Hiddy hi chickens,
How ya 'all doin'?
I've just been to the Official Opening and Blessing by the Bishop of our high schools new renovations and unveiling of the official plaque...LOL Must say it was very nicely done and didn't drag on forever and ever. Our Bishop is a lovely old fella and he delivered a great homily...not waffling on like some of them do.
The school invited Principals from surrounding Catholic schools so I got a chance to speak to a couple of our old Principals from the primary school which was great. I was in a real rush though as the Mass finished almost right on 3.00p.m and the primary school comes out at 2.35p.m and it's about a 10 min drive in between so I rang the office lady up and told her to keep the boys there till I got there. Stuff 'em..I do enough for them and mine weren't the only ones there.
It's been raining here all day so I'm wondering if there'll be cricket tomorrow. Doesn't matter anyway 'cos we still have to go until the coaches decide what to do. Jye has a Rep. game on Sunday and if it rains we have to stick around till about 1.00p.m which is friggen ridiculous!!
My Josh finally got his car registered yesterday thank goodness!! He'd tried ringing the boss from the 2nd job for 2 days to ask him about the cheque but there was no response. He was meant to start work there at 4.00p.m yesterday but I told him not to go. He had a day off from his first job and the other dickhead wasn't answering the phone so bugger him. In the end, Josh decided not to go and just left here when the asshole rang Joshs mobile, which he'd left here. I answered it and he asked where Josh was so I told him he was sick and I'd sent him to the doctors (which explains the pimple I have on my tongue today!!) I also asked him about the cheque and he said that he told Josh to put it through his account rather than cash it. Hello? The friggen cheque was made out to cash in the first place the lying bastard!! I told him that I'd spoken to the bank and they'd advised Josh to give the cheque back to him and he said not to worry that he'd give him cash so I mentioned that he might like to continue doing that from now on. Fuck him. Josh reckons he's one of those Greek blokes (no offense intended to anyone Greek here either...I actually have a few Greek friends)...the big, fat, hairy Greek blokes that wear open neck collared shirts and have gold necklaces that weigh ten kilo hanging around their neck...only thing is they don't really have necks but a roll of fat instead, and they think they're Gods gift to women..but in actual fact they have heads like smashed crabs..and they think there shit don't stink...when in actual fact they smell like emails from Mr Turd to say he's on his way...you can smell them before you can see them coming!!
Shit I hate those kind of guys!! Like the world owes them something. Well not my boy.
So he'd better cough up with some dough for Josh tonight the big fat Zorba!!
I haven't had a chance to do much scrapping..well any for that matter. I've been cleaning and ironing and cooking and cleaning and ironing and cooking...it just NEVER ends in this house!! I did the whole house out this morning, cleaned the bathroom and both toilets etc etc etc seeing as I won't be home much over the weekend and I hate spending my whole Monday cleaning up after everybody. I'd like to get motivated to start on a layout tonight but I'm not sure I have any mojo after the last challenge I entered..14 layouts in 14 days..LOL
I have some more cricket pics sitting here so I might scrap them. Have to get them over and done with sooner or later before I'll allow myself to progress on to my next folder..LOL Gotta make sure I stay true to my scrapping strategy.
Fuck...the bloody phone just rang again and it was another friggen telemarketer!! If I could reach through that bloody phone sometimes I'd kill 'em! I hate the bastards with a passion and believe me..I am so rude to them it isn't funny...especially these bastards ringing from India..I give them heaps..LOL Trying to sell me bloody pappadums!
Which reminds me...this is soooooooooooo bad but I have a filthy sense of humour and I think it's funny and keep in mind that to piss me off...really, really piss me off..then all you have to do is ring me and hang up on me. It is my ultimate pet hate due to a really bad experience once before.
At the beginning of the last school hols. some kid rang up on the first day and called me a poo head. I didn't take much notice of it 'cos seriously..who hasn't had a phone call like that? But the calls kept coming and coming and coming. They were coming from a Private number as I have a call display phone and that was pissing me off even more. I got the boys to start answering the phone but they were all poo heads too..even Michael. So by the end of the first week I was pretty pissed off..you know how you answer the phone not thinking only to hear poo head and thinking 'oh you little turd..you got me again?'..LOL
By the end of the 2nd week I was preying on this little bastard to ring but do you think they would? On the Friday the call finally arrived..but yet again..they caught me unaware. Fuck was I spewing!!
I was like a crazed woman by this time..sitting by the phone waiting for this little shit to ring and every time the phone rang I was vehemently hissing into the receiver just in case.
Then it happened....they rang! Yes!! You'll never guess what I said though...I probably should be ashamed of myself...but I'm not **said with tongue poking out** so after the familiar cry of poo head came crashing through the receiver I yelled out at the top of my voice...I'M GONNA PUNCH YOUR FUCKEN HEAD IN!!
OMFG..what was I thinking? This was just a kid! But you know what..even sitting here typing this now I have a huge smile on my face of pure satisfaction. I bet I don't get called poo head again in a hurry!