So, I am really bad at keeping up with this. I know. I am excellent at telling everyone about my day on Facebook. Twitter and MySpace, not so much. I just can not really figure out Twitter. With all the # signs before everything. And the retweets. Etc. 


I am now working in a boot factory. It is sort of boring. Can be difficult at times for me to do my job properly if the parts at the beginning of the line are not sewn together and lined up right. But it is a job. And its full time. And I can get benefits.


I took the little man to the zoo for the first time on Friday. He was so excited all week to see the monkeys. We rode a camel. After which my sister decided to call me Camel Toe the rest of the day. We touched a Sting Ray, which freaked Cooper out. We saw a million different kinds of monkeys, it seemed. We saw the penguins, the cutest little otter ever, and a Chimp that got up and danced. However, this was the saddest zoo. No Alligators. The petting farm consisted of 3 pigs, 3 goats, and 4 chickens.  Half of the exhibits were empty. A lot of animals were in the wrong places, due to habitats needing repairs. It made it sort of hard to find things. Oh and the whole place stunk really bad. I mean I know animals stink, but I dont think I have ever been to a zoo that has stunk that badly. I mean some places I just wanted to throw up!


Saturday, my wonderful (cough cough) husband decided to go fishing, yet again. I told him that maybe Cooper and I would like to go, we could follow him and his friend so that when Cooper was ready to go, we could leave and they could stay.... Well, they left without us, while we were getting dressed. He said he didnt know when hed be back and see ya later. And I said, "Yeah well like me and Cooper are going to sit around and wait for you all day."  I took Cooper to the store and bought a child fishing pole, worms, and hooks. We drove to where those buttheads went fishing and sat down right next to them.  Cooper was happy to be there. My husband was not happy that we showed up. But I didnt care. The boy just wanted to go fishing with his daddy. I tried to call my brother to go fishing with him instead, at a lake, so Cooper could catch some blue gills, but he had to work and Cooper kept saying "No fish with Tyler. I want to fish with Daddy."  Despite Rusty's bad mood about us showing up, we did have an okay time. Travis let Cooper help him reel in a fish, then told him to touch it and take a picture, but Cooper was scared and ran to me screaming. He did the same thing with the worms. The kid was perfectly content with nothing on his line but a bobber, he dropped it down into the river, let it float, then reeled it in, grabbed it, and said "Got a fish." He also informed me that it was green.  Once he got whiney and didnt want to listen, I decided to bring him home. We left, after I fought with him for twenty minutes to get in the car.


I guess that is all I have to report. I have not had time for a lot. Just working and trying to clean my house, which by the way is a mess right now. I did have it all cleaned last nite, but then I made dinner. My husband never washed his pots and pans from previous days. And Cooper tried to empty his potty this morning and spilled his pee all over my bathroom. I cleaned that up. Of course. He did it while his dad was playing video games and I was trying to sleep in. Rusty informed me he did it, but made no attempt to clean it up. Lovely. Just what I want to do before I can pee in the morning, is have to run around the house finding things to clean the bathroom floor with. Never mind the fact I might pee my pants, as long as he got to play his video game. This PS3 is going to go through the HDTV and that will be the end of it. One of these days. Or maybe while he is sleeping I will just take the power cords, games, remotes. So all thats sitting there is the unit. Completely useless.