I hate Mondays...

I really do. There is nothing great about a Monday, unless it's the start of a vacation week. And this, unfortunately, is NOT a vacation week for me.

Random numero uno: While playing 4-point pitch this weekend, I decided that it's probably the most IRRITATING thing in the world to play cards with someone who doesn't know what the f*ck they are doing. Having to pause each time around the table so we could explain/coach/help out someone really defeats the purpose of the game. Very, VERY irritating.

Random numero dos: I totally forgot it was St. Patrick's Day. I did, however, luckily include some green in my wardrobe by accident. And the girls insisted on wearing their new Camo Crocs...well, they aren't "Crocs"...they are Skechers whatever-knock-off-brand. But they are damn cute:So what if they are technically a boy's shoe. Do I LOOK like I care?! I was a tomboy, I'm certainly okay with my daughters following suit.

Random numero tres: My brother got me a $20 lottery ticket for my birthday. I won $40 on it! Woot woot! Then, like a dumbass, I used that $40 to buy 2 more tickets (greedy, greedy!) and lost it all. I'm a sucky gambler.

Random numero quatro: I got my hairs cut on Friday. Like the first haircut in a long, long, long time. I'm still kind of "eh" about it. I took a picture (by the way, I share a "window" with a woman...she must think I'm the biggest retard ever...because I took 3 billion photos of my hair). It's in a low-ponytail. Nice, huh? Let's hope that I can learn to do something with it other than this. Comments welcome, but only of the positive persuasion.