I had a lovely Easter. It was sunny and warm all weekend. I worked in the yard and am totally amazed with how much more work I need to do. Had my Bro and his annoying gf ( of 15 years) and his girls over. Also my sis and bil and sweetie pie nephew too. Even though I talked the Easter dinner plan over with the dietican last week, (eat a little ham, and a slew of asparagus) I ate all kinds of bad stuff that was sooooo good.
I am really steamed this morning. In a moment of insanity I co-signed for my son to buy some wheels. His reason was that it would help him establish credit, blah, blah, blah. Apparently he is late on his payment and it has been reported to the credit bureau. I got a lovely collection call this morning. I'm going to choke him. He got a bad mark on my credit report for a lousy $800 loan. I'm going to pay it off and take it out of his tax return, and that will be the last time I'm ever crazy enough to co-sign for an 18 year old.
I miss Lush, too, Sugar. What could we do to get her back here?