I almost can't wait until next week......

We're going on vacation to the beach next week, which I'm very excited about! All day, every day, I'm going to sit my butt on the beach drinking fruity drinks and reading a good book and each night go somewhere to eat wonderful seafood!

Why does the title of this post say "almost"? I won't bore you with all of the details, but something has already transpired that makes me think the boyfriend's family is going to try their best to screw this vacation up for us, because God forbid we try to take a vacation for a few days and it somehow not be all about them.

I'm going to think positive and hope for the best and hopefully we will have a wonderful vacation!

my boyfriend has lost his mind

Evidently my boyfriend has learned nothing in the 3+ years we have been dating. I do not like to be without my car. I will procrastinate forever about putting my car in the shop because of this. He has to put his truck in the shop for a few days because of a fender bender he had a couple of weeks ago. He just called me and this is the conversation we had:

Him: What do you think about me taking your car to work for the next few days while my truck is in the shop.

Me: That won't work for me, but I'll be happy to take you to work every morning and pick you up at night.

Him: That's just ridiculous. You're not even working right now.

Me: Yes, I'm aware that I don't have a job right now. Thank you for reminding me. I still need my car in case I need to go somewhere.

Him: Where would you need to go?

Me: Hopefully to an interview. This morning I had to go to the store to get tampons, I did not have even one tampon left. I would have been in quite the pickle had I not been able to get to the store to get tampons.

Him: My Mom can come get you if you need to go somewhere.

In my head: I'm not getting in a car with that crazy bitch his Mom.

Me: If there was an emergency, I wouldn't have time to wait for your Mom to come get me. Why don't you take her car to work?

Him: She may be leaving to go out of town tomorrow.

Me: Then how in the hell is she going to come get me if I need to go somewhere?

Him: I'll see you when I get home tonight. What's for dinner?

Dumb Ass.

weekend review

I had a blast at the Mardi Gras party I went to Saturday night. The party was at a friend's mother's house, so there were several older people there, and I figured it would be kind of boring and that I'd probably be home by 9:00pm, 10:00pm at the latest. I ended up having more fun than I've had at parties with people my own age and didn't get home until after midnight.

The boyfriend was not as lucky as I. The circus that he and his family went to was located 45 minutes from where we live. The circus itself only lasted two hours. It took them nine hours to get up there, see the circus, and get home. There was road work on the interstate (only one lane open a good portion of the way up there and back), traffic was horrible because the circus wasn't the only event in the area. They barely made it up there in time for the start of the circus and they left three hours before it started.

I also found out that even though the boyfriend told his sister both times she asked, that I would not be going to the circus with them, she and her mother wasted their money went ahead and bought me a ticket just in case I changed my mind. Evidently they don't know me very well. If I tell you I will do something, then I will do it. If I tell you I'm not going to do something, it would be a waste of your time and energy (and money in this case) to try to talk me into it. When my mind is made up, it's made up.

Yesterday was another beautiful day and me and the girls had a great time playing outside again while the boyfriend raked the leaves. The day went by so fast, before I knew it, it was dinner time. I made taco salad, which we ate while watching the race. Yes, I like NASCAR.....but I'll save that story for another post.

what a gorgeous day!

Me and the girls (my dogs) have been playing outside all morning. So I think we're going to be lazy and have a little girl time this afternoon, maybe watch a "chick flick" and then I'm going to a Mardi Gras party tonight.

The boyfriend just left for the circus. He tried to make me jealous that he was going and I was not by telling me about all the funnel cakes he is going to eat (I love funnel cakes). His mom is making them leave extra early so they can get there a couple of hours before the circus starts so they can have time to walk around. What?! There are no words to describe how happy I am that I did not agree to go with them. Especially since I would not have been given that little detail when I was asked to go. No, they just told him that this morning. There are not enough funnel cakes in this world to make me sad that I am not going on this trip to hell little adventure with him.

coming out of the closet...........

The blog closet that is. Maybe. I haven't made up my mind yet.

I've been thinking that I haven't been posting much about the boyfriend's family anyway and I could just go back and delete the posts that I have written about them in the past.

Speaking of the boyfriend's family, I might as well tell you this story while I'm still undercover, in case I do decide to come out of the closet......

If you've been reading my blog for awhile then you know that I don't want any kids. Ever. I don't mind being around other people's kids, as long as they are well behaved, but they are usually not. Especially the boyfriend's niece. She might be one of the worst spoiled brats I've ever been around.

So, knowing how I feel about children, this is a conversation my boyfriend and I had a couple of weeks ago:

Him: The Sister just called and wants to know if we want to go to the circus with them the weekend after Valentine's Day.

Me: (After I stop laughing) ummmmmmm, let's see, a huge event with about a trillion small kids running around? No, but thanks for asking.

Him: Well we'd be going for them not all those other kids.

Me: Yeah, I'm going to have to pass on that. But you have a good time.

I do feel sorry for him though. He's not fond of children either, and I just don't think he realizes what he's getting himself into.