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No hangover on Sunday. None what-so-ever. Instead, we got up, got the kids dressed and headed out to my sister-in-laws house. My BIL needed help splitting and stacking wood so hubs was going out to help him. I decided we should all go so the kids could run around and play. They live on 5 acres so we like taking DramaBoy’s John Deere Gator out there so he can ride it all over the place.
I ended up helping stack wood for about a half an hour. Just enough time to sweat in the hot sun and get dizzy enough to sit down. Then I decided it was time for food. A girl’s gotta eat…. a lot. So we packed everyone up and headed into town for some yummy food.
After we devoured our food like animals on the savanna after a fresh kill ate, Monster decided to walk right into a bench with his head. This was the type of injury that makes a bruise and a lump appear instantly. It was ugly.
Then we headed back to finish up with the wood. Well, the guys worked on the wood while the children and I laid around in the cool house. A girl’s gotta rest after all that hard work and big meal.
On a completely different subject, gigantic, midnight black, flying hornet-bees-waspy looking things have invaded my back door, AGAIN this year. There was only one, and I insisted that he die a horribly painful and gruesome death at the party Saturday. My wishes were carried out. However, the fucker had family and they have come to avenge his death. Stoopid bastards.
I firmly believe that one of these gigantic, midnight black, flying hornet-bees-waspy looking things are responsible for DramaBoy’s ear quadrupling in size a couple of years ago. His ear became a large, rubbery and clownish looking appendage. It was horrifying.
I hate these things. Karly, I’ll trade you the ear wigs for these gigantic, midnight black, hornet-bees-waspy looking things. Yeah?
Oh, and yesterday, I was making our bed and there was a huge daddy-longed legged spider crawling ON MY PILLOW! Oh HAAAAAIIILL NO!! Now I’m creeped out about bugs in my bed again. I couldn’t even go to bed early last night, alone, like I wanted to. I had to wait for the damn Cubs game to be over so hub’s could come with me.
Karly, why is the bug world against us? Do they smell our fear? Do they want to avenge all of the family members we have killed? Are the bugs forming their own little Cosa Nostra against poor innocent souls like us?
Ah salama lakum
