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| Sorry.... |
| 07.31.04 (1:43 pm) |
It's going to be a bit before I get the chance to sit down and blog....I'm working all weekend, and don't have time for anything else. I'll be back soon! I promise!
Jenn, Give my girlie a big hug from me and tell her that I miss her!
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| There’s a critter in my freezer. |
| 07.30.04 (8:59 am) |
I’ve never been capable of being sneaky….as those of you who read my blog regularly, are very much aware of. Growing up I used to wait till my mom was napping or asleep for whatever reason and ask her for things. Knowing very well that she was asleep and would say yes, also knowing that if she were awake she would say no. Never got away with it, but still tried too many times to count.
I don’t know if this is a southern thing, but there’s a saying “you pay for your raising”. Basically meaning, your kids are going to do to you, what you did to your parents. This statement couldn’t be any truer. I am sooooo paying for my raising...
I, just like my mother, will promise you the moon in my sleep and never remember it after waking up. The other day Bethany calls from her grandparents, waking me up. The first words out of her mouth are “Mom, I need to talk to you”. Knowing very well I’m not going to get out of this conversation we continue. Hours later, after I woke up, she calls again. So very excited, seems our previous conversation I agreed to let her have TWO more hamsters. WTF? I don’t remember this conversation! Then I realize….I’m having the same conversation my mom had with me, twenty years ago. How can I argue with that?
Turns out their baby dwarf hamsters. She gets the brilliant idea to introduce her teddy bear hamster (Buddy) to the new dwarf hamsters (Gus and Sweetie)….this did not go well at all. In fact it ended tragically. Sweetie did not survive. So after calming her down I promise her we will burry this critter, knowing very well I have no way to burry it.
After a conversation with the maintenance man in my apartments tomorrow at noon we will have a small burial for Sweetie. Then we will make another trip to the pet store to try and find Gus a new friend.
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| Family conflict |
| 07.29.04 (2:50 pm) |
After living in Dallas for a year, Bethany was seriously home sick for her friends and school in Ennis. So my sister S, my mother and Bethany cooked up the idea that she could come live with them and go to school in Ennis. After much hesitation I came to the conclusion that this would be doable. I’m very close to my mom and sister; we could do this with minimal problems. Well, I misjudged that by a long shot…..a very long shot. I’m not going to go into great detail, but there were times…and arguments and words that were spoken that can never be taken back. The worst part about it all is that Bethany was smack dab in the middle of everything and there was nothing I could do to keep her out of it.
I’ve decided that it’s not at all worth it for her to not be here with me. I’m not the first single mom to live in the city and raise a child. She’s not going to turn out to be this horrible child that can’t distinguish the difference between right and wrong. She’s not going to end up pregnant the day after she starts Jr. High. She’s smart and beautiful and growing up in the city is not going to change that.
However the bond that she has with her Meemaw and Aunt S is being affected once again by my decision. She’s smack dab back in the middle of a mess that is about her , but as far as I am concerned should not involve her. Once again I’m trying my best to do the right thing, and somehow it just doesn’t come across that way. Well, I’m putting down the proverbial foot. She’s coming home to stay damnit! And that’s that!!
My girlie’s back! Isn’t life grand?!
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| Life… |
| 07.27.04 (2:35 pm) |
Life is testing me…and let me just state I don’t like it one bit. It’s come to the point where I have to tell myself to be positive. Now, I’m not here begging for pity, I don’t want it. There is nothing pitiful about me or my life. I’m just venting, this is my blog and I want to so I am going to!
There’s an old wives tale that states that bad news always comes in threes. I don’t know much about this superstition; however from past life experiences it seems to me to be true. I admit I can be very superstitious at times.
Last night I was out running errands with Jenn, when we got back to my house there was a message from my father. Not my dad, but my biological father Gary. He and I don’t talk much so from experience I knew that something was up. I was right. Seems my grandmother has fallen ill. Gary did his absolute best to “gloss” it over and tried hard not to upset me. He failed miserably. I’m very upset. Her days are numbered so to speak…we just don’t have a specific number.
The struggle comes not from losing someone close. I love her very much; she is my grandmother however I have so few memories of her. The struggle for me is knowing I never will have that. Everyone says when you lose someone, to focus on the good memories you have. I don’t have them though. How do you focus on the positive of the relationship, when one doesn’t exist?
These are times I hate being a grown up! If someone had told me about this when I was a kid, I would have locked myself in the closet and never have come out! I know it wouldn’t have worked…but it would have bought me some time, probably in an institution…
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| Mike’s Tree House |
| 07.27.04 (10:44 am) |
Billy and I met in November of 2001 at Mike’s. Josh introduced us, and after much confusion with just who to give my phone number too, I ended up giving it to him myself. Two days later he called me back and we talked for hours on the phone. Since then we’ve pretty much been inseparable.
Tonight marks the end of Mike’s. The bar is closing down. At one time it was a premiere spot on Greenville Avenue. Mike is a very wealthy guy and went all out on his “tree house”. Many drunken nights were spent in the place having the time of our lives. I’ll never forget the Flaming Dr. Pepper shots they were a lot of fun and a tad bit dangerous.
I spent a lot of time in this place. Billy worked there for the first year and half that it was open. Many nights once the bar would close down, we would have our own after hour parties. Drugs were wildly used in this place; I personally chose not to partake. It finally came to the point where I just couldn’t hang out there anymore because of it. When it started to cause problems for Billy and me, he quit his job. Which was a huge gesture considering he usually made some serious cash only working three shifts at this place. It was truly a hot spot!
However given this is the finally night, it somehow feels necessary for us to attend. The theme tonight is that of a funeral. Everyone is “supposedly” wearing black and so on. I myself have chosen not too. I tried desperately, to no avail, to get out of going, but it’s just not going to happen!
So, in the famous words of Monica, “It’s the end of an era!” Sometimes, I admit, I do miss the good times….
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| Birthday adventures |
| 07.25.04 (10:53 pm) |
The concert was awesome….John Mayer is worth the money to see live. Jenn and I had so much fun, once we got the seating arrangements all worked out.
Every concert I have ever been to, there was always someone sitting in my seat when I got there. I’m sure it has everything to do with the fact that I am always late and we were late…as usual. We got there just as Maroon 5 went off stage and never got to see DJ Logic. The people around us seemed cool at first. However the woman next to me started to seriously violate my personal space. I’m not much for PDA (public displays of affection) this woman however was very much into them…and with me. She petted me…complimented me on how great my hair smelled while stroking my hair, and every time I turned around was rubbing her ass on me. Finally we gave up and moved to the lawn with some friends that were there. My personal space was once again my own.
Jenn got to meet my friend Alice for the first time. She’s young, just turned 21 and plays football. I met her when she started working with Billy. We fondly nicknamed her “Dory” from ‘Finding Nemo”, she’s just like that! She has a true zest about her that forces you to smile and want to be around her. Jenn refused to turn on the radio on the ride home, stating she just wanted to listen to Alice talk. She never stops talking, everything that comes out of her mouth leaves your sides aching from laughter and none of it makes any sense! She’s an absolute Riot to hang out with and made my birthday just that much better!
Saturday, was my party. Billy threw me a party at his sister Signe’s house (pronounced Seena) and had pulled pork, baked beans, cucumber salad, potato salad, cole slaw, and instead of a cake, Banana pudding. Let me just state it was the BEST banana pudding I have ever had in my life! We spent all day lounging by the pool. It was such a relaxing day. Their big into birthdays, so they go all out.
I had a great birthday. Makes me that much more excited about next year!!
Btw…….I have plenty of leftover banana pudding in the fridge if “anyone” wants to swing by and have some!! (hint….hint….)
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| Michael |
| 07.25.04 (10:08 am) |
You were given the name of a Saint at birth, now maybe as you leave this world and cross over into the other, you will become one.
The waiting is over...
We love you and miss you already!
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| It’s my Birthday!!! |
| 07.22.04 (10:16 pm) |
It’s 12:01 a.m. I’m sitting here eating a HEAPING bowl of Mooo-llenium Crunch Ice Cream. Listening to John Mayer, knowing very well in about 7 hours I’ll be sitting next to my best friend, listening to him LIVE!! I’m in a phenomenally good mood!! Ain’t nuthin gonna bring this girl down! I’m so excited I doubt I’ll get any sleep tonight!
Anybody want to join me for a bowl of birthday Ice Cream? ; ) You gotta come to Texas though; you can’t get Blue Bell anywhere but here! Take it from an Ice Cream Connoisseur, it’s worth it!
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| On the lighter side…. |
| 07.22.04 (9:00 pm) |
Last night I was up rather late, struggling with everything that was running through my head. I didn’t get to sleep till after 7 this morning. Roo is an early riser by this house’s standards. At 11 he was wide awake, wasn’t whining, but would not sit still. So I had to get up and take him out. As I stumble down the stairs half awake dressed in nothing more than a cut off tank top, and bike shorts. I could barely even see as I lead him out onto the patio.
We have a small patch of dirt, which I think is supposed to be a flower bed, that’s about 3 feet wide by 5 feet long. I also have an 8 foot privacy fence around my quaint little patio. Sometimes, not all the time we will allow Roo to use this in lieu of taking him for an actual walk. I still wasn’t awake at this point, but he refused to go so I had to let him out. I assume that since it’s 11 in the morning that no one is going to be out there. I don’t actually have to leave my patio for him to do his business.
To my utter shock as I open the gate there’s this guy walking his dog down the side walk. Not only do I hit him with my gate, I scream, he screams, both dogs ran for higher ground. Then I realize what I’m wearing, and that my hair has never looked worse in my entire life. Then the guy proceeds to regain his composer. Introduces himself and informs me that he’s already met Billy and that he knows exactly who I am. Then comes the awkward silence as I try gracefully to disappear into the scenery. I was literally mortified.
And that’s how I started my day and met my new neighbor!
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| Sleepless mourning |
| 07.22.04 (10:19 am) |
I've started mourning the loss of a friend. I’ve never written about Scooby and Mickey before. It’s sad that the first time has to be about this.
Scooby and I became friends instantly when we met. He’s the type of person that when you meet him you can just tell that he’s someone very special. Mickey is his life partner, they’ve been together for 21 years, and the time has come for Mickey to go and be in peace with God. He has full blown AIDS, and because of that he has cancer. Kaposi Sarcoma is the type of cancer that eats away at the tissue in your body. About a month ago the doctors predicted that he wouldn’t last the month. Even though he’s defied all the odds up until now, I just don’t think it’s going to happen. This may sound harsh, but I really hope he doesn’t. He’s not the Mickey we know and love anymore. His soul has already departed his body. You can look into his eyes and see that he is gone and all that is left is the sickness that took him from us.
Scooby my heart pours out to you. The things you have been dealing with in the past few months are enough to overwhelm the best of us. You are truly a very special person in god’s eyes. I’m convinced that your selfless love for Mickey has given you a free pass straight through the pearly gates! I wish that there was some way I could bottle up all the pain in your heart and make it go away, however it’s just beyond my capabilities. I would do anything for you, all you have to do is ask. I’ll be here for you when God decides it’s time for his body to be put to rest. I love you and miss you! When this is all over, I will hold you and promise you that it’s all going to be okay.
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| CAUTION!!!!!! |
| 07.20.04 (8:06 pm) |
I’m having a moment, a moment where I realize I’m getting older. I’m not old yet…but I’m getting there. I’ve noticed things about me that I didn’t even realize had changed until recently. Not just physically either, mentally, emotionally and all that goes with it. It kind of makes me sad sometimes. I don’t know why though. With all that is going on around me I guess I’m just realizing that I’m going to get old and die. This scares the living shit out of me. This is not something I dwell on; life’s to short to be unhappy. However at this moment it’s very real to me, I don’t like these moments.
I’ve never been confronted with death the way most people have. I’ll be 32 years old this Friday, and I have never really lost anyone that was close to me. I’ve been to many funerals and they make me ill, sometimes violently ill. I was sheltered as a child from the death of my grandparents. Recently I lost an Uncle and my mother forced me to touch his cold dead body…and it made me sick. Why am I so afraid of something that is inevitable? I’ve been through the “grieving process” with Jenn too many times, and it’s not a pretty sight.
It has something to do with my family. My brother and sister are both the same way. My sister is seven years younger than I. When her great grandmother passed, she disappeared for two days and never went to the funeral. I don’t blame my mom; I don’t really think she knows how to handle it either.
I just don’t know how to get over being so afraid of death. It’s not just my own that scares the shit out of me; it’s all the people around me. I can’t even begin to imagine what I would do without my family and friends.
As I sit here and write this, my mind wonders away. I don’t want to be unhappy. I want to be thankful. I am in so many ways grateful for what God has given me. My family has its Springer moments, but they are there for me, and I couldn’t ask for more. My friends are truly blessed people each in their own way. How could I possibly not be happy about that?
I feel better already!
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| Movie night dilemma |
| 07.19.04 (10:43 pm) |
Working in the restaurant business has its ups and downs. One of the upsides is that Monday is the one night a week that Billy and I both have off no matter what. Well as it happens it was also my good friend Josh’s day off too. We started getting together every Monday night for what was dubbed movie night. We basically rent movies, cook out on the grill have a few drinks and just hang out. With time, it sort of faded away, due to schedule conflicts. However we have recently started again. Josh now has a girl friend, and for some reason I can’t really explain, I don’t care for her. She’s always been really nice to me so I have no qualms with that. But from everything I’ve heard about this girl, I don’t care for her. Which really isn’t like me. Normally I wouldn’t give a second thought, but most of what I’ve heard has come from Josh himself. He even asked me point blank what I thought of her and I told him. This however didn’t seem to phase him, but he continues to bring her around me. I’m polite, but don’t know how to tell Josh that I don’t care for her being here. By the same respect I don’t want to give up Josh as a friend. I admit I can tolerate her; it’s just that she makes me feel uncomfortable in my own house.
Ultimately I guess I’ll deal with it for the sake of Josh, but is it wrong because I just don’t feel like it will work out between them?
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| What a weekend!! |
| 07.19.04 (8:10 am) |
“The slice” is exactly what you would think it was. A little slice of heaven here on earth. At least five miles outside of civilization. You turn onto mom’s road and you already feel like your home! I had an amazing time. There’s nothing like family and good food to make you feel better. Trust me, after a weekend out in Palestine, I was in no hurry to come home.
The kids had so much fun too. Logan was the best of them all. Clayton was off doing what little boys do and the girls were having fun picking tomatoes from the garden and bird watching with Christi. I’m so thankful Bethany got the chance to spend some time out there. I want her to know how important these people have been in my life, and why.
We didn’t do anything special, just hung out as if we were at home. Cooked, cleaned and watched TV if it was too hot to be outside. The best part for me was poker! Chris as our trusty dealer while moms effortlessly drained Jen’s and my pockets!
** note to self, never play poker with moms again!! **
I’m glad to be home now, but must admit the ride home for me was a sad one. I miss it already, and can’t wait to get out there again!
Moms, Thanks so much for having us out for the weekend! Tell Pops we missed him and can’t wait to come back out!
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| I'm gone...for the weekend!!! |
| 07.16.04 (8:25 am) |
Well folks, I'm outta here! Gone for the weekend. Going to spend a nice relaxing weekend in the country w/ Jenn and the rest of the family! I am so looking forward to getting out of the city and away from all the hectic that is the city life!
I'm sure Jenn will have lots of pics to post, just getting her to sit down long enough to post them will be the chore! Hope everyone has a great weekend, I know I'm going too!!
Isn't life grand!?
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| Check it out! |
| 07.14.04 (1:01 am) |
Thanks to some hard work from Jenn, I have a new look. Which I knew about for the most part, but the final product was done while I was on my way home from her house. I love what she's done, and had a blast hanging out with her and moms!! Please feel free to leave wonderful comments on how great a job Jenn did. (If you don’t like it, then by all means, keep your mouth shut! ; )
I pick up Bethany tomorrow! She’s been gone for a little over two weeks visiting her sister. I’ve only got her for a few days and then she’s off to visit her grandparents in East Texas for a few weeks. This is pretty typical for her, every summer is spent traveling from one house to another visiting everyone.
Jenn, Chris, ALL the kiddos and myself are going to Palestine to spend a much needed weekend away from our hectic lives! This is my first trip out to "the slice" and I am so looking forward to it! I can't wait to get out of the city and enjoy a weekend in the country! Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love living in the city, sometimes it's just necessary to get back to your "roots" so to speak. I can’t express how much I’m looking forward to this weekend!
And just so everyone knows, Jenn was really mean to me tonight! She, Chris and moms were picking on me because of my accent, so feel free to visit her blog and bitch at her!! ; )
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| Pro User |
| 07.13.04 (12:44 pm) |
Yes, I am a Pro User, and trust me; it’s so worth the money! You get to see everyone that checks out your blog, and you get to see how they found your blog. Which I find to be the most interesting part of being a Pro User!
Every time you blog…Google picks it up. So if someone searches something you have written about, Google brings up your blog. You wouldn’t believe some of the ways people have found my blog.
Recently I have noticed people searching for Stafshire on MSN search, and getting my blog as the second or third subject! How cool is that. This new puppy is paying off in ways I never thought of!
Seems lately “Daisymae” is a favored search on Google. I guess I’m not quite what they were looking for, but they still looked! One of these days I’ll have to tell the story of how I got the nickname!
This one has me stumped and speechless, but somehow when someone decided to search “I fucked my best friend’s mom” my blog was brought in to the equation. I don’t know how, and I don’t want to know! (Just so you know, I have never done this!!!!)
Someone found my blog by searching “how to decorate flip flops”; I thought that was pretty interesting.
But my favorite one yet, you wouldn’t believe how many people have found my blog by searching for cereal characters! Yes the blog I did about Sugar Coated Characters has attracted much traffic! I was just brain dead and didn’t have a clue as to what to blog about. Boy am I glad I did now!!
I urge you all to become a pro user if you haven’t already! It’s worth the money, just in amusement!
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| Observations of a new dog owner |
| 07.12.04 (2:53 pm) |
I have noticed that I am now a member of a new society. The Dog owners Society. I’ve met so many new people just because I have a dog. I’ve seen these people so many times I can’t count, but never really talked to them. Now that I too have a dog, they all make a point to stop and chat. I never would have met these people before if it weren’t for the new puppy. The advice keeps pouring in too. I like that I’ve made all these new friends. Their very interesting people. Roo (his new nickname) has made lots of new doggy friends too!
After much digging I have also learned that Roo is a mix bread. He’s a Staffordshire terrier/Rhodesian ridgeback mix. He’s smart too! Potty training is going real well, thanks to a helpful tip from one of my new friends. We were giving him treats for going outside, and started giving him cut up hotdogs instead of dog bones. The new treats are working wonders. He’s almost mastered the sit command. When you tell him to stay he does. Trying to teach him to fetch, but he hasn’t gotten it figured out yet. He sleeps in his crate at night, with no whining, and doesn’t go to the bathroom in it anymore either!
I knew a puppy would be a lot of work. I never thought it would be this much work though. I’ve also learned that I am allergic to dogs now. It sucks, but I can’t get rid of him, we are already way too attached! So…I just have to deal with it and now I take allergy medicine everyday like clock work!
His new nickname is Roo. The story behind it is that when he gets hyper and wants to play, he hops around, like a kangaroo. It’s very cute! I love being a new mommy! He goes everywhere with me, and loves going to the pet store. I’ve always been a cat person, but now I have to admit, I was missing out on so much not having a dog!
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| Coffee Creamer |
| 07.12.04 (12:16 pm) |
If you’re a coffee drinker, than you probably know how important it is to have creamer. I don’t always drink mine with creamer, but thanks to Jenn, I’m hooked on the International Delight French vanilla. As I stumble half asleep into the kitchen this afternoon (yeah I sleep late, most of you know this…) to make coffee, I realized I’m out of creamer! Uh oh….
Well let me just inform you all now, heavy whipping cream is not the same! It’s okay, but it just isn’t the same. Just so you know….
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| Me…bein’ sneaky |
| 07.09.04 (11:07 am) |
I swore to Cyberpal that I would blog about this…so this is for you Matt! Once, back in the day when I used to drink, a lot. A bunch of my friends from the races planned a trip to Shreveport to see the IHRA World Finals. I stayed up late the night before making Jell-O shots, 200 of them!
We got to Shreveport and everything was going great. Then the rain came…the races got rained out, so we all decided to go gamble. Now I’ve never gambled before, so I made a promise to myself not to lose more than thirty dollars. We went to the casino and gambled for about 6 hours. Had a blast too. Got pretty toasted as well. Did you know that as long as you’re gambling, they let you drink for free!! (I only lost twenty five dollars too!)
We decided to head back home, and started in on the Jell-O shots on our trip back. Between two of us, by the time we got back to the track in Ennis all the Jell-O shots were gone. My friend Crystal had a bottle of Hot Damn, so we started doing shots of that. After finishing the bottle of Hot Damn, I was beyond drunk. FYI…Hot Damn will numb your gag reflex, rendering you incapable of vomiting. It also impairs your ability to be sneaky!
Now…the rest of the night, I don’t really remember, but all my friends had a blast telling everyone we know that I passed out on the floor of the bathroom. They should put warning labels on that shit!
Warning: Contents will cause you to sleep in public restrooms!
Here’s a pic of me “being sneaky”! You may not be able to see…but there’s a bottle of Hot Damn in my right hand…..lol (Big Foot ain’t got shit on me!)
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| I'm off to see the wizard.... |
| 07.07.04 (10:10 am) |
Not really...but might as well be!! Got a meeting with a Tax Guru to get this shit with the IRS taken care of once and for all!!
Cross your fingers for me....hopefully it will all work out and I won't owe them anything!!
Chest pains....starting....all...over....again.....lol
UPDATE:
Meeting went so very well! I'm very happy!! Not only will this all be over with soon, I won't owe them bastards any more money!!! Yeah for me!!!
Isn't life grand!?!
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| Inner Peace |
| 07.06.04 (3:11 pm) |
I am passing this on to you because it has definitely worked for me....and as we start the summer we could use a little calm. By following the simple advice I read in an article, I have finally found Inner Peace. The article read: "The way to achieve Inner Peace is to finish all the things you've started".
So I looked around the house to see all the things I started and hadn't finished....and before leaving the house this morning I finished off a bottle of red wine, a bottle of white wine, the Bailey's, Kaluha and wild Turkey, the Prozac, some Valium, some Cheesecake and a box of Chocolates.
You have no idea how freakin good I feel....You must pass this on to those you feel are in need of Inner Peace.
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| Logan |
| 07.04.04 (12:11 pm) |
After reading what Jenn wrote, I came to realize just how little I knew about Logan and his disorder. I feel like in a way I’ve let Jenn down. I should know more about this! So I did go check out the site she had linked. Very interesting and very informative. Lots to read…so I still got some studying to do!
Logan is a very sweet child at times. It’s those times that make it so hard to see him in his moments of frustration. My heart breaks when I see him upset, because he has no way whatsoever to tell us what is wrong. Jenn and Chris have both adapted to living with him and his extraordinary needs. I can’t even begin to imagine how they do it! I admit I myself am intimidated by him. I also admit it is a result of the fact that I know so little about him.
I’ve been trying to get closer to him. I know that the only way I can truly love him is to understand him. I hope one day I will be able to do that! The last time I was there, I sat down on the couch me at one end and he at the other. He had been having some stressful days prior and was still a little edgy. I made a gesture for him to come sit next to me, and after a little hesitation, he did. Logan can’t actually speak in words that most people understand. For the first time though, I did. It was such an amazing moment for us, I think. It’s the first time he and I have ever bonded like that.
Logan is an extraordinary child in more ways than one. Even with his disorder, he’s actually very affectionate. He’s always happy to see me. I try to make a point to bring a little something for the kids every time I go down there. I realized recently that I very seldom do the same for Logan. I promise hear and now, that will never happen again! He absolutely loves McDonald’s French fries, so trust me; never again will I show up that I don’t have some for him!
Jenn,
I want you to know I will do everything I can to learn as much as I can about Logan. I do love him and I want to be able to help you in anyway I possibly can! By understanding, I believe I can do that!
Love you….mean it!!
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| What would you do? |
| 07.03.04 (9:18 pm) |
I'm sitting at my computer playing my latest fetish…The Sims, with my trusty cat Toby in my lap. He’s a Siamese, roughly 8 to 9 years old now, and one of the loves of my life. Toby was the only man in my life for several years, and to be honest, the best! He gave me no shit, listened to me very attentively, and every night when I went to bed, he curled up at my feet! I love this cat, almost as much as I love my child.
Well, while I’m sitting here petting him, playing my game, I notice there is something hanging out of his ass! Yuck!! I scream, Toby jolts out of my lap, Billy starts freaking out trying to figure out what’s going on, all the while I’m on the phone with Jenn. What do I do?
“Billy, will you pull it out?” His response..... “HELL NO!” Shit, I can’t just leave it there, can I? No....I can’t.
How do you psych yourself up to pull a string out of your cats ass? For the record, this grosses me out beyond belief. So, I love on him, talk sweet to him, then as gracefully as one human can, I pull it out. (yuck, again!!) Toby shoots up the stairs like I had set his tail on fire, somehow I hung up on Jenn, and Billy falls over on the floor laughing his ass off! I promptly get up go to the bathroom and hurl. What else could I do? I just pulled a 18” string out of my cats ass, you would vomit too!
If you can’t laugh at yourself, who can you laugh at?
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| My best friend Jenn Part 3 |
| 07.03.04 (1:06 am) |
She’s been my friend since the day we met, some 27 years ago. We’ve never really celebrated an anniversary before, so I am taking it upon myself to designate a day that will from now on be our day. And to mark this event I give to you a gift. A painting I had done just for us.
One of our fellow bloggers, =http://islandartist.tblog.com...”Island Artist was kind enough to paint this awesome portrait for me as a gift to you. (if you want to see please check out her blog, she’ll have it posted there!) I am so thrilled with the way it came out. Jen is truly a very talented artist. She captured our friendship with a vision no one else is capable of. Thank you again Jen, you rock!
So, starting this year, June 30th will mark our anniversary. I look forward to celebrating this day with you for many many years to come! You’ve become a part of my life that I could never live without. You’re my shoulder to cry on, my rock, my swift kick in the ass and so much more! Your so much more than my friend, you’re my family. I thank god I have you!
Love you…mean it!
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