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My son has a crush on Terminator Barbie
Valuable lesson of the week: If one is sweeping the floor in barefeet and accidentally knocks a glass off of the table causing it to break in to many little pieces, one should really consider putting on a pair of shoes before cleaning up the mess at hand, or one's kitchen will look like the opening crime scene from an episode of Law and Order, and one will be limping for the next week or longer, and sit down to right giagantic run on sentences which make English majors cry.
I managed to make this mistake last week when I was cleaning up for my mom's visit. I thought my foot had healed up but apparently I was mistaken as it now hurts again.
The cut is near the outside of my foot and it hurts worse if I try to touch it. It doesn't look too bad, though it is a little red around the outside. The kind of thing, I probably should get checked out, but really don't want to because I would feel like a total idiot. When I bumped it with my other foot earlier today, I nearly went through the rough. At the time, I thought there was a small piece of glass in there, but I know I removed that right away, so I am pretty sure it is gone. Stupid feet!
Sunday Warren and I went to the movies. After I talked with a couple of my friends I finally agreed to let him see Mr. and Mrs. Smith. Bad idea, my son was clearly looking at Miss Built Like Terminator Barbie with a look I really am not ready to see. When I teased him about it he went thru every shade of red. I don't mean just a crush, this was a bit more, he was more than a little intrigued by some of AJ's better assets. Another official step on the way to teenagerdom.
Of all the women for my son to notice, he would take interest in one who delights in blowing people up (no Oedipus jokes please). I guess I should be greatful my son prefers strong women to girly girls. But Angelina Jolie? I think I need a valium.
By the way those of you who saw the movie, how many of you noticed the guy they were interogating was wearing a Fight Club T-shirt. I thought that was a rather cool easter egg. The movie itself I thought was rather funny. Not as funny as I thought it was going to be, but definately worth the cost of a matinee, and it made a great if rather ironic statement about marriage. Just leave your adolescent boys at home.
I also finally made the decision to do something with my hair. Nothing major, but I do have bangs again, and layers so I dont' looks so straight and severe, and I had about 2 inches of dead weight removed from the longest layers. I can still do a ponytail or french braids and stuff, but it has more volume and looks a little more mature, without being old lady hair.
On a humorous note, I think they really need to build an In and Out Burger here in town, and put it next to the Kum and Go. If that doesn't make the traffic stop nothing well. Besides the innuendo's alone could keep me going for sometime. After all if I'm stopping for gas and junk food, I need a good laugh at someone's expense to go with it.
Prequels ~ Sequels
Daily Dumbass: Shoes are our friends
Thankful For: Leaving work early
Music of the mind: : round and round..what goes around comes around...just give it time
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In every neighborhood there is at least one house that all the neighbors gossip about. This is a diary from the woman who lives in that house. I am a single mother in her mid thirties. I live in North Dakota with my son, Warren.
I tend to be a bit of a slob, and am the opposite of a girly-girl. I am geek girl, who loves Star Wars, Star Trek, Harry Potter, Buffy, Angel, action movies, science fiction, action adventure, Dr. Who, and so on and so on.
I love to write and while I don't post much fiction online anymore I would love to be a writer someday. I am also overweight, bipolar and suffer from allergy induced asthma.