Hi there! How ya been and stuff? I have been one super busy girl. I am home this saturday morning for the first time in about ten days. I had family visiting for just 6 days and I wanted to spend time with them and that just ended up keeping both Jeff and I out of the house until we had to scream "SLEEP" and leave to come here and pass the fuck out! So I have been thinking about what I am going to write in here and how and when and why, but honestly I am not sure how to make a short story of the past couple weeks.
I have been missing people lately. Just a couple though, mostly some family I haven't seen in a couple years, just those random aunts and uncles that grew up while you were a kid and went off and had families of their own type of people. People who still love you but have just as much time for obscure socializing as you do, which is none. So I get to thinking and Jeff and I are talking and he thinks that I am crazy right, and that it goes both ways. Which I am cool with, but somebody has to swing the pendulum right? So despite his grumblings, we are going to get in touch with both of our familes and get addresses and actually find out when our cousin's birthdays are and send out cards and stuff and be nice. Life is too short to be afraid of people you are related to by blood. Now marriage, that's a whole different tomato Chachi.
It is gray and overcast outside today, and the best thing about that in the south is that it makes the trees look Uber-Green, and you think for a minute that you would like to go outside and sit under that tree and soak up the cool freshness it should be emitting, but when you actually do go outside this oppressive heat and humidity hits you in the face and solar plexus and you are sure you are going to drown. I just think it's cool, tricksy like. I like to water my flowers on this kind of day so they get a nice drink and they don't get burned by the sun hitting the water droplets. Of course, it's too fucking hot to go outside, so fuck the petunias!
That was horrid.
My dog is crazy. (Did ya hear that? I have a dog!) Ahem, yes, crazy. I think half the time that I am going to kill him, and of course the other half he is being a little affectionate funny dream boat. So I have a dilemma here. I can not afford to have a dog. Jeff and I can, but me alone, can not. I am not sure what to do about this as he has said that Cooper is my dog. So yeah, I need to take him to the vet, but it is going to have to wait, as all he needs in heartworm and flea preventative. But I hate to ask Jeff for money but Cooper is his dog too and I have made that abundantly clear. So the lesson here would be, if you can't afford it, don't get a dog.
Amazing fucking lesson that was right?
Ok I am going to go get some food, talk at ya'll later!