Aunt Edna follow up...

Military Man is pissed right now, and I mean pissed!!! He just got a phone call from the M.I.L. stating they are not coming. They have decided to go to a shelter and they are leaving their dogs with a friend. All day we have busted our butts getting the house cleaned up, cleaning up our guest bedrooms, doing tons of laundry, not to mention the cooking because Aunt Edna has a special diet (high carb, high sugar, junk food diet) and neglecting our child so the house would meet the M.I.L.'s and Aunt Edna's approval. To receive the phone call that they are not coming. This is pretty typical of the M.I.L. she usually finds a reason at the last minute not to drive over to our house. So, I am not surprised. It is just frustrating. So, for the next hour or so, I am going to relax, read my smut and spend some quality time with my child. The count down to Gustav has begun!!!

As I am sitting on my front porch bringing you this post, several kids have just ridden past me on their bikes, some sitting on the handle bars while their friends peddled. (Thought I would add that in for visual effect.) At the same time a guy walked past my house with several beers in his hand. One kid yelled to him "hey, looks like your ready for the hurricane." The guy answered, "all I need now is some weed." The kid's response "If I bring the weed, can I hang out at your house during the storm?" Hurricane preparation at its finest.

Oh, I need to give a shout out to my dear friend Trasheka. She had an extra lap top at home and has graciously let me borrow it for the next few days to bring you the latest happenings in the burned out household. Thanks Trasheka.