It's telling me to Write a new blog post....
Monday, September 12, 2011 9:41:00 AM
"I will do what you ask, Oh great Opera Gods"
Welllllllllllllllllll, So lately all the kids are back into school, right? I work limited hours each week until 'business' picks up. (come on people grow OLD already!) Until people need help, then I am left here at home to clean and you know, do the mom thing.
I am not sure how much 'mom thing' is left to be done with girls that are growing so fast... Sorry if I am rambling here...But it must be told!! I mean, what will the girls think when I grow old and die and leave no diary??! Ok, so honestly I will be honest. To know the true picture of what happens! (for my future grandchilden, etc. HI! )
Yesterday I woke up late to the dogs, Oreo and Scooter, barking in the backyard at some random passerby. The people that walk in this neighborhood by the graveyard usually bring a mammoth of a dog with them. Suppose they are scared of the ghost that live nearby. One thing I can say about living across from the graveyard, I truly believe the spirits are tired of us.
Every once in a while we will get a freshly dead person buried and have a few things happen in the house. I don't know, maybe they are feeling out the neighborhood. *shrug* I bet they go house to house seeing what we have and how we live life. Lights will flicker off and on, pictures and objects will fall off of the walls and counters. Once a picture went literally flying off of the shelf...
But we don't let it bother us too much. Maybe that is why they get bored of us? (the ghost) We say, "Hi, this is the Bell family. We are boring and you should move on, or stick around and find out how boring we are. Your choice!"
Subsequently it grows quiet after some time.
Besides the ghost, the loudest thing in this house is Carrell snoring. Every.Every.Every.Every. night...he snores. His chest fills with air...and then he sounds the horn on exhale. Gaaaaahhhhhhaaaeeerrrrrrrr. Is that a sound? A bellow, squawk, snort, uproar of a racket coming from his throat.
As Carrell is sawing logs I am up half the night having to use the bathroom because of the water pill I take to help with my blood pressure. Did I just say that? Yes...I did. Ok, so it's out there...and I admit it. Meh, who cares who knows, right? I think more of you should get your blood pressure taken! (that's nurse mom talking...not the cool Sarah)
By the way, back onto yesterday. My daughter's boyfriend's family came over yesterday. (Sunday) They are all so tall and had on heels after just leaving church. I felt like a real shorty so I just sat at the table and asked her to join me.
"Come Jennine, join me here for some tea? Coffee?"
"I'll take tea."
Awesome, I escape to the kitchen and get the cups. We have tea and coffee at the table and discuss Rachael's baby shower once again. Jennine bought Rachael a new dresser, desk and accessories for her room. A friend sort of gifted it to her, but she paid a small amount of money for it. Anyway, we are still waiting to find out the sex of the baby before going onto buy clothes. We want no surprises...although...since we don't want surprises, there will be some. Wonderful!
I will end this for now...it's early (only 5 am) and I need more coffee. Plain black and strong.