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My mother saw it and wondered why I'm dating a boy when I'm 'very obviously' a lesbian. Oh..am I? No one told me!
Anyway, today is slight suckage, but it's my own fault. I'm trying to teach my mother how to recycle, since my town has recently decided that we're all going to recycle or pay a huge huge fine for not recycling.
Really, I didn't think it was that hard - you separate things into piles:paper in the paper pile, plastic in the plastic pile, metal in the metal pile, and so on down the line. She keeps asking me things like, "What pile do I put the plastic spoons in?", "Can I throw away my paper plate, or does it go in the paper pile?", and "Are plastic bottles recyclable?"
I've been uber productive today, as always when I'm up at the asscrack of dawn. Went to el gym, cleaned a shit ton, and made an attempt at teaching my mother to recycle. I even took my 'tard and ]the boys ootside for a nice romp in the grass, as I don't get to do it often anymore.
The Boy and I took the Spawn to the Boston Museum of Science yesterday. We saw butterflies at the Butterfly something or other, and there was a ginormous one, and there were two gettin' it on. We watched, because we're pervs like that.
'Twas good. I loves me those folk, I do; they're my three favorite two legged 'tards.
The only problem with me getting up and being so productive so early is that I always end up with this weird adrenaline rush, so I get all shaky and twitchy by 10am. Add to that my current nervous mental state, and I'm all riled up inside.
Oooooh...
Today, I get's to go play with The Boy and the Wee Ones, then laaater today, I get's to go make fun of The 'Tardiest 'Tard of Them All. Yayness.
Even better: I got rush delivery on most of the naughty items I ordered, so they should be here tuesday! Yessssssssss!
My mother saw it and wondered why I'm dating a boy when I'm 'very obviously' a lesbian. Oh..am I? No one told me!
Anyway, today is slight suckage, but it's my own fault. I'm trying to teach my mother how to recycle, since my town has recently decided that we're all going to recycle or pay a huge huge fine for not recycling.
Really, I didn't think it was that hard - you separate things into piles:paper in the paper pile, plastic in the plastic pile, metal in the metal pile, and so on down the line. She keeps asking me things like, "What pile do I put the plastic spoons in?", "Can I throw away my paper plate, or does it go in the paper pile?", and "Are plastic bottles recyclable?"
I've been uber productive today, as always when I'm up at the asscrack of dawn. Went to el gym, cleaned a shit ton, and made an attempt at teaching my mother to recycle. I even took my 'tard and ]the boys ootside for a nice romp in the grass, as I don't get to do it often anymore.
The Boy and I took the Spawn to the Boston Museum of Science yesterday. We saw butterflies at the Butterfly something or other, and there was a ginormous one, and there were two gettin' it on. We watched, because we're pervs like that.
'Twas good. I loves me those folk, I do; they're my three favorite two legged 'tards.
The only problem with me getting up and being so productive so early is that I always end up with this weird adrenaline rush, so I get all shaky and twitchy by 10am. Add to that my current nervous mental state, and I'm all riled up inside.
Oooooh...
Today, I get's to go play with The Boy and the Wee Ones, then laaater today, I get's to go make fun of The 'Tardiest 'Tard of Them All. Yayness.
Even better: I got rush delivery on most of the naughty items I ordered, so they should be here tuesday! Yessssssssss!
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