sleepy Music: Toy Soldiers on TV Reading: A lot of stuff, actuallyI missed the third day. Already, I know. I’ll just keep participating though. I never finish these things! I’ll get it right someday.
I mean, I can’t believe it slipped my mind. I got the event reminder in my iPhone telling me to blog, at the same time tonight (technically, last night) as the past two days.
However, I had a v. good reason that I forgot. I was updating my Goodreads account. I’m only missing 2 books that I am pretty sure my nieces have. If not, I’m in trouble. I liked those books. 
The House on Pooh Corner and the Sorcerer’s Stone.
On our way home from Target last weekend, we were discussing my car being ready by the end of this week. Since my rental was in the driveway, I was the chauffeur. My Ate lost her job almost two months ago. Feels like an eternity. She spends a lot more time with us. It’s kinda annoying, actually. You know me, I like my privacy and I do like to spend time with the family. Just not every. waking. moment.
Every time something happens in the house, such as if she said something to Dad, or Dad’s being a goofy jerk, or one of the girls did something silly or there’s something going on in her job search, she’s in my room, chattering away. I even anticipate it when through the door, she’ll tell the girls, “get Tita.” *le sigh* I’m like, “leave me aloneee.” When I leave the house, my time belongs to someone else. When I’m home, my time is my time. So don’t come busting up in my room over every little thing.
She’s hustling to find things, but within the last week, two v. solid job opportunities fell through. It’s hard in this economy and this town, but I’m hoping for the best. I want her out of my hair! lol.
Anyways, me and my Ate kept calling my car Sunny “my baby” or “Tita’s baby.”
My niece N got offended and said, “What about me? I thought I was your baby?” Cracked me up. She was teasing. But I volleyed it right back at her. I told her she was her mommy’s baby. I also told her she was my baby too, but the baby I can give back, lol. Then her sister piped up and said, “What about me? And don’t forget your iPhone, well, your broken iPhone, is your baby too.”
I explained that I didn’t have a lot of nice things so that’s why I call them my babies.
Random story is random, haha.
?: “What’s the funniest thing a kid has said to you lately?“
The less that can be said about me, the better.
Children ususally run away from me, but funniest thing an adult said to me was, you look 18. And I’m STILL?! I thought i outgrew that at 22 LOL! I seem to age in dog years!
You still get that too!?! Do people squint at you like you have a lightning bolt on your forehead as they try to accurately guess your age? Or is that just me? lol.
No not just you LOL! I still get that! Hey, when we’re in our 70s and 80s, we’ll be the last good looking broads!