OK, it's not the kid, it's me. Here goes!
I have never been a napper. Now that I have two kids, I'd like to take a nap. Why doesn't an almost 5 year old take a nap? Isn't he tired after all that running around?
Eating three mini Mounds candy bars makes me feel ucky.
Why can't I figure out that bulb sucker thing to suck out the baby's snot? My Sister is really good at it.
If my cat pees one more time in the hallway, I'm going to glue his buttocks closed.
My hair looks like shit everyday.
I'm going to be 40 in 16 days and am none too happy about it.
Why do fast food places advertise a certain kids toy and then give you some other shitty toy? I took the kid to Burger King today for a Spongebob toy that comes in the kids meal. I haven't been to Burger King in 3 maybe 4 years. He ended up with some shitty Simpson's toy. He doesn't even know who the Simpson's are. Same thing happened a few weeks ago with Sonic. Take the damn sign down already.
Why are there so many freaking bills? All those envelopes are annoying. (Yeah...I know, do the online crap...we do, sorta.)
Why does one cat poop right outside his box? Doesn't matter if it's clean or not.
If T asks one more time, "Will you buy me that" when watching TV, I just may freak out.
I didn't get any pictures of the baby in his frog costume. Now I gotta get off my butt and dress him up again.
Thanks for letting me rant. Oh wait, it's my blog and I can do what I want. Yeah me.
Tomorrow shall be Thrilled Thursday!