*sigh*

Sorry, folks. I know you all are dying to hear from me, but I have tried several times now to find something to blog about, but I'm coming up empty. My life is boring. I get up, I do school stuff, I try to convince myself that I need to clean my house for the sake of our allergies, try to take the dogs on a walk without getting heat stroke, shower, go to work, and come home exhausted. That's about it. I suppose I could talk about the trip we just took to Montana, but it's exhausting to even think about. I didn't want to go. The Little Brother wasn't getting married anymore, why should we? But The Mom expected us to come. So we went. We did a lot of things, and I was grumpy pretty much the whole time. Feeling trapped will do strange things like that to you. And I had the obligatory "What's wrong with you? Why do you hate me so much?" discussion (no fight this time, I held myself back, thankyouverymuch) with The Mom. The Dad had to send the usual "Stop picking on your mom" e-mail because that's what she told him. And I had the usual cry fest on The Man's shoulder. I wondered why I ever bother to visit The Parents. We also went to the zoo and saw a couple of movies (10,000 BC and X-Files. I liked 10,000 BC, but not so much X-Files). I forgot to do the school work that I planned on doing. I played a video game of The Dad's and stole The Little Brother's laptop to surf the Internet. I picked up dog poo, and discovered that Dog #2 had eaten part of a stuffed animal and I had to pull the fabric out of her butt because it wouldn't come out. Lovely. I went shopping with The Mom, and she bought me 2 pairs of shoes, one for work and the other to replace the flip flops she had had since I was a baby and had given to me when I was 17 or so. I only wanted work shoes, but she threw the flip-flops away after I expressly told her not to because she thought they were disgusting. They still had life in them, and they weren't disgusting. They were just old. They weren't even falling apart. Oh well. We went to dinner once and out to lunch almost every day. The Man, The Little Brother, and The Dad went golfing a couple of times. And we learned how incredibly noisy our dogs are at night, since they were in the same room as us. And we came home, finally. Next, we are off to visit The Sister-In-Law in That One Town in That One State. Hopefully something a little more interesting will happen before then, or at least on the trip, so I can blog about it. We'll see.