1. I'm terrified of frogs.
2. I accidentally killed one in our sliding door last night.
3. It's stuck where I can't get it out of the frame.
4. Today, its head is popping out whenever I open the door to let the dog out. I can't remove it. It's gross and mocking me.
5. I'm scarred for life.
Gave my pup a dried fish skin chew, and now my whole house smells like the inside of a tuna can.
Teaching my daughter that you have to get a fun drink/snack when you're out running errands, otherwise it's chorin' and we don't do chorin'.
Follow up from yesterday's pest control service. Poor guy's response had me dead 🤣
Got a bill that pest control came and treated my house. But they didn't. So I call them, and they're like, well we have pictures of the outside of your house!
That's my neighbor's house. And thanks for getting rid of her hornet nest, but you'll be coming back to my house now.
I'm more excited about this than she is 🤣
My old man would have been 13 today. I miss him so much.
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I totally just bought a backpack to torment my dog and carry her around in.
Something must be up with our neighborhood, because Jehovah's Witnesses have been showing up by carloads the last two weeks. At least 4 cars full of folks today.
A friend just sent me a video of Jax playing in her backyard and now I'm crying for the first time in weeks. I miss my boy.
I've had an electrician at my house every day this week. Am I having fun? Absolutely not.
If we get reincarnated, I hope I get to come back as someone who doesn't get anxiety. I'd love to see what that's like.
And it's amusing that I had therapy today, and I told him that I was doing surprisingly well. Holding boundaries and coping with things. Then my microwave starts tripping the breaker, and I'm outside talking to trees and crying because that's apparently my last straw.
Famous last words, I guess.
We've reached the talking-to-the-moon-and-trees-and-sobbing-in-my-backyard phase of whatever hellscape timeline this is.
My little baby is getting glasses just like I did at her age. The only difference is she's farsighted, and I'm nearsighted AF. Luckily, she's been super pumped about needing glasses and is totally jazzed that today was the day.
Can't even stretch out for a minute by myself
That's exactly what I said? 🤣 "What do you think the rind of a pig is???"
My husband. Bless his heart.
Me to Emily: Do you know what pork rinds are made of? Fried pig skin.
Emily looks horrified
Matt, with a mouthful of pork rinds: Really?
How on earth does my almost 40-year -old Southern husband, who's been eating these all his life, not know what they are??? 🤣🤣🤣🤣
I am struggling to get back on the horse today after having a week off from work. I closed my laptop on Friday and didn't even look at the thing for a week. It was so pleasant.
My grass needs to hurry up and go green again so I can stop losing my dang dog in the yard.
What's that?
Oh, it's just my kid yelling the lyrics to "Down the witches road" at the top of her lungs in our backyard.
"I always thought my life would be beautiful and fun." -- Shit my kid says because she has to do school work.
Current favorite Emily phrases:
Chicken bucket - KFC
Boot God - Saint Nicholas, the one who fills your shoes with treats on Dec. 5. Not to be confused with Santa Claus.
"Do you ever get that feeling in your nostrils that lets you know you're getting sick? I do. I have sensors." -- Things my 8-year-old says
This storm has brought an obscenely loud frog to my back door, and I wish, very much, that it would STFU already.
Penny, The Woobie Thief
It's odd having a dog that seems to be completely unbothered by storms.
Jax would have been at my feet, shaking like a leaf by now.
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