Hurry Up and Wait

That's what my life has been like lately. I have a million things to do and then, the stupid weather acts up and snows and shit and I am terrified of it, so I have to put off anything that involves travel outside of my little berg (which means picking up Buddy and the other kids after school).

Tomorrow is Valentine's Day, which means Buddy's class will be exchanging cards and having a little party. Guess whose Mother hasn't purchased any cards yet? Yep, dumbass me. I THOUGHT I'd be able to get out earlier in the week and buy stuff, but again - SNOW.

So, after he gets home from work, the Evil Twin is taking me and the family to Wal-Mart. He says the only cards that will be left this late are Strawberry Shortcake and Kittens. He's probably right. I hope I can find something semi-decent and perhaps attach a sucker or something to them - kind of a "sorry these Valentine's suck" consolation prize. LOL.

Yesterday, Sissy was a holy terror most of the day and she kept me super busy. Then, I had to watch American Idol (2 hour special!) and after that, I was too drained to write anything. Drained and completely bummed about the weather.

I was secretly hoping that flea-bitten rodent in Pennsylvania was wrong and Spring would come early. I'm tired of being cooped up in the house because it's too cold to enjoy fresh air.

The good news is that when we go to the store this evening, we'll get to eat at Arby's which, for some reason, is very desirable to Buddy. I mean, I like their food okay, but he thinks it's some super special treat. It makes me think of a time when I was in junior high and I had some sort of illness that kept me home for a few days. The only thing that sounded appetizing to me was Arby's sandwiches, so my mom went and got a huge bag full of them and there was something soooo good about those sandwiches at the time.

Maybe Arby's has some secret formula wherein their sandwiches become comfort food. All I know is that roast beef and cheddar sammich is calling my name tonight and I might even have TWO, even though I have a goal of losing weight (15 to 20lbs) by April 22 - I do not want to turn 40 with a muffin top over my jeans. Granted, they're a size 4 and I could buy some 6s, but that would be a defeat.

Yours truly out, y'all. Send sunshine my way!!!!!