The little ones have been safely deposited at their homes on the other side of the country. My liver filed a 10-state-wide restraining order, and I obliged it for the second time in my life by tossing them out the car window at LAX and speeding away.
Right well I MAY have been in the middle of a mini-meltdown, thanks to Chatty-Freaking-Cathy that wanted to gab instead of just giving me my damn coffee on the way to the airport…
Jager and inferred incest aside, it was a really great week spent with the gene pool. She vows next time she’s only getting a one-way flight, to which I say HECK YES I’ll finally have that live-in housekeeper I need to become a TRUE Orange County resident.
(Mel you’ll need to learn how to cook, clean, and keep the dogs alive first)
Oh and to clear up some confusion my super ambiguous post from Friday caused with some new readers (btw, HIIII! sorry I’m a horribly rude and uninviting hostess) : We’ve been in SoCal for a year and a half now, but just recently moved to our home now near the beach. Life is indeed pretty drool-worthy and I apologize for rubbing it in your face.
probably won’t be the last time.
And in even better news, my iPhone is being delivered today. My godforsakenihateyou Blackberry has a date with the ocean as soon as I get off work.