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I've been running pretty much non-stop for... 72 hours or so? I think I've have about six hours of sleep since Thursday and it wasn't even all at once.
On Thursday, my dad finally got me a car like he promised 5 years ago (granted, I didn't have a license at the time, so it made sense to wait for the first couple of years). It's a 2002 Nissan Altima and it's terribly shiny. Silver! And it has like power stuff and it all works and this is all just fascinating to me. After three years of driving a shitty Kia Rio that doesn't even have a trunk release latch, much less power locks or power windows, anything would be an improvement. This car is blowing my mind. I might post some pictures soon if I think of it/get motivated (so don't hold your breath).
Just so you know, car shopping with a 4-year-old and a sick 9-month-old in tow? Not the brightest idea. Do not try this at home.
Yeah, then I went to the CMA Music Fest thing that night to see Taylor Swift (and some other people, I guess). Rascal Flatts showed up as a surprise guest which was pretty cool. Jessica Simpson popped out of thin air pretty much to say, "Blah blah blah and I'm hard at work on a new album" but at least I only had to put up with her for a couple of minutes. Anyhow, everyone who played was awesome (well, except I hate Kellie Pickler kind of a lot) and I really wish I'd had the money/time to go for the whole 4 days of shows. It would have been pretty awesome.
Friday I got my car insured, went to see my lil sis in a performance, went out to dinner and bowling with my dad because he was in town and I hadn't seen him in, umm, a year or so. That's pretty much how we roll.
Got home pretty late and then I had to help my sis (the one the bebes belong to, incidentally) get stuff ready for the yard sale she had this morning. Then, when we finally got done with all that, I got to have a couple of hours of sleep before I had to get up terribly early in the morning to go help her run the yard sale.
I did manage to escape assisting for a couple hours and run by and check out some other yard sales in town and pick up some cool stuff.
I made it home some time after 4-ish, hot, tired, and slightly sunburned. I am going to crash so ridiculously hard and probably soon. *sigh* Life is busy!
...and for some reason, me and Jen and Zoe decided it would be a good idea to go out bowling tomorrow (we keep forgetting how much we like it) and probably to see Prince Caspian because I haven't yet (I was at a concert when it opened, damnit, I have a good excuse!). I obviously hate myself and never wish to be well-rested.
... Cobras on Wednesday! \o/
ETA: Oops. I just remembered we were supposed to maybe have, like, cake and ice cream to celebrate my birthday today since I ran away the day of. Oh well. We'll get to it. Or not. Whichever. Lol.
On Thursday, my dad finally got me a car like he promised 5 years ago (granted, I didn't have a license at the time, so it made sense to wait for the first couple of years). It's a 2002 Nissan Altima and it's terribly shiny. Silver! And it has like power stuff and it all works and this is all just fascinating to me. After three years of driving a shitty Kia Rio that doesn't even have a trunk release latch, much less power locks or power windows, anything would be an improvement. This car is blowing my mind. I might post some pictures soon if I think of it/get motivated (so don't hold your breath).
Just so you know, car shopping with a 4-year-old and a sick 9-month-old in tow? Not the brightest idea. Do not try this at home.
Yeah, then I went to the CMA Music Fest thing that night to see Taylor Swift (and some other people, I guess). Rascal Flatts showed up as a surprise guest which was pretty cool. Jessica Simpson popped out of thin air pretty much to say, "Blah blah blah and I'm hard at work on a new album" but at least I only had to put up with her for a couple of minutes. Anyhow, everyone who played was awesome (well, except I hate Kellie Pickler kind of a lot) and I really wish I'd had the money/time to go for the whole 4 days of shows. It would have been pretty awesome.
Friday I got my car insured, went to see my lil sis in a performance, went out to dinner and bowling with my dad because he was in town and I hadn't seen him in, umm, a year or so. That's pretty much how we roll.
Got home pretty late and then I had to help my sis (the one the bebes belong to, incidentally) get stuff ready for the yard sale she had this morning. Then, when we finally got done with all that, I got to have a couple of hours of sleep before I had to get up terribly early in the morning to go help her run the yard sale.
I did manage to escape assisting for a couple hours and run by and check out some other yard sales in town and pick up some cool stuff.
I made it home some time after 4-ish, hot, tired, and slightly sunburned. I am going to crash so ridiculously hard and probably soon. *sigh* Life is busy!
...and for some reason, me and Jen and Zoe decided it would be a good idea to go out bowling tomorrow (we keep forgetting how much we like it) and probably to see Prince Caspian because I haven't yet (I was at a concert when it opened, damnit, I have a good excuse!). I obviously hate myself and never wish to be well-rested.
... Cobras on Wednesday! \o/
ETA: Oops. I just remembered we were supposed to maybe have, like, cake and ice cream to celebrate my birthday today since I ran away the day of. Oh well. We'll get to it. Or not. Whichever. Lol.
