Today I made it through church without crying like a baby. Had a couple tears squeeze out but I didn't bawl. Though I did feel better after communion because I passed a woman who was crying. Yes! I am not the only one who cries in church!

I should be blogging more but I just can't find anything to blog about. I'm not involved in any drama, except for my tv viewing pleasures lol. I don't have any men in my life. All I have is me and Mae.

I guess I could blog about work drama. But maaan after dealing with it all week, do i really want to go there now?

There is one thing I'm curious about. And I really shouldn't be looking a gift horse in the mouth either lol, but just a little of that lol.

I'm supposed to be cutting the grass. I was going to do it today but the morning rained and well by the time church was over, lunch out was consumed, and a trip to WalMart I was done lol. I'll get to it tomorrow before work. Anyways...I wasn't able to get into the garage because they were building the deck.

Bill had all his stuff in the garage blocking the lawnmower. Well I called my dad to see if I had a path because the grass is getting long. Him and my mom both say well the front looks good and were going to tell me I did a good job. Only one problem. I didn't do any mowing.

Some lawn fairy came by and did the front yard. Now my question after being thankful is...um what about the backyard lol. If you could do the front why not hit the back. Obviously they werent concerned about trespassing lol. I don't know, I don't care really. I'm just happy I only have to tackle the backyard.

I'm working a lot of hours this week and had a shit load of hours last week. Even pulled a double. But I need to find a job and all I'm finding is rejection. My mom is starting to get on me again. It's not like I'm not giving her money. I just paid the water bill. She is on me on me on me! So I get to figure out how I can give her 50 dollars a week when after daycare I have gas money and then about 20bucks. This is going to be fun. So the work search continues and now I'm even broker then before. Ahhh the joys of having my mom for the homeowner. Welcome back 16!