Monday, September 27, 2010
Yep. That's right.
I bought myself a virtual monster truck.
I have a house full of uninvited guests. Two quasi-adults and three teenagers.
No notice. No phone call. Just showed up, all smiles and yelling "SURPRISE!!!", assuming that DH and I had been missing them or something.
These people are not relatives, and we didn't even know them all that well.
They just decided that vacationing in the beautiful Olympic Peninsula was a grand idea, and because I sent them a Christmas card, they had our address. Which, apparently, gave them cause to believe was an open invitation for an invasion.
I am going to use my monster truck to either drive away from my uninvited guests, or perhaps just simply run over them.
Either way, it would be good choice.
You may have noticed that I haven't been "on" much the past couple of days. Yesterday, not at all.
That's because I couldn't get on my computer due to the three rude teenagers who confiscated my computer. They were on it at all hours, including 4 A.M.
Of couse, they had to text message all their friends, play games or whatever.
I don't think they gave it a single thought that my computer was not here for their sole purpose of enjoyment. I mean, who would ever consider having a computer for reasons other than guests' entertainment??
I am starved for music where I can understand the words.
I want to watch my baseball games instead of "Can you Trick this Ride" or soap operas. I don't CARE who wins any reality shows either!
I feel badly for my catty girls, Meng Tsu and YeowLing. They are currently living full time under my bed. I wish I could join them.
Winsten is manic, and is barking and jumping around all over the place. He threw up on the living room rug because the kids thought he could eat off their plates the stuff they didn't want.
Speaking of food, I want a salad for dinner, with a piece of fruit after for dessert.
I want to throw away every single frying pan I have ever owned, and I want more than chips, dip, cookies, soda, pizza or Subway sandwiches.
One of these kids is a vegetarian, and I want to invite her to eat my over grown weeds down. After all, she IS a bit of a nag!! Always on people for what they are eating, their fat intake, and what "If you eat that, this is what you body has to go through to digest it:.............."
I do not want to ride in my car, going to Forks with three teenagers ever again. I want to go back to thinking Twilight is a lovely, peaceful time of day, and has NOTHING to do with vampires.
My hip pain is excrutiating, but the people living in my house right now don't seem to comprehend why I don't want to take them to the beach or tour Seattle.
Even without the hip pain, I still do not want to take them to the beach or Seattle, for that matter!!
I have no interest in playing paint ball with them, and even less interest in hoseing them down after they have played, and then winding up with a bunch of paint balled clothing in my washer.
I am 66 years old. I should be considered to be OLD! I should be granted peace and quiet. I shoud be looked upon as "The AGED ONE". I should be noticed that I am getting tired.
Mostly, I should be allowed to be CRANKY, and tell them all to get the hell out of my house and go HOME, where they belong, before it is necessary to put ME in a home for the criminally insane.
They made a noise this morning that they had to get all their laundry done so they would only be packing clean clothing "for their trip".
From their mouths to God's ears!!!!!
I'm looking for my Monster Truck keys!