I Don't Recall Breaking Two Mirrors

Today is not going to be one of those wasted days....my kids are gone for the weekend and I can get some major cleaning done. Totally sucks when that is the only excitement in my world. Oh well...I also can go and buy some new socks...woopeee.

Watched the Metallica documentary, "Some Kind of Monster" and thought it was really good. It was strange to see them act so human though. It's middle age rearing it's ugly head. Me and my daughter had a good time watching it and making fun of alot of it. After all, we've been in therapy longer than anyone I know and to watch some heavy metal band go through analysis was funny. But the music was back to being their old fashioned raw, smash 'em up style. I recall, for some reason, I didn't like the album when it first came out but now it seems good. Anyways, will watch the 'Stepford Wives' later on today.

Mood: okay

What a typical wacky day in the world of me. I was going to the store to make use of Western Union to send some money to a friend in need when who do I run into but my daughter and husband. He was picking up a few items for the weekend. Now he doesn't know that I help this friend with money and I am not sure he would care or not. It is strictly for educational purposes and to help with medical bills. So I chatted for a minute and then left to do my business. Of course he picks the checkout line that is right behind where I am standing and is watching me. He gets through the line quicker than I do and comes over and wants to know what I am doing. I told him the truth but I felt like I was robbing the place or something. It's my money and if I want to send some to help out a friend, it's my business. He and I have always differed on charity or whatever you want to call it. I like helping people in any way I can and he likes taking. Anyways they leave the store and I follow shortly after them but in the middle of the aisle is someone's gallon bottle of water that they have dropped. It isn't mine, so I leave it there and proceed to my car unaware that a man is following me, waving the gallon of water. I get in the car and he's knocking on the window, asking me if it's my water. I just shook my head, no. All of this is being watched by my husband who is still parked nearby. Mr. Jealousy is looking over wondering what the hell is going on. I found it very amusing, so I drove over to his car where he proceeds to ask me if that is my boyfriend. Sure, all of my boyfriends bring me gallon bottles of water to my car! What a lucky gal! So I laughed at him for a bit and while I am telling him something he rolls the window up on me. Maybe I should have a boyfriend with a bottle of water.