Dishes. I hate doing them. I walked through the kitchen and there is this huge pile of dishes that need to be done. The good person in me says that I should start washing and spare my grandma from the hassle. Yet did I follow through? Absolutely not. Even for my grandma, who I love with all of my heart, I could not bring myself to start washing. Does that make me a bad person? Possibly.

I could try to justify myself and say that if we didn’t have a dinky little sink that’s barely useful and instead had one of those nice big farmhouse sinks I would feel more inclined to do the right thing, but that would be a bold-faced lie. I just hate doing dishes. If it’s a few glasses or plates or something, I don’t mind. Big piles that are overflowing and starting to take over the counters on the other hand? I cannot bring myself to touch. We need a dishwasher. Seriously.

Well, I’ve had a busy weekend so far. Friday I went shopping with my mom, Blaine and Cody. The boys wanted to buy some new clothes for school. They managed to blow all of their money pretty quickly. I didn’t see too much, but I did buy Tori’s gift.

My brother is a hoot. He loves to do impressions of people. He was doing them of Bart and my uncle. Crazy kid. Along the way he and Cody spotted some used Harleys for sale along the road and babbled about that. Then my brother was trying to convince my mom to buy him an Eclipse from some guy that was selling them somewhere. I really didn’t get the details. I usually just sort of shut off after a while. I think I’m getting the hang of this selective hearing thing. We dropped Blaine and Cody off to meet their girlfriends at the park, and I hung out at my mom’s house most of the day.

Tori was with Mitch, and Allyson was supposed to pick her up at his house while she was in town. She had to go straightened out some stuff with the financial aid office at school, and she was going to get her afterwards, but Mitch decided to change plans and said he’d bring her into town later. He was supposed to drop her off between four and five, and Allyson called when she didn’t hear from him, and he’d made some more plans and said it wouldn’t be until later, so, naturally, she was upset. Then he called back a couple of hours later to say he was on his way into town. It should have taken him thirty minutes to go to the house. He didn’t show up for another hour and a half. So Bart had a few words with him. I won’t get into the details, but I think Allyson and Mitch had talked through things enough to be civil and have a tentative schedule for seeing Tori.

Then today we had Tori’s birthday party out at the park. She had a strawberry cake with chocolate chips in it that my mom made for her. She seemed to enjoy opening her presents and she played in the park with Dennis’ (Allyson’s new boyfriend) niece.

Tomorrow I have the last of the family reunions to attend. I’m anticipating a lot of food and a lot of people, as there is every year.

I need a new layout. Really bad. I should probably attempt to make something soon. I feel like I’ve sort of let this blog go lately, but then again I sort of feel that way about everything. I have so much I need to tend to, but I just haven’t brought myself to do it. I have fanlistings beyond fanlistings I need to update with new layouts. I have this giant To-Do list on my desktop - using Rainlendar - and if anything, I feel like it’s just staring at me, mocking me and telling me to get my ass into gear and do something.

I’ve been in such a weird funk this past week, though. I don’t necessarily feel sick, but I just feel like I’m completely drained. No matter how much or little I sleep, I’m still tired. I keep hoping I’ll snap out of it. I suppose getting out more might help. The weather has been nice the last couple of days. I keep telling myself I’m going to go chillax on the front porch and read or something, but I just haven’t done it.

The other day I felt like we were dropped into the middle of the great flood or something. It just rained and rained all night. I guess some good did come out of it. The grass looked about dead, and Bart figured him and Blaine wouldn’t have to come out and mow again for at least a couple of weeks if not at all, but the grass seems to be back in fine form now, so I guess that means more mowing.

Regardless, I feel like the summer is slowly coming to an end. My brother starts school on Friday, and my sister goes back next week. Pretty soon Tori will be off to pre-school. It will be time for us to put on the outdoor furniture covers and start bundling up for fall. I’m not ready for that. I love the summer, but like all good things, it has to come to an end, I suppose.

Oh my gosh. I am so tired. I couldn’t get to sleep early last night like I was hoping, and I had to go to a family reunion today. It was pretty small, but the food was good. I actually had a really good time. The funny thing about family reunions is that I always go and end up talking to my immediate family, like I never see them. Well, I guess I don’t see them a whole lot, or at least usually not long enough to just hang out and talk to, so I guess that makes the difference. I have another one to go to next week. It’s a bigger one, with an abundance of food and not enough seating, but it’s my favorite one regardless.

I watched Tori on Thursday, and then I got to see her for a little bit on Friday before her dad came to get her. On Thursday, I made her lunch - chicken noodle soup - and we watched Peter Pan. Well, I watched and she wound up playing in her toy kitchen most of the time. It felt weird watching a movie on the TV because I usually watch movies here at my computer just because someone else is usually watching one of the televisions.

I’ve been seeing those commercials about needing some sort of box for your TV if you don’t have cable or satellite or whatever it is. I imagine eventually everyone will end up going to a LCD HDTV before too long. Luckily, we have satellite, but my grandpa did buy one of those boxes even though we didn’t need it. It actually wound up being more of a nuisance than anything because we couldn’t get the DVD/VCR to work right and spent forever trying to fix it. Eventually, he just took it out of the living room, and I’m not totally sure what he did with it. But I hate stuff like that. I don’t know why they can’t just let things be. Of course, it’s all about money. Darn money hungry people!

Yep, Breaking Dawn is out. Unfortunately, my copy didn’t come in the mail today. But I am going to town in just a little bit, and I’m going to pick up a copy because I can’t wait any longer. I figure I can probably just sell the other copy I ordered. No big deal.

I forgot to mention yesterday that the pair of capris I bought were actually about three sizes smaller than what I would normally get. Granted, they do have the elastic waist, so I’m sure that makes a difference, but it did feel good to get something smaller for once. I hate thinking about my weight because it just depresses me. I watched The Holiday the other day, and I was envious of the house in the movie because there was a room full of fitness equipment, and I think it would just be so awesome to have something like that. I might be more apt to exercise. As it is, I feel too self-conscious to go to gym or anything like that. Just, ugh. I hate thinking about it. Of course, I think shopping should be deemed a form of exercise because there’s a lot work in it. Walking, trying things on, lugging around armfuls of stuff. It’s not easy!

On a completely different note, I watched Fuse the other day. Which is shocking in its own right because I just about never watch TV in general, but I heard this song called “Emergency?” by The Higher, and I really loved it. I went to their MySpace to check out some more of their stuff, and I really like it. I might have to buy their album. I love finding new music. I just wish my bank account could keep up with my music addiction.