Yesterday was crazy, as wednesdays always are. Then last night we had YW New Beginnings with Holly. She had to give a talk and as she was up their speaking, I just got completely overwhelmed. She is "the girl" that I dreamed of being at her age. Actually she is the girl I dream of being now. You should have seen her, she is 13 and when she gets up to speak it is amazing. She is ALWAYS the one who is asked to give talks at these kinds of things, and she has always written it on her own with no help from me. I remember one time she had to give a talk in Sharing Time, and when she was done, the Primary President leaned over to her and asked if she could go make a copy of her talk. She was 8. It was THAT good.

Sidenote: I lost 3 more pounds...yay me!

I was going through my iPhoto organizing & cleaning it up, when I came across this photo I had dropped into it. I am fascinated by it. Is it real? Is it photo-shopped?


Why am I SO wierd with things like this?

For those of you sitting on pins & needles waiting for my drywall update, here it is:

Yes, they showed up. Not at 8:00 as agreed, but at 9:15. fine.

10:00 they took a break.

10:30 I went out to the car to go run an errand, they are still taking a break. But in Cool Guys car I see feet on the dashboard of the passengers side. That's kind of weird, but okay. Then as I pull out of the driveway I see that the feet actually belong to a girl. As in THE GIRLFRIEND CAME TO WORK WITH COOL GUY!!!! I was beyond dumbfounded. So I go do my errand, when I get back home they are still taking a break. About 10 minutes later Old Mexican & Cool Guy come in the house and it was all I could do to keep myself in check, so all I said was "you guys WILL be DONE TODAY, RIGHT?" They said, "uhhhhh...yeah." At this point I figure Girlfriend must have just been dropping him off. So I go in my bedroom and watch a Little House on the Prairie marathon to keep myself from saying anymore to them. Well, as the day goes on and on, and my being a prisoner of my bedroom, I keep hearing Freckles and all the other dogs in the neighborhood barking. Non-stop all day. I think, this is riduculous what the heck is going on. I sneak out of bedroom, go through laundry room to back yard, Freckles is barking like a mad dog at the gate, so I peek through the edge and what do I see. GIRLFRIEND SITTING IN THE BACK OF THE TRUCK.....WITH THEIR HUGE DOG! She never left.

At this point I really don't know what to do, I don't want to go completely off on them because I don't know if Bill will be mad at me or not. (He's @ the FBR so I can't call and confer w/him) The company they work for does work for Bill, so I don't want to screw anything up for him. Plus, I know once I start, I won't stop. That's how I roll. (Go ask the Chevy dealership, they'll tell ya!) So anyways, I go back to my room for the rest of the day, and WATCH Little House while LISTENING to the dogs bark.

At 3:00 I came out to welcome kids home, walked in family room and Girlfriend was there. I don't know what time she came in. No, I didn't say anything, just acted like she was invisible. At 4:30 they were finally done.

Halleluja!

Yesterday morning the drywall guys FINALLY came to do the loft. Which by the way, I had to cancel my hair appointment for, so I could be here. Fine, whatever. So anyways, there is two of them. The first one is a Mexican man about 50-ish, the second is a very early's 20-ish too-cool-for-school type, who pulls up in a brand new black Charger. I later find out he is the drywall company owner's son. Well, of course he is, which explains why he did NOTHING all day long. He just sat on the edge of the couch and talked to the old man the WHOLE time, which kept him from working at a speedy pace. I was so frustrated by the end of the day. I just wanted to tell them to shut up and start working!

They were here all day and didn't get crap done. I'm tellin' you, if that same scenario goes down today, I WILL be saying something to the likes of, "Look, if your not going to work, then you need to leave, so HE can work"

Am I out of line?