Although Spanish has not yet died, one of my main prayers has been answered, Dippin' Dots can now be delivered to my door. The Ice Cream of the future is finally here!! I just need to find 24 of my closest friends and family and have them pitch in five bucks, and we can enjoy the delightfully tasty spheres at our convenience.
Now God, if you could please answer my other prayer and kill Spanish, I'd greatly appreciate it.
PS I just did spell check before I posted this, and its suggestion for Dippin was divine. How true spell check, how true.
Dear Spanish,
Please Die.
Love,
Maribeth
I have update my recently watched DVD list. You should feel fortunate that I have chosen to share such an intimate part of my life with you.
I'm watching Ladder 49 right now, and I have come to the conclusion that firemen are hot. I have also decided that it would be hot to marry a fireman. This led me to search for the Nashville Fire Department on the internet. I looked at the pictures they had up, and have concluded that the firemen in Nashville are not very hot. Learning this information has discouraged me from watching the rest of the movie, because I have realized the chances of me meeting and marrying a good looking fireman is slim to none.
Today was a rare productive day in the life of Ms. Maribeth M. Davidson. She awoke at the break of dawn, which breaks for her at ten thirty. She then went off to AmSouth. After laying the smack down on them for thirty minutes, she left. Her money was promised to be back in her account within ten days, but she knows better than to trust those bastards. She has the original copy of the fraud claim, so she's not worried.
After the butt-whooping she did on AmSouth, she hopped off to the Post Office to renew her passport. She left that location a hundred dollars lighter, but now she can be a world traveler even though it won't piss off Luanne.
Another bank visit came after the post office. This time it was to the Uber-nice Regions. She decided to open a Savings account so Luanne would think she has some money management skills.
Ms. Davidson stayed awhile in Green Hills, running to the grocery store for Luanne and then to pick up lunch for the two. She then returned home to the Crestridge house where she shared delightful conversation with Luanne while they watched two gay men adopt a child on TV.
After lunch, Maribeth went outside to play with Opie. Throwing the ball one million times did not wear out Opie, so the two went on a mini-walk. The cute puppy was not tired after this, but Ms. D was so she returned to Cadillac where she watched a Felicity DVD and paid some bills.
Next was a venture out to Cool Springs on a DVD run. She bought Ladder 49, Alfie, Flight of the Navigator, and Shark Tale. She also tried to get her phone fixed at the Sprint store, but they had no luck. After the failure at Sprint, she went to pick up dessert at Barnes and Noble.
There was a family cookout at the Crestridge house, and all were invited. Maribeth briefly made an appearance before returning home and relaxing.
How productive was your day?
Things Maribeth must do tomorrow:
1. Turn in Passport Crap
2. Go tell Amsouth to go screw themselves
3. Call fence people
4. Fix shower stuff
5. Move into my room
6. Set up a savings account
And then some other crap I can't think of.
Sonic Rocks, I'm going to sleep.
Today at work, I decided to entertain my customers by rubbing my knee across the pavement. I wore shorts to up the entertainment factor. I was left with a bloody knee, and the customers were left with smiles on their faces. Everybody ended up winning in the end.
