Some odd things have happened to me/in my life lately.
Odd #1: I was home, during a storm, working while my little was napping away. I decided that I would like a second cup of coffee - normally just a one a day girl. I get my cup of coffee, and sit back down. Then, a stupid housefly starts buzzing around. I yell at my cat -"Mackles! Get this damn, bug!" He's too busy having a staring contest with the other cat to pay attention. After waving the stupid fly away a couple times, I get back to work. I go to drink my coffee and notice the fly has moved on. I look in the cup, worried that I would find a fly. Thankfully, no. Then, someone chats me up, and I don't take a drink. After the chat, I grab the cup and take a sip when I feel something small, solid, and not coffee try to come past my teeth. I immediately spit it back into the cup and have now found that damn fly. "What the hell kind of man-cat are you? Not a very good one dammit!"
Odd #2: I hadn't talked to my brother in quite some time, and I texted, he called and was like "Oh, I'm on my way to get my third pre-cancerous mole removed."
What? What? What? He goes on, "You should get yourself checked out."
What? What the? What do pre-cancerous moles look like? "Like dark freckles."
Like how dark? Like Tony's hair, or like a dark brown? "I don't know, like a dark brown. You should get yourself checked out."
But, I don't go to the doctor. Yeah, I'm weird. I'm tired of being told how fat I am, like I don't know and don't do anything but sit on my ass and eat donuts all day. Yeah - let's go get a full body check. I DON'T THINK SO.
Where did all this mole talk come from anyway? My skin issue is that I'm losing pigment on my hands and feet - not that my freckles are turning into moles.
Odd #3: Mia, the other day runs upstairs when we are trying to leave the house. Mia. Mia! MIA!! Come down stairs. Now, I'm getting mad - she is going to go into the corner now! And she comes to the top of the stairs. "I working, mommy."
She planted herself at the computer and started "typing." I guess she does pay attention to me.
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