hmm It is monday morning and for the 5th day in a row, I went to bed between midnight-1am and woke up at 4AM (edit, I origenally wrote PM) give-take 5 minutes wide awake. This sucks.
My twin and his wife had a Patriots Da bears, gathering. They invided about 18 and about 11 adults, one baby and 3 dogs were there. It was fun for... the first half. The second half was boring. By the end of the first half it was Patriots 33 Bears 0. So as much cheering that was going on in the first half, that's how much talking there was in the second half. My bro made a bunch of pickies and people brought food too. My sister in law made me a drink. Well, first she gave me some "Boston tea" vodka. It tasted discusting and I told her I didnt like it. She said said is it because it's too strong? because I didnt put anything in it. It's just the vodka. (I enjoy the taste of vodka, this was nasty) She mixed something with it and gave it back and it helped a little but it wouldnt be enjoyable. So she took it back and made me a fruitpunch with regular vodka. it was yummy. Although not eating anything before I drank it, it went right through me and my face was read. I.E. I was buzzing but once the food came, it slowly went away.
I got a question. If a sibling's friend who they have known for about a year, walked into your parents with (with the sib) and went into the kitchen and started pulling pots from the cabinates and making something on the stove, wouldnt that be a bit strange?
My sister's gf did just that. She was making these chocolate peanutbutter balls to bring over to my twin'shouse. My mom walked into the kitchen and said "what's are you making?" in a curios tone. I would have been like ... what the hell do you think you are doing? walking in and just using things in my kitchen? ok, may not but it went through my head at the time. She had a lot of nurves. They did come out very good and I got to have the "mistakes" But still, I thought it a bit strange.
My parents are going away for a week (yippy! who wants to come over??!!) So my mom gave my sister a few extra things to take to my twins house for the game. One of the things was a pickle tray she had and a bunch of other things. So with my sister driving her little jeep, her gf Stacey in the passenger seats with her little fu fu of a dog, I got stuck in the back holding a few containers which gave me no room to breathe. The containers were between the back of the chair and my stomach. I thought, well, I'm not going anywhere. I defanately dont need a seatbelt. Then there was a bunch of stuff piled up on the seat next to me. WELL, my sister was on the highway and I guess had to swerve. Indoing so, the container that was on my lap got jammed into my stomach and the pickles got tipped over onto my leg and what room there was between me and the other containers stacked up next to me. It was discusting. So my stomach was in pain and I had pickle juice all on the side of my leg. My sister pulled over to clean up the best she could but when we got to my twin's house, I changed into a pair of his gym shorts and Lindsay put my jeans in the wash. However, the worse of it, when I got out of her jeep and tried to stand, my left leg that was the one with the pickle juice on it, was in serius pain. I could not straighten my leg out for a few steps. It felt like a charllyhorse but a deep bone charly horse. I'm not sure what happened during that swerve, but even now, 15 hours later, the side of my leg, from the top of my hip going down about 4 intches, still really hurts. I hope nothing happened.
And to make the day worse, the teams I helped my twin pick for his league, the two teams both lost and in my weekly pick four, I lost.
Other things happened that were minor things but was still either negative or bad. so I had a pretty bad-painful day.
However, leave it up to Bon Jovi or the red sox to be my shining star. My twin had dl'ed and saved on to my MP3 player, the 4 new bon jovi songs. I like them. I dont "love" them, but I do like them. I am sure with time I will love them.
If anyone is dealing with that mid-america snow storm, I hope you are safe and doing well. My thoughts are with you. |
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჻ೋ჻ Your name suits you perfectly 
As for mine, I enjoy the idea of being a southern belle, a lovely lady who still embodies that lady like quality most women as missing these days. I used to hate my name and now I'm not sure why, I think it had much more to do with the 2 people who named me I had a problem with. :o/
hands you a vicodin this will make you feel better
