It's survivor night, and Kevin isn't here. He is having poker night at work. It's going to be one Thursday a month, which is great. He never gets out of the house, other than work. Brett is gone, and I hope he's at work. I didn't know he was working tonight, so I left a voice mail and sent a text message. I hope he answers soon, 'cause I'm worried. He will be 18 in a few weeks, but I still worry. It's my right.
Well, the frozen pizza is done, and the Pringles are ready to be opened, so I guess I better get the TV set for Survivor. It's a night of great TV, and one of the few nights that I network-hop. I usually stick with one network through a given night, but not on Thursday. Survivor, Grey's Anatomy, and ER. I gotta get a hobby.
Why is it, that in the middle of a great evening, I get sadish. Kind of nostalgic. Kind of pissy, almost. Like I could cry for no reason. Oh yeah, I *do* know why. Never mind. Stupid hormones.
5 comments:
I hope Kev wins big! Is he a good poker player? I suck so very badly at all card games, but I do okay on pogo.com when I play against robots. No, seriously. I do. Love ya, lil' sis!
R
Survivor is on again?? I didn't realize it.
Thursday night is one of the few good nights...
~Heather
I think network hopping is a hobby! And I get kinda sad and pissy, too; and I don't have anything to blame!
Your Thursday and mine are a lot alike!
I do that too, especially when the hormones are acting up!
Lori
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