Actual text conversation with my BFF:

BFF: I can’t swim cuz it’s rainin
Chick: Sure you can! U gonna get wet anyway…
BFF: It’s thundering and I have a rod in my back
BFF: Member?
Chick: Oh, yeah.
BFF: Gotta be careful or I will have electricity in my bones
Chick: Um yes please do. Should I be moving away from you when we are in a storm together?
BFF: That would b wise
Chick: I figured I would b the one to worry about being stuck down by lightning. U are the one who still believes in god…
BFF: Maybe u should
Chick: Nah…
BFF: To each their own
Chick: We should both go in out of the rain I guess!
BFF: I may melt
BFF: Or float like a turd
BFF: I’m sitting on toilet @HEB stinking it up
Chick: LOL!
BFF: omg this is when I call on Jesus
Chick: Call on dulcolax
BFF: LOL

Most interesting order I heard today

"I'd like a tall vanilla latte, hold the grinds, please"

my nights are days, and my days are nights..

I'm up all night, and sleepy all day. Martie has seen fit to try to adapt me to her sleep cycles, and its taking its toll on me. Apparently, canines sleep in 4 hour cycles, and feel perfectly rested. And humans, such as myself, need several uninterrupted REM cycles to feel rested. Its taking it's toll on me. I'm not thinking clearly until 2 or 3 in the afternoons.
and here I am again, its 2am, and I'm wide awake and laughing at the drunks on Facebook...

this is so annoying.

He posts pictures of my dog, and passes her off as HIS dog. It annoys me, to no end. He never even bought her dog food, or a toy. Never went with me to get her toenails trimmed, or paid for any vet visits. He was just a guy I slept with who likes my dog. I probably shouldn't even care, but it annoys me that he thinks he can pass her off as his. Is he trying to impress someone? Does he feel that he has so little, he has to attempt to impress people with a dog that he doesn't own? He's never even asked about her since I asked him to leave.

I think it bothers me because he's doing the same thing with JJ. He would do nothing but start fights with me, and disappoint me the ENTIRE time I was pregnant, telling people it wasn't his, sticking to his lie that he had a vasectomy, so I must've cheated on him and gotten pregnant. He didn't care that I was even in labor. Until he knew the baby was dead. THEN he stepped up. And he spent the next seven months bitching to me about the money he spent on the funeral.

It bothers me, because he's a pathological liar. And I know he's lying again, to someone, or someoneS, new.

I know you read this, Steve. Martie is not your dog. JJ was not your daughter. You were just a sperm donor. And not even an honest one at that.

I was holding her for a little while.

During the four hours I got to hold my dead baby, the anesthiologist came to take the epidural tubes out of my back. I had laid JJ down so that he could do his work, and I just marveled at how perfect she looked, and said something out loud to Sissy, about how she looked like she could just wake up any second and start crying. She just looked at me, and in the silence, the doctor said, "Just wait, she'll spend so much time crying, you'll wish she'd stop."

I didn't even blink an eye, when I told him, no, she wouldn't ever cry. Because she was born dead. He didn't say another word, just finished up what he was doing and left the room.

I wonder if he remembers that day...

Congested!

its in MAH CHEST NOW!!! ugh. but I'm feeling better. Aside from the occasional wet cough and drippy nose. I'll be back in school on Thursday morning, I'm sure. I am dreading taking the test I missed. And having to make up all those hours. eeek!

I did some yard work yesterday. It felt great, and the front yard is looking a lot better. Just in time for the letter from my HOA telling me that my front yard is overgrown. Heh! I had to buy a new lawnmower. The old one was getting to difficult to start. Now this one is easier to start, and Sissy is able to start it, too, so that's a plus.

I'm watching Jillian's "Losing It" now, and I'm trying to figure out why the Dad is constantly wearing a neck pillow? He's not asleep, so can he not support his neck?

And, in the list I'm compiling of things that Coffee House customers should not do: dont drive your loud diesel truck through the drive thru. Park it and walk inside. Even if you shut your engine off to order, when you restart your engine, its deafening through our headsets. Also, your loud engine interferes with other customers ordering. So be polite, and park your loud vehicle and come inside. And this applies to you if you drive a loud car. Or if you need a brake job. Please.