Back to, ummm, normal?

Well, I guess life is going to stay as normal as it ever was, around here.  Jonathan worked things out.  It seems I had parts of the story wrong (it wasn't Grandpa's temper, it was Grandpa's wife) and the job isn't lost, just doesn't pay very well.  Jonathan (proving nicely that he's growing up) decided to stick it out and look for another job, instead of packing up and leaving.  He may come up with Kevin's mom this weekend for a visit.  I'll be glad to see him.

You know you're friggin' sad when you have to borrow neopoints from a 7 year old to pay for hoochie coochie tablets to cure your neopet.

Survivor was tonight.  Mmmm, Pringles.  I love Thursday.

Aryan Nation is moving their headquarters to Kansas.  Dang, that's all we need.  Missouri is already the Meth headquarters of the country, now we have white supremecists (sp) nearby.  Great.  I hate haters.  I hope they all make meth and blow themselves up.

I get to go to work an hour late tomorrow.  That means that I can drop the girls off at "kiss-and-go" (the lane to drop kids off without parking.)  The girls love it when I get the rare chance to do this.  It's such a simple thing, but they get all tickled about it.  I'm glad that I can make them happy in such an easy way.

Natalie got her hair cut.  I really like it.  She had a bit of bed-head this morning during breakfast, but I took a pic anyway.  I forgot to change settings on my camera (since the last time I took pics outside, so it is very warm...natural light if you will...but if I didn't work at a lab, I wouldn't have been bothered.)

That's all I've got tonight.  Take care, and "here's to the weekend!"