probably

what are you doing?

Sent at 11:10 AM on Wednesday

me:  thinking about being naughty

Spanky:  dang you

i didn't bring money but i'll go w/ you

Sent at 11:15 AM on Wednesday

me:  well i could probably get one for ya

Sent at 11:28 AM on Wednesday

Spanky:  schweet; i'm actually not real hungry, so i'll be a cheap date today

me:  cool yer pretty cheap anyway....

damn homeless vet

Spanky:  a;ldskf

it still cracks me up that Number One was talking to Chauncy right before Chauncy and i met in Dallas a couple springs ago and he said "have fun w/ disabled vet'

me:  ya....like how funny is that, that you sort of eminate homelessness and veteran

Spanky:  veteran?

i do get the homelessness

 me:  i think you know what i mean

 Spanky:  b/c drink so much? b/c i like to shoot guns?

b/c i wish i could have served?

me:  uh...ya

and you like tevas and fanny packs

Spanky:  ;alskdj

me:  and you have scabby knees

and skeeter scars from falling asleep under the bridge all night

Spanky:  so i'm more of like a Lt. Dan veteran

me:  als;kjdfa;lskdfjadf

Spanky:  before he got new legs

me:  well ya that's the vision that comes to mind

cept you have legs

a;lsdfjwoifjsdf

Spanky:  yes, yes i do

;laksjd;f

omg

i want to save this chat

Christ

me:  don't bring him into this again

Spanky:  jebus?

Things that have begun to annoy the crap outta me at work...

1. People that carry on a conversation right by a door so that you can't really open the door and then you have to walk around them to get out....MOVE!

2. People that carry on a conversation at the end of the escalator, so that you have to perform a ninja move in order to not get sucked up by the escalator when you get off....MOVE!

3. People that, as soon as the elevator doors open try to get on, nevermind that the elevator is full of people trying to get off. Can ya wait a minute and check before you come barging in with your nose in your iPhone....

4. And seen yesterday...People that wear shirts that show their midriff. Seriously Jeans Day doesn't mean Slut Day additionally not everyone wants to see that, I don't care that you are working your boss for a promotion, decency would be nice.

Man I must be getting old.

This Kid That Moved In With Us...

So about nine months ago, this kid named Fletcher decided to come live with us.

This is Fletcher. He came from my womb.

He likes to eat...and get it all over his face.

He also likes to crawl under his bouncy seat, its way more fun than sitting in it.

He liked playing with this cooler until he pinched his fingers...

He also likes getting into Mommy's purse...luckily he's way more into the coffee than he is to getting money out of my wallet. We'll see how long this lasts.

Things he doesn't like...He's not terribly fond of the snow.

But he'll get over it.

I Did It!

I've been thinking about it for weeks. Contemplating it, weighing the pros and cons... and finally I decided it was time. It was time for me to quit Facebook.

I had over 200 "friends" and I had about 50 of them hidden, because they annoyed the ever living crap outta me. Those that I didn't have hidden either never posted or they posted so much they began to fill up my news feed and my actual friends began to annoy me because that was all I saw.

I mean I know your kids are cute but I don't want to read about every trivial cute snicker they make, I know you love your husband but I don't want you going on Facebook every other day to tell me how much you love him and how sweet he is and how much you love your family. Between all that and the constant complaining and people getting into my business I was just done. Not to mention, I was done feeling like a stalker. All I would do is waste time going on Facebook and peer into others peoples lives, in some respects learning things that honestly I don't care to know about some person I haven't even spoken with in real life for over 10 years.

So I'm done with the stalking, I'm done with the time waster, I'm done reading posts about how great your life is and I'm done reading about how shitty your life is. I'm back to being the selfish me, and fill up and entire blog with me....They say Facebook is for self-centered narcissistic people, well I guess its just not big enough for me...