Late, Late….LAATTEEE night is MY time. No phone ringing, no one at the door. The dogs are asleep and it is totally my private time…I LOVE IT….I can do WHATEVER I want…exciting things. Like…Like…Like …Um…do a wash…Yeah boy…I know how to have FUN!…Or. if I really want to feel like I am having a PPPPAAAARRRTTTYYYY….I could take the plastic off the dry cleaning I picked up the other day….and to even outdo myself ….like that is at all possible, I might (hard to commit to this one) but..I said I MIGHT clean off my desk and the desktop of my computer! I am exhausted from having such a terrific, fun evening….well ….nite, nite!!!!!
Sometimes it is difficult to sleep cause of the huge rollers I set my hair with…..I am about 3 feet above my pillow. Oy…how I suffer for beauty…..Then about 4 or 5 times a night I check to see if Harold is still breathing. I check with my little mirror. Last night it was faint…but…still breathing…I have no luck.!
…No mazel! Well tomorrow…well I guess you would call it today…just little later, I am gonna have lunch with a friend. Now I don’t know what to have, the tuna or the salmon, or should I even have fish all together. Sometimes I am just not in a mood to make big decisions. Well I am turning on the heating paid. So…where do I put it tonight? On my tummy (I’m bloated). My neck (always cramped up) My left knee, had new knee put in and It is killin me! Another BIG decision. It’s not easy, since I am a LIBRA. Very difficult being a Libra…but also a lot of fun. Well I guess I should try to go to sleep. I need my sleep to go to lunch tomorrow.
Nite my peeps.
CNN is absolutely in tears over the two young rapists ruining their lives. They are tremendously upset over the lasting impact that the punishment will have and how their lives are ruined. Not ONE word about the lasting affect the RAPE will have on the victim and how it will affect the victim the rest of her life. CNN sees the rapists as the victims.
Monday, Monday….Oh Yeah…Is it the end of the weekend OR the beginning of the week…Is that like the glass is half empty or half full…ONWARD…It is the beginning of the week.
I have been waking up startled, by sawing and hammering and yelling for the past, let’s say, 7 months, since they have been building the new “house” next door. Oh they say it’s a house, but it looks like a motel…Like many boxes balanced on one another. OF course it is way, and I mean WAY to big for the lot and I am wondering why they put in a “swimming pool”…if it is the size of a soaking tub that you can’t quite turn around in??? Well you can always put fish in it and turn it into a small pond…better get small fish.
So now when I walk out of my bedroom to my deck, I no longer have to be alone…NO…I can just look to my right and my neighbors and I can visit from my deck and they from their bedroom, since they have huge windows over looking the most beautiful sight…my deck and bedroom. WOW! Like a commune. Brings back those wonderful 60’s. I don’t have to call, I can just say it softly, or give a whisper…”Good morning. What’s for breakfast”?….or…”We are sleeping left to right tonight”.
Sometimes I can’t find my Harold…Sometimes he just blends into the rug. But…maybe that’s a good thing. Maybe this weekend I can drag him (kicking and screaming) out of the house. I’ll try my hardest…but if not, me and my BFF Myra will go gallivanting! …The new POPE looks like a nice guy…warm, nurturing and he cares about the poor…I’ll tell you what, I LIKE HIS FACE!