Happy Hallo.........yeah fuck that

It's my favorite day of the year usually. Not in the mood. I'm sure we'll all get over it.
Long day, saw Lucy after work, she's doing better, still not mobile, but better. She's moving to rehab tomorrow, and threatening to kill me over my ringtone since it's Amy Winehouse, she'll get over it. I know for a fact she can't raise her leg high enough to kick me so I'm good.
I had to run out to meet The Ladies because Annie and The Princess left them hanging, I show up and they're not there, damn. It turned into a longer evening than planned, everyone showed up, we threw darts, the ladies were quite impressive. I got Ms. Fan as my partner, she won a couple for us, she also got shitfaced. Ms. Sweet doesn't really drink, so she was good. We got all the gossip, caught up on Ms. Fan's boyfriend (loser) and had fun. There was also this drunk woman.......we know her so it was ok, but...she kept dancing with me, dancing with Annie, yadda yadda yadda.....Long story short, the kiss was for a guy she's kinda seeing, I hope to hell she blows better than she kisses....Ouch.

My First Flu Shot

Yes, I'm 42 and have never had a flu shot, until yesterday. I've also never had the flu, go figure. Mom's Dr. said we should all get one, so ok, done. I only wanted to sleep last night, but after waking up soaking wet and freezing 16 times during the night, it got a bit old. I didn't get a lot of sleep.
Today I read the paperwork. Soreness, fever, yada, yada, yada.......ok, that explains my arm feeling like it's gonna fall off, and possibly the feverish symptoms last night and now I'm "OMG should I have been around Lucy?" but I have noone to ask.
I'm also not wanting to sleep. I'm all about sleep people, I love it. I have a nap in my office at every opportunity. What the hell did they inject me with? I was industrious today, I got shit done, as in not shit I actually HAD to do. I'm also not the least bit sleepy at this time of night, that ain't good. I should go lie down just because I guess. I'll take another blanket just in case.

Lucy update

Lucy decided to act up last night so they took her morphine, she was not a happy camper. This morning they made her get up and go to therapy, really not happy. I talked to her this morning and it wasn't pretty, this afternoon was better, and by the time Annie, The Princess and I showed up, she was pretty damn full of it. She's still in pain, but after getting out of the Edith Ann chair (She's too short to reach the floor like most people) and back into bed, she felt a bit better. The Princess left since we got thrown out of the room for the screaming, and he was afraid of going back in and seeing hoo-hoo. Annie left a bit later after Lucy was all set for the evening. I hung around, and she fell asleep. I woke her up a bit later by accident so I left too. She just called, she's been asleep until now, so that's good. I'll probably set her up a blog while she's in rehab (no, no, no) and let her tell about it, for now, she's ok so it's good.
Thanks for the good thoughts, I'll pass them along. Ya'll have a good night.

Good and not so much

Lucy's surgery went well. She's in the Big House with a morphine drip, still pretty out of it, but at least it's over. Her new laptop came in today so I brought it home before going to the hospital. Bad move on my part.
Annie gave The Handsome Devil that bone, it upset his tummy. He was in the house all day. Poor guy had an accident. Since Annie laughed about me having to clean it up, I left the puke I deposited next to it for her. Bitch. (Ok, not really, but it came close.) Then I took the back way to the Big House because I'm apparently stupid today, I got lost. I finally found where I needed to be and saw some beautiful houses I didn't know were there so it wasn't too bad. Spent a couple of hours mostly watching Lucy sleep and came home with a headache from hell. I believe I'm going to bed early. Have a good night kids.

Weekend Stuff

Our last minute Halloween Party got last minute cancelled, which was fine since Lucy and I were discussing our last minute costumes when our hostess called to inform us life got in the way and there would be no shenanigans.
We went to breakfast and I WAS going to work, but Lucy talked me into spending the day with her. We hung out, threw some darts last night with a bunch of people and generally had fun.
I was a good girlfriend and removed Lucy's nail polish and trimmed her tree-climbers since she's going in for surgery tomorrow. She'll come out with 2 shiny new knees. Annie asked if they could make her taller, we'll see.
I'm now bored, worried, bored some more and yeah, you get the picture. Lucy has calmed down from "OMGWHATTHEFUCKWASITHINKINGGETTINGTHEMDONEATTHESAMETIME" to "OK, it'll be good so I don't have to do it again later." I promised not to trade her in on a newer model since she will be state of the art now.
I'm going to read the funnies and wait for Lucy to call, hopefully she'll get some sleep since she has to be up at an ungodly hour tomorrow. Keep a good thought for her. Later kids.

TGIF

Annie waited for me to get ready so I could drive us to work. Hour and a half later, I'm taking her home. I blamed her barfing on tequila yesterday, apparently it's a bug. She was having issues on the other end today so....I apologized. I'm hoping that gets me a break from catching the shit, I have enough problems.
I'm still trying to find out how in the Hell This
showed up on my kitchen table.
And (image unavailable) on my couch. Lucy wouldn't let me take a picture, there was hoo-hoo visible. I live in a porn house.

What a day

I woke up at 6am, with bluebirds circling my head, it was going to be a beautiful day, I would go to work early and all would be right with the world. Then I heard Annie barfing in the bathroom, she could have at least used hers. I put a pillow over my head and went back to sleep.
I woke up later than I wanted and this greeted me on my way to work. I managed to get the light instead of the dark, work is over on the left, under that ugly black cloud.
After work, I met The Princess, and we threw some of the worst dart games in the history of the world and finally just sat down and talked. For about an hour and a half. I remember why I love him. We haven't done this in eons, it was wonderful.
Have a good night kids.

Sounds right

You Would Be a Pet Cat

Independent and aloof, you don't like to be dependent on anyone. And as for other people, you can take them or leave them. You often don't care. You live your life by your own rules. And you have deep motivations that no one truly understands. Why you would make a great pet: You're not needy or greedy... unlike other four legged friends. Why you would make a bad pet: You're not exactly running down to greet people at the door What you would love about being a cat: Agility and freedom What you would hate about being a cat: Being treated like a dog by clueless humans

What Kind of Pet Would You Be?

Lifted from Big Pissy.

Headaches and cooking

I've had a headache all day. You know the kind that makes every tooth in your head feel like it's the cause of the pain? Yeah, I was ready to pull that lone tooth outta my head and poke somebody's eye out with it (kidding I have most of my teeth, and those bitches hurt.)
I thought after a decongestant and 4 Alleve that going to The Dive for steak night would be a good idea, I ain't too bright sometimes. I skipped lunch and thought maybe a few beers and dinner would fix me. I had no desire for a steak, a few beers later my head still hurt and I went off had a few expletive laden sentences to share with Annie and The Dirty Old Man because they were on my last bad nerve. It's ok, still friends, but Annie left me a pill on the table, I have no idea what it is but I'm sure it would knock my ass out. I came in and made potato soup and cornbread because that's good for what ails you, so I'm told. Annie kept asking if the cornbread was done, was it done, was it done, I finally took it out and cut her a piece then put it back it until the middle was done, Geeeze. After it was really done, she got a piece with too many peppers. Tough Shit Sweetie.
I'm taking my happy ass to bed kids. Ya'll have a good night.

More costume stuff

Thanks for the comments kids. Lucy has vetoed the wheelchair, even though it would have made her life easier (and mine hell) she's right, it's awkward. So we're talking about the shower scene from Psycho instead, works for me. I have been ordered to buy a rubber knife. Well, really, with my track record? I'd stab myself with a real one, so yeah, fake knife is a good idea. I'm off to sleep, see ya.

Halloween

A party has been announced. Damn these last minute people. I'm thinking we should use the wheelchair so.....
Vote for your fave.
Nurse and patient (blah)
Momma and Norman Bates
Bette Davis and Joan Crawford (Whatever Happened to Baby Jane?)
Dr. Scott and Brad (Rocky Horror)
Tony Curtis and Jack Lemmon (Some Like It Hot)
Other ideas? Cheap and easy works.

Darts and bullshit

The Dirty Old Man beat the hell outta me 2 of 3. I won the series 3 of 5, but we don't really care. He won what he wanted to so we're good. Apparently desire has a lot to do with how well I throw. I couldn't hit a bullseye to save my life most of the time.
After Annie showed up and started playing with him, the Canuck Engineer wanted to throw me a game. (Canuck Engineer is actually his name for himself, I just call him Cheating Asshole.) I won 2, hitting bulls repeatedly. He didn't want to play with me anymore.
Annie had been over flirting with her Dr. Bad, bad Annie. She got samples, and a maybe on dinner, so maybe it's not so bad.
I had enough beer to get an attitude adjustment because today just sucked. I'm gonna shove a Mac up someone's ass before it's over, and I pretty much told her so this afternoon. I've done all I can do, the machine is fucked up, take it to someone else and leave me alone. Fucktard brought that in, I have no software, no nothing, leave me alone dammit.

Women...

Lucy said she was gonna change, I asked into what? Innocent question right?
She said, Someone younger, in better shape and all put together.
I said Let me know when you're done.
I got smacked. And now, it's blissfully quiet, I wish I had thought of this sooner.

It's been a long day

Lucy and I were supposed to go to Armpit last night, that didn't happen. We visited Dad and Stepmom today before heading out to visit The Spawn.
We had a great time with Stepmom, love her, Dad was awol for awhile, showed up pissed off he couldn't find what he was looking for, so we beat a hasty retreat cuz I know my dad, he wouldn't leave while we were there, but wouldn't be happy till he got what he wanted. Duh, where do you think I got it?
Lucy called Mom before we left town just because, we usually give her our schedule, she told Lucy to tell me not to speed, she had bad dreams this morning. Ok, I was good. We left Dad's and hit Asscrack, Al, I slowed down. All was good, the other side of Asscrack, I forgot they still have a 45mph speed limit, fuckers. Barney Fife turned around to come get me because "Yessss, Ossifer, I was speeding." No sense of humor at all on that boy, he musta been city edumacated, fucker. Yes, I got a ticket.
Lucy offered to change places and show her all, but I declined because really, he wouldn't have appreciated the view, so why waste it?
She jumped at the idea of calling Mom to tell her I was ticketed, she's still my girlfriend why? Bitch.
I still had a hardon for the burgers from The Hole In The Wall in Armpit, so we went there. She was pegged as a yankee, and I was recognized as one of the Wolf Clan. I told Lucy later she had ruined both of us, It's bad enough I'm a lesbian, but I have a yankee g/f. Tsk, Tsk.
We finally get to Mom's house, and Spawn makes up for all of it. I'm such a wuss. We had fun with him even tho he was in need of a nap, so was I by that point. Hung out, had a good time, got our cuteness fix, finally got home.
Lucy and Annie started watching that damned Penguin movie, we talked about darts and Annie decided to stay home to finish it after, get this, grilling crablegs, which I ate, damn they were good. I had to start and finish the grill, but she cooked them by herself.
I smoked and came back in, said the house smelled like a cheap whorehouse and got dirty looks from Annie, Lucy and Betty, Betty seemed to take it personally. I'm not sure what she does during the day, but I think we need more electric fence.
Later kids.

Funk is a multipurpose word

When applied to music, it's a good thing. George Clinton and The P-Funk Allstars, Play That Funky Music, Funk Soul Brothers....I like that music.
When applied to everyday life, it's not a good word. Foot funk, body funk, funky shit, in a funk. Sometimes Funk just hits you upside the head too. It seems to have clocked me today.
I'm going to bed, later kids.

I could say fuck, but I'm censoring myself

Yeah, right. I drove over to Elbow to meet Mom for her Dr. Appt. We get there at 9, appt is 9:15, he won't be there till 10, does she want to come back or reschedule. I told them we'd come back. We went to breakfast. At 10, well he's not gonna be there at all, they have to reschedule for tomorrow. The kicker is when she asked if she needed anyone with her, they said No, yesterday they said yes, so there I was. She said "Well, since we're thisclose and you're driving we should go see SoandSo in the nursing home." Fine, off we go. She didn't tell me the home was on the south side of bumfuct. I drive, and drive, and drive some more..."Mom, have we missed it?" "No, I don't think so, I just didn't realize it was this far out." A few minutes later, "Oh, there it is, you missed it." I turn around and there we are, visiting a woman I haven't seen in almost 20 years, and liking it dammit because Mom said I should. I pushed her wheelchair to lunch. At least it was a nice home, I hate those places. We didn't stay long, took Mom back to my car since she let me drive hers and all, and came back to hell because I thought I really needed to work today. Shoot me, shoot me now.
I got a phone call from someone who can't check her mail, she thought I was avoiding her (I would if I could) it's downhill from there.
I threw darts and got drunk after work, just because I can.
I wanted to illustrate, but I'm too fucking lazy. A couple that comes in all the time, he looks a bit like Brian Keith, she looks a bit like Princess Margaret. They're not really a couple, just friends, I think Brian Keith is a bit gay, but anyway... They wanted to play with me and Princess. Brian Keith was my partner. We beat the shit outta them. Princess Margaret was Not happy. She left in a snit, and I don't fucking care.
I'm going to drink some more and sleep.
Later kids.

It's only Wednesday?

I did exactly what my horoscope said, because, well, I could. I'm home, because I was tired after those 15 beers I put on Annie's tab (not really) I'm just tired, and she stayed after I left because she wanted to.
Mom got a call from Dr. Oncologist yesterday telling her everything looked wonderful, she went for the follow-up visit today to find out what she already knows and we go to the Urologist tomorrow to get the stent out. I'm volunteered for that trip so we're good.
It's windy as hell here tonight, they're talking thunderstorms tomorrow which means we'll probably get tornaders. Damn global warming, we used to get those in the spring.
I can't remember shit, I had something else to say, but it's blowing in the wind it seems.
Oh yeah, Boytoy showed up at The Dive, wearing a sweater vest over a t-shirt, camo cargo shorts and had something to say about the loafers The Asshole was wearing. I don't think he should be throwing stones. A sweater vest? Geeeze. Even I have better sense than that.

Well, this can't be good

Dear Rain,
Here is your horoscope
for Wednesday, October 17:




I think they forgot something.
Edited
ralphd00d had an excellent suggestion, I'll write my own.
Dear Rain,
Here is your horoscope
for Wednesday, October 17:
You'll have a shitty day at work because everyone had an extra helping of Stoopid this morning. Go drink some beer, throw some darts, and leave Annie with the tab since she did that to you last night. You deserve it.

Peanuts

That's a Southern thing too I think. Growing up, that was tv night. Granny would parch some peanuts and we'd watch Red Skelton. I guess that's poor southern popcorn.
Sittin in my red rocking chair, watching tv and cracking shells, loving the overdone ones. I still do.
I cooked some tonight for the first time in my life, I just got a burnt one. Granny said hey.

It's Raining

Like water falling from the sky and shit, we haven't seen much of that. I love it. I knew I should have kept my mouth shut, it's stopped now. I love the sound of rain, I sit outside and smoke cigars during thunderstorms, I haven't done that in a long time.
Half of the deck is covered so I sit here and listen to the rain, watch the lightning when it storms, and enjoy Mother Nature's light show. I haven't had a good show, or drowning in forever, we're still behind on rain for the year, not a good thing. That means everything either freezes or floods about Decmber.
I know I'm rambling, leave me alone, I do this all the time. I don't have enough room in my head for everything that goes on there so ya'll get the overflow. I'll go start a new post and bitch some more, how about that?

Party recap

1st mistake- Inviting The Princess. He said he'd show, we offered to pick up his steak since this was supposed to be a "bring your own steak" party. See mistake #3 for that.
2nd mistake- Letting Lucy purchase the steaks. They were beautiful ribeyes, we just ended up with a quarter of a cow each.
3rd mistake- Not checking with The Widow before we left the house because Boytoy bought every bratwurst, hotdog, porkchop and hamburger within a 5 mile radius. (Not that it mattered, our steaks were seasoned and waiting Saturday, I'm good like that).
4th mistake- Attempting to dance after eating almost a quarter of Bessie along with sides. I've got a bit of a hitch in my getalong.
Everything else was great. Of course we ran into a bartender who asked about The Princess because he'd been at her place all day Saturday, she wanted to know if he got home. We didn't know because we didn't see him Saturday night and our calls were not returned Sunday. (Inconsiderate Fucker) He did send a text today with an lame excuse acceptable reason for his absence, so I'll cut him some slack.
I came home and cooked his steak and had part of it for dinner because I sure as hell wasn't gonna let it go to waste. The rest will be steak sandwiches.
The Widow knows how to throw a party. The band was great, mostly 60's and 70's stuff, some Prince, a few other things. The Widow danced the whole night I think. I hate love her.
We saw people we don't see often enough, met some new folks and overall had a blast. Lucy kept bugging me for a dance (even tho she can barely walk) until she got it so she was happy.
Highlights of my evening were walking into the kitchen to see Boytoy and The Widow swapping slobber. I said "EWWWW" and kept going. Later I caught Boytoy in the bathroom, thankfully he had zipped. (Dumbass, other people know about the 2nd bathroom, shut the door.) I don't know why it's always me that gets to see these things, my karma must be fucked.
Annie and I did a bit of cleaning up and furniture moving (since everything was outside) and left before the poker games really got started. Lucy didn't want to play, I refuse to play, and Annie plays, but badly, so we needed to get home.
Annie and I were still late to work just because she e-mailed the vacationing boss last week to tell her we probably would be. Lucy didn't have to leave until 8:30 so I hung out with her for a bit before going in.
Hope everyone else had fun this weekend, I have 2 more weekends of Lucy before she gets new knees and goes awol for awhile so we'll see what I can get into between now and then.
Later kids.

A Party

The Widow had a party tonight. There was much food, booze and a band. I think I hurt something while dancing. Damn, I'm outta shape.

Date with Lucy

I took Lucy to a nice dinner for her birthday because we haven't really had a night out on our own in forever. Yeah baby, we went to Wendy's instead of Krystal. Ok, we actually went to a nice place, I had to wear pants and everything. We scared the waiter, it was great. Apparently he has never seen lesbians before, he was a bit stuttery, fucked up the drink order, and then proceeded to forget things like bread, and bringing our food, but other people did that so it was good. He really didn't spend a lot of quality time with us, but the service was still fine. I just figured he was new. Lucy said she noticed he was much more relaxed with the breeders at the next table, she thought he seemed nervous around us. Whatever the reason, he wasn't horrible and we had a great dinner.
Lucy did make fun of me for cutting up my pasta, I told her it was that or me having Spinach Fettuccine hanging down my chin looking like Cthulhu so she could just fucking deal with it.
We came home with lots of food in a doggie bag and chilled out for a bit, laughing about how we used to get thrown out of places at closing time so we went to The Dive just to prove we could still do that. You see we're home now, we didn't make it.
The Widow was out since Boytoy watches football there with his best friend The Asshole. The Widow, Asshole's wife, Lucy and I threw the dart game from hell, they finally beat us because we couldn't hit bullseyes, but we had fun.
Lucy is on the couch with a SteaknShake milkshake and I'm out smoking with the dogs. Life is good.

You'll never guess who's coming to town

Annie just called, Lily Tomlin is coming here. OMG. The best part? (besides being able to see her I mean), I can screw ticketmaster and buy tickets locally. WOO HOO!
For anyone local, or close by at least, info can be found at Broadway Theatre League.

Sweet stuff

I'm not a real big sweets eater. An occasional piece of chocolate does me fine thanks. I do love some sour stuff though and sometimes pick up something while I'm in the store.

I happened to see these while I was getting my Lifesavers gummy sours this morning. They are fucking awesome. I'm going to have to give the bag to someone before I make myself sick on them.

It's Thursday right?

I got wheels back today, YAY cuz I hate riding with Annie, she scares the shit outta me. I drive like a bat outta hell, but at least I don't do it on the middle line, geeeze.
Anyway, on to my missed dinner and the cause of it.
The woman I told you about last week? Longtime friend I don't see much anymore? Yeah, she showed up at The Dive cuz things are ugly at her house. She's ditching boyfriend of 7 years. We'll call her Big Tits since that's what Annie calls her. I mention her real name and Annie is all "Who?" I describe her, "Oh, Big Tits."
Anyway, she has a piece of shit boyfriend who she's caught doing ugly things online. (Nothing prosecutable, he's cheating) and she's having a crisis. He doesn't want to leave is part of the problem. I told her to call the cops and throw him out, but she's trying to be nice.
She's a good woman, I've known her for a long time, and wanted to tell her he was shit, but how do you do that? Anyway.
Annie went to the store to buy bread so we could have hamburgers for dinner. Annie has a problem with grilling, she can't. I planned to come home and cook and all that. Big Tits kept me out until 9, Annie had chicken salad I made last night becuase she got tired of waiting. I had chicken salad when I got home because, well, it's late, fuck the grill.
I haven't talked to Lucy yet since she never calls me until late, I did text her Happy Birthday, and will make sure she read the post today since ya'll were so nice to wish her a happy day.
The Handsome Devil wants to go smoke and it's fucking cold outside, I need to find a jacket.
Later kids.

Hey Lucy

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

I smashed my finger

Of course I don't remember where I smashed it. I was chopping up chicken for chicken salad and unloading the dishwasher, and inebriated during all this, and now my fingernail is numb. Dammit.
At least it's on my left hand, I can still point and laugh with my right.

One of those days

This morning I got up, showered, got dressed and headed to work. Then I woke up and had to do it all over again. I hate it when that happens.
On the way to work the Jeep started overheating, I cranked up the heater and managed to get to work where coolant started pouring out from underneath (all over my beautiful 1st row parking space). It's now at The House of Hoopty being outfitted with a new water pump, hopefully it'll be done by the time I get out of here since Annie will have to take me back to pick it up. Taking it there wasn't very pretty. The Princess recommended this place, I've never been there. It's on a very busy highway and has practically zero parking. Thankfully a bay was open when I got there since the lady stuck on the highway behind me was apparently having a problem with her middle finger that required her to squeal tires heading off to seek medical attention.
I'm going to attempt to get some work done since all I've managed to do today is re-program the sales manager's new cell phone because he thinks I.T. means I'm in charge of all electronics. Idiot.
Later kids.

BWAHAAHAAHAAHAAA

Gov. Riley declares Wednesday safe driving day in Alabama

Oh yeah, he doesn't have to drive, he doesn't realize how many fucktards are on the roads.

Ummm, No

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Fall Funk

seems to have kicked in. Lucy was doing nothing at all to get on my nerves, but she was. My solution was to go to Friday's and hang out with the guys since I haven't done that in awhile. Cabana Boy and Mr. Volleyball were working, they bicker like spinster sisters, love them both. I spent a couple of hours with them, made a date with The Dirty Old Man to throw some darts and came home.
Lucy was actually on the couch, I had a steak sandwich courtesy of Mom since her steakngravy yesterday was abundant. OMG was it good.
Off we went to The Dive. I won $50 on the football sheet there that I'd forgotten about, threw some darts, had fun....came back home.
I'm now contemplating sleep because Annie is back home and she and Lucy are both on my nerves just because they're breathing. I think this ups my bitchiness score.

I can't even get this right

You Are 78% Bitchy

While you may not think of yourself as the ice queen, admit it, you're often in a bad mood. And it's those around you who often bear the brunt of your annoyance, even if they haven't done anything wrong!

How Bitchy Are You?

Stolen from Pissy. I'm mad she got a bigger bitch score.

I need to watch more TV

Rita Moreno.
"Cane" is the show. Never heard of it, but I'll be finding it.

This might take awhile

Ya'll got your drink of choice? Comfy? Been to pee lately? You know it's not good to hold it. Ok, here we go.
Lucy and I went to Armpit last night to actually spend time with Baby Sis since she was off work. Totally missed out on the movie (I wasn't too upset) we took because we sat around chatting after Spawn went to sleep, but had fun.
Today, we hit the ground running at 8 am cuz Spawn was awake and ready to go. Baby Sis likes to open the door to our room so he can come in and harass us with his cuteness, it usually works. Lucy cooked breakfast.
Mom was cooking dinner since Lucy's birthday is next week (and she's not getting new knees for her birthday after all). Mom didn't go to the store until this morning. Things went to hell in a handbasket about 9:30.
I was clean, got volunteered to chop onions and peel potatoes while Mom and Stepdad went to buy groceries, no problem, we were gonna laze until I did my shit and Baby Sis and Lucy would watch the movie while I took Spawn over to the grandparent's place.
Mom called, she needed this and that. I get to Mom's and it's chaos. Stepdad is ready RIGHT NOW to take Mom's car to be washed and needs a ride. Mom has forgotten something and I've forgotten now what it was, but it was an event at the time. I walked back over to Baby Sis's house to get the car to take Stepdad to get car cleaned, run to store for oil so Lucy can bake her own birthday cake cuz she won't listen when Baby Sis says she'll do it. Still following all this?
Baby Sis took Spawn to Mom's while I made cornbread, Lucy made cake, everything got in the oven and I go over to finish my potatoes and help Mom with whatever. Mom and Stepdad have an argument, I was standing in the middle when he made a comment about all the clutter in the house and Mom WENT OFF. She said Damn. That's a pretty big deal. I was looking for a way to sneak out the door because I felt about 8 yrs old. After that all got out of the way, Mom and I were talking when The Princess sent me a text. I said "I should have invited him for dinner." Mom said "Call him, I'll call J, The Princess is funny isn't he?" (Mom's term for us gays). I felt like I was in the Twilight Zone for a second, laughing, I told her it was too late to call him and get him there today, but "Was she trying to fix up my gay boyfriend?" She said "Well J is a good looking guy, maybe they should meet." I dropped my teeth in the floor (and they're my teeth) because my mother didn't really acknowledge I was gay until a few years ago. Hello, I'm 42 and I've been gay at least since 15, this is a big deal.
The rest of the day was pretty much taken up with The Cripple and The Cancer Patient giving me shit for calling them that. They sat in the living room dishing and making me bring them things because they're too old and weak to take care of themselves (bitches). But they laughed a lot, it was a good sound.
I came home, took Lucy to The Dive and she kicked my ass at darts. Dammit.

My Thursday

I've lost my toothbrush. This is not a good sign. I don't know if I threw it away or what, but it's gone. Dammit. I have an alternate, but it's not the same. I guess I'll be visiting the store whether I like it or not.
I had something to say, and I'm sure it was world-changing and profound, but now I can't remember what the hell it was. Geeeze, I suck.
Oh yeah, Annie and I went to Friday's tonight to celebrate losing The Fucktard. I ran into an Old Friend, lovely woman, she's not doing so well. So I stayed there longer than I meant to, then headed to The Dive where Annie was kicking my ass at darts. I was trying to put a stop to that because I heard a woman say "I'm Horny". In my experience, if she's not whispering that in my ear, it's best to get the hell out. It's not gonna be pretty later.
Apparently she managed to contain herself at least until I finished kicking Annie's ass. Yay her. I would make a blonde joke, but.........nah.

A Million things

Since I've got a million things running around in my head, and about half of them are classified, and ya'll pretty much only care about 0 of them, I'll just ramble to myself.
I was a good daughter today. (I know, shocking isn't it?) Mom had her last treatment, I met her there, Baby Sis was there too (upstaging bitch). Mom took flowers and candy to the staff and some special goodies for The Doc, she's a good woman (both of them, not just Mom), got the spiel on checking up, first one is in a couple of weeks and how she'll be "Under Surveillance" for the rest of her life. Right now Mom is great, couple of weeks if all is well, they'll take the stent out and she'll feel even better. Mom, Baby Sis and I then went to Offal House to celebrate with a big breakfast, all is well. Oh yeah, today is Middle Sis's birthday, so that was part of the reason we went with Mom, it's always a rough day for her. Baby Sis took Mom home and headed to work, I just headed to work, by way of the great bbq place to get Annie a sandwich. ANY...Way... Work was the usual, I get in and it's "OMG, You're here, this is fucked up." Yeah. I took mexican cornbread in for the pregnant woman cuz I feel a need to take care of the breeders for some reason, she actually shared, it was loved, I'm good.
2nd part...
Annie and I leave work at the same time 4:30. It's about 15 minutes to get home. I'll go to the ATM and then The Dive, or sometimes just straight to The Dive and still be waiting for Annie to let the dog out and show up at 6:00. I never call to see where she is unless it's after 6, then I worry. Today, I volunteered to get the dog since I needed smokes and my store is down the road and yadda, yadda, yadda. I get home, feed the dogs, have a quickie with myself and let the monster outside. (Kidding, I didn't feed the dogs). I'm halfway to The Dive at 5:00, Annie is calling wanting to know where I am. WTF? We then picked up green peanuts courtesy of The Dirty Old Man, kicked some ass at darts, and one of us got home much earlier than the other (Bitch). When I got home she told me work shit I really didn't need to know and now I'm sharing, aren't you happy?

I'm gonna get mushy again

I was watching CSI, it's a re-run again, one of the stories is about a woman with Porphyria. That made me think of a friend I haven't talked to in a long time, my fault for not keeping up, and got the train running to how many people I've known and loved that I don't talk to anymore. I'm terrible about that. Hell, I'm bad about talking to my family, I can't be expected to keep up with other people. It's a character flaw I need to work on. I called brooklyn and left her a message since it was late and all just because. She and I have been friends for about 10 years even tho we've never met each other. It's all her fault, she'll call me out of the blue, sometimes I answer, sometimes not....but she's taken the time and made the effort to keep up with me. I need to give a bit of that back, to her and other people instead of living in my own little world over here.