Hey, is this thing on?

Heh. Yeah. So. um. Hi! Remember me? I’m still alive, so ya’ll can quit worrying and stuff. And don’t tell me ya weren’t worrying because well, I know i’m the center of the universe so you’d have to. Yeah. Heh.

Ego firmly in check. Whoot!

Anyway, things are still the same about here. The Asshole’s hours were cut, I’m panicing, they’re enjoying the summer, running off in the bus for some big trips down to homer and other exciting places

leaving me here at home to enjoy the silence…..

Though sometimes, now when everyone is home, I get the oddest feeling I’m being watched..

And then! Horror of horrors, the Girl turned 11 years old! *SOB* and if that’s not bad enough, I had to register her for MIDDLE SCHOOL today! ACK! That means I have TWO kids in middle school this year! TWO! can you IMAGINE?

Then, concering the girls birthday, all she wanted was a clarinet. I had gotten a line on a rent to own place, and was told all I had to do was pick it up and sign the papers. I asked three times if that was all, and they said yes. Two days before her birthday I went in and they said “oh. you have to have a credit card.” Uh. I don’t HAVE a credit card!

I was in a panic, and when the Asshole called from work that night, he was then in a panic and I was all but in tears and it was HORRIBLE… and then, the Asshole reminded me once again why I married him. HE worked a deal with a co-worker up there, and we ordered her a BRAND NEW clarinet from a place this guy had worked with for a long time, and he bought it on his credit card.

And it didn’t cost me a dime. How? The asshole, who introduces his weapons before he introduces me, traded one of his more expensive guns, straight across to this guy for the Clarinet. HIs guns are like his babys – but as he put it “That baby didn’t want to learn clarinet!”

So the result of all this? aside from tears and relief and remembering that the asshole can be an ok guy? This:

Lookit that grin. It just don’t get better then that.

So – how’s things with you all?