I was going to post this tomorrow but then I remembered that revelation I had before that I'd see a Monarch butterfly(which I did again today) just before I die and I'll die on the 29th(I just never knew which 29th, what month) so just in case and I'm not here tomorrow here it is:
My BFF(pictured here) will turn 61 in 2 more months and she's still beautiful like always. She always was, even when we were younger, and I can still remember her in Jr. High looking in the mirror croonimg, "My God, I'm SO pretty!" and I laughed and told her she IS but you can't go around saying that! She posted this recent photo of her after her Glow-Up ( I think it's called "Glow Up" but it might also be "Glow Over, or is that Make-over?) where she had her hair done and professional make-up application.
There had been a time where she had lost her looks and it made me really sad, but now she's BACK!!
Today I also have bruises from the new massager machine thingy my hubby got but at least my sore back and neck feels better and that thing is so powerful it could rip a chunk of flesh right off, and I have a headache now as well, a baaaaad one that just suddenly came on but if I do stroke out or have an aneurysm or something and die at least I had a good last day:
it was a perfect summer day, with a clear blue sky, sunny & warm, a breeze, and Beja and I got to spend the day outside in the backyard and have had a good week bonding as well ever since I kicked the 31 YR old out, and with my hubby in the city all day I got a nice break as well where I could smoke mi ganja and blast mi Reggae without him always complaining!
I DO like fall, with the pretty coloured leaves, crisp cool days and everything PUMPKIN SPICE
but at the same time I also really looooooove summer and I wish it would stay like this forever and never end.
I guess you could say I'm torn.
This is also my Twitter, with 23.4K views in the past 7 days, so not baaaaad, and now Beja LOVES his walks and it's the highlight of his day but when we first got him last year he wouldn't even let me put the collar & leash on him! I also saw 3 speckled baby grackles on our back porch and it reminded me of the Bob Marley song, ."Three little birds pitch by my doorstep...Don't worry about a thing
'Cause every little thing gonna be alright."and it made me wonder if maybe it's a sign of hope for me, and means that things will get better, as unlikely as that is, this side of Heaven. I can still remember the first time I saw a "tranny" as well: I would have been 3 or 4 and my mother and I were shopping and I saw it: an obvious masculine-looking hairy MAN in a dress and heels,and everyone was just gawking, laughing, and snickering, which was just too much for my childish curiousity and so out it came.
I said it.
Loudly,too.
and pointed.
"Look! It's a man in a dress!"
and my mother was mortified and hissed, "Shhhhhhh!!!!" followed by my name in a stern tone, "Don't SAY anything....
"but..."
"Shhhhhhhh! DON'T SAY ANYTHING , just Look away!"
"Well, it is!!"
