the sunday currently: vol. 1

y'all, it's been a sunday. and not in a good way. life has hit me hard this past week. well, really, weekend. i'm generally stressed about being an adult, which isn't new, but sucks. i'm pretty sure my dryer is in the final stages of dying so i get to go price new dryers (+ washers, because i have to have a matching set. there goes christmas.) and one of the cats pooped on my comforter today, completely ruining it. just keeping it honest here.

so this is me trying to document the good things in life so the next time i get to drop a grand on home appliances or one of those fur creatures living in my house ruins something precious, i can not loost my literal shit (pun intended) like i am now. so here goes nothing...

reading Two by Two by Nicholas Sparks AND Complete Guide to Money by Dave Ramsey but not really reading, because who has time to read. mark my words, december will be the month of reading books.
writing this blog post. this is the first thing i've written in a very long time. i don't know if its just stress that drives me to write, but i miss it and going to make an effort of revamping the blog too.
listening to pandora's today's country radio station. it's my kitchen music. and yes, i dance and sing just like you think i would.
thinking about another beer. yes, this is an alcohol induced post. mamma needs a drink. you come home to a big stinky pile of poo on your bed and having to throw away your favorite comforter. you'll need a drink to, guaranteed.
smelling chicken street tacos that i'm making for lunch. also deserves a beer. but for a totally different reason...like i should be at a street festival or on a beach.
wishing i could live in a permanent weekend. can i retire yet?
wearing my pajamas. i may or may not have been in my pajamas since i got home from church at 10:30 this morning...
loving my mom. she's just the best. sorry that your mom isn't mine.
needing another beer. #sundayfunday