So more I have no friggin' idea what the hell is going on with me. I was/AM so excited to be back in the States. I have been planning my shopping for MONTHS!!! Now I get in a store and freeze. I suddenly can't remember what I was after. Typically, I can shop for my house and others without a second of hesitation. I generally end up with more for others than I do for myself. The only time I have not had shopping problems is when I went to the bookstore. This problem better correct its self very soon.
Last night completely sealed my insanity! I laid in bed for about 30 minutes trying to figure it out happened and this morning I am still completely confused! So my little red friend is still here and still going strong. In fact I think it's loving its vacation to the northern hemisphere because he just doesn't want to go away. I don't know about anyone else but my friend is nocturnal which I am very secretly happy about because if something embarrassing is going to happen I prefer that to happen at home. Therefore, I am completely freakin' paranoid. I have special sheets I keep on my bed during that time. I put a towel under the sheet between the mattress pad. And I use two lines of defense to prevent anything from happening.
Yeah, over kill I know but I am the kinda girl that likes to be prepared.
Well, that brings me to last night. I got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom as I do during this time. And to my surprise I TOOK NO PRECAUTIONS LAST NIGHT!!! How on earth could that have happened? It's not like I suddenly decided that oh I am just going to be finished with my period. If that was the case I would have stopped it like 7 weeks ago! So then I started to try and think of reasons to explain what could have happened. First theory, ummm did it a take trip north? Am I going to have to be one of those girls that ends up in the emergency room because I put another one in before taking the first one out?! Second theory, did I get up before this and seriously don't remember and completely forgot? Well that seemed a little unlikely. Then I was horrified by the thought that perhaps...it fell out????!!!!!! So then I spent like 3 minutes peeling back blankets and meticulously checking to make sure that nightmare didn't happen. Which it totally didn't! So I have pretty much lost my tiny mind twice now. One because I didn't take precautions and two because I can't figure it out!!!
So now on to other things I don't really want to forget.
I got to have dinner with my aunt, uncle and cousins. I was really excited to see them. We went to Red Lobster for dinner. We always have a great time when we get together. For some weird reason these flies were flying around our table. It was completely annoying. So my cousin Steven killed the first one. About 15 minutes later I killed the next one. Then we started joking Family 2 Flies 0. Then we decided to leave them on the windowsill as a warning to other flies. Right after our dinner arrived so did the third fly! Of course he died too. Then we started joking about sending our dinners back. Waitress, there is a fly in my food....and in mine....and there is a fly in mine, too! I am sure it was one of those you had to be there moments.
My mom and I had a blast shopping yesterday. There are lots of things I want to remember about yesterday. But the moment I think I want to remember the most is the shorts!
So I know the picture is tiny but these are the shorts. The minute I put them on my mom started laughing. She HATES the fabric with a passion. Every time I tried to put a different top on with them to show the versatility and awesomeness of the shorts she laughed harder. In the end I loved them so I bought them. My theory is they are great for work because they look like dressier than regular jeans.
This morning we started sorting through who bought what and she declares that she is taking my shorts back. They are so hideous they have to go back. NOOOOO! They are staying. In fact I told her I was going to wear them everyday and take a picture for her which she could put on her refrigerator. She just laughed and now I have to hide my shorts from her.
It's the moments like this that completely make me doubt my move to Australia. I think I know deep down that it's the best place for us at the moment, but I am starting to wonder if I need to coming back to the states more often. I know Simon would hate me for it. He hates me leaving him at home. In fact I think he plans on doing things that will make me upset to get even. Here is an example...
That bookshelf is not the normal entertainment unit. Sim wanted the tv to be up higher. He has always wanted a surround sound system which have suddenly appeared in the picture!!! NOT HAPPY. I think it looks horrible and ugly. The cutest part of the picture is the little kitty that I SERIOUSLY MISS. Oh well, I guess I will have my work cut out for me when I get home.
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