I'm totally going to dish about last night's episode of The Amazing Race, so if you haven't seen it yet, and don't want to know who got the boot, I suggest you navigate away from this page, pronto!
Poor Team Grandma, sniff, sniff. I'm sorry to see them go. There aren't many teams I like so far, but that pair was definitely one of them. Hello! Granny's got spunk! Girlfriends running around the globe in her seventies like it's no big thing. I doubt I'd have the energy to do that. I'm fairly certain one small lap around the perimeter of my house would send me into cardiac arrest. (Yes, I'm out of shape! Bite me!) I will say this: I found myself cringing when Granny admitted on National television that out of all her grand kids, the one she ran the race with was her favorite. Yikes! I guarantee, a dozen kidlets at home ran crying to their mamas, whining, "She doesn't like me best!"
Busy day ahead for me. Monday's are an early release day, so any errands I need to run have to be taken care of early. My house, which I normally keep free of clutter, looks like a homeless encampment. Yep, there's shit everywhere. And no, not in the literal sense. Freak! Three of my family members (Ahem, anyone who's not me or Taryn) like to spread their belongings throughout the house. I can find all three of them anytime I want by following their individual trails. Ryan leaves behind stacks of papers, Kendall, articles of clothing, and Irelynn? Well, lets just say my youngest is very much like a tornado, and after she's blown through, well...I'm surprised the foundation to my home is still intact.
Aside from the cleaning, I have an online workshop I'm taking to bolster my writing abilities. Hopefully this will help me with my piss poor grammar. I can spin a yarn till the cows come home, but ask me to place a semi-colon properly, and I'll botch it up every time. I'm a bit of a comma whore, and I'm deathly afraid of incorrect sentence structure. This class should be a Godsend.
Happy Monday peeps!
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