09/09/09

Today is my mommy's 50th birthday. She doesn't look 50 and she certainly doesn't feel 50, but sure enough, she's 50.

I'm looking forward to spending today with her. I need a shower. I've also gotta pack some clothes and wait for Nick to call our lovely landlord about our lovely bedbugs. *grumbles*

I hate to drive all the way to CO Springs (BY MYSELF) only to have Nick come meet me 30 minutes later when they say GTFO. Goddamnit, I HATE BUGS.

Anyway, on to making today work. It's got to. I'm determined to give my mom a happy birthday.

God Damn It.

We have bed bugs. They live in my bed. *#&@((((((@.

I hate my life.

Beautiful?

It never ceases to amaze me when people hand me compliments wholeheartedly.

A lady called me beautiful today. I know I blushed (even through the Clinique blush--"Smoldering Plum") and stared at the ground like the bashful little shoegazer I am. Her daughter agreed with her and they were saying how beautiful my skin was, my hair color, etc. etc. It felt good, but weird, of course. I guess I never take it for granted when people compliment me. I don't always believe them, but I accept them graciously.

Always accept compliments graciously because when they're not there anymore, you'll be sorry!

Note: I don't know if I'd consider myself to be beautiful, but I think I'm not a bad catch. No, I'm not fishing for more compliments. I'd probably blush all my rouge off again...

Days Off

I love days off. I sit around and do everything I can't do while I'm at work (i.e. nothing). I want to sit on my ass with no pants and eat cheese dip. Why no pants? I don't know. It's easier that way. Means I don't have to run the a/c.

Anyway, I've discovered that Californication is a fantastic series. I love Netflix.

I haven't got a lot to say in here lately. I had a fantastic birthday. Really, I did. Nick bought me the Sims 3, my mother and I got our nails done and ate ice cream cake, and way too many people called. I love them. I love them all. In fact, can I have another birthday?