*I ramble a lot. Just warning you. It's okay if you don't want to read it. Sniffle. Really. Hehe.*
Ugh. Today was such a long day. I'm not pleased with anything that happened today, really. Not that I'm displeased. Just not pleased. Does that make sense?
First of all, we dropped Kent's car off at 8:00 this morning. We didn't get an estimate on it until about 11:30am. Then they told us it would be $321 and some change. Fine, whatever. A car's got to have brakes and we've got to have a car. So we said "Go ahead." They didn't get it fixed until after 3pm and then they charged us $364.77. They went OVER the estimate without bothering to fucking call and ask us first. ASSHOLES. I was so pissed. Well, at least it's fixed, I suppose.
In the meantime, we had a doctor's appointment for Riley at 11:45am. We got there and he was okay but as soon as the doctor wanted to look at his mouth he started to cry. Can't say I blame him. I would want some stranger poking at my mouth either. But anyway.
She said I was right. It does seem just as bad, if not worse, as it was when we were in last time. Dammit. This is one time when I'd have liked to be wrong. Strangely enough I knew I was right anyway. So now he's got to see a dentist. They expected us to be able to get in there at 3pm today. Excuse me??? By the time we got that message it was already 2pm and I had to go pick my mother up from her doctor's appointment. Holy hell. So I called the dentist back and said we couldn't make it and made another appointment for Monday at 2pm. So much for a day off, I guess. Gah.
So in between Riley's appointment and the message from the dentist we picked my mother up and brought her to her appointment. Which we were almost late for because someone (aka my mother) forgot to close the back of the van. And we were on the fucking highway going 75mph when the light came on telling me the back was open. Not only that but Kent hadn't shut the sliding door all the way so the "door ajar" light came on too. Fuckity fuck. It's a wonder we weren't all killed. Because to get back into traffic (after pulling over to the side of the highway) I had to speed up to 65 in the breakdown lane. I was fucking pissed. Partly pissed at other people and partly pissed at myself for not having thought to check. But I do keep wondering why we were on the road for 15 minutes before the lights even came on. Fucking van. I hate that thing.
So we get to my mother's appointment. Drop her off. She tells us she'll be an hour. Then Kent discovers he's lost his cell phone. I fucking hate that thing anyway so I didn't really care to be honest. So he got irritated with me and we had an argument. We stopped by the house while waiting for my mother. And do you know what? When we got in the driveway I went around the side of the car to get Riley out. You know where his 'lost' cell phone was? On the floor of the van, in front of Riley's car seat. He said he'd searched the whole thing. He sucks at looking for things.
So we pick my mother up then we get the call that Kent's car is fixed. We go to pick it up and then I tell Kent I need to follow him because we have to get to the grocery store and I don't know the way (from where we were). He says okay and then leaves me behind anyway. Dammit. So I'm lost and my mom *thinks* she knows the way. Ahahah. Yeah. Sure. So we're extremely late. And we get to the grocery store. Where's Kent? HE WENT HOME. FUCK. I was so pissed. So he calls the cell phone (which he's left in my car) and asks me where I am. I said, "EXCUSE ME? You were supposed to wait so I could follow you. And we were SUPPOSED to go to the grocery store." His reply: "Uh, I guess I wasn't paying attention." Well, I guess not fucknut. Holy jesus. I love that man to bits but sometimes I could CRUSH HIS BITS.
Anyway, it's all better now. Kent met us at the grocery store, we all got what we needed. And now, we've come home, played a little football (a very messed up version of monkey in the middle football), and had supper. We're happy now. Haha. For now, I should say. :)
I think I left stuff out but nothing too important. My mum's here and it's almost Riley's bedtime so I should go. *smooch*
6:48 pm - 05 August 2005
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