Thirsty Thursday?! Huh??

Uncle Darling is on a roll this week and has sent me a picture that puzzles me to no end.  I must share:

What the fuck does "thirsty Thursday" mean??  I don't think I've ever heard that expression!

Since I'm totally clueless, I had to urban dictionary this one and here is the explanation that I got:

A term normally found on college campuses, the title became popular when many people did not have early morning classes on Fridays, allowing them to drink and party on Thursday night. Every Thursday of every week during the semester is Thirsty Thursday; there is no specific or special date for it.

"Dude it's Thirsty Thursday! Stop studying and have a beer!"

Thank you, urban dictionary!  Now I too understand "Thirsty Thursday" and can appreciate the t-shirt above for what it truly is.  :)  Good call, Uncle Darling!

Apparently, Dazzle isn't too fond of Thursdays.  When I woke her up this morning she rolled over and said very clearly, "What is today?".  After I told her it was Thursday, she said, "No, wake me up on Saturday."  WOW.  I wish I so had that privilege!!  Don't wake me up unless it's Saturday ALL THE TIME DAMNIT!  So, Dazzle, your hilarity is noted, now get the hell up.  Thank you and have a nice Thursday, darling daughter of mine! 

Ha, next request please.......

***SIDE NOTE TIME!!:  My brain is like scrambled eggs today....Work has been really busy for some reason and the damn phone is ringing off the hook so WARNING, the rest of this entry is going to be very random.  Just to prepare yourself for a whole bunch of "Where the hell is she going with this?"  END SIDE NOTE***



I'm not sure how much I "inspire" but I love my side notes and I liked this picture!

 My work friend, Red Lady, is gone today and tomorrow.  Doing the same damn thing I was doing last week and the week before that.  Shadowing in another department and basically all that I care about, AWAY from her desk.  FML.  I do not like talking to people at work (except for that special person in Plastics that I got to know better last week and I really am fond of.  YOU know who you are!) and I really love being left alone all day long but I DO like Red on the other side of the wall from me so that if I MUST talk to someone, I can talk to her.  She's the only one I really like anyway.  Red helps me out, I must say, a lot.  She knows EVERYTHING about our job and let me tell you, there is tons of shit to remember.  Long story short, Red, I know you probably are sick of hearing me sing 80's songs through the wall, all day long, every single day,  but I still love you and miss you!!!!!  Hopefully you'll get the break away from me that you probably need and you'll be ready to put up with me when you return.  When is that going to be again?  :P

The next time they try to send Red away, I'm going to have my bitch slapper at the ready!  (Thanks Uncle Darling!!!!)

I would like to now revisit this past weekend for a few moments.....

Sunday I didn't do a whole bunch.....I enlisted the kids in helping me put my house back together after our zombie party.  That was fun.  There was shit all over the floor from people walking in and out.  Cupcake crumbs and spaghetti sauce splatters are really fun to clean, I must say.  Then I figured while we were on a roll we might as well do the dishes and the laundry too and get it over with early!  After I tortured my wonderful children, forcing them to help me  we finished that, I attempted to put Neon's birthday present toys together.  What a joke!  That is usually Supa's job but since he was off for Neon's party, you could probably guess, he worked all day on Sunday.  Wonderful.  There are just somethings that I cannot do.  Putting fucking toys together by following "simple" instructions is one of those things.  

Because most of the time it looks like THIS.  WTF?!  Who can handle this???  NOT ME!  Supa, you da man when it comes to this fo sho!

I got some of them partially put together and I managed to get batteries in another one but that's about as far as I got.   Neon was not surprised at my lack of skill AT ALL.  I'm pretty sure he snorted under his breath when I told him I was going to TRY to put his toys together.

Following THAT fiasco.......

Dazzle, Neon and I caught up on some of our TV shows together and I took a much needed nap while they shot aliens on Halo for a while and then when Supa FINALLY got home, we went to our favorite Mexican restaurant for Neon's birthday dinner.  That was really fun and totally yummy! 

Supa had a kitchen table full of toys to finish putting together when we got home from dinner.  OH FUCK!!  (That would have been my personal exclamation!)  But no, he didn't have any issues what-so-ever getting that done.  He snapped every single one together like the pro that he is reminding me that sometimes, in certain situations,  I'm the fucking idiot.  

I believe this is what Supa's brain looks like when puts those tiny pieces together.  Everything starts glowing and looking magical! 

Monday, I was sick as a dog.  Wonderful!  On my extra weekend day off, I was sick.  My stomach hurt all day, (Probably from that superior Mexican food we ate the night before.  Can anyone say I.B.S???)  my back hurt for most of the day, and Sunday night (think 3 AM) my arm hurt so bad, it woke me up!  I thought I was having a fucking heart attack...It hurt that bad.  Damn arm hurt all day long!  I seriously thought I was going to have to drive myself to the ER.  It hurt in the joint and it was miserable!  I had the heating pad on it and I took a pain pill.  It STILL hurt. 

I had to take Dazzle and Neon to the dentist at noon and Supa was working all day long again so I was on my own.  This was one of those extremely rare situations when I wished 11 year olds could drive you know I was sick as hell if I was wishing my worst nightmare would come true.  I couldn't cancel the appointment.  I mean, we've had it for 6 months and they were out of school for the holiday.  Cancelling was just not an option.  SO, I threw on my sweat pants it must have been one cold ass day in hell because I don't go ANYWHERE in sweat pants hoodie and my baseball cap and took those babies to the dentist!  I drove with one arm and I made eye contact with no one.  I prayed to God I wouldn't see anyone that I knew looking like such hell. 

I wished for some of these cool disguises on Monday!!! 

I did have to speak to the dental hygienist so she could tell me that my children were phenomenal and had no cavities or other issues.  (Well, DUH!  I already knew that lady!  Now, give me my children so I can get the fuck out of here!!)  We went to Walmart afterwards so I could buy some Aspercreme and get right back to my couch and my heating pad. 

Neon kind of laid low all day.  I think it makes him nervous when his Mama is sick (or it could just be that he was in NEW TOY HEAVEN and couldn't of cared less what was going on outside of his little world) but Dazzle was right by my side every step of the way.  She did everything she possibly could for me and helped as much as she could.  I just wanted Supa to come home!!  I hate being sick! 

Long story short, Supa came home and as soon as he walked in the door I knew my knight in shining armor was there!  He didn't even take his shoes off.   He headed straight for the couch and scooped me up in a big hug.  He looked at my arm and patted my tummy.  After he cleaned up the kitchen from my attempt at making dinner, he listened to me whine about how terrible my day was and he made me broth to drink to make my tummy feel better.  He made me promise to call in sick to work on Tuesday morning if I still felt that way (because he knows I will go to work even if I'm half dead).  That night, I got up 3 times to go pee (must have been the broth) and each time he woke up and asked me if I was OK.  :)  Supa, I love you!!!!!  Thank you for being the amazing husband that I need you to be!  It takes a special kind of man to put up with me and I'm glad that you're that man. 

I gotta quit for today.  My head hurts from the phone ringing so much!!!  I think I need some TV therapy ;O

Until tomorrow,

Apple