Day Eighteen

What I say:  Time really does fly when you are having fun!  Can't believe June 1st is tomorrow, already!  So excited for summer and can't wait for the kids to finally be done with school! Rabbit, rabbit, rabbit!

What I mean:  Where do I begin?  Let's start with the rabbit, rabbit, rabbit thing.  I did a little research and found out that this is said on the first day of the month for good luck.  So tomorrow, for the first time ever, I will try it.  I figure the reason I've had shit luck for so long might just be due to the fact that I've never said rabbit, rabbit, rabbit on the first of the month.  I didn't realize that three little words could take all of my problems away (I wonder if that means little rabbits will come in and do all 30 loads (and counting) of laundry for me)!  Good luck here I come...

The "rabbit" thing did just remind me of another childhood story.  This time, I was with my sister.  We were playing in the snow, and I think I was about 8 years old.  She was 6.  There was some rabbit shit in the snow and she asked me what it was.  So, like the wonderful big sister I never was (but I am now dammit), I told her they were Cocoa Puffs.  Of course, she didn't believe me.  So, I picked one up and pretended to eat it.  She fell for it hook, line and sinker.  She picked one up and had it inches away from her mouth before I realized my mother would absolutely kill me if she found out I let my baby sister eat rabbit shit!  So I told her the truth, she went crying into the house, and I got in trouble anyway...

Where was I?  Oh yeah, so be sure to say "rabbit, rabbit, rabbit," tomorrow morning or you will die.

Summer.    I have a love/hate relationship with the season.  Obviously, the weather is beautiful, which I love, but I sit in a windowless office, so I don't get to enjoy it Monday - Friday.  On the one hand, this is good, since I can't see what I'm missing out on.  On the other hand, some fresh air would be nice.  Of course, the kids are home from school so we get a break from the whole morning routine, drop off/pick up, sporting events, homework, reports requiring poster board (I should buy stock in that shit - and I'm always informed that it is needed at 9:00 p.m. the night before it is due - WTF), so that is the nice part about summer.  However, me and Boy, 45 a/k/a husband, both work full time.  This means that there will be 4 million calls, emails and text messages throughout the work day with ridiculous questions like, "Where did you put my phone charger?" or "Do we have any lettuce?"  Unfortunately, I do not have a photographic memory, but my kids don't realize that.  It's waaaaayyyyy easier to call and ask Mom where shit is than actually looking for it! Now instead of annoying me at work from 2:30 - 4:30, they can bug the crap out of me all day!  Of course, I don't have to pay Girl, 15's high school tuition this month, so I'm liking June, but I do have to pay the mortgage again, which makes me want to kick June right in the cocksucker. 

So I think we've established that June bugs me because she is so damn confusing.  I love her, but I hate her at the same time.  Come back tomorrow for a complete list of reasons why I have a love/hate relationship with summer.   In the meantime, I'd love to know what crap bugs you!  Comment below!!!