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December 24, 2008
Wednesday
Christmas Eve

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We like to say "Olé" like the whitest white people. It cracks me up. Do it out loud, right now. It’s fun. Jeremy does this little jump with his hands, and I die from laughter.

You may ask yourself "What is up with that Christmas tree branch hanging from the ceiling with ornaments on it doing in the picture?"

Nobody knows. Just go with it.

This year Sheldyn decided she wanted to be a ghost. Of course I said I would make it. It is now the day before Halloween, and I haven’t even started it. I don’t have a pattern, and I don’t plan on throwing material over her head and cutting out eye holes. So, that means today I need to design and sew up a decent ghost costume. I’m not sure what I’m going to do, or how I will go about doing it. I need to get busy on it, but I have absolutely no creativity going on right now. I’m dry people. I don’t feel like making a damn thing. Wish me luck. Ugh.

Do you ever have one of those days or a few days where you are just down and sad? When you think about your life your eyes fill with tears, and they just kind of fall out of your eyes onto your lap? Am I the only person who is disappointed with how her life is in almost every single aspect?

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Not sure if this will be my picture for the day or not. For now this is it. I will probably go back and edit it again more to my liking.

Today, was just a regular day. I woke up and Jeremy had fed the puppy. I was happy and felt good. I thought it would be a good day. Within 10 minutes Betty had eaten her own ass, and vomited up a foam that smelled of anal glands on the bed, and as I am trying to clean up the foam, Annabelle pee’d all over the bed. Yay! So, the morning went from nice, to pure shit in no time.

I decided to ride my bike to the school down the street for my picture, and brought Shell with me. It was so hot, and I was all sweaty and miserable. I fake it good. After that we headed home, and I am trying to leave out the front door, and my dogs are trying to get out front, and I’m trying to squeeze through a crack, and caught my new shirt on a small nail and ripped a huge hole in it. Stupid dogs.

Tomorrow, I need to go get a few things. Like face wash, moisturizer, and a few new clothing items for my trip to North Carolina this Saturday. I also just realized that my Mom booked my flight at like 7:30 a.m. How am I supposed to drink vodka cranberries to ease my fear at 5:30 a.m.-6:30 a.m.? I guess it’s time to try those anxiety pills I got last year.

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I think I’ve uttered one “I really miss taking self portraits!” Since I abruptly gave up in April on Day 297. Today, would have been my very last day of the project. My last self portrait to finish out my 366th day. What a quitter I am! I really wish I would have stuck it out or quit sooner.

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I have been extra lazy all week. I didn’t do a single thing around the house. Not one, besides cook dinner all week…which was all grilled and easy!

I finally tackled the mountain of dishes in the sink and counter. Seriously, everything we use regularly was dirty besides 1 spoon. An hour later, they were clean! Yay! I hate doing dishes by hand though. It takes so long, and I get all hot and sweaty. I also am dumbfounded on why I wait so long to do them, rather then take 10 minutes at night to do them all.

I’ve washed the kids clothes, got their bag all packed. I’m waiting on their whites to finish so I can put some socks in there for Chase.

These is a couple fly’s in the house. One keeps landing on Betty. It’s annoying the hell out of her. Everytime it lands on her butt, she jumps and turns around all fast trying to catch it. It’s cracking me up.

Here she is waiting for that mofo fly to land on her again. She wants it dead. Ha!

Jeremy just got home about 10 minutes ago. I need to grill some hot dogs and sausages for the kids and us, and then we are headed to L.A. to drop them off, but first we are going to go and hang out with my brother and Agnes!!! She just flew in from Paris on Tuesday, and called me this afternoon to come hang out. So, I am excited about that. I haven’t seen her in a couple years. After the kids leave we will hang out for a while…maybe do something.

So, that’s cool.

My Madre is coming down June 12-15th, then my sister is coming down the 18th-27th…then I am flying to North Carolina July 5th-12th. I can’t wait to go and visit! I just wish Jeremy could go with me, because I will miss him so while I am gone.

Anyway, that is all.

I am really looking forward to summer vacation! The not having to get up early every morning and make lunches, and rush around yelling at the kids to hurry up. Can’t wait. However, I’m nervous as always about sitting here all day with the kids. chase has a tendency to want to sit inside all day long playing video games, which isn’t cool with me. Sheldyn likes playing outside as long as there are neighbor kids to play with.

I decided though that I was going to enroll Sheldyn in Gymnastics over the summer, and Chase is going to take some guitar lessons. Something to do to break up the week a little, and have fun with. I really wish Chase would go take some sort of acting class though. I swear he acts all the time. Everything is exaggerated or he adds onto it. He’s a natural. Ha! I know Shelydn is really excited. Chase, eh, he doesn’t really show much excitement for anything unless it’s a video game or something.

I am so annoyed!

I bought Sheldyn clothes for Christmas. So, of course she was wearing them and I sent them with her to Chuck’s around the time when she went to the Rose Parade.

Well I told him after they came home, that she was missing all sorts of clothes! Last weekend he found some and I just realized she is still missing a brand new white skirt, a green cute Gymboree top with these cute little puffy sleeves, and a black baby doll type top I got to math these leggings. All gone. He assured me they were all at his house. come to find out he was calling his idiot sister to see if she had them over there. I just know moron Angie packed them up with her daughter and sent them to Tennessee when she went home. He’s also lost a brand new night gown. Never to be seen again. How do you lose clothes? I mean they don’t even live there, and I pack a bag for them every weekend. How hard is it to round up their stuff and send it back. ya know?