I’m not bitter….

I found myself asking Sperm over the weekend if I was a bitter person.  I was especially trying to guage my moods/attitudes since I quit smoking — “have I been more or less bitchy since August?” I asked him.  He answered, “about the same”.  I laughed.  It was hard for me to deduce if he said that because he was afraid I would erupt or simply because it was true or simply because he is a walking Hormone and really doesn’t give a shit.  Anyway, it made for good conversation as we sat in traffic coming back from haircuts in the rain on Saturday.  Oh, and Sperm had a physical for football Saturday as well and passed with flying colors.  I am very pleased.  I cannot wait for him to get out there and kick some redneck ass.

Contacts, Day 10:  Went back to Dr. Jennifer for my checkup.  (Sadly, she wore a shirt this time.)  All looked good.  I espressed my concerns about dryness and she said there was still a settling in time period to which I said, cool.  For the record, combined with the haircut (and recolor) from Saturday, I look damn good.  Well, from the neck up at least.

The drama at the Missus’s house seems to settling down.  The A/C got fixed yesterday (yes, Sunday) when the guy came over and replaced the part she needed — in the rain.  And this morning, the vanity guy came back to finish the trim.  So, 2 down, 2 to go.  The paint in the bathroom still needs a lot of help and we still need to get a mirror in there.  But her and Diva’s rooms look GREAT.  It is no surprise to me anymore what a fresh coat of paint can do to a home.  She started with gross white walls and now — wow!

I’m glad to see the sun come out.  I so wanted to run Sat and Sun.  We needed the rain though.

Watched 28 Weeks Later over the weekend.  It sucked – bad.  And a shame really considering what 28 Days Later was.