Here I am. Alive.
It's been a while. Sorry.
My AIM stopped working for no reason whatsoever the other day. Now, it refuses to connect to the internet, even though all other internet applications are having no trouble. I'm forced to use AOL. I tried uninstalling and reinstalling, to no avail. If anyone has any insight, I beseech you to share it with me.
Last Thursday I had a dream that my dog was taking a nap in the middle of the road. Blaze (my other dog) was standing next to her, and when she saw the car she barked (in the dream, I understood that she was saying "Get out of the way, Lacey!) but Lacey just blinked at her and refused to move. The car ran over her back legs and broke them, so I leapt from the porch I was standing on (it looked to be about 15 feet above the road, and I was miraculously uninjured) and scooped her up. A man fixed her legs, and I was happy.
Friday morning she and Blaze ran away. I was pretty sure they were dead on I-81, being that you can walk right onto it less than 75 feet from my house. I was wrong. They ran the other direction into the woods and came limping back at around 3:30, at which point my mother found them sun bathing on the back deck.
Today, I slip proofed my front steps. You see, last week it rained, for the second time in four months, and when I rushed out in flip flops, I took a dive on the front steps. It was bad. My skirt flew up, I landed hard on my tail bone, my elbows, and my back (luckily not my head) and had the wind knocked out of me. To this day, I can't sit on a hard stool, and I have monstrous bruises on my right elbow and across my back. Once I could stand up straight, I ventured to Home Depot and picked up some "Safe Walk" adhesive . . . stuff. I spent a good half hour measuring, drawing lines, and affixing the stuff to the steps today, and have to say that I feel safer.
Friday night, April and I were at Perkin's, trying to enjoy ourselves in the non-smoking section, when a group of guys were seated at the table next to us. I was facing them, and April's back was to them. One of them went outside to smoke a cigarette. When he returned, he put another one in his mouth, and lit it. I must have given him a look, because he asked if it bothered us. When April said it did, he responded with "Well, I guess you're out of luck then". A snippy confrontation followed, during which the guy called April a bitch, I think. He then proceeded to take out his Nextel and host a loud and public conversation with his buddy. He won the prize for "Most Obnoxious Person of Today" on Friday.
One of his friends did apologize, after the rest had left. I was impressed.
My AIM stopped working for no reason whatsoever the other day. Now, it refuses to connect to the internet, even though all other internet applications are having no trouble. I'm forced to use AOL. I tried uninstalling and reinstalling, to no avail. If anyone has any insight, I beseech you to share it with me.
Last Thursday I had a dream that my dog was taking a nap in the middle of the road. Blaze (my other dog) was standing next to her, and when she saw the car she barked (in the dream, I understood that she was saying "Get out of the way, Lacey!) but Lacey just blinked at her and refused to move. The car ran over her back legs and broke them, so I leapt from the porch I was standing on (it looked to be about 15 feet above the road, and I was miraculously uninjured) and scooped her up. A man fixed her legs, and I was happy.
Friday morning she and Blaze ran away. I was pretty sure they were dead on I-81, being that you can walk right onto it less than 75 feet from my house. I was wrong. They ran the other direction into the woods and came limping back at around 3:30, at which point my mother found them sun bathing on the back deck.
Today, I slip proofed my front steps. You see, last week it rained, for the second time in four months, and when I rushed out in flip flops, I took a dive on the front steps. It was bad. My skirt flew up, I landed hard on my tail bone, my elbows, and my back (luckily not my head) and had the wind knocked out of me. To this day, I can't sit on a hard stool, and I have monstrous bruises on my right elbow and across my back. Once I could stand up straight, I ventured to Home Depot and picked up some "Safe Walk" adhesive . . . stuff. I spent a good half hour measuring, drawing lines, and affixing the stuff to the steps today, and have to say that I feel safer.
Friday night, April and I were at Perkin's, trying to enjoy ourselves in the non-smoking section, when a group of guys were seated at the table next to us. I was facing them, and April's back was to them. One of them went outside to smoke a cigarette. When he returned, he put another one in his mouth, and lit it. I must have given him a look, because he asked if it bothered us. When April said it did, he responded with "Well, I guess you're out of luck then". A snippy confrontation followed, during which the guy called April a bitch, I think. He then proceeded to take out his Nextel and host a loud and public conversation with his buddy. He won the prize for "Most Obnoxious Person of Today" on Friday.
One of his friends did apologize, after the rest had left. I was impressed.