AM I A MAMA'S GIRL OR A DADDY'S GIRL?

Both! Yes! Thankfully I am both. You know I was on a quest to get the apartment clean. Was slowly getting there, then got that stupid migraine last Sunday. Mom came over Monday while Colby was at school to help me clean. Got under the kitchen sink and items were wet. Paper towels soaked, cardboard containers warped and damp, etc. I was so pissed! I've told the apartment office 2 or 3 other times it's damp/wet under the sink. They come and look at it, but obviously don't fix it. They are a bunch of half-assers around here, and I HATE this place. Called the office, no one answered. I swear they saw my number and didn't answer. My mom was fired up. She said that does it, I'm going over to that office. Holy crap, she's tiny but feisty. So they came over, immediately LOL, and looked. It is fixed now? Who knows. We're hoping among the new dishwasher, new faucet and replacing some piping under the sink, it'll stop leaking. If not, I'll send Mama back over. Thank you, Mom, for helping me clean and for still looking after me when I need it. Mama saves the day!!

Oh, and when the apartment replaced my faucet, they didn't take off and save the little adapter piece thingy for the washing machine. It's my fault because I didn't tell them to take it off and save it. Even though, hello, there is a portable washing machine sitting in the kitchen. Guess they couldn't put 2 and 2 together that I needed to keep the adapter. So I couldn't do laundry until we got a new one, and Colby Michael is a laundry-producing kid for sure. Shit the bed, it's ALWAYS something around here. Dad came over, ran up to the hardware store, and bing bang boom, $6 and one little adapter later, the faucet, adapter and washer are all in working order again. Doing a load of darks right now as a matter of fact. Pop saves the day!!

Took Colby swimming this past Tuesday at Home of the Innocents. It went much smoother this time, and I think he really enjoyed it. There will be 2 Tuesdays this month we can't go, one I have to work and one we'll be at Cincy Children's. Bummer. Really happy we got this arranged for Colby. I think it's good for him physically and mentally.

Let's talk about country ham. More specifically, my adoration for it. Mom and Kenny order it from the Loveless café, and she brought me over a couple of pieces. Oh my, it's very salty and delicious. Warm country ham, a fried egg and mayo. That's heaven on toast, let me tell you. Thinking it will be my breakfast as soon as the laundry is done.  

Hey, I don't know if you've noticed, but it's only November 9th. Tired of the Christmas crap already! And trust me, I love Christmas, but come on, man. There are 2 radio stations that started playing Christmas songs the day after Halloween and that is just messed up. I love Christmas. I love all holidays, but especially Christmas. But I HATE the commercialism that goes with it. So tired of the sales and you have to get out now and by the perfect gifts for everyone or you're a big piece of poo. Can't we do one dang holiday at a time?! I still have all my Halloween decorations piled up on the table waiting to be packed away. Also have a tote of Thanksgiving decorations waiting to be put out. Enough of the Christmas. It's not Christmas time, people, for crap's sake, do you hear me? It's NOT time for Christmas. It's early November. It's not December. It's November, the Turkey Day month. Okay, rant over. But seriously, it's too early to deal with Christmas. Let's get through Thanksgiving first, dammit.   

Time to get a shower. I have to work this weekend. Booooo, but a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do. Plus I have country ham to fry. Bye for now.