It's been a hard week. Nobody likes a Complainer, but I'm overdue.
I lost my wedding ring. I can't think about this one too long or I'll end up in fetal position with drool hanging on my lower lip.
My kids pulled up the only pretty things growing in my backyard (Grape Hyacinth, according to my mom).
I lost the key to my large, upright freezer that contains all our frozen pizzas, chicken, meatballs, etc. It's been a lot of pasta and sandwiches this week.
One of the toilets isn't working, which leaves us with one working toilet.
We ran out, and I mean Ran Out, of toilet paper today. What a great time to get to know the neighbors. Thanks, Ray!
Nia has been, well, Nia.
The coffee pot has been acting up all week, leaving me with grounds in my coffee and at times coffee spilling out onto the countertop for unexplainable reasons. This alone would have been enough to warrant complaining.
Lucy has run away nearly 10 times this week. She wriggles under a spot in our fence and then runs like a bat out of hell. She actually got hit by a car Wednesday night, but unfortunately was not injured or killed. We're currently looking for a new home for this rebel who insists on prostituting herself around the neighborhood. One day I actually caught her by the collar for a brief millisecond before she turned on the turbo. I ended up falling into somebody's rosebush.
There is not so much as a smidgen of chocolate whatsoever in this house.
My flat tire was last week, so I can't mention that one. With all 6 kids along.
Let me think, I'm sure there's more......Oh yeh, Survivor was on WEDNESDAY night instead of THURSDAY, and I totally missed it!! Could we have a little Heads Up?? Is that too much to ask?
Okay, I'm done. Thank you. I promise not to make a habit of these outbursts.