ok. i PROMISE YOU. with all my heart and soul, on the heads of my children, i will write something for you and have it to you by friday.
today has been uninteresting so far. i took my kids to school---ooohh oooh i just had an idea for what i will write you chimp---when i dropped the kids off at the school, i was already feeling like a rotten parent cause i had been reminded by my son that HE DID NOT HAVE HIS VIOLIN YET AND NEEDED IT TODAY OR HE WAS GOING TO FREAK THE FUCK OUT, he almost certainly not get the thing today, cause we have to take him and get him "sized" at the local head/music shop, so tommorow is much more realistic, which means the boy is going to freak the fuck out.
and i had forgotten i put a trash bag in the trunk to drop off at the dumpster, so when he went in the trunk to get his book bag, there was a huge bag of garbage on top of it.
i used to think that my white trash moments were just random exceptions to a fairly normal life. i now realize that my normal moments are the real exceptions. I FIND THIS SHAMEFUL
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