Today was ok but not worth waiting 4 years for.

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So I have this cold and it was pretty bad today. It’s that thing where if you don’t keep a tissue handy, well it’s not healthy. Also the violent sneezes as well as the coughing and hacking. I had much higher hopes for the leap day 2012 but as things tend to go nothing happened.

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Pip had digestive issues and kept me from sleep most of the early morning hours. Also we went to the grocery store in the mild weather but I wore a wool hat because of the fear of catching a chill. Poor Pip was trembling in the backseat as I backed into the garage. She held it for me. Good girl!

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Since I cannot taste or smell I chose to buy and eat this for lunch. I am happy the Campbells soup company chose to keep this simple design. It is a comfort to see. My mom would prepare this for my lunch and I’d eat while watching Sesame Street in the basement on a T.V. tray after morning kindergarten.

Seed

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How many more times do I blow my nose and I didn’t sleep last night so I fell asleep at eleven am and slept until three now sitting here I’m afraid I will start choking while laying in bed and what if it thunders? I want to hear the first thunder of twenty twelve. I should really read a book. I checked the home phone today because it hasn’t rang for a long time. It is fine. Just no one calls. Watched a horrid short film called Hole in the Paper Sky I bawled complicating my stuffy nose and runny nose. It’s a dark and stormy night. I love it. Raining windy. Pip barked and growled at something our the front window I looked and saw nothing. May have been the raccoon checking for Meow Mix. I miss my mom. I haven’t visited her because I am sick and shouldn’t spread these things to the world. My sig other visited her and things were depressingly disgusting. More phone calls and sadness.

Not again

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I had to move the couch cushions around because Pip has a leaky urethra. Nova found a perfect fort to hide from the rambunctious Pip.

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Nova needed a little bit larger accommodations. He doesn’t want to complain though.

How to look like a dream

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I hate when people explain their dreams. But I must make a bizarre note of my dreams lastnight.

  • Massage shower head in a restaurant bathroom. Used bc of dislike of seafood restaurant, nobody listens to me. In a suit with pantyhose yet using shower head for that one thing it’s good for.
  • sister found me in bathroom
  • green lawnmower and fighting with my sigother over moving also orange light blue favorite colored lawnmower
  • house dirty, pushed through giant spiderweb, spider fell on me owner of house tried to find it
  • my aunt feeding my mother in restaurant
  • heard someone coming down hall
  • told sigother to get gun while she went to the bathroom
  • couldn’t hear because of whitenoise fan and humidifier
  • she gave me pistol
  • pointed at darkness
  • she came back to bed saying ‘I guess we have a reason to get a gun now’ or something

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I don’t have vivid dreams like this. Not since Cymbalta was in my system.

Things to be happy about

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It was a perfect evening. Good food was served. Cheeseburgers, lawry’s salted french fries, bow tie pasta salad, chips and salsa, pickles, and iced tea. Meg played with her BDFF who she hadn’t seen since Christmas day.

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Nights like these are a time to be happy and thankful my nieces are healthy and I can see my baby niece on her tenth birthday. I remember her birth well. I was at the hospital shortly after she was born and waaing behind the closed door. My oldest niece and nephew were bouncing off the walls with excitement. My other niece was throwing up due to excitement the poor thing. My mother was still herself and with my sister in the delivery room.

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These nights I don’t want to miss. I want to be here with my nieces and I feel upset if I’d miss her birthday if I moved away.

Solutions to tears

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I had to visit my Mom. She cried. A wife of a resident said ‘hi’ and rubbed her shoulder and she started to sob. She said in broken language I hate this place. I hate having to live here. Everything is shit. I kept hugging her and trying to make her feel better but it wasn’t working. My mom would wipe her eyes and say I’m not gonna cry. But her voice would shake and her breathing would stop as she tried to not cry. It was the first time she had a breakdown like this.

Sadness taken away

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We left Pip in the car during the visitation. As I slid into the drivers seat I felt my khakis rrrrrrrrip in the most revealing place possible: my shank and saddlebag. So we went to a dog park to forget our sorrows. Where is Pip?

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Amusement from dogs bouncing the fields, muddied paws, squinting owners. We temporarily forgot our sorrows.

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There is so much fun at the dog park. I liked it Pip kept track of us and made sure we weren’t too far away or if she ran to the other side of the field she looked for us right away. Meg was like this. I’m happy Pip is too. I don’t know how she learned this.

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Oh what fun. I couldn’t help but feel full of love and happy to see my pup so happy. A dead weed filled field is all she needs.

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And of course the knowledge of where we are at all times.