I just found out today that we're in the current issue of Woman's Day Gardening and Deck Designs. I think it's issue number three. I haven't even seen it. I went to two magazine stands and neither one of them had it, but my friends Aleida and Tom have copies. Typically, the magazine didn't even bother to send a copy to us, sigh. This always happens. But at least my friends got credit for once.
A pipe broke in our garden today and created a hole about three feet deep by three feet wide. We tried to shut off the water, but the water valve to the house wouldn't shut the water off in the garden, so it kept shooting out of the leak and making the hole bigger and bigger. When the plumber finally arrived he showed me how to shut it off at the main box near the street. Whoever my ex hired to do the plumbing originally, when we built our house, cheated us and used the cheapest, thinnest kind of copper pipe they make, and it's leaking, so we have to replace twenty plus feet of expensive copper pipe from the street to the house and it's going to cost a couple thousand dollars.
Bleh. I still haven't put up the pictures of our house from the last magazine we were in. I also have pictures from Scott's CD party that I have to transfer to my computer, and then edit and upload, but I'm not going to do it tonight because it's super late, and I'm mad at him. He stressed me out so badly tonight that I just told my friend Jen that I'm going to take a Xanax. I have them but I never take them, but it's late and I just can't handle the anxiety any more. Relationships are so hard.
Weary late night hugs,
PS: I Googled myself tonight for fun and found a journal that I created in 2000 and never posted in. It's called flowercat and I have absolutely no memory of having done this. Why did I do that? I also learned that I was in a totally different version of a movie that I really was in, only this Dutch site thinks I was in a movie with Peter Facinelli and Tiffany Thiessen. Hunh. I'd better check my IMDB listing and see if everything is okay there. Hey, it can't hurt to get credited for something, even if you didn't do it.
PPS: I am such a sucker for infomercials. There is one on right now. It's some kind of magical hair straightening wand called Maxiglide, (sounds like a sexual lubricant), I caught myself staring at the screen wondering if I should get it. Hello? I have stick straight hair.