My mom is coming tomorrow. My dad is dropping her off on his way to OK to work, he'll come back on Thursday night to STN and they will both leave on Friday (you know, once I'm off work and actually have some time to hang out...) Vic called her and told her to bring her frying pan because he wants her to make chicken fried steak...something I refuse to do. Not just just CFS, but fry anything at all...if I never learn how, I won't be tempted to do so. The same day he called her and told her to bring her frying pan...I called her to tell her that I wanted her to have breakfast cooked and ready to eat no later than 6:30 am so that I can have few days off from eating cheese bagelbites & a yogart drink thingy for breakfast. She said she would. So basically she is coming to my house to cook for me and Vic. I wish she would move in with us. She is a good cleaner too. That's pathetic, I know.

Work seems to be a tad better. I don't HATE it there, I only hate it there now. And I can see that I am about to only DISLIKE it there pretty soon. Maybe I'm becoming a hard ass and I don't mind telling people "no Dr. for you for long time...sucks to be you" or maybe I'm just getting more familiar with the options and I don't have the same panic attack everytime the frickin phone rings.

I started going to Curves. I like it. Today I didn't like it, but I only slept 4 hours last night, but I made myself go anyway. When I first started I went in w/ my verbal boxing gloves on to let them know up front I didn't want to hear a damn thing about weighing, weight loss, or lossing a single inch. SO far they've remembered my message. I'm going to go MWF and do the standard 30 minutes until I adjust to that and then add either another day or another round the circle. Anywho, the main reason I'm doing it is I needed a stress releaver and other than smoking a joint, all I could think of was exercise...so I made the grown up decision to get sweaty rather than get high :)

I saw a car on my way to work this morning that had two bumper stickers. One said "I <3 my wife" (that's a sideways heart...duh.) Can you guess what the other one said? Yep. I sure did. It said "I <3 my husband." I wanted to honk and flip um my ring finger's next door neighbor, but it was 6:30 am and I figure only old people and those who are still drunk are out on I-35 at that time...so I just rolled my eyes and wondered how in the hell two hetrosexual people that damn queer could find one another. And then! That kick ass song from about 1990 "Things that Make you Go Hmmm" came on the radio and all was right with the world.

Vic got up this morning and ironed my skirt before work. He also did all the laundry today and cooked dinner. I like having a house husband.

This is the first day since I started last week working 7 am to 4 pm that I've not been laying in my bed at 5. But the 7 to 4 is really an illusion because I don't take a lunch and leave at 3 pm. I will get used to it, but for many many years 7 a to bout noon were my prime sleepin hours. I will be a new person, assuming that I survive. Am I the only one that didn't know it was dark at 5:50 am? That's when my alarm goes off. It pains me.

Today when I got off work I met Vic, Teri, & Heather at Sweetwater to grub. Since I don't take a lunch, my breakfast is GONE by the time 3 comes. (Though, I do have a Fussion yogurt smoothie and pretzels at 11ish. So I guess that's kind of a lunch...but still, it's not much...just enough so that I don't die.) But, NEways, back to Sweetwater. It was so good and so fun. But some how it seems Vic and I are gettin' another cat. I know, I know...that's insane. But Teri and Heather are moving and they can't take Chester the Cat with them. He's a sweet baby, just 4 months old. He's going to come meet all the furballs here and see if he gets along well. I really might turn into one of those old ladies with a million cats...except I'm gona have a husband and 2 poodles to go with them. I feel I should also mention that Chester is my Dad's Dad's name. He crossed the rainbow bridge (I know that's just what they say for animals...but it's my idea of heaven...rainbows, puppies, kitties, etc. so I can call it that if I whan-noh) 1.5 years ago, so it struck me as humorous he was already named that. Just like Mandy Sue! We added the Sue for Mandy to go with Mandy Rue and I think we might have to add a Ray to Chester to match Chester J. Even though the real Chester was a J. rather than a Jay, R. doesn't have the same effect.

I'm so excited Meestee is coming this weekend. We are going to a fashion show "fall back into fashion" on Saturday. Jamey's goin too. It's benefiting the Corinth Civic League, which I'm a member of. I, of course, had no intention of going to something of the sorts (like one LEG would fit into a damn thing those skinny bitches is sportin') but it seems that in the bylaws there is a rule that states that all members will buy a ticket to whatever we are having. If I have to buy a ticket, I'll be damned if I don't go. SO Misti & Jamey are going to accompany me to it. Fun. At least we get lunch. Other than that, all I know we are doing is sleeping late and going to Burlington Coat Factory. Some fun a pregnant Misti and a grown-up-job-having-Amanda are!