as in "testosterone". as in "too much".
whew.
i'm mad. i've been mad most of today. mad at the seater at our favorite mexican restaurant. because he said they no longer seat children in booths. um, okay. what?
mad at miley cyrus for being stupid on her twitter account.
mad at the moe-ron who stopped an entire lane of traffic this morning at 1030 am headed into little rock on interstate 430. i mean, interstates should NEVER stop. ever. there is a reason for 3 lanes.
i'm mad at bethenny frankel for freaking out on jason. he's a doll, bethenny. he was just trying to do something special. (let me say here that you would all hate my guts and livers if i were on tv with clint. i would get hate mail. everyone would like him. think he was great. and hate me. but whatever. i'm not on tv. so there.)
i'm mad at my former gym for charging me for this month's dues when i'm not even a member anymore.
pretty much, i'm mad at anyone and everyone. and if you need something taken care of...like, you need someone to call and get something done for you...i'm your girl. call me. give me the scoop and i'll take care of it.
it's like i'm on the d.rugs. or maybe steroids. yes. a roid rage. that's what this feels like.
okay. enough of me being pathetic.
you know what really sounds good right now?
chocolate peanut butter pizza from larry's. yes. i think that would cure my disease.
About Me
- hannah
- i'm a girl who likes to write. not a girl that's necessarily good at writing. it's cathartic, i think. and boy do i need that from time to time. i married a wonderful man named clint in may of 2007. he is everything i am not. he is calm. he makes plans. he is organized. his truck is always clean. his clothes are hung by types of shirt/color/size/etc. i'm full of nervous energy. i'm spur of the moment. i can't ever find what i'm looking for. we live in my car...pretty much. i'm lucky if my clothes are within ten feet of my closet. God gave us a precious angel of a baby in september of 2008. his name is pratt allen. he is 2.5 years old.we have another little one on the way. his name is max wesley. and he is due may 19th. somehow i'll be the mother of two boys. craaaaa.zy. i spend my days cleaning house. picking worms and caterpillars out of the flower beds. cooking meals. shopping at target. washing clothes. playing on the floor. reading books. doing puzzles. traveling to sonic. and the library. and blogging. i hope you enjoy our blog. feel free to leave a comment. hopefully it's a nice one. i tend to wear my heart on my sleeve.
2 comments:
i am glad i'm not the only one mad at bethenny.
she acted like a jerk.
kinda like the person who wouldn't give you a booth.
get some chocolate. i think you earned it.
I laughed the whole way through is. I was sad that Brandon didn't make your list--he totally should have with his current behavior! That would have been awesome haha. I am mad too. But thanks for the laugh! We need to live closer. And I meant what I said in my email...I am totally gonna fly up to see you for the day. Pratt and Brylee would have a good time. Cerly would just sit there. And we could be mad together! Love ya girl
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