long winded fold
Lately people have been writing really long posts, so I thought I would add my forty-five cents worth of uselessness that I'm pretty sure no one reads. And if you are reading, it's only because I put a light blue background behind my text.
Update by day:
Thursday was a rough day. A rough day in the department of learning to not be selfish and that sometimes doing the right thing hurts a lot. I said farewell to my fuzzbutt this day. However, it was not a goodbye of loss for her, in fact it was a gain for her. I knew this when I saw them walk in with peanutbutter kongs. She'll be fed regularly, walked multiple times a day, have doggy interaction all the time, and will be found to a new home where she will be loved and cared for in wonderful ways.
Waking up to realize that you did a good thing for one of God's creatures really means a lot. As much as I cried that day with my fiancee who was also shedding tears.
Friday started VERY early. 4:30am to be exact. But, we all wanted to get down to the land of drunk chicks and huge houses with loved ones around. Arrived safely. Moving time! Lots of moving all over the place. Down to the L&R shanty for dinner... and drinking... and drinking...
WAHASTED.
Saturday woke up... only to realize I didn't sleep at all. Back to bed till eleventy thirty because of a crying zoey-dog who was sad. Helped move in even more stuff. (lots of stuff still left to move too). Set up entire house with music... Adam and I rule. Happy Birthday Adam(J28)-Jen(A5)-Connie(S2)-Berta(S6)-Ben(S12)-Larry(S12)-Tom(S15)! Birthday presents to Tom and to Berta and Adam and me in mail! (hm... wonder when it will come... ) Quiet Norra Jones time with relaxing.
Sunday finally got used to the hoppy rabbit walk of the B-Nutz on the hard wood floor above. Coffee and talky talky then some sun. Porch monkey jam session with Berta Cello/Piano/Guitar style. Wedding practice. Ooooh girl's got the cello part. Started off bummy... then got funny. Good practice yall. Everything's wrapped in bacon. Hotdogs and chili with stinkola farts. Gordon likes it when Kenseth is behind him. "Bob Blabla". Stupid Microsoft protection. "Oh... Anabel... cause she looks like a ... she's sweet as a bell."
Monday coffee and paper with convo and drawing. One more final practice. Sad to leave. Have to leave. Don't want to leave. Stupid reality. God shines on us with multiple accidents on the other side. Make record time. Grill the burgers to yummy perfection thanks to the awesomly started coals which almost melted the chimney. Conversation beer and eating. Registered for gifts for wedding. bbbbbllleeeeewwwww Sleepy.
And through it all...
Indiana is full of cow pokes and the cows LOOOOOOOVE it.
MEMERMEREOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!