KG's Hideaway

I need a rev limiter. It should have come with my DNA, but the good Lord decided they really only needed them in high octane machines. I'm not a high octane machine, but when I'm made, I burn white hot... and today was no exception to that rule.

It started off with me taking Kyra shopping after I got up this morning. I got her some really cute new jeans, shirts and shoes. Really cute stuff that shows her age a little more. Craig is starting to be ok with the fact that she's growing up and he even liked the clothes. The last several shopping trips I've done for her over the last month or two he hasn't had one complaint about. (Who'da thunk it????)

Anyway, I came home and actually cooked. Again. I mean, it's like becoming a regular thing. Almost like a real mom or something. I've got to be careful before someone starts expecting too much from me. Can't have that crap goin' on.

Oh yeah, back to cookin' (my A.D.D. again... sorry!) Everybody in this house decided to come in the kitchen and take a shit. (Figuratively, not literally. But I'm sure you knew that!) I don't want to talk to a single one of them. Including my husband. The same one I bragged about 48hours ago. Piss on 'em all! LOL

SO, they're all fed. They can clean themselves. There's only football on tonight (no Big Brother ::sob::) but I'm sure I'll TiVo the Manning on Manning rivalry with Papa Manning watching and catch it tomorrow. Then again, I'm sure it will be all over ESPN all week. So, I'm going to bed to read and hopefully fall asleep for hours and hours. Gnight!