Saving nickels, saving dimes, working ’till the sun don’t shine, looking forward to happier times on Blue Bayou.

My hubby went back to catch the boat today. This along with a nasty head cold and a case of PMS has got me a bit crabby. As I write this, I am watching a weird movie where Denzel Washington is having a repetative dream where is he tries to kill himself. Anyway, I am just feeling plain moody, but I do have good news. I have found myself a new favorite place to grab a spot of lunch. ROLY POLY! Roly Poly, Roly Poly! Where heart thou Roly Poly? In mine chamber thou doth dwell! Healthy, tasty and affordable is where it's at with two turntables and a microphone! Hubby likes it too. You know, when I can omit smoking and my hubby can forgive the unavailabilty of beer in a restuarant, this place has got to be pretty decent, even though it is fast food. Getcha some of that Roly Poly goodness!

Gosh, I have so much to prepare for this house stuff, and I am not even talking about the closing. I have to design some patterns for cushions for a double rocker that Hubby and I purchased at Angola. I need to find some nice fabric to coordinate with paint color I have yet to pick out. This is why it sucks being a Libra. My charming personality alone will not get this house ready. I don't even know where to begin with the packing, being that we have belongings in two different states and two different locations just in Louisiana alone. Good grief, our shit is scattered everywhere! Thankfully, we have great friends and relatives that have volunteered their help with the promise of free beer.

In other words, I need to write a R&B Christmas carol titled "Jesus was born a Capricorn".