ibeachalot's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I've gotten Clayed! I hope I can last until Tuesday when I hear Clay sing again. I am so gone over this kid, it's incredible! Even more so than I was with Justin. I'd leave Kevin for this guy. So Clay... are you into old married broads? The last time I was head over heels infatuated with a 24 year old guy (besides Justin, that is) I was about 15. Man oh man, what you do to me, Clay! Speaking of Clay, Stacey and I are opening a shared diary together. It's funny... we talked about the idea and she said she'd think of a user name she liked. She IM'ed me and said that the name she wanted was taken. I asked her what name it was and she said, "aiken4clay". She was happy to learn that it was taken by ME! I chose the name a couple of weeks ago, just so I'd have it. We're each going to have passwords to it and when either of us makes an entry, we'll label it so people will know who's writing it ~ her or me. I'm designing a background for it now. I'll have its unveiling in a few days. These kids are driving me stark raving mad. They never stop running, jumping, climbing, sassing, fighting, stomping, swearing, screaming, spitting and making farting sounds. Evan's newest courtesy-of-first-grade accomplishment is to bend over, spread his butt cheeks (fully clothed, thank goodness) and pretend to fart. I can see what I'm in store for... circle jerks, fart-lighting, being escorted home in a copcar at 2:00am. Why did I wish for boys? Hehehe... oh well, they're cute. Two weeks from tomorrow until my trip! YAY! I'm so excited! I ssooooo need a relaxing trip to the beach! Stacey and I are planning a trip there again either this fall or next, and Amy wants to go with me this summer. I'm so glad to have a place to stay, free, when I go out there. I can't imagine how I would afford to get away without it. Thanks mom and dad!! Last night, Kevin went down to clean the basement (his job, not mine). After awhile, the entire house started to smell like Pine~Sol. I hollered down to him that the bottle we have of Pine~Sol is concentrated and not to use it full strength. Too late. Turns out, our basement walls are seperating from the floor. (But the engineer who inspected it assures us the house is structurally sound... uh, huh. Right) Coming up through the crack between the walls and floor were 10,000,000,000 roly~polies! At least! Since we didn't have any bug spray (and do have an industrial strength bottle of Pine~Sol, that's what Kevin used to kill our newest residents. The entire house reeks of pine. I guess it could be worse. It could be Raid or rotting flesh or something. But it's pretty potent. Well, my kids are fighting for the last time. I'm gonna go light up some butts. Later! Love, Mrs. Clay Aiken, old broad infatuated with someone two thirds my age I'm wearing: peach lacey t-shirt, Gap jeans I'm listening to: my kids getting on my very last nerve I'm eating/drinking: croutons from my salad 1:40 p.m. - 2003-03-21 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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