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I also hate people who make lists of things that they hate...hehe...



Arrrrrgh...I gotta go to bed...I'm so sleepy but I can't shut off my head. I hate that feeling. Plus the whole house is asleep except for the freakin dark-matter dog...



sleep well vampire rave...

smooches

Know what I hate?



I hate when the cat puts her paw in my drink to taste it. I really hate that. She's sneaky about it too...she's like "oh I'm just laying here on your dvd rack and I'm not doing anything wrong" and BAM her foot is in my glass...sheesh disgusting.



I hate when people are rude to me for no apparent reason. Like this guy starts griping at me in the grocery store because apparently I'm in his way with my cart and my son...ack



I hate rude people period actually.



I hate when I put my chair next to the rail up at the barn and then I go to put my feet up and relax and I'm just like an inch too far away to be comfortable. SO I have to get up and move my chair again - or I guess...get longer legs. Maybe if I wore platforms to the barn.



I really hate when I'm trying to sleep and my husband's really annoying Jack Russell crawls into bed with us and hogs the covers. How can a 15 pound dog turn into like "dark matter" when you're trying to move him off the blankets?? PLUS - how can a 15 pound dog take up HALF the bed. And he won't freakin move...he has some magical power that allows him to weigh seven hundred pounds when you're trying to move him.



PLUS...I hate when someone's profile takes more than like thirty seconds to load. Ack thirty seconds is a long time to wait..hehe

How cool am I? hehe.... It's Thursday and I took my son to the library today. He's almost three and we love books (how nerdy of us) - so we try to get there like every other week or so. Anyway we get in the truck and I strap him into his car seat and I give him this chocolate chip cookie - because he's been begging for a cookie and I figure it will keep him busy for a few minutes.



Anyway he's sitting in the back seat of the truck - eating his cookie, tapping his little feet against the console - I put stripey green and blue socks on him, AND SANDLES hehe...poor kid. Munching away listening to some "cruel summer" cause it is...ok, I digress...



So he finishes his chocolate chip cookie and he goes "uh oh - I got my hands all chocolate" and I'm looking in the rear view mirror and it's not just his hands, it's his face and his shirt - but especially his hands...



So we drive on to the library and we're talking about chocolate and dirty hands and we get to the door and I go..."Let's go inside and wipe your hands!" And we walk through the door and I go "Where should we wipe your hands Jess?" Thinking he'll be like - we'll wash them in the bathroom.



BUT NO!!! At the top of his little lungs...in front of the library ladies - he goes "I'll WIPE THE CHOCOLATE ON THE BOOKS MOMMY!"



sheesh....not my kid... hehe

Time totally slows down on Sundays...Jesse is sleeping for freaking ever...it's raining AGAIN. I'm hungry and I don't feel like making anything or eating junk...sheesh ... I don't even have anyone to gripe too since the house is basically empty and the cat won't listen.



Ok so I'm bored and now I'm going to make some food....hope everyone has a great week...SMOOCH