Get 'er done...
Oh, I am, believe me.
Got everything done, including mopping the kitchen floor and puttin' the rugs back down, kitty potties, dishes... just everything, except a coupla more loads of wash, and I'm doin' that as fast as the machines allow. Damn, man.It's about time, too. I'm just about at the point I've been wantin' to be for over a week... the point where I can just sit around in my flannel jammies, sippin' hot chocolate. Only thing is, now I'm all sweated up, I have chicken thawing to make pot pie and, considering the fact I'm kinda in a "kick ass on this mess" frame of mind, hot chocolate isn't a part of my thinking right this particular second. But, it is nice to be hangin' out with Cogburn and Foghorn.
Yeah, I brought the other rooster in, too. Cogburn is perched on the back of my chair here, and Foghorn is nestled on top of the computer desk, sleepin'... has his lil' head tucked under his wing and all. I swear, I've got the coolest roosters.... My duck's kinda fucked up, buuuut.... whatcha gonna do?
(And, NO, I ain't gonna eat 'er, so don't even go there.)
(Believe me, I feel bad enough makin' chicken pot pie with these two in here. And, I didn't even know the chicken I'm gonna be using. I've said many times, that had I lived in the time of "Little House on the Prairie", I'd have either starved to death or become the world's first vegetarian, because I ain't eatin' any animal that I know personally. Once I feed it, it's a pet and pets ain't food.) Anyhoo.... I have two questions. First one is... why does my Helter Skelter DVD start by itself?
You don't hafta push "play"... ever.
And, when it's done, it starts over all by itself, too.
None of my other ones do that.
How does it?
(oo-ee-oo... *giggle*) Next...
If the white coating inside your microwave is flaking off, does that mean ya need a new one? Okay then.
Time for another cuppa coffee and to start the (shhh!) chicken boiling.
Maybe.
I might just do the pot pie later.
I am kinda tired.
But, I do still have those coupla loads of wash to do.... Ah, fuck it.
Ain't like they ain't gonna be sittin' right there, waiting for me when I wake up.
Ain't like anybody else around here'd do 'em.
*siiiigh* Men.
Ya gotta love 'em, 'cause if ya didn't, you'd kick their asses. Peace, y'all....
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