Hurricane shopping....again....

I love this squirrel. He looks like he's about to say what I'm thinking! LOL....I've had it with hurricanes and warnings and everything that goes along with it. I got sick of looking at my porch, so the other day I put all my furniture back, put the decorations back up....and now they say Jeanne is going to be here this weekend. I have no groceries, yet haven't written my list, so I have to do all that crap....not to mention the fact that this is Friday my CLEANING DAY. So, now I have to put that off whilst I shop. I also feel like total crap. My throat doesn't hurt....if I don't swallow....so, I'm downing green tea with mint. I look like crap, feel like crap and the last thing I want to do is shop. But if I wait till tomorrow, I'll be kicking myself. I'll be shopping during "hurricane hysteria". Here's a bit of advice, from me to you...."Do not, under any circumstances whatsoever, move to Florida!"

I took Betsy to the doctor yesterday and got her referral to the urologist. Everything went fine. She has no more pain, but they made her give another "sample" (#4). She told me she never wants to "go in a cup" again! lmao....poor kid. I picked her up at school and the first person I see when I walk into the courtyard is her old boyfriend and his new girlfriend. I ignored the kid and kept on walking. I heard "Mom!" from across the way, and she and her friends were walking toward me. I was thankful she saw me because I had no idea where she was. I didn't get to see the new boyfriend, as he wasn't out at the time. Apparently he is 6'4, and Bets is about a foot and some change shorter than he. Should make for an interesting picture! Senior guy is still calling, but she said they are just friends. Man, I never had that much attention as a teen....

Wee one is giving a speech today. Whomever wants to run for student counsel had to write a 30 second speech, and will give it in front of the class. I had her write down everything sc does, and we made it into a poem. So, she reads it, and at the end she says, "I'm 'wee one', and I approve this message!" I about fell off the bed laughing. If the teachers could vote, she'd win....I'll let you know the results this afternoon....peace out.