Have you ever watched Jeff Dunham? He is a ventriloquist. Google him if you’ve never heard of him. He is fantastic. One of his puppets is named Walter. Walter is a crotchety old man who hates his wife. I’m starting to feel like I’ve become Walter.
Holy shit have I been CRANKY. My posts are all whine, whine, whine, bitch, bitch, bitch. Now, yes, I am in MAINE, in the dead of WINTER, with four children, so I suppose I’m allowed a wee bit of venting. But all the time? Umm, no, that is not a good way to win friends and influence people. So, I apologize if my constant bitching is a turnoff.
I had some friends over to scrapbook yesterday and it was so much fun. I laughed. I drank coffee. I even put a few pictures in my Christmas album. My friend Emily and I were talking about The Mentalist (on CBS, 9pm Tuesdays) and how HOT HOT HOT Simon Baker is (Cass, you know what I’m talking about). It was so nice to just sit and chat with friends that I wish I could do it more often.
This Friday my baby girl is turning 8. Hard to believe it’s been 8 years since she was born. She gets the honor of my last special cake of the winter, a butterfly. We gave her the option of skipping hockey practice Friday night to celebrate on her birthday, or go to hockey and celebrate on Saturday. She’s going to hockey Friday night and we’re celebrating with family on Saturday.
So, I’m hoping this week brings more smiles and less bitching. I would love to rid myself of the black cloud I feel following me around all the time. Anyone have ideas for how I can get rid of it?