It's always something....I do declare.
My oven quit working.
Aaron has a 102 fever, and has missed the last two days of school.
Tomorrow is his last day of school.
Will his locker get cleaned out!?
My computer crashed today.
My throat is sore and I feel faint.
The porch is still unpainted.
We lost a banty hen to a predator last night.
The basement is semi-flooded.
I have one pair of jeans left that fit.
My breasts are MIA.
I'm here at the library logging my Bootcamp essentials so I don't get fined.
Oh ya - it's hardcore like that.
I brought Aaron a Moolatte.
I avoid foods with tthe words 'Moo' in them.
The oven repair man is at my house as I type.
I'll take the computer to Best Buy - it's still under warranty.
See, it's not all bad.
Except for my boobs and the dead chicken.
Amen.
OMG. When it rains it pours. But, this too shall pass & things will start looking better soon. I'm wishing you a speedy recovery.
ReplyDeleteOh you poor dear! You had until your breasts went missing and then I just had to bust out laughing!
ReplyDeleteI hope things start looking up soon! Hang in there! (At least the breasts aren't hanging since they're MIA!)
So sorry to hear about all the troubles today. It will get better Hon. Hang in there!
ReplyDeletemy computer has a problem with the screen that I keep ignoring hoping it will go away. It is not under warranty. Boobs missing...I fear mine are lost somewhere in my gut rolls :( Chin up my pretty!
ReplyDeleteSorry for your troubles. What is this bootcamp thing you're doing???
ReplyDeleteWhat the heck is getting into your chicken coop, or was it before you shut them in? Dang predators! I keep saying I want a dino chicken to counter attack the predators, but now they're admitting it's probably not likely:-/
ReplyDeleteHaving no jeans that fit is a good thing, right?
Well holy canoli Coop! Sounds like another day at the office for me!
ReplyDeleteSorry for your banty... they are my faves... I don't comment much... but I prolly tell you that every time. Banties are not real chickens... they are like puppies and kittens and bunnies... I miss my pet gay banties... as a child I could never understand why they wouldnt lay eggs... the farmer sold us two boys on accidnet... DUH!
CHin up!
Goodness Gracious...life sucks sometimes doesn't it?
ReplyDeleteHang in there girl, hang in there!
ReplyDeleteMany Blessings,
Melissa
My grandma used to say "All sun and no rain makes a desert" I hope you get some sunny days soon though.
ReplyDeletePS I completely agree with you on the moo thing. Hubby likes the Mega Moolatte and I refuse to get them for him. Just seems so degrading.
Sounds like you are having a doozy of a week. I only had boobs when I was pregnant, and I don't miss them at all! They tend to get in the way for cloggers!
ReplyDeleteBlessings,
Lorilee
Thing will get better... and you even have one pair of jeans that fit! That's better than no jeans. Right! You're faint... take a break, rest, be good to yourself! Your throat, the oven, the computer and Aaron will all get fixed! I am a little concerned about the basement though. Waders?
ReplyDeleteI hate days like that :O/ I feel for you...hugs, Jennifer
ReplyDeleteSo sorry.
ReplyDeleteWaaaaa! I want my boobs to be MIA and my jeans not to fit.
ReplyDeleteBut I am so sorry you are having such a hard time right now. And I get you about the chicken. The dog next door got our rabbit and one of our chickens.
My gosh, it seems like things run in cycles...everything goes to h... in a handbasket at the same time! What is that all about? Oh, we CAN handle it! Hope tomorrow is better for you!
ReplyDeleteI declare this a "Praise the Lord, and pass the ammunition" kind of day!
ReplyDelete~~HUGS~~
:( Sorry to hear about your troubles. What do you think is getting your chickies?? On the bright side MIA boobs mean no boob sweat in the summer thats a good thing :)
ReplyDeleteI will come Sat.and paint your porch...if you haven't done it already. The rest of it, I can't help you with! Ha! {I sort of LIKE not having to tote that big chest of mine around anymore!} Someone I'm married to might or might not agree! : ) Love you girl! It'll be better in the morning!
ReplyDeleteI hear ya sista! It has been a rough past few days in my neighborhood too and just in time for the full moon.
ReplyDeleteHey, you still have one good pair of jeans.
ReplyDeleteLaw, I can't have anything mmmmhm and I don't even feel good.Hugs,Cyn:)
ReplyDeleteRemember those old ads in the back of magazines that sold that little doohickey that you used to build up breasts? Eden something or other? Hmmm...maybe we can find you one on eBay...slightly used, or course. And..the poor dead chicken...I don't think there is a fix for him this side of Chicken Heaven. Hang in there...or down there...or whatever...xo Diana
ReplyDeleteLaw girl...you gone having some bad days. Boob thing reminds me of a story from days gone by. When my friends boy was just a tot, and she was getting out of the tub he said, "well just great Mom, now you've done it. You've went and lost your pee pee!"
ReplyDeleteI am sorry I forgot to send you that picture...I have to take them first! THe sand and sea colors. I'll do it tomorrow. I'm in bed typing on my laptop while my husband sleeps.
Cindy Bee
Amen.
ReplyDeleteB' Gawk
ReplyDeleteGads.... hope the computer gets fixed quick.
And, there's a summer flu bug going around right now. My sister in law has it. Guess it's a doozy so start drinking lots of tea and taking vitamin C NOW!
Oh my gosh, if it wasn't so sad it would be funny! I'm sorry to admit that you made me laugh... some days seem to go like this right from the alarm going off! Here's to a much better tomorrow :)
ReplyDelete~Chris
PS I'm very sorry to hear about the hen though.
Hey Jayme !!! Your boobs went away with that 42 lbs weight loss !!! Congrats !!! But I am sorry about the chicken... :( After a storm a rainbow will shine !!
ReplyDeleteBless your heart... Days like these are a tough one!
ReplyDeleteThe MIA comment was funny! It always the first thing to go in the world of weight loss... Sigh!
Carissa
Never thought about boobs and dead chickens being in the same sentence. Congrats!
ReplyDeleteRenee in Austin
This too shall pass. I hope all machines and people feel better soon.
ReplyDeleteOh Jayme I'm so sorry! That's exactly how my day went too! Murphys law struck me over and over all day! My oven even died! Hope little mister feels better soon! Have a glorious day today!
ReplyDeleteDon't fret the ta-ta's! I wish mine would disappear in the summer anyways. They just cause mass perspiration...that I already have anyways.
ReplyDeleteYou are right, it is always something and the more it piles up the less motivation.
ReplyDeleteI am sorry to hear about sickness, computer problems and your banty!
xo
Caroline
Just read this post on Wednesday, so hope things are better by now! Bless your little heart! Hugs to Aaron. Sorry he is missing his last days of school. Sorry about the chicken-we just lost one to a fox!
ReplyDeleteMy daughter's two little girls slept in my bed last night. I left on vacation this morning. Daughter just called to let me know the youngest barfed all over the place this morning - OH YAY!
As for your MIA boobs-I hear tell a good plastic surgeon can lift 'em up and pump 'em up if ya just gotta have 'em!
Yikes! batten down your hatches close the drapes don't answer the door and make a cup of tea. Hugs Cheri
ReplyDeleteYou have my complete sympathy. Things are not well at my place either. Just keep thinking "its got to get better"
ReplyDeleteI'm coughing my head off, oven broke last week, mother-in-law is not doing well in nursing home, my home town blew away, it's gotta get better, can't get much worse. Bless us and all we love.
ReplyDeleteOh, lady....you make me chuckle. Well, more than chuckle. I actually slapped my knee reading this post. No lie.
ReplyDeleteIsn't it always like that. Never just one thing. We are fighting a fox in our neck of the woods. Hubs chased him off one afternoon, left behind a chewed on chicken. Daughter number two came over and helped me bandage her, and she lives. But my hens scattered all over the place and it took me hours to find them. I never did find one, I think she was fox dinner. So my girls have to spend their days in the run again. They are so sad and it makes me so sad. Hope you all feel better soon!
ReplyDeleteAh, boobs...sometimes I even wonder if they are worth it. I'm a new follower and I love your blog!
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Oh you did cheer me up! Reading about someone else's woes has that effect on me - makes me feel like I am not the only one in the World who has 'troubles'!
ReplyDeletepraying for your this morning....
ReplyDeleteI need my boobs to go MIA. I'm just sayin'. Hope sunny skies return soon.
ReplyDeleteLady, rejoice at that one pair of jeans, it's a blessing in disguise!! You'll get to buy new ones soon that show off your lack of tushy :)
ReplyDeleteJamers,
ReplyDeleteI say "R.I.P." for the lil' chicken and your boobs.
xo,Cheryl
Thank God you lost your boobs and not your humor. I promise jaymee, if you lose that, I'll personally fly there and shoot ya . . . so not to worry.
ReplyDeleteHey, how's your neighbor. . .with the beautiful garden? checked in on her lately? such a sweet thang.
Sounds like it's not always just something, but a bunch of things. Sorry 'bout the boobs and the chicken.
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