And Now Back To Our Regularly Scheduled Programming
Since I ran from my thoughts this morning, I figured it was only fair to allow them to seep into my conscious this afternoon. Naturally this meant my ass was out in the yard. Aside from mowing, the yard has been neglected so I had (have) a lot to do. My thoughts did their thing while I did mine, and we managed to get along fine for a change.
Right now I am starving to death but am waiting for D1. Tonight is an actual date night since Bird is with her dad. On these occasions I do my hair and put on make up and wear something hot. My D1 shows up here with flowers, takes one look at me and is immediately flubbergated. I love having that affect on her.
So dinner and a movie and maybe a sleep over. I have an assignment due tomorrow, I'd like to go for another run in the morning, and maybe see one of my galpals for coffee, so we'll just have to see. My arm doesn't have to get twisted far, that is for sure.
Mom and D1 have been discussing "Laberdoodles" behind my back. Okay, they are kind of cute, but my heart is set on the Chinook. Damn them for being so rare. My family had a miniture poodle when I was growing up and I hated that dog. Then one day he just disappeared. Dad said a bird of prey got him. Anything is possible I suppose.
Still not even sure if I will be able to afford Le Monde on my own so for now the fence and my dog are on hold.
It's all good.
Right now I am starving to death but am waiting for D1. Tonight is an actual date night since Bird is with her dad. On these occasions I do my hair and put on make up and wear something hot. My D1 shows up here with flowers, takes one look at me and is immediately flubbergated. I love having that affect on her.
So dinner and a movie and maybe a sleep over. I have an assignment due tomorrow, I'd like to go for another run in the morning, and maybe see one of my galpals for coffee, so we'll just have to see. My arm doesn't have to get twisted far, that is for sure.
Mom and D1 have been discussing "Laberdoodles" behind my back. Okay, they are kind of cute, but my heart is set on the Chinook. Damn them for being so rare. My family had a miniture poodle when I was growing up and I hated that dog. Then one day he just disappeared. Dad said a bird of prey got him. Anything is possible I suppose.
Still not even sure if I will be able to afford Le Monde on my own so for now the fence and my dog are on hold.
It's all good.