Horror Hours

Like I wrote about before, when bad things happen in my life,  they cluster together all at once.  Imagine a bunch of computer nerds when/if Apple give away free Iphone 5...ok

My Dr appointment was late and everything got delayed.  Traffic was bad and I spilled coffee on my white top...a big brown stain across my boobs. Ok so I'm stressed out trying to hurry back to my other appointment. ..then the auto driver spits so much part of his saliva flows into my mouth! !! YUCK....whereas I basically get a full blown panic attack so my husband hears the full conversation (with the auto driver) on my un switched phone in my purse....me questioning auto driver for diseases.  - tooth ache he says. Sorry madam.. .who cares!!! Then another auto driver starts talking to me and I yell...- I just got that guy's spit in my mouth.  Do you think I want to go with you now when I need to gargle and spit myself.

Ok, ok...#walk to my husband's office. #light headed and everything around me is reddish color..note...panic attack. #beggar boy say baaaa #men stare at me cus I spit here and there.

I've partly calmed down now. Only in this country does things like these happen.

Hitchhiker

I was driving today and saw this little hitchhiker on the back of my scooter.  Lucky for spider that the web was still intact.  Well, they say there's nothing as strong,  comparatively, as the thread of a spider.

Driving here is different, but I tell myself that if I roamed in LA traffic, then I can do it here.

Haha...what's wrong. ..

With this picture?

This dog is such a character.

Kitchen help

Seriously,  what's wrong with this picture.  I was going to show the corn before and after....but there she is...always. The kitchen help, unwanted kitchen help. Like a tiny "dust rat" moving around your feet.

We love you Sting.

One man's trash...

Another dog's treasure.

- Sting, get away from the trash bin!

^^trash bin, trash bin!!!!!! are u nuts. This is the treasure chest in this house^^

Shoot from the hip

Is a famous expression.  That's what it feels like for me right now. I'm trying to aim for Lil Baba's mouth with the porridge spoon.

This is the first time in his high chair eating food. ...and everything is everywhere! I feel like the non qualifying sharp shooter with a score of like 3 (10). One bulls eye and the others...well.

Foot on a table,  plate on the foot, porridge in the hair,  on the nose, grabbing mommas watch, throwing bottle on the floor, kicking down the cup. Lol. It's fun for me also. A baby spectacle.

To let...

I know some people who search for a new apartment. ....wonder what the rent is at this place,  mens restroom at a restaurant.  Lol