I'm Hot AND Bothered

I had a super busy day today. I watched People's court, packed some stuff for my trip (I'm obviously leaving tomorrow morning since it's 11:20, and I'm not on the road). At 11, I had to be at my mom's house to take her to my Mom-mom's place. She's leaving for the Bahamas with her 5 bestest girlfriends that she's known for over 40 years (can you imagine?). They are going to have so much fun. I told my mom that she should bring up stuff that she hated each of them for, and by the end of the trip leave with no friends. I'm mean. She decided that she didn't like my plan.

We went to Stacky's to get hoagies when we got to Mom-mom's house. Mom-Mom lives in the ghetto. It's official. I'm even nervous when I go there, but that's because I'm a white, suburban girl with a black body and face. hee hee. Anyway, for some reason, the guys that work in Stacky's always try to talk to me. I am always pleasant and leave with a smile on my face. On the trip up there my mom told me that my brother thinks that girls with kids are more mature. Basically, he's saying his three older sisters are immature. Real nice, Bro. So, when I was at Stacky's I was thinking of saying 'Sorry. I don't have kids, and I'm super immature.' I told Mom-mom that I should have said that and Mom-mom said 'WHAT?! The guys at Stacky's always like you. Did they give you trouble this time around?' I started laughing and said 'Nope. I still got it. They still like me. I was just thinking of something smart to say.' I am so conceited. They need to give me a discount already. It's not often that an immature, skinny girl comes walking through those doors. :)

After I dropped Mommie off, and hung out with Mom-mom for a bit, I headed home. I planned to catch the Netherlands/Argentina game. I got to Ryan's house around the 52nd minute, so I still got to watch the second half. I asked him about the Mavs/Heat game, and he watched it, of course. I told him that Dwyane Wade was my new favorite. Ryan said "I thought you liked LeBron." I said 'Not after last night.' He laughed. Boys always say that the star players are going to get laid after they make the winning touchdown or goal or whatever. I totally agree. If I was that sports girl, I'd be sleeping with e'ryone. How awesome do those guys feel after winning the championship. Mmm..mmm..I get so excited at the end of the game, when the star player is on the screen. Even if they're not that cute, I get excited. I think I'm coming of age. Either that, or I should have made a Tuesday night appointment. HA!!HA!!

One more thing. Gabby put in her notice today at my old job. Her last day is the day the guy with the bad resume starts. I wrote about his resume around early May I believe. He's a loser. Our CFO/head of HR guy said to Big Nan 'I guess your group is down to 0.' He's snide. Nancy probably wanted to punch him, but when Gabby told me that I laughed. Karma is a be-yotch. Big Nan tried to throw Gabby some money. She said 'Honestly, you couldn't pay me enough to stay.' Gotta love the Gab.

I hope the trip tomorrow is exciting or I'll be dozing off on the road, and that's not cool. I guess I'm hitting the hay.