I don’t want drugs…..

I took melatonin last night…About 7:30 or 8pm. I was in bed, lights off by 10pm, compared to almost 1am the night before. Jegs decided he needed to go out at 11pm. So I was up for a bit then, back to bed and crashed. I didn’t hear anything till the alarm at 6am.

Jegs is the black lab cross. He was 10 back on Valentine’s Day. Piper is the boxer/pit cross. She’s 7 but I don’t recall when they celebrate hers. I pick a holiday close. Otherwise I can’t remember. Sprint the cat is remembered on Memorial weekend. He just turned 7.

Sad how I am hoping this time will pass quickly. I’ve had things to do the last two years so memories do not weigh so heavily. This year? I’m cleaning and organizing my desk area. Boring and leave much too much time on my mind to think and remember.

Gary is coming to the house tonight so maybe that will help…..?

Feeling lost right now….

I’ll get through.

Mid life crisis…..

has started.

Friday afternoon when we picked this up from the dealership for Gary.

2008 Mustang GT500.

Ya.

Oh ya.

Caturday…canine edition part 2

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Boo’s 5 for Friday…..

1). The insurance company and I have agreed to do something about my car. Whether or not I get it fixed, I am still entitled to compensation for my loss. So I am taking the check but not fixing the hood. For now.

2). I took today off. Jegs needs a rabies shot. So I’ll give him a ride in the truck so he won’t be so mad about going to the V-E-T. Then Gary and I will head to BRF for a free night at the Casino and some gambling, swimming, good Mexican food…and relaxation.

3). hocus pocus I need coffee to focus! One day I hope to get off that stuff. It eats yer guts.

4). I’ve been reading back through blogs from 2012. And it hits me like a Monty Python Mackerel. All the signs for Nick’s illness were there. The weight loss, the UTI’s, the inability to eat. And it makes me sad all over again. But, not as sad as last year. I’m learning to cope.

5). It’s hot in my office. So we turn the air on. And it blows right on me so I put on my sweater. When the air shuts off, I take my sweater off my shoulder. It’s a no win situation….

So I got a few good jokes last week. This week? Tell me your favorite childhood memory in 2 sentences. Good luck!

GO!

Think about this…..

A group of women were at a seminar on how to live in a loving relationship with your husband. The women were asked, “How many of you love your husband?” All the women raised their hands.

Then they were asked, “When was the last time you told your husband you loved him?” Some women answered today, some yesterday, some couldn’t remember.

The women were then told to take out their cell phones and text their husband: “I love you, sweetheart.” The women were then told to exchange phones and to read aloud the text message responses.

Here are some of the replies:
1. Who is this?
2. Oh, dearest, are you sick?
3. I love you too, whoever you are.
4. What now? Did you crash the car again?
5. I don’t understand what you mean?
6. What have you done now?
7. ?!?
8. Don’t beat around the bush, just tell me how much you need?
9. Am I dreaming?
10. If you don’t tell me who this message is actually for, there will be big trouble.
11. I thought we agreed we would not drink during the day.
12. Your mother is coming to stay, isn’t she?

What kind of response would YOU get? I always got one of two answers. I love you too. Or Suuuuuuuuurrrreee Neil. Either one worked. And I would give ANYTHING to get sure neil one more time.

I used to do this on Multiply…….

Simple Woman’s Day book

Outside My Window . . .is a world to explore. Find a way to do it. Always…..

I am thinking . . .  that I am getting frustrated and overwhelmed. And I don’t know why. OK, yes I do. I just don’t know what to do about it.

I am thankful that . . . .  I have good friends.

From the kitchen . . .  come some pretty good aromas when I am cooking.

I am wearing . . .  my frustration on my sleeve.

I am creating . . .  more memories. Hope they are good ones

I am going . . .  to scream soon.

I am reading . . .  absolutely nothing right now. I need to get my books organized.

I am hoping . . .  that this weekend is fun.

Around the house . . .  jobs are finally getting done. Feels good!

One of my favorite things . . .  is the HUGE smiles I get from Willa when she sees me after work. She wiggles and smiles and COOS so loud….

A Few Plans For The Rest Of The Week . . . Vet visit, Gambling, swimming, babysitting, and Portland services.

Here is picture thought I am sharing . . . *warm sand, good friends, margaritas and tacos from Fritz’s special place in Mexico. Just layin’ back on a beach on the coast not thinkin’ bout NOTHIN’*

If it isn’t a happy ending, your story isn’t over yet.