Send Me A RCMP

Sometimes you just have to go with it.

I really enjoy talking to my son-in-law, Matt. Even when he's drunk. He has a great sense of humor. He told me the other day that he and Kelsey are having SEX! OMG! Can you just imagine. Gosh. He told me that Kelsey is still in denial. Denial? Of what? Having sex? Telling her parents? Kelsey...it's not news. We KNOW you are doin' the hokey-pokey with Matt!

Matt is a great kid. I love him to death. And...best of all...he loves my daughter. When I call them overseas to talk, there is no sense of urgency that he wants to hand the phone off to her so that he doesn't have to talk to me. I am very fortunate that my daughter gave me a great son!

Bad satellite internet connection. I want DSL so badly that I wanna cry. My satellite connection has been DOWN all this week. Please COMCAST, please come and install cable/dsl/phone service in our area...

Still trying to tidy up the basement. If you don't hear from me in the next 2 days, call the Mounties. What? I'm not Canadian. Or in Canada. But it would be nice to have a RCMP come save me.

My hair is actually growing. I don't know what the heck I'm doing to it. But it is the longest it has ever been. And it actually looks healthy.

Still have no locate on the water leak in our system. Oh, Well.

Just sent M&K a box. Magazines, CDs, Scrapbooking stuff, Toys, Notebooks, and Victoria's Secret Panties (for K to wear and M to take off).

My feet have been extremely dry again. So I had to scrape them yesterday. P-yucky. But I soaked them for quite a while in Yardley Sea Salts. These smell SO good. I hung some of them in our main bathroom.

Hey! See our weather forecast? I'll have to put Greg's egg on the sidewalk to fry!