Guess what time it is and guess who isn't here. It is now 3:00 and our appt is at 3:00. Steve has my car today. grrrrrrrr. Why is he always late? And why do I believe him every time he says he won't be late?

The house was all nice and clean when I got up and now it's trashed because I let bree run around and get into thing so that I could get dressed. (((sigh))) Im grumpy. She's hanging on me right now. agh! Go find your mother child! Why did I want kids? Or a husband for that matter? :P