Monthly Archives: December 2018
Busy day…topped off with a dirty martini
So, if you’ve been reading my blog for any length of time you know how much I hate grocery shopping.
That’s where I went today. I lucked out on the grocery store not being too peoplely. I managed to get everything I needed except one item I forgot–sour cream.
I got out of there and went to the pet store to see if they had Lucy’s chondroitin in stock since they were out of it last week when I was there for her dog food. (She took her last one today.) Yay they did!
After that, I stopped at the gas station to top off my gas tank.
Tonight after dinner, dishes, and a couple hours of reading I had a nice dirty martini.
I don’t have to go anywhere tomorrow. Maybe Lucy and I can sleep in?
I will have to go to the farmers market on Thursday, The Curmudgeon is out of his cookies and I need a few things for my and G’s Christmas/Yule traditional party.
We’re going to eat, drink, and be merry while watching some DVDs.
2016’s feast I’m afraid I forgot to take a picture last year.
2015’s feast
But…we want to sleep in.
Lucy and I were both hoping to sleep in this morning.
Nope, The Curmudgeon came wandering down almost on the dot of ten.
I groaned, dug my head deeper into my pillow, Lucy did a major nose tuck behind me and actually fake snored. What a dog! LOL
So The Curmudgeon began bugging me about what time he was supposed to get his new glasses today.
2:00.
He drove me bonkers about it until were on our way. Geez, it really is like living with an over-sized 3-year-old.
He now has new glasses only 1 pair was ready which means I have to take him back for the second pair when they get here. Oh joy.
Soul sucking sadness
It’s a deep, dark sadness that enfolds my soul every year at this time.
Mom and Dad are gone.
Baby sister Mary is gone.
Eldest sister Betty is gone.
Second sister Kay is gone.
Grandparents are all gone.
Aunts, uncles, and cousins live at a distance I never see them.
Older sister the bitch is soulless, cold, and out of my life. Oh yeah… that is actually a high point.
Husband is here but mostly not here. His MS has taken over and rules him. Life with him is not a joy.
So there are black hole soul sucking sad days that take over especially at this time of year.
MS destroys more than the person who has it.
He makes me question my sanity most days.
The stress he creates is unbelievable.
It’s bad when you look forward to a doctor appointment as a means of escape.
It’s sad really.
My temper is so short these days, I don’t like me much.
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Time to get out of the house…
What is it that drives me so crazy that I can’t stand to be home these days?
His MS brain. Even though I know it is the disease affecting his brain and causing his pita behavior, there are days where he’s driven me past the point of tolerance and I just have to get away from him.
It’s the little things that build up and finally get me to the boiling point.
The only thing that helps, that lessens the growing steam, is getting out of the house before I explode into a complete and total mean-ass bitch.
Catching up on my reading…
I’ve been snuggling up on the couch with Lucy and reading every night for several hours.
Seems my Kindle is so loaded with books it keeps telling me it is low on memory.
Probably because I downloaded a lot of free book bundles. So, I tried to get all them read and it looks like I succeeded.
However, I am still getting the low on memory pop up.
Back to reading!
Individual 1
Buh bye!
Mueller’s coming to take you away. Haha! He’s coming to take you away!
To the jail cell for your treasonous ways.
He’s coming to take you away. Haha!
My champagne is chilling while waiting to hear of you sitting in a cell.
He’s coming to take you away. Haha!
I ‘cleaned’ my desk
Well it is mostly clean. It is purged.
I can’t reach the top of shelves and really need to take every down from there and off of the lower shelf, dust clean, and purge.
I have a box of items and I need to figure out what to do with them.
There’s my Minion fart gun I hate to give up because it is so much fun playing with the neighbor’s kids with it. I probably should give it to them…
Papers and things I need to either file away or toss out.
There’s computer cables and wires and usb connectors and port multipliers…
The box needs sorting, I’ll get around to it.
I got this e-mail today….
Hello Everyone,
When she went into hospice I mourned. I knew I wouldn’t be able to keep in contact with her.
My friend’s life is at its end in hospice I got the e-mail at 5 a.m. 12/8/18, she died later that night at 8 p.m..
It’s only a few days until her birthday. I usually send her her favorite fruit–same as my Dad’s was–pears. I wish I was sending her pears again this year.
I didn’t post her name or her caregiver’s for their privacy.
RIP dear friend.
The blank page…
There’s not much that’s more frightening than a blank page.
I should have something to write about.
Nothing comes to mind.
My mind is as blank as the page I face.
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