AHA! Yeah, I wouldn't be married in the 30's...

17 As a 1930s wife, I am Very Poor (Failure) Take the test!

Periods are FUN!!!

No, really. They are. But at least I've started now instead of the day before Paul gets back from work. Hopefully this means I should be feeling well enough to go to his high school reunion with him, God willing.

I've been spending more time in the garden. Rogue has a run around in the middle of the day to get the sillies out of her system. I sit in the grass and enjoy the beautiful sunny weather. (It's winter, but we're having a fine spell). Such a beautiful day, actually. The light has a more golden, watery quality to it in the winter. And the sunlight is so warm and lovely, instead of burning and stifling.

I'm going to paste an excerpt of a letter I wrote to my darling man yesterday, because I can't be fucked writing this all out again (LOL):

I was lying in the grass, listening to Rogue run around when I felt a weight on my foot.  And I thought, "Is that Rogue?"  I sat there lazily for some time, not thinking about anything, not bothering with the weight, until I realised Rogue was at the other end of the garden, not anywhere *near* my foot.  Curious, I lifted my head - and a Willie Wagtail had perched on the toe of my ugg boot!!!  I sat up in shock and he flew away, then came back and perched on a metal spike near me, having a look at me.  It was SO CUTE!!   I felt like Snow White or something!  *laughs*   Then my dickhead cat had to spoil the moment by trying to *catch* the bird.    She failed, miserably, and at one point the bird turned around and told her to fuck off in Willie Wagtail-ese.  I was quite impressed with the bird's courage.

I had a rather strange weekend because I was all hormonal and feeling rather crappy because of the Tramadol (still am) and had a bout of insecurity about things. A phonecall later and I'm much happier, but I felt incredibly stupid for having such a fit of - whatever you'd call it.

Ahh, the cramps are getting stronger. In a couple of hours I'll be beyond words. *sigh* Isn't it great to be a woman?!

OMG OMG OMG OMG!!!!

I never thought my ability to SPOUT SHIT would get me ANYWHERE.

BUT I JUST WON A BUTTLOAD OF MAKE-UP!!!!!! REVLON MAKE-UP! OMFG YAY!!!!

I AM SO EXCITED! NEW NAIL POLISH YAY! MAKE-UP! YAY! I LOVE MAKE-UP!!! *SQUEALS WITH UTTER DELIGHT*

Catching up wit' you bitches and hos.

Okay. So I was feeling a little disconnected this morning so I decided to read up on my friends list. If you happen to get a pithy or over-enthusiastic comment from me in two-week old posts, don't worry, the internet is working, it didn't eat my posts and spew them all out at once. I'm just playing catch-up, that's all.

If there's something huge that's happened to you that I've missed - I AM SO SORRY. My life has been - bug-fucking-NUTS lately. Sister's wedding, depression, sexual assault, new boyfriend, you fucking name it. 2008 is one hell of a year, isn't it?


I'm-a take part in a meme now:

Everyone has things they blog about. Everyone has things they don't blog about. Challenge me out of my comfort zone by telling me something I don't blog about, but you'd like to hear about, and I'll try to write a post about it.

Hmmm

You Are: 70% Dog, 30% Cat

You and dogs definitely have a lot in common. You're both goofy, happy, and content with the small things in life. However, you're definitely not as needy as the average dog. You need your down time occasionally.

Are You More Cat or Dog?

I've always known that I'm a doggy-type person, which is why my cats are so fucking sick of me. But I think the quiz writer doesn't know my cats very well. They love being with people, they are goofy and playful, they're engaging rather than aloof... yeah. I am not a believer in the old "Cats aren't social animals" adage.

Be Excellent to Each Other.

First time I saw it, I thought it was a joke. But no, George Carlin has passed on, dudes.

Fare thee well, Rufus. *salutes*

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