I so rarely post to this journal that it's almost a waste to have it, ya know? Almost everyone at Dogo is full of baby love, which is a lot of fun. It's nice to see my friends going into a new phase of life. Facebook turned out to be okay (even though people keep asking me to join games that aren't really my style). All of my animals are doing well; as a matter of fact Brava is doing fantastic. She's gigantic at 154 lbs. I'm glad I taught her how to walk on a leash when she was very, very small. She's a perfect dog, hardy, hairy and not afraid of anything. She behaves very nicely but in true CO fashion she won't allow strangers to touch her (or me). She's a good dog. My other girls (who I rarely mention because of the loony-tunes) are adjusting nicely. Walking is quite an adventure and I'm glad nobody chases squirrels!
We may be moving (again!) but close by. Our income has lowered while our mortgage has stayed the same! Not good. We found another place that is not nearly as nice, but has a much nicer yard, bigger yard. I'll have to transplant some of my plants to take with me and my shrine to pets who've crossed the bridge. The shrine won't be hard, but the plants have really grown. I can't leave them though. I take the flowers over to the cemetery for LS, G and Poo-Kitty.
My niece will be two in Nov. which is extremely hard to believe. Everyone says she is a lot like me. She likes to have books read to her and she's really a chatterer. Her favorite things are books, "Dora! Dora! Dora!" and 'Mo! (Elmo). I bought some socks with Elmo on them for myself and she made me take them off so she could have them. CUTE!
It's Hurricane Season and we're all ready if we have to leave. Hopefully there will be no evacuations this year. Keep your fingers crossed!
- Mood:
cheerful
Wow, I just noticed it's Friday the 13th. No wonder I couldn't get my gumbo.
- Mood:
hungry
You just have to giggle.
- Mood: cheerful
2. My niece's favorite word is 'babababababa.'
3. Meanness comes from low self esteem.
4. If you believe in prayer, then pray for those who have small lives and bitter concerns.
5. Pecan Praline Ice Cream is delish.
6. Big mouths hide little hearts.
7. Warm tea and homemade biscuits solve almost all problems.
- Mood: peaceful
Oh, if you're on Facebook let me know so I can add you as a friend.
But right at the end of my post I deleted the whole damn thing and decided to post nothing at all. What in the world is the point of being a mod at a forum that I can't talk at, or share things at or be a part of? Because of those duel stupid bitches DO and Daina and their stupid unfounded, accusations I don't even feel comfortable over at Dogo anymore.
Whatever. Their lives are small and I've got the police on my side so if they want to continue their little stalking games they can have at it. I do sincerely believe in Karma, and that you reap what you sow. I may not feel like sharing over at Dogo as much but I'll be damned if I let either of those knuckleheads influence what I want to talk about on the Internet. They can kiss my creamy, toned ass.
Speaking of toned, I'm thinking about buying the Malibu Pilates. But would I use it? Ahh, there is the rub.
It's not what you think. I know I'm suffering from depression but I just can't let it get me down anymore. I'm going back to the doctor to get some meds and get out of this terrible funk. I'm going to make a major change in my life including (a) a new Internet identity; my old porn name is getting tiresome; (b) I'm really, really, REALLY going to put up a website for every damn domain I have and try to make some money and (c) I'm going to lose some weight. I'm tired of looking like a tired grandmother everywhere I go. I'm starting today; there isn't any need to wait anymore.
A change is going to come, oh yes it will.
By the way, is it lame for someone over 30 to have a Myspace page? I don't have one, but I thought it might be a good idea to promote my new identity (along with a Facebook page). But is that too flaky?
- Mood: rejuvenated
Today is my one year anniversary. Mike gave me a $100 dollar bill because the first year is paper. I gave him a card, but I also am giving him a bunch of love coupons that he can redeem at any time. I read somewhere that it's a good idea to keep an anniversary diary so that you can always remember where you were and what you did on your anniversary. Good idea. I think I'll go get a book from Michael's Craft Store just for that purpose.
- Mood: happy
Shanahan wanted a couple of crabs as well. His mood seems to be quite rocky since he's been here. I can only imagine what my mother feels like dealing with this on a daily basis. He also sleeps a lot due, I'm sure, to his medication. He remembered how to peel the crawfish, but once he realized I could do it faster he sat back and let me pop them in his mouth. Obviously he's not as mentally challenged as one might think.
- Mood: amused
By I can't really complain. Today has been a very good day for Mike and me. You know that gooshy feeling you get when you first start to like someone and you're pretty sure they like you too and you really think you will like each other with your whole heart soon? I got that feeling for Mike today for the first time in a long time. And when he kissed me goodbye for work it was a real kiss, not a I'm-kissing-you-cause-that's-what-husban
But I wouldn't be me if I didn't feel guilty about something and today I feel guilty about Docbrite (http://docbrite.livejournal.com/) who, though she has just recently moved into her house, has books on her shelves and pictures on her walls. Her cute house looks like a house. I, on the other hand, have been living in my new house since November and I haven't put a single picture on the wall. I still have unpacked boxes. What a slug I am!
No. I'm not okay. Yes. I am okay.
So yesterday right before bedtime Mike said, "I wish I was as tough as you are. You're so hard." Why do people tell me that? It's not true! I'm practical. I mean, what choice does one have? Life is hard; no one promised it would be easy (all rainbows and butterflies and pretty little bunnies). So you have to toughen up and make it through. Right?
Toughening up.
I'm bored. Who would have thought that chaos could be so boring? Isn't that odd? Now all I need is a fire or a flood or a famine. Then I could be really, REALLY bored. Maybe I should try writing? Or I could have an online affair. I could make up a totally different persona. I'd call myself Jenna and I'd say I worked as a bartender. I'd say casually sexual things like, "I love thongs. I've got like a hundred of them!" I'd be ever so slightly stupid and I wouldn't know the meaning of words like conglomerate or ballad. How much fun would that be?
- Mood:
bored
Well although I have no clue as to who Drake Bell is when I mentioned it to my little eleven year old neighbor she practically swooned. I say she's little but she's much taller than I am. Much. Apparently Drake Bell is a very hot, young actor. My idea of hot is still Johnny Depp. I am OLD.
Anyway, I made a couple of calls and I'm taking her and her friend to the set today to meet him. They are beside themselves with excitement. I keep telling them to be cool, but I anticipate some squealing and lots of girlish giggling. I think we'll have fun if I can keep them from fainting.
- Mood: happy
I guess I'm most disappointed because I don't think the boutique/yoga idea is going to pan out. It's no fault of Bruno's. But the people who are coming in for yoga just aren't in the mood to make purchases. And I have to be quiet while the yoga classes are going on, which is of course counterproductive to salesmanship. Sigh.
One of these days things will click for me, won't they? Won't they?
- Mood: depressed
Originally published at Nola Ranch. You can comment here or there.
Nope, we’re still in Kansas….ah, I mean New Orleans.
So in case you haven’t heard a tornado ripped through New Orleans, devestating several neighborhoods! The italics are all the media. In actuality the tornado was pretty bad, but lots of people were very, very lucky. The Boy and I were fortunate. A tree is down on the roof, but we are safe. Thank goodness! The insurance dude has already been out here so the cogs are in effect. We’ll be fine.
Originally published at Nola Ranch. You can comment here or there.
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