Insomniac's blog

Holy Shit. I hate Michigan. Seriously. Tonight, after a long day of stress which I will inform you of in a moment, I was sitting out on my stoop smoking a really good Camel cigarette. I was allowing the stress to flow out of me and I was enjoying the rather mild May weather when out of nowhere a marauding June bug attempted to attack me...from behind. I hate those damn bugs. They are huge. They are about an inch long and kinda fat and they love long hair. Thank God my hair was pulled back in a ponytail otherwise I think I may have just taken a scissors to it without even looking to see if that damn bug got into it. Anyhow, I jumped up and ran my hand through my hair to make sure it wasn't in there. June bugs make this awful buzzing noise and as soon as I heard it hit the screen door behind me the buzzing noise stopped so I thought it was either in my hair or dead on impact with the door. Anyhow, the bug wasn't in my hair so I stood there and smoked the Camel a bit more while I eyed the ground to see if I could find my attacker and smoosh him. I didn't see anything so I assumed that the cowardly bug flew off to lay in wait for another innocent evening smoker. Nope. The bastard June bug snuck up and tried to go for my ankle. Needless to say, I flung my half-smoked Camel to the ground and screamed like a girl while I ran up the stairs and into the house. Yes, the June bug got the best of me. Now I am quietly typing away and waiting for the dreaded bug to go away so I can smoke another cigarette. Maybe June bug attackers will help me quit smoking this summer...eh?

In Nita's other adventures, today was archive day again. That means that I got to sit on my ass and read all kinds of neat schtuff. Actually it is fun and I have a grand time with it all. But, just as I was finding some really interesting info, my phone kept going off. It was on vibrate so at first I just ignored it. But then it just kept ringing so I finally called the archive hunting quits and went outside to call whomever was calling me. It was my dad. My mom had been in a bad car accident and he wasn't able to make it to the hospital yet. He wanted me to go and see what was going on. I did. I made it down to the hospital and checked up on Mom. She is okay but badly bruised up from the seatbelt and airbag. Her car is totaled but at least she walked away okay. My mom also had my five year old neice and three year old nephew with her. Thank God Mom is quite picky about buckling them into their carseats otherwise things would have been bad. The kids were fine...just scared. Mom is going to feel like hell tomorrow though. Some of the bruises were so bad that the skin was already turning that nasty shade of purple and the bruise was raised. She'll be okay though...she's a tough old bird.

And, in my final adventure to relate, I went grocery shopping with Princess and The Boy...at 8pm...at Meijer's. We didn't get home until 10pm which is really bad for me since my kids have a strict bedtime of 9pm. They were really well-behaved in the store though. I dragged them through the aisles with little resistance and they only asked for 1,246 different things each. Overall, quite a pleasant shopping trip.

Oh, almost forgot! Last night was Myah's 8th grade graduation. All went well and she looked amazing! I was appropriately proud and snapped about two dozen photos. Ahhh...the joys of parenting.