Let down again. My brother did pick up his boys again. He says he is on his way now but I have no idea when he will arrive. He will not tell me where he is at– yesterday I know he was in New York–and there have been many times he tells me he is on his way and it takes him hours and hours to get here. On your way from where? The moon? Can I get and ETA? The triflin’ motherfucker is high as a kite too…
So this morning there was no milk in the house. I didn’t expect to serve the boys breakfast. I was too tired to go to the store last night…
I had to get my ass motivated this morning and run to the store. Well, I had to run to the post office too, then I went to the grocery story with thoughts of donuts and bagels giving me the kick in the ass I needed. LOL. So I picked up a ‘few’ things, saw an old friend I hadn’t seen in a long time. Made my morning. I think I made my nephews’ Saturday morning because I bought them donuts and a Quiche. They love Quiche. Just waiting for it to heat up and then YUM!
The FedEx guy has already come and gone– he brought some of the stuff I ordered for Valentine’s Day. Yay! It is happening tonight! I am getting that stuff out early, ha 🙂 Well, if only these kids would get picked up.
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Should have bought 2 Quiches. The one I bought was just enough for each of us to have one piece. It was good but everybody loves Quiche and I know my nephews would have loved more. My husband made the comment “Real men don’t eat Quiche.” Ha! My youngest nephew said “That’s wrong. We’re men and we like Quiche….Well, we’re real men except for Aunt Jackie; she’s a gur-rl.” LOL, it was cute. Then I remembered I actually ordered a Quiche pan and recipe book over a year ago so I dug the book out (and found 4 books I am going to sell on Amazon along the way). I’ll have to try to make my own Quiche.
Looks like my brother is in Ohio. Grrr.
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I had to make the boys lunch. I hate making lunch. I rarely eat lunch; I usually only eat two meals a day and I mostly graze. I shouldn’t have to make the boys lunch because their dad should have picked them up already. He called a little over an hour ago and said he’d pick the boys up by 4pm. It is like why bother now? The week-end is half over. Plus it is a little after 4 now and he still isn’t here. Total BS. And to think my husband would get yelled at for being a few minutes late to pick up/drop off his son. I should start being a super bitch like that but I don’t think it would do any good…anyway, a few minutes to an hour I am not too worried about or even it my brother was late like this once on a blue moon. It is the hours and days late on a regular basis that pisses me off.
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