April 10, 2003
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Mousy brown hair? HA! Not anymore, now it's red with blonde highlights, so THERE!
So, I've lived through 2 full days and 1 partial day of my husband being gone. I'm tired, depressed and overall ready for this little trip to be done with.
I wrote the above earlier on Wednesday...now it's later on Wednesday, I've had a couple of beer(s?) and I'm working on my third. It's amazing what a little bit of Miller Lite can do to a girl....depressed? not in the least. Tired? NOPE! Ready for the business trip to be over with? HELL YES!!!!!
But at any rate, I'm still alive and functioning, although a little buzzed....I'll write more later, much watch war coverage, dude this is COOL!
Ok, later....No one will read this entry tomorrow, my jumpy entries never get any feedback, but that's ok because I'm really writing this for me, not YOU!!! Well, ok a little for you...yeah, shaddap!
Anyway, my husband is out with 'the boys' drinking and living it up....he's at a semi-nice restaraunt (gawd I cannot spell restaraunt to save my ever lovin' life) and the kids ate frozen corn dogs heated in the microwave..yep, he's just miserable there in VA. Oh well, if he can drink so can I, right? I rarely do stupid immature shit, this is my one time...must go get more beer...oh yeah, the point of this paragraph is that my husband told me at 5:30 that he'd call me when he got back to his room...it's 8:30 and I have yet to hear from him...yep, he's only wild when he's with guys...fucker.....
9:30 and still no hubby. 4 beers down and I think I'm going to stop. It's amazing what you can/cannot drink when you're alone. I hate drinking alone, I get giddy and silly when I'm drunk (and I llluuuvvvvvv everybody too!) and not being able to be silly with anyone sucks, so I'll go back to diet coke and wait for my sorry assed husband to call me, if he ever does......
Ya know, the last time he called me after going out drinking, we were first dating and he had gone to a titty bar...he was smashed when he called me and he passed out while still on the phone...he better not call me drunk, or I'll have his head..ok, he can be a little tipsy, but he's driving and I'll kill him if he drives while under the influence.
Ok, in drunken stupidness I wrote most of the above entry. I now have a headache and it's Thursday morning...but hey, there is some true entertainment up there...take it all with a grain of salt (then a shot of tequila and little lime slice) though.
BTW, hubby finally called me at 10:30p and he hadn't been drinking at all, he was honestly stone cold sober....gah! He isn't even wild when he's out with the guys! Shit!
Must. Go. Get. Coffee. And. Advil. Head. Hurts.
Comments (8)
yay for miller time
you crack me right the hell up babe, i wish i was your neighbor.
My husband called me once at 4am after going out with the guys. He was very drunk too. I was actually a little pissed about it. Why wake my ass up because your all wound up, you know? Sleep it off and call me at a reasonable hour. Heh.
Wow, it appears to be a popular week for hair dying, leg cramps, and husbands who don't call when they're out with the guys (my boy did that to me night before last and I was shamefully naggy and pissed, wish I'd been drinking with you instead).
It's not "drunken stupidness", it's called "stress relief" and it's allowed. Anytime.
How did you learn all of this html for your site?
I'd love to have more than one gin martini. As it is, I'd fall asleep and wouldn't be able to chase my kids. Maybe when they get a little older. You don't know me, but there's a picture of me in my blog today.
It's just a blow job.
I hate going through that shit...hope your headahes gone now:)
-M
Hey we all have to tie one on once in a while, right?? Go Turtlemama, go Turtlemama, go Turtlemama . . . But make sure you have plenty of painkiller and caffeine for the next morning.
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