so today was moms day but I didn’t do very much relaxing. It was even better. we went out to cracker barrel (it was a madhouse) then to sears where we ordered a patio set, new bbq grill and a dish washer. then we went to home depot and bought some of fence planks and sprinkler stuffs. we came home and
- added a new spinkler head and moved another (now we got coverage we need)
- finally put two bougainvillea in the ground including trellises.
- put 2 more daisy plants in the ground
- uproot and move this purply bell shaped flower plant thingamabob.
- replace 6 rotted fence plankamabobs.
- rake up some more crap
it was a busy day. I continue to get hammered by fleas and mosquitos. 
Ever since xenia came down with her friend dustin and they had sushi, I had been craving some more .. I tried what xenia had ordered that night and it was gewd. I have always said i didn’t like sushi but i guess my first sushi experience just wasn’t a good one..
anyway, i sent dennis out to get me some from sushiray. i can’t fucking wait till he gets back. I’m starving!
omg, i’m fucking dying here tonight. my legs have been bitten and bitten and bitten. I have like 30+ bites on my ANKLES right now and i can’t see them but i can feel them biting me!!
i’m trying so so hard not to scratch because I scar so badly and easily.. ooof!! it itches!!!
people who are DICKS no matter what you HAVEN’T done to them. people who’s heads are larger than king kong’s nutt sack yet they manage to fit it up their asses and live this way their entire unnatural lives. people who think certain jobs are beneath them and just looove to stick their skillset on a flag pole and wave it around for the world to see. the higher the better so a larger radius of the map can see it, of course. And people who show off, and strut, and posture, and sit at their desk with their scepter and crown and shove their noses waay up in the air so they don’t have to breath the same rancid air as everybody else.
aahhh… that felt good. thanks, LJ.
what the fuck is it with me and ORGANIZATION or being ORGANIZED or DISORGANIZED… i’m obsessed or something i swear.
So since getting back from our weekend trip I’ve been feeling soo lost! so so so lost. I don’t even know which way is up. I feel overwhelmed when I get home from work cuz I feel like there is just so much going on or so much that needs to get done that I dont’ know where to start so I just end up not starting at all. I feel like I need a plan, but I don’t have one. So I gotta sit down and make one, but I keep putting that off so the plan doesn’t get created. no plan, no ORGANIZATION, nothing gets done. then i feel bad that i didn’t create a plan and that i didn’t get anything done. i waste my time on petty shit. i get depressed and put off the plan making even longer and the cycle repeats itself.
aaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggggggg!!
somebody just shoot me!
…with my cubicle. I’m very visual person and what my surroundings look like has a huge impact on my mood and state of mind. I need change. At home I can rearrange anything I want or slap new paint on the walls or whatever but at work the cubicle police are in charge.
I’ve had about 5 dreams that I haven’t logged (lazy - takes a long time to write them out) but lastnight i had one that i definitely won’t write down. It involved a couple coworkers and some pretty bad shit that happened to them so i would rather spare them the read it they ever venture on my site.
yep, i’m back at work. I’m glad the weekend of driving is over but really wish i wasn’t here right now. wish we were at disney or something. been thinking of getting the year passes for us. that would be cool.
we got back last night and still haven’t brought all the stuff in from the car.
seaworld was good and we had fun but it was a pain having to park the stroller everywhere we went and lug the kid and our back packs everywhere.. still tho, we had fun and it was worth it.
I think the best part of our trip was seeing all our family. I made a point to see my aunt xenia this time along with a couple cousins and their kids while i was there. How time flies. When i first met my cousin’s kids after they drifted in from cuba they were real small and it seemed like that was just yesterday. Now one is enlisted in the army for 8 years, another is a student at UF another in another college and they all doing great. It was nice to see my aunt tho. They’d never seen Jada before and they loved her. we spent about 20 minutes explaining to our 10 year old second cousin who had never met xenia why it was that xenia and i don’t look like eachother much. LOL! that was interesting. I actually don’t like having to go into those details. it was annoying having to explain it. she’s my sister and that’s that as far as i’m concerned.
Gainsville with dennis’ grandparents was also good. his mom and stepfather drove down and his aunt came over too.. so did his sister and her bfriend. we had a really good time … But every time I spend time with them I find myself sitting back and just watching how immensly different they are from my own family and wondering how hosting a party with both sides would ever be like. My family is loud, they will say stuff to your face, they will talk about anything and everything even if it’s something personal, ‘taboo’ whatever. if you’re fat, they’ll just tell you “wow, you’re fat!”, get my drift? a get together with them always involves alcohol, cuban food, loud spanish music, loud talking about anything. kids screaming and running, drunk people laughing and being obnoxious… in contrast, D’s fam is so polite with eachother they don’t bring subjects up unless it’s done sooo carefully that any chance of hurting feelings is out the door… this is the only thing that annoys me. there has always been gossip in their fam but no body brings things up when they NEED to be.. aside from this tho, they’re just so 50’s… i dunno how to explain it.. just different. and they’re so low key. not loud at all. before going to bed everyone hugs and kisses everyone and says goodnight, in the morning everybody hugs and kisses everybody and says good morning how did you sleep, etc, etc, etc… all very polite and whatever. very… brady bunch sortof.. with us it’s just ‘hey!’.. that’s it. no hugging, no kissy kissy.. and the music they all listened to.. wow.
It’s similar when we go to his mom’s but not as crunchy.. his gparents i think still have that whole 40’s mentality. he was a pilot in the military and they’ve been together for yeeeeears.. and have carried over all that stuff from back then. they remember pearl harbor! wowzers.. very nice people.. veeeery very nice.. just different.
they all loved jada, but that goes without saying. who could possibly not love jada? :)
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