Random spewing about my boring life
Random spewing about my boring life

Random spewing about my boring life

The architect is writhing on the floor, pretending to exercise. Hee hee. Funny man.

I really want to talk about my road to financial health, but I’m afraid it’s boring, so I won’t. Wouldn’t want to bore my loyal readers (hi! Margaret). I will say that I’m feeling much more positive today about the money situation, although I only have $60 to spend for the rest of the month. That money, however, is free & clear. All bills are accounted for, including groceries. I know I need a new pair of pants & a new shirt, and also a haircut. Can I get all that for $60? I should probably get a present for the daughter of some friends of mine, as I will be going to her 1st birthday party. Crap — there’s also that going away party.

Ah, well. Changing the subject, more or less.

So, next Sunday (the 23rd), the architect and I are going to a 1-year-old’s birthday party. In a park. With no alcohol. Why would you invite your child-less friends to your one-year-old’s party? Is it for the presents? It’s for the presents, isn’t it. Seriously, no one without kids cares that much for your kid, unless they are related to you (and I wouldn’t be surprised if that was pushing it).

However, I very much like the parents of the small child, so we will go, and we will smile, and we will not hold it (the child). I went through a phase last summer when I very much wanted to spawn, but thanks be to all that is holy, that phase is long gone. As soon as I get health insurance again, I’m tying these tubes right up. Probably.
Have a good weekend!

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