this is officially going to be one of the most random blogs ever. prepare yourselves.
ok, i have been saying forever that i would post a pic of the cake i made for lincoln's birthday party and have yet to get around to it, and seeing as though the party was about a month ago, i figured if i didn't do it now it would never get done...
anyway, this week has been very trying on my patience... within the past couple says i have found out that a girl whom i trusted and confided (is that a word?) in went a ran her mouth to this other girl about whom i happened to be talking... now, keep in mind i wasn't saying the nicest things about this other person, but still, i didn't want this other person to know that i thought even semi-mean things about her.... i was nice to her, but really had no interest in being FRIENDS because of, well, that's really none of your business... but i wasn't talking crap about this girl, just speaking truth. mostly that she doesn't tell the truth. wait, i said that the subject wasn't any of your business. anyhow, the girl whom i confided in went and TOLD the other girl what i was saying. it felt like high school all over again. seriously. it took some serious restraint on my part not to start up crap and make a big deal out of it. what was done was done, i cannot do anything about it now. but it stirred up all those emotions of being betrayed and reeeeally made me want to tell the girl i had confided in EXACTLY what i was thinking about her at the moment... this is not high school, Mel. and thank God. high school was probably one of the worst times of my entire life... i mean, there was theatre, which was awesome... and i had a small handful of friends... and then there was after school social life which was cool... but high school girls are just plain cruel. and they let me know EVERY CHANCE they got that i was not one of them- the cool ones. ah, bitches. man i'm so glad high school ends. it's funny because once it's over, it doesn't even matter. thank the Lord above for college. even though i only went for a year, there was something about it- everyone can find their place, everyone is so much more accepting. no more cliques and annoying high school girls.
anyway, the moral of this story- if someone confides in you- keep your freaking yap shut.... another moral, don't trust people too easily. they'll screw you over if you do.
so let's see i know there's more than that topic, i came into this blog with a hefty amount on my mind. it's obvious in the speed of my typing . i haven't quit... the only time there's a break is when i have to backspace to correct something.
the other day in wal-mart, lincoln saw a little baby.... 1, maybe 2 months old... he looooooved looking at it and saying "hi" to it over and over and over. after we had to walk away, lincoln said "more baby please! lincoln have the baby! mommy, get a baby please!" ohhhh golly. has my husband been coaching my son? what's with this pressure? is it some kind of subliminal message from God? just one more year, people.... that's all i'm asking. one more yeeear!
my son locked himself inside the house yesterday.... i was outside the house. yeah that was fun. for some reason, there's a lock on one of our doors that no one has a key to. it's a horrible predicament, really, and i don't know why nothing has been done about it yet. pure slacking on my part i'm sure. anyway, i was outside trying to coax lincoln out of the house so that we could get in the car and leave, but he refused to step foot out of the house, so he closed the door and i said "BYE LINCOLN! see you tomorrow!" purely trying to freak him out so that he would open the door and run to my car, it works every time. he DID start freaking out, and then i heard a "CLICK!" ....lincoln had pushed in the lock of this ONE lock that no one has a key to. freak me out. i've got a couple of problems because A. my child is freaking out because he thinks i'm leaving him and i won't open the door B. i have no possible way to get in my house C. my husband is a 30-minute drive away... i asked lincoln if he would please open the door, he tries, and cannot. (by the way this is a solid wood door, no windows, so keep in mind that my child cannot see me) so i call scott, he tells me to grab a ladder and crawl in a window. YEAH RIGHT. like i could fit through the only window in the house that was unlocked... so he says he's going to come home and help me... lincoln's still freaking out... then, miraculously, THE KNOB TURNS! LINCOLN TURNED THE KNOB AND UNLOCKED THE DOOR! i swear i almost broke out into the halleluiah chorus right there. ....what a way to start out the day...
ok, this is long. i commend any of you who have made it all the way to the end... i'm sure this keyboard would like a break from my rapid crazy ass typing.
i must go put my child down for a nap.
good day to you all.
