Vegging out

Today is one gloomy day! It started out decently sunny but cold and then out of nowhere clouds came in and it's been raining since. It's nice to get rainy days every now and then. Come summer we won't see rain probably till monsoon season. Sure makes me really sleep though.

My husband can't make up his mind. Apparently he wants to go vegetarian again. Sheesh. Wish the dude would make up his mind. I won't be going fully vegetarian with him just yet because I need to the protiens and iron from meat right now. So today's shopping should be fun. Lets if I can remember all the stuff he likes to eat. And lets hope he actually eats the veggies I buy. Last time he said he wanted to do this a whole bunch of salads and veggies went to waste because he never touched them.

So I sold off most of my yarns and all of my fabric. Yes you read correctly all my fabric. The person that bought it got it for a steal too. I sold all of my fabric for just $15. Why so little? 1) because I know people are cheap and 2) I just wanted it gone so the lowest price possible guaranteed it was out of my house with in 24hrs. In total between the yarn and fabric I made almost $60.

Where did that money end up going? Right into new clothes for Mannix. Well new used. He didn't need to much more but when it comes to pants and stuff he's growing into larger sizes fast because of his cloth diapers. So after groceries today I will begin attacking his room and getting the clothes straightened out. I want to redo his closet and reorganize his room a little bit.

Well Mannix didn't get his helmet today. When I showed up for the appointment I was informed the lady called in sick. Joy. Because I was the first appointment for the day I didn't get a call because the lady called in shortly before my appointment I guess. He got rescheduled for tomorrow. Since it's a later appointment I should get a call if she didn't show up tomorrow again at least. Mannix was spared another day.

I hate how thoughts of my dad creep up on me. Lately I keep randomly thinking 'oh I haven't talked to my dad in a while I should probably call him' and then it's like Oh shit thats right I can't. Yea it pretty much sucks balls when that happens. I don't know how long that will keep happening. I had a dream maybe 2 weeks ago that I got to talk to him on the phone. In the dream he was already gone but somehow I got to talk to him on the phone. That was a nice dream to have. We got to say our I Love You's and I got to tell him how much I missed him and stuff.  I want more dreams like that. I miss him so much.

I decided my next tattoo will be the nickname he called me 'Nista'. I don't know where I want to get it yet but i've decided on the tattoo at least.