Ricci didn’t come to school again today. She, Goyo and the girls visited us on Thursday night, which was her birthday. She didn’t really say anything about coming to school. I hope she decides to attend some time in the next two days or else they’ll expell her for missing 10 days in a row.
I went with Mario on Friday to the beach to pick up Eenan’s shoes. It was such a nice day but we didn’t get off at the beach; just went straight there and back for the shoes. I’m sort of regretting not going to school now. I didn’t want to take John’s Civic to school, seeing as how it breaks at the last minute and all down the Expressway people are coming to complete stops. I should have taken it anyway. I ruined my perfect attendance AND I have a zero–first zero ever–because we can’t make up quizzes and we take a quiz every day. Grr.
Anyway, we tried resting as much as possible after we got back Friday. We picked Eenan up then went to the movies. We made the mistake of taking the boys with us to watch Underworld. Jaylen was fine–he even fell asleep halfway through like he usually does. Eenan, on the other hand, was crying during the “sad” parts. The decapitations that were going on left and right didn’t scare him and we covered his eyes during the rated R parts, but still, it was such a bad movie to take them to. Next time I’ll listen to Mom when she asks if I’d like her to babysit.
After the movies we went to Wal-Mart to buy house stuff (TP, detergent, etc.). Our darn Debit Card wasn’t working so we ended up having to write a check, which I hate doing. I hope the darn bank doesn’t charge us any insufficient funds fees, since the money was in there but the debit card just wasn’t being accepted.
I spent Saturday morning cleaning the house and then Eenan, Jaylen, John, Mom, and I went to visit Gramma. She’s doing fine, thank goodness. Her Shingles spots disappeared, but she says she still feels a bit of itching.
I went back to Wal-Mart to return a chrome tea kettle we’d bought on Friday. The darn lid fell off so I got a better one. $6 more expensive but it’s so pretty and black :). After that we went to H-E-B to do some grocery shopping. I got a bunch of stuff (including junk food–we indulged this time) and I only spent $105! We usually spend close to $200 every two weeks, but I’m learning how to keep track and buy only what we need. Okay, so we don’t need junk food but we never buy any so it’s okay 
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Did I mention how bad the boys behaved that day? My gosh. The older they get, the worse they act in public. I’m the lady you see at the store that you feel bad for and annoyed by at the same time because she can’t control her screaming kid. I thought it was supposed to get better?! 
Mario and I went to Chris and Nancy’s that night. Yadira, Yazmin, Angela and Tommy stopped by later and all the women stayed inside talking. When everyone started leaving Nancy and I went to her room to watch their wedding photos, which they had put on DVD. The guy did an amazing job, he even made a DVD cover. We didn’t get home till 2am that night. I was SO tired.
We were supposed to go to the zoo on Sunday, but we were so sleepy and the weather was murky (it got better later on, so I wish we’d gone!). I spent the morning doing my homework, which Mrs. C-R was kind enough to e-mail to me on Friday. We went to watch Saw 2 later on and this time we did leave the boys with mom. That movie was disturbing. I liked it a lot better than Saw, but it was twice more gorey. I loved how the storyline flowed though. It was awesome.
Man, I’m falling asleep here. On top of that I’ve got a sore throat and I’m wearing the stupid, huge black pique polo we use as our “uniform”, so I’m feeling quite uncomfortable. Yep, we’re in college and wear uniforms, bleh. We’re not allowed to wear our T-shirt school shirts anymore because of the hoochie mamas that would tie the shirt behind their backs or rip them to look “fashionable”. Thanks, skanks. Now I’ve got to go spend $23 on a new polo because I hate the one they “gave” me at the start of the school year. They better have Small this time or I’m going to raise hell.
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