I got squashed playing squash!

OUCH! I should have gotten a picture before it started to heal when it was all swollen and purple. It was my own fault for standing too close to my opponent as she tried to return one of my shots in squash. I'm glad I got a shiner, though...I figure if I'm gonna get whacked in the head with a squash raquette, I bloody well want some evidence that I was injured. How else will everyone know to give me sympathy!?! LOL

Anyhoo, ya know how I was all pissed about my car having no heat since I had it in the shop? Well I took Alicia out for a driving lesson yesterday. Half way through, I was going to get her to venture into another neighborhood, and asked her if she had her drivers license with her. OOPS! She forgot about that, so we went home to get it before we could continue. We parked the car, ran in for her license, and by the time we got back outside, it wouldn't start! AAAAAAARRRRRGGGGHHHH! I think my head spun around three times!

So I was in a foul mood yesterday...foul.

On a lighter note, I had to share this story a client told me recently. I thought it was funny.
So one night, my client, "C" was in bed, waiting for her teen aged daughter to return home from wherever she was. It was getting late, and she was drifting in and out of sleep. When she awoke in the middle of the night and her daughter still wasn't home, she called her on her cel phone. She heard a groggy voice answer and she started freaking out on the girl. "Where are you!" she demanded. The girl's voice replied sleepily, "I'm in bed. Who is this?"
"It's your mother! Who do you think? And don't give me that! I know you are not in your room, I was just up there! Now tell me right now where you are!"
"I'm in bed!" she said, getting defensive, but still with a sleepy, bewildered tone. The girl was clearly confused. So my client demanded she get her ass home and hung up.

To be honest, I don't remember the part of the story that revealed where the daughter was....I was too busy laughing at the fact that "C" had dialed the wrong number, and thought she was talking to her daughter, when she was, in fact, yelling at some unsuspecting girl who she woke up in the middle of the night! I have the most vivid imagination, I can picture the girl being woken up out of a deep sleep, by some psycho mama on a mission! "C" was so embarrassed when she realized what she'd done! LOL

I love the part of my job that allows me to hear stories like this. There's never a dull moment when you are chatting with so many different people throughout the day.

Hey folks. It is a bright and sunny day here in beautiful BC, though it's pretty darn chilly. I've been in a fairly foul mood lately, which is probably why I can't decide on a color or style for my hair. I just hacked off about 7 inches and highlighted it. Change always cheers me up.

My car has been in the shop for two weeks now, and my mechanic doesn't listen to a word I say. I'm seriously irritated and feeling trapped at home. Kelly just called me saying he talked to the mechanic and told him we are going to pick up the car tonight regardless of whether or not it's done. I brought the thing in before Christmas because it was leaking coolant. A week and a half later he finally finished fixing it, and when I got it back, it had no heat! So I waited until after New years and brought it back, explaining to him that there was no heat since he had it. Well, a week and a half later he's saying he doesn't know what's wrong with it, so maybe I should buy one of those plug into the lighter kind of heaters. Well, talking to his son later, I found out that he thought I had NEVER had heat and was unaware that I did have heat before he got his hands on it. HELLO! I told him that 5 times! So then he wanted to take another look at it, which took a few more days. Ugh! So now we're just gonna go get it and take it somewhere else. What a pain in the ass.

Meantime, I've thrown out my neck, been on antibiotics for a painful bladder infection, AND had a very sore throat with swollen glands! I need a vacation. Anyway, enough of my whining. I just needed to purge myself of these negative feelings. Now, I must go and enjoy the rest of my day off. It's almost 12, so I'm gonna watch my soap opera (All My Children) I've watched it since I was a fetus (or listened to it.) It's not really that good, just comfortable and familiar. Maybe I'll fix a snack, too...