Oh my...
...I’m rather nauseated. Damn...I hate that. OK, today is the day! My kids will be here and I'll be able to fall asleep with my favorite people on the planet under my roof! I’m as happy as I can be. The house is pretty clean so I am ready to just drive to the airport. That’s always fun, isn’t it?
Airports are never easy to navigate and nowadays I have to drive around the circle to wait. You can’t stop outside...if you do you could end up on the evening news. The flight is on time...so far. My daughter called to be sure that I had a blow dryer and that means that she’s packing. Next, she will go to White Castle and get her mother a sack of slide burgers!!!!!
They always pick me up some of those when they come here because they know that you can’t get them south of Cincinnati. For some reason, there is a White Castle wannabe down here, it’s called Krystal’s. South you can get Krystal burgers, but they aren’t quite the same. For one thing, they don’t have any holes in the burgers. I’m not sure why, although I can guess, but White Castle cuts 5 holes in their burgers before they cook them. They aren’t very big to begin with, the pickle will hide the meat from you. I’m pretty sure it’s meat, but I could be wrong.
There’s a cookbook that tells you how to make some of the things that you can usually only get when you buy them, like Twinkies. They have a recipe for White Castle burgers and in that recipe, you're supposed to put one jar of baby food liver into each pound of hamburger meat.
I can only get those things when the kids come visit or when I go up there. My sister’s miss Tomato's Pizza, a pizza place in Bensenville, Illinois, not far from the house that we lived in. Everyone who has moved has something that they miss from home. We should start a food exchange thing...I’ll send you a Chik-Fi-Lay sandwich if you send me some Italian Lemonade. I can’t find that stuff anywhere in Atlanta. I called every Italian restaurant in the area once looking for it. They have that Luigi’s crap, but it’s rock hard and Italian ice isn’t supposed to be hard. There’s an ice cream place near me on Marietta Square that advertises Italian Ice in the window, but I went in and it was just that Luigi’s stuff, not at all what I was looking for. Oh, one other thing, Italian Lemonade only comes in lemon, not cherry and a bunch of other flavors. Damn it, I should call my daughter to see if she can get me some of that stuff. Of course, she will need some dry ice to keep it cold...oh the heck with it, too much trouble.
OH! By the way, a guy emailed me when I mentioned the trick shop that I went to last week and told me that he works at the post office near the Square. I mentioned that whenever I went in there to cash the alimony money order, there was a guy who says, "Oh, this looks funny." Then, he takes it somewhere in the back and makes me wait forever before he finally cashes it. The guy who emailed me said to ask for him next time it happened. Well, it happened again the other day. I said, "OK, get a supervisor...this is a post office money order and there's nothing wrong with it." He said, Don't get nervous, that makes me nervous." I responded to him, "You get nervous EVERY SINGLE TIME I come in here, now....you have a supervisor back there named ***** and I want you to go get him." That did it, he cashed the stupid thing right then. Many thanks to the dude who emailed me, you saved me a bit of a hassle.
I’ve been trying to take a picture of my dog for a very long time. Either I can’t get him to smile right or the delay in the camera gives him enough time to move before the shutter clicks. I think it’s easier to take a picture of Loch Ness than it is to get one of this animal. I finally got one of the front of his head and if I did it right, it’ll be here. Well, it wouldn't post so I have to post it another way which should put it below this post. Of course, it could end up above it, I never can tell.
Yep, that’s my dog. Not too bright, but he’s as sweet a dog as you’ll find anywhere. He’s kinda like Rain Man sweet...the kind of sweet you only find in the lower IQ’s of the planet. Just one big, stupid dog. He barks, but only to get you to play with him. So, you can break into my house if you play with the dog first. But, feeding him won’t work, he doesn’t eat anything that normal dogs eat. I bought every treat that I could find and he doesn’t like any of them. I have a cabinet full of Milk Bones and stuff like that. I should just throw them out, he’ll never eat them. You couldn’t even persuade him with steak.
He’s still eating cat food. I don’t know why...but he always ate the cat’s food and didn’t touch his own so I just started buying bigger bags of Meow Mix. That makes life a bit easier. Now, if I can get the fish and my son to eat cat food....life will be a helluva lot easier.
OK...I should probably take a shower and get ready to go to the airport. I know it’s early, but I am so excited that I want to start getting ready earlier. OMG! It just occurred to me that I didn’t pay the car insurance. Damn, I can’t go through 3 days secure in the fact that all of the bills are paid. I hope Rick is happy with his stupid ass.
The next time I marry a man, I’m getting proof of his manhood. I need proof that he won’t bolt when things get bad and proof that he isn’t a coward. I’m not sure how I’ll prove that, but I’m not going based on the presence of a penis anymore.
My daughter just called me from O’hare. And, my oldest just took my car to pick up his paycheck so now I have no vehicle...he better come back in time for me to leave or he will be sleeping outside with the torn up quilt to cover him.
Off to get my kids!
Meg
...I’m rather nauseated. Damn...I hate that. OK, today is the day! My kids will be here and I'll be able to fall asleep with my favorite people on the planet under my roof! I’m as happy as I can be. The house is pretty clean so I am ready to just drive to the airport. That’s always fun, isn’t it?
Airports are never easy to navigate and nowadays I have to drive around the circle to wait. You can’t stop outside...if you do you could end up on the evening news. The flight is on time...so far. My daughter called to be sure that I had a blow dryer and that means that she’s packing. Next, she will go to White Castle and get her mother a sack of slide burgers!!!!!
They always pick me up some of those when they come here because they know that you can’t get them south of Cincinnati. For some reason, there is a White Castle wannabe down here, it’s called Krystal’s. South you can get Krystal burgers, but they aren’t quite the same. For one thing, they don’t have any holes in the burgers. I’m not sure why, although I can guess, but White Castle cuts 5 holes in their burgers before they cook them. They aren’t very big to begin with, the pickle will hide the meat from you. I’m pretty sure it’s meat, but I could be wrong.
There’s a cookbook that tells you how to make some of the things that you can usually only get when you buy them, like Twinkies. They have a recipe for White Castle burgers and in that recipe, you're supposed to put one jar of baby food liver into each pound of hamburger meat.
I can only get those things when the kids come visit or when I go up there. My sister’s miss Tomato's Pizza, a pizza place in Bensenville, Illinois, not far from the house that we lived in. Everyone who has moved has something that they miss from home. We should start a food exchange thing...I’ll send you a Chik-Fi-Lay sandwich if you send me some Italian Lemonade. I can’t find that stuff anywhere in Atlanta. I called every Italian restaurant in the area once looking for it. They have that Luigi’s crap, but it’s rock hard and Italian ice isn’t supposed to be hard. There’s an ice cream place near me on Marietta Square that advertises Italian Ice in the window, but I went in and it was just that Luigi’s stuff, not at all what I was looking for. Oh, one other thing, Italian Lemonade only comes in lemon, not cherry and a bunch of other flavors. Damn it, I should call my daughter to see if she can get me some of that stuff. Of course, she will need some dry ice to keep it cold...oh the heck with it, too much trouble.
OH! By the way, a guy emailed me when I mentioned the trick shop that I went to last week and told me that he works at the post office near the Square. I mentioned that whenever I went in there to cash the alimony money order, there was a guy who says, "Oh, this looks funny." Then, he takes it somewhere in the back and makes me wait forever before he finally cashes it. The guy who emailed me said to ask for him next time it happened. Well, it happened again the other day. I said, "OK, get a supervisor...this is a post office money order and there's nothing wrong with it." He said, Don't get nervous, that makes me nervous." I responded to him, "You get nervous EVERY SINGLE TIME I come in here, now....you have a supervisor back there named ***** and I want you to go get him." That did it, he cashed the stupid thing right then. Many thanks to the dude who emailed me, you saved me a bit of a hassle.
I’ve been trying to take a picture of my dog for a very long time. Either I can’t get him to smile right or the delay in the camera gives him enough time to move before the shutter clicks. I think it’s easier to take a picture of Loch Ness than it is to get one of this animal. I finally got one of the front of his head and if I did it right, it’ll be here. Well, it wouldn't post so I have to post it another way which should put it below this post. Of course, it could end up above it, I never can tell.
Yep, that’s my dog. Not too bright, but he’s as sweet a dog as you’ll find anywhere. He’s kinda like Rain Man sweet...the kind of sweet you only find in the lower IQ’s of the planet. Just one big, stupid dog. He barks, but only to get you to play with him. So, you can break into my house if you play with the dog first. But, feeding him won’t work, he doesn’t eat anything that normal dogs eat. I bought every treat that I could find and he doesn’t like any of them. I have a cabinet full of Milk Bones and stuff like that. I should just throw them out, he’ll never eat them. You couldn’t even persuade him with steak.
He’s still eating cat food. I don’t know why...but he always ate the cat’s food and didn’t touch his own so I just started buying bigger bags of Meow Mix. That makes life a bit easier. Now, if I can get the fish and my son to eat cat food....life will be a helluva lot easier.
OK...I should probably take a shower and get ready to go to the airport. I know it’s early, but I am so excited that I want to start getting ready earlier. OMG! It just occurred to me that I didn’t pay the car insurance. Damn, I can’t go through 3 days secure in the fact that all of the bills are paid. I hope Rick is happy with his stupid ass.
The next time I marry a man, I’m getting proof of his manhood. I need proof that he won’t bolt when things get bad and proof that he isn’t a coward. I’m not sure how I’ll prove that, but I’m not going based on the presence of a penis anymore.
My daughter just called me from O’hare. And, my oldest just took my car to pick up his paycheck so now I have no vehicle...he better come back in time for me to leave or he will be sleeping outside with the torn up quilt to cover him.
Off to get my kids!
Meg
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