until the first official day of Fall. The Autumn Equinox is upon us. There’s an anticipation in the air. Can you feel it? I know you can.

Josh works tomorrow, and it just totally and completely BITES!! I hate him working on Sundays. Nice thing though is that it’s over $4.50 extra an hour for doing it, so two weeks of doing it is NICE money Makes life a little easier, in the long run, ’specially with the wedding, bachelorette party, AND Halloween all in the same month. Oy! After that it becomes Thanksgiving, then my birthday, then Christmas.

Damn!! Where the heck did all the time go? I’m still in shock that it’s been almost 6 years since Josh and I moved in together. It’s been 6 years since I struck out on my own. Six years I’ve been surviving. Six years I’ve been with the one person I’m meant to be with. Makes anything and everything tolerable and wonderful.

Oh, speaking of, we found a picture. Amilcar took it of us on one of our trips to Sea World (had a pass so that we could go an unlimited amount of times during the year, and we took advantage of it, XD).

That’s the icon I made with it. Dumbass self didn’t save the scan (still sitting in the scanner, but it makes a lot of noise, and everyone else is asleep). There are more pics in ABOUT though, if you wanna check ‘em out.

Mood : bouncy

*grumble*
Just talked to Josh. They have him working Sunday, AGAIN! WTF? Seriously. Two Sundays in a freaking ROW! This is nuts and ridiculous. I wonder what days they gave him off, if any. This week, Wednesday was his ONLY day off. That’s just ridiculous!! And that’s the biggest reason I’m not going to my parents like planned. The bachelorette party is being planned for after I would have arrived home, but I’d rather not leave Josh to his own devices, knowing he’s going to be working that much. Good news is that his 90 days ended this week, and he’s on the schedule for next, so obviously he made it. He’s gotta talk to someone named Joyce about joining the union (having his back covered is worth the union fees), and then he’s gotta talk to Becky about putting a hold down on the route he’s doing today and tomorrow. Unless Alan claims it (hasn’t said he wants to), Josh will be guaranteed at least one day off each week, on a rotating schedule. *sweet* Finally!! We can plan things, XD. No more Jayhawk station calling him at 8am. No more main station calling him at 7am. *dances*

I’m planning on entering the “Great Base Race“. We’ll see how well that goes, XD. I’m pathetic at following through on things like that.

Hmm, well, I guess that’s pretty much it! I’ve got to start a load of laundry and fold 2 left-over from yesterday. Holy crap, though, I did at least 7 loads of laundry yesterday. o.O Clothes smell and feel good though. Clean Breeze fabric softener, and Tide with Downy, and Clean Breeze dryer sheets. *squishes and sniffs* Heck, it’s keeping Madi in clothes, ROFL. But, I’ll be nice and leave you with a joke I got from a group:

What Starts With F and Ends With K

A first-grade teacher, Ms. Brooks, was having trouble with one of her students. The teacher asked, “Harry, what’s your problem?”

Harry answered, “I’m too smart for the 1st grade. My sister is in the 3rd grade and I’m smarter than she is! I think I should be in the 3rd grade too!”

Ms. Brooks had had enough. She took Harry to the principal’s office.

While Harry waited in the outer office, the teacher explained to the principal what the situation was. The principal told Ms. Brooks he would give the boy a test. If he failed to answer any of his questions he was to go back to the 1st grade and behave. She agreed.

Harry was brought in and the conditions were explained to him and he agreed to take the test.

Principal: “What is 3 x 3?”

Harry: “9.”

Principal: ” What is 6 x 6?”

Harry: “36.”

And so it went with every question the principal thought a 3rd grader should know.

The principal looks at Ms. Brooks and tells her, “I think Harry can go to the 3rd grade.”

Ms. Brooks says to the principal, “Let me ask him some questions.”

The principal and Harry both agreed.

Ms. Brooks asks, “What does a cow have four of that I have only two of?”

Harry, after a moment: “Legs.”

Ms. Brooks: “What is in your pants that you have but I do not have?”

The principal wondered why would she ask such a question!

Harry replied: “Pockets.”

Ms. Brooks: “What does a dog do that a man steps in to?”

Harry: “Pants.”

Ms. Brooks: What starts with a C, ends with a T, is hairy, oval, delicious and contains thin, whitish liquid?”

Harry: “Coconut.”

The principal sat forward with his mouth hanging open.

Ms. Brooks: “What goes in hard and pink then comes out soft and sticky?”

The principal’s eyes opened really wide and before he could stop the answer, Harry replied, “Bubble gum.”

Ms. Brooks: “What does a man do standing up, a woman does sitting down and a dog does on three legs?”

Harry: “Shake hands.”

The principal was trembling.

Ms. Brooks: “What word starts with an ‘F’ and ends in ‘K’ that means a lot of heat and excitement?”

Harry: “Firetruck.”

The principal breathed a sigh of relief and told the teacher, “Put Harry in the fifth-grade, I got the last seven questions wrong……

From SigSafari

Mood : crushed
TV Plans : Barney (pathetic, right?)

Her text to me:

I dont kno if i can get senior pics now because mom isnt workin i also dont know if i can get my class ring 2

My response:

That’s okay because I’m most likely not going to be able to come anyways. My dress for the wedding has to be altered and then there’s RenFaire. Also Julie’s bachelorette party and the marking me [should have been OF] the first year without Kathy.

Her response:

K i am upset now i dont get to see my niece or nephew for a while now thanks a lot

My last:

Grow up! Being with Josh on the anniversary of his mom’s death is a hell of a lot more important to me.

Her last:

K fine see u in 1 year bye

Excuse me if I’m not sympathetic to the fact that she’s not going to get senior pics or a class ring. I never got either, nor did I get a yearbook my senior year (or any other year). She’s got a job. She can save and pay for that shit herself.

Also, the childishness just set me off. She’s going to freaking EIGHTEEN in EIGHT days and she still acts worse than Madi and Ethan sometimes. *grumble*

I just don’t have the mental capacity this week to deal with her childish antics (that time of the 3-months, XD)

Mood : drained
TV Plans : Jakers! The Adventures of Piggley Winks