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Cinqo de Mayo is a cursed day for me. (senseless whining)

Current mood: moody Category: Life
Yes, I'm whining again...I miss when being married was the best thing ever. Of course, that only lasted a month....(I'm only joking) Because on May 5, 2001 my husband flipped our recliner back and made the bowl of the floor lamp fall on my head. We rushed to the ER and I can still feel that spot every time I get pissed off.
May 5, 2002 I made him apologize AGAIN!! But I can't remember what we did or what happened...so I guess that might have been a good year.
May 5, 2003 Not neccessarily cursed, but it SURE pissed Davey off! I went to my very first Premier Designs party, we were under a severe storm warning and tornado watch and I had my two favorite women (that live close to me) with me: My sis, Dica and Beth! So that's when the connection with Sarah came in. I'm so glad, too!
May 5, 2004 We were in Missouri. I don't remember why...but Genna-Clair was 6 weeks old and we got to see Mamaw Elsie. I think we were there to visit my baby cousin, Zachary...I don't remember it being a bad day so much as a day full of memories that I'll cherish forever.
May 5, 2005....no clue what I did that day. I'm sure if I call Beth, she'll know. She always knows stuff like that. I don't know how she does it. :) That may have been one of the days we got drunk together. haha. one of the days. :)
May 5, 2006....maybe it's just every 5 years that's cursed. I won't know that for another 5 years though, will I? Davey and I had a big miscommunication today that turned into one of the most retarded arguments, ever! And anyway, I don't really have time to go into detail....I feel detached. I think that about sums it up. I'm a maid, a dishwasher, a gourmet chef, a gopher, a porn star...hey, where is Meredith Brooks when you need her?! That is SO my song lately!!! "Bitch" that's me!!Well....looks like I gotta go be a maid some more. "Cinderella" that's what they should call me. :( Or maybe Bitcherella? haha I like that one better. =P

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