Friday, July 25, 2008

I think you can die from bordom...

I know that I shouldn't complain about staying home and having free time to do what ever I please but I can't seem to get the bordom out of me....

I have gone out with friends...

Okay that is another story all together..

What is it with rich drunk people that get on your nerves...

Okay so my nails aren't manicured...I freakin work in an ER my hands arn't that perddy because I wear gloves all day and wash them 20 million times to cut down on infection transmission..shoot me why don't ya.

In attempts to amuse myself I have given myself a facial...okay not really I did put on a mask to tone my face. I have talked to my son several times today but he is only interested in watching disney TV the nerve of him. It is like I am not cool to hang out with why I can't imagine why any 13yr. boy wouldn't like to hang out with his mother.

7 comments:

HEALTH NUT WANNABEE MOM said...

I love coming by your site! You are hysterical, honest, and real all in one! I hate being bored, would rather do almost anything than have that feeling. At least by writing about your boredom you are amusing the rest of us!

tashabud said...

I totally agree with Heidi. You're so hilarious.

Just telling it like it is said...
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Just telling it like it is said...

Health: thank you..It is nice to know that I can make someone smile...

T: ditto...
all that sweetness makes me feel al fuzzy inside....

Walker said...

Can anyone talk to a 13 year old?
Bored is not always a bad thing, trust me lol

Just telling it like it is said...

walker..Your right what was I thinking??

GoteeMan said...

That's the way it goes - you are a genius and the object of their attention til they get 12 or 13, then it's all silence, talkback, thinking you know nothing and he knows it all, until he's like 20 or better, at which point you regain all of your intelligence in his eyes and become the genius again... Good thing they are so damned cute when they are babies...

J/