RTT- 6 Weeks and Counting

It's Tuesday Morning. Now lets see if I can knock these cobwebs out of my brain, try to form coherent sentences and get some of these thoughts of mine out of my head and out onto the Internet. You know, cause the Internet needs a bit more crazy. You can head over to Keely's place grab the button and play along if you like.

If yesterday was any indication of how the next six weeks of the summer holidays are gonna go, I want a raincheck. LaLa refused to listen to me, wouldn't clean up after herself, threw a tantrum at dinner time, and was generally a whining terror. She ended up getting her TV and V-smile (educational video game system) confiscated by The Man. Now, if that isn't a crap start to the next six weeks, I don't know what is.

My 10 year high school reunion was this past weekend. I obviously didn't get to go, but after some of the Facebook messages I saw, I am kind of glad I didn't. Apparently some people had a good time, but then I saw one message that reminded me why I hated HS. There were a couple of the "popular" boys who were talking about the absence of the "school nerd" and then they were laughing about how they "didn't get a chance to steal his backpack" Ugh, good riddance. Some people never grow up.

However, due to the group started on Facebook to gather everyone for the reunion I did get back into contact with a few good friends from HS. It would have been nice to have seen them, but most of them didn't attend the reunion either.

Once again it is raining in England (surprise, surprise), so I am going to have to figure out something to do with the girls today. Any ideas? Maybe building a fort?

I gave Elizabeth a bath yesterday, now she smells like roses, not like a rubbish bin. Thank goodness for scented doggy shampoo.

Speaking of Elizabeast, I tapped the Dog Whisperer last night so that I can video her going batshit crazy and attacking the TV. She is gonna be an interwebz star.

OK, I know I have been a slacker lately when it comes to commenting on other blogs, but I promise I am going to try to do better. I might get to it later at night, so if my comments are a little, ummm, incoherent (heh, I used that word twice in one post), then just take into account that by 8pm my brain is fried and I am usually sitting here watching House, Bones, CSI, or Sex and the City; not blogging in the evenings. Take pity on me.

Alright I think that is enough of my drivel for now. Now get the button and play along yourself. It is cathartic.