Today is "Let's Just Irk The Crap Out Of Marybeth Day"

I feel really guilty about letting little things bother me today because Staci's daddy is in the hospital. There are more important things to worry about. But I swear...the world is on a mission to annoy the crap out of me today. And because Staci knows me and loves me anyway...I will go ahead and gripe. Maybe it will put a little normalcy in her life right about now.

Things that irk me today: (If it were Thursday, I'd think of 13 things just for the heck of it.)

Stepchildren...ugh. Why do I try to be a good stepmother? Why?

I paid .30 for one little cheese shred. It really irks me when you order a chili and extra cheese on the side. Then when you get it...there's one little shred already sitting on top of the chili.

I ordered a Diet Coke. But I got a nasty butt Coke instead. What part of Diet do they not understand? Did they think I wouldn't notice?

Oh, and I said...Diet Coke with extra ice. I got nasty butt Coke with one cube of ice. If I'd left off the extra ice part...I would have just got nasty butt Coke.

It's raining like crazy today...and I can't go home.

Creating a webstore is tough. But it's something I'd rather be doing than what I have to be doing right now. (I bought a book called Create Your Own Website by Scott Mitchell today. It's all cool and has colorful pictures and looks very reader friendly. I'm a very visual learner so this is what attracted me to the book. Rest assured, I'll let you know.) Oh, but I'm irked because I can't curl up and read it. But then I wonder if it will even work with Yahoo! Small Business. Ugh.

Okay...enough of the irkiness. I am a very pleasant person. Really I am.

On the business front, I'm ready to get things up and running. Right now, as I've mentioned I'm building the website and store. I'm getting merchandise in and cataloging it. That part is a lot of fun! My logo should be ready next week. I'm just ready to get on-line and start doing business. My goal for being open for business is the week of April 12. We'll see how that works out.

Oh, I just want to go home. I sure hope American Idol doesn't give me anything else to gripe about tonight.

Staci...tell Mr. E and Ms. Betty and your sisters I'm praying for yall. If you need me, holler! Love yall!

Later Dudettes.