February 27th, 2008

13 Reasons Why I Love MY Home

I’ve been away for pretty much 2 weeks. And that sucks. I was first in NY for the humongoid Toy Fair, which was F.U.N. fun. When HockeyMan and I returned last Wed, we knew it might be short-lived b/c his grandmother was sick. She unfortunately passed away last Thurs night. So I decided (a bit too quickly I know now) that he should go BACK to NY (his family is from Long Island) and I would go to my parent’s house until today since they had my girls.

Oh, lordy. Mama can NOT live without her precious internets. Backstory - my mom’s compy died a few weeks ago, and with it, the internets connection went with it. So for the past 5 days, I’ve had spotty - at best - internets service. All of this travel has put me back, oh, 2 WEEKS on my website orders. Talk about some PISSED off customers. What can I do? I am but a one-woman company.

Anyhoo, here’s my 13 reasons why I LOVE being home:

1. It’s MY HOUSE. MINE.

2. It smells like MY HOUSE.

3. My DVR. How I’ve missed you Big Brother, RW/RR Challenge, ANTM, Mad Men, L Word, etc.

4. My bed. Nothing compares to your own bed.

5. My internets connection. Ahhhhh…. Continuous service!

6. Mess. My mother lives with NO mess. I can’t think straight with all that neatness.

7. My chair. My ass fits perfectly in MY chair.

8. My shower. All MY stuff is in there. And in full size bottles.

9. My toilet. I can crap away all I want in MY toilet.

10. My yard. I can let my dogs out without a leash to poo amongst the weeds.

11. My girls’ bedroom. They have their own beds. Ahhhh….

12. My Taco Bell. Even though I’ve decided not to eat fast food, I like MY Taco Bell.

13. MY INTERNETS.