Saturday, not a day of rest!

I did not get a chance to rest today. I pretty much ran all day long. The only real sit down time I got was when we went to A birthday party at a Friends House. Her son turned 2. He is so adorable. They had a big inflated jumpy thingy and all the kids loved it. I wanted to take my nephews but I won't go into that story. That is a sore subject with me right now.

Did you all know that I am boring and what I have to say does not matter worth a flip? Well I guess that is what my mother thinks. They stopped by today and I was trying to tell my story of the excellent customer service I got on the phone this morning (NOT, that's a whole other story I'll share later) And right in the middle of it she cut me off to tell me and Sheila a story that I had already heard not once, not twice, but three times already. I tried to start my story up once again over her story and she just got louder and kept going. I just shut up and Sheila said that the look on my face told it all. She could tell I was very angry about what had just happened. I think my dad knew as well that I was less than pleased. I didn't say very much after that and they finally left. I will never understand why my mother can never give someone else a chance to speak. She always thinks what she has to say is more important. I'm not saying that it isn't more important always, but come on let someone else have an opportunity to speak. She wonders why I do not call or come over very much. Well she will remain clueless but at least anyone who reads this post will know my side of the story. *** note to self, delete this if mom ever gets on the Internet, who am I kidding. put this one in the save file!

Blessings till I post again.