During my trying times I tried to devise ways to break the monotony. I've read, watched TV, surfed the interwebs, played 75,000 games of solitaire and mah jong and even made a video or two. I had all this shit put on my head on Thursday afternoon. Today as I write this, it's Sunday morning. As of last night, I was to the point where I was crying because I was so crazy-bored-lonely. My youngest kidlet went to her Dad's. My oldest kidlet had to go to work. My Manchild went to the little house in the woods. So it was just me and my 3 cats in the house.
My medical instructions informed me that I could imbibe so by Saturday night I had decided that I would cop a buzz. Maybe then I could come up with something amusing to do with myself. I sort of did.
|Viva la Mexico!|
|Your royal hiney-ness|
|I'm so hap hap happy!!!|
|My constant companions|