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We never made it to IHOP. It was a little to cold and windy out. We almost did, then decided against it. Warren was a little upset, but then he moved on and did great. We still had a great dinner, in my kitchen which actually resembles a kitchen now instead of a bombed shelter. I made roast chicken, mashed potatos, gravy and baked beans. Which wasn't nearly as much work as it sounds. Its not stuffed french toast, but he didn't exactly go to bed hungry either. He also decided to make lemonade, as he has a new fixation with lemons. Only he likes his rather sour, this is a kid who has always been able to eat lemon and not make a lemon face. What can I say, I have one strange little boy, (kinda takes after his mother I guess).
I also was just freaked out by the door bell a little while ago. Normally I don't open the door at this hour for anyone, unless they are someone I know or they have a badge. But after the second time I decided to see who was bugging my at 12:30 in the bloody am. Turns out somebody had called Pizza Patrol, and it most definately was NOT me. I felt bad for the poor pizza guy (PP is the only 24 hour pizza place in FM) standing out there in below zero weather to collect his money. Either Mike ordered one, (I did send the guy to the garage in case) or somebody has a warped sense of humor (or a wrong address as there is another girl with the same last name who's address is identical to mine except for the ave ). I'm sorry, but I'm not paying for a pizza I did not order, and really don't want. Not to mention after watching a show on A&E about a serial rapist who was clearly operating in another universe, I was a little more than freaked at having a strange man at my door at almost 1 am.
I have been medicating all day, and I took a two hour nap as well. Warren also took a nap, which is really unusual. Nine year old boys do not nap on a Saturday afternoon unless they really are sick, or are still recovering from that sleep deprived EEG. If I had a ride I would love to take him to IHOP tommorrow. I still feel rather achey and stuffy, but not quite as bad as a day ago. I better be better tommorrow. I have a ton of laundry and a living room that still looks like somebody set off a bomb in the center.
I hate this. I can't sleep, even though I am exhausted. I have the makings of a major headache in the works, and my body refuses to fall alseep or get compfortable. what did insomniacs do before Nick at Night and the internet?
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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.