my morning thus far:
throwing the effin cat off mah effin pillow
six times.
learn bitch.
its MAH pillow.
monkey yelling 'eat' at me.
getting up.
giving monkey a cup.
calling the shitty insurance company to find out who the ass mah kids dr is cuz tree forbid they actually *gasp* send me insurance cards.
getting their id numbers
calling the PCP
making monkey an appt for stitch removal.
finding out the emergency room is a moron and its 7 days not 4.
tards
letting monkey eat peanut butter out of the container off a spoon.
watching Poe attempt to climb into an empty cap'n crunch box.
emptying the dishwasher
reloading the dishwasher
washing down the counters
putting on some jams
wincing in a slight amount of pain that came from left field.
hmmmmm
and its barely 11.
other than my stomach taking up residence in my throat...its been an okay day thus far...
good sauce.
