
We finished eating around 11:30 a.m. (hey, a whole two hours later than last year) and I've already had a nap. I think I should get some more rest. The outlet mall on 290 opens at midnight for black Friday specials. (Of course I'll be there.)
Not really. This is posted under the "tamale fixins" section of their ad. Hmm, I wonder what the people that sell tamales in the grocery store parking lots out of their trunks use. I don't even want to know. Whatever it is, I'm sure they didn't pay 59 cents a pound for it. blgh.
I think I'll stick to chicken from now on. Don't get me wrong, I love me some overcooked bacon. And ham? mmm. I first of all don't like mystery meat. And second, if I'm going to eat something I for sure don't want it smiling at me beforehand.
Why? Because I don't want change. I finally joined the NRA. Now, if that Winfrey chick would promote it, all the mindless "I can't think for myself-I need a talk show host to guide me" Oprah lemmings would do the same. Fat chance. Well, I do have a mind of my own and I'm using it. (Attention Oprah lemmings: it's quite refreshing to think for yourself, you should try it sometime.)
"The Constitution shall never be construed … to prevent the people of the United States who are peaceable citizens from keeping their own arms." – Samuel Adams
I'll drink to that. It won't be Samuel Adams Boston Lager, but I'll drink to that.
I wouldn't say I have OCD, but there are a few things that really don't rest well with me. I iron Cosme's workshirts before hanging them. I like to hang them in order of color, starting with black and ending with brown. (I base that on what he has, not the color wheel. Oh and fyi, white falls between gray and light blue.) Anyway, I like for this order to be kept. See?So, when Cosme puts on one shirt but changes his mind about it, we end up with this.
I'm trying to deal with it. Sometimes I'll take it down to redo it. Lately I've just been undoing the fold. It's something I'm working on but to know it's hanging there like that bothers me. I thought of that because I spent the majority of yesterday doing laundry.
Other than that stuff, not much else is going on. Just ask Strat.Oh, I'm sorry, he's busy holding the piano down. Let's try Lucille.
Sorry Lucille, I didn't mean for you to have to open your eyes.
Hopefully the cable guy will get here soon. I don't think I can handle all this excitement.
Look at how much he got rid of.
Almost finished.
Here he is this morning. Flat-ironed, styled and ready for the quinceanera. I don't hate it, I'm just not used to it. For the record, it's up to him to get it ready for school. If he can't take the time to fix it like below, he can wear it like the picture above.