There is a whole bunch of nothing up here, rolling around, taking up good thinking space. I thought I’d try to get some of it out, so that I may be able to do a better list next week.

10) Thinking about money. A Lot. Wanting to get the NYC trip covered, which I think is done. Want to figure out what I make, and can afford so that I may

9) Buy a house. It’s something that is one hundred percent going to happen in my future. I’d like for it to happen by the end of the year.

8.) Summer reading. I finished the latest Evanovitch…LeanMeanThirteen. Ehhhhh.

7.) Summer weather….am jones’ing for it right now. Woke up this mornin’ to more clouds.

6.) Thinking about a road trip. to anywhere.

5.) Thinking about the clothes I need to iron for this morning.

4.) Concerts…tonight I’m going to the Chicago/America concert. Saturday, it’s Lyle Lovett/K.D. Lang. Verra excited bout that one.

3.)People are on my mind. Chrome. MarriedJason. My Papa in Granite who’s just gone away with the Alzheimer’s. Kylee from work.

2.) I need a pedicure. My heels, no matter how I keep them maintained, still crack from standing all day. Bleagh.

1.) I got a billion more plants from BonusMom this weekend. Mums/Lambs Ear. Need to get that stuff in the ground tomorrow.

So…see. Nothing groundbreaking, nothing earth shattering. Nothing that should impede my writing abilities. Just a bunch of stuff. Hopefully this made some room.

really have done nothing of substance today. Didn’t go to WW to weigh in, for the second week in a row. This on the heels of Kizz’s MF-ing post and success. I’m a flop. Did lunch with the fam again, said goodbye to Sis et.al. Home for laundry and cleaning and some quasi-napping. Got caught up on my 90210 reruns and some old Gilmore’s. Dinner was grilled everything and a cold Miller Lite. Have I told you I’ve somewhat switched the flavor of beer I drink? I enjoy the ML and it does have less calories and carbs so. . . . totally falls under the can’t hurt/might help column.

So that’s it for me. Now I’m sleepy. My week is work tomorrow till 4, then to the zoo amphitheatre to “work” for a few hours so I can see the Chicago/America concert for free. Phyllis is meeting me there. We’re off on Wed, but will be more than likely doing a cookout/drinkfest at the bar. I work Thurs/Fri/Sat. Wonderboy returns next week for swimming lessons. Hold on for more on THAT note. I’m sure at some point they will all be just HORRRRRRRRIBLE!!! (though to his credit, he got a lil burn from a firework last night which prompted the meltdown. ahhhhhh.)

and I have no idea what to do for Ten Things tomorrow. flop.

would I be up and out of my yummy bed with soft clean sheets on a Sunday morning at the CRACK OF ASS. . . so I could drive to Granite and sit with my Dad, my crazy MeMe, and my aunt and uncle from California.

SERIOUSLY?!?!?!?!?

I am such a sucker.

Gave the Wonderboy a haircut yesterday. Very cute, more up to date, kind of choppy on top, messy. I put some stuff in it to make it kind of messy, and in bewteen the ooo’s and aahhhh’s of his mom and BonusMom and myself about how stinkin cute he is, and how he looks like the Jerry McGuire kid, he turns and promptly says:

“well. I think my hair looks horrible. I WANTED it short to my head.”

(short to his head being smooth and not spikey.)

Go figure.