My Foot.

Ouch! Holy f*ck!! 2 days ago I got stung on the top of my toe by a damn wasp (I was just sitting outside on the back porch minding my own business and the little f*cker just landed on my toe and stung it!; all of a sudden there's so many of them everywhere!)and boy did it hurt, mostly because it was stuck in there and I had to flick it off with my finger and the stinger was still embedded in there(I could see it sticking out; it looked like a sliver or a hair) and I had to pull it out. Right away I took a Benadryl for allergic reaction and then every 4 hours(which I'm still taking today as it's still swollen and itchy) and the swelling got so bad it's now moved all the way past my ankles and is now moving up my leg! Look at the photo above; can you tell which foot it was? Now it's all swollen, pink,puffy and tight and it feels like my foot is going to explode and even wearing my flip-flops hurt! I always react like that to wasp stings though(I must be allergic) and I remember the first time when I was 12 or 13 my entire bottom leg all swelled up something like 10 times normal size. That's also one of the first things I'm going to ask God when I die,too; why did He create wasps? What good  are they for?  I also saw a tank go rolling down our street yesterday,too, you know, standard green army tank with the "treads" or whatever-you-call-it on it for wheels. so I wonder if the revolution is about to begin, and on the 22nd the province is starting vaccine passports too and you need to show proof of vaccination to be admitted into any public thing( concerts, movies, restaurants,etc) the only things exempt( so far,anyway.....) are shopping, places of worship and hair salons,and you could tell the Premier( who had always objected saying he doesn't want a 2-tier society) had been coerced into it by the PM and he looked so downcast and defeated announcing it on the news,too.

Look what also woke up and bloomed yesterday morning! I knew it was close as just the day before I said within a couple of days it would be open and one of my Facebook  friends in Calgary said a big storm destroyed one of her big 8 foot sunflowers,too, and that's so sad. I also found out that the Snapchat logo/mascot is a ghost and here all this time I always thought it was a little white octopus and I'm excited too that Dairy Queen  is coming out with its pumpkin pie Blizzard  in a few days but they're not getting it here in this ass-backwards Bumble-F*ck town though; we have to drive 20 minutes into another town to get it, and I love everything pumpkin and pumpkin spice, and our toaster is such a piece of shit( just like everything else we have!) you have to stand there and hold down the "lever" for the toast to cook otherwise it just keeps popping back up, even though it is a good brand ( Kitchen Aid the same as the mixer) and every Sunday my hubby gets some sort of chocolate cake for dessert and this week he got a yucky vanilla one even though he knows I hate  vanilla and no one else likes it,either(except for my mother who is diabetic and shouldn't even be eating cake!) so now it's just going to be wasted and his excuse was it had pretty coloured sprinkles on it! and he's always trying to "lure" Buddy away from me as well and get him into trouble, and an example of that would be just yesterday: I scolded him and called him away from chasing mice(being a Dachshund he has a very strong prey drive!!) and he obeyed and came back and then my hubby lured him over to get him into trouble and to purposely disobey me by taunting him, Ooooh! What's over here? Is there a mouse here? Come here! Come get the mouse! and over he goes, purposely getting him to disobey me and he's always doing things like that to "sabotage" me, to contradict me, to piss me off, and trying to "turn" my own dog against me. I suspect he might have a mistress,too, since he hasn't touched me since the youngest( now 14) was conceived and he's into yoga, excercising, teeth cleaning and whitening....why all of a sudden start caring about his appearance otherwise?

I also had a dream the second-oldest had a baby and if she does they're going to need a bigger apartment( as she lives with her sisters in Vancouver) as it is now the 18 YR old already sleeps in the closet, and I mixed 2 strains of weed too which did work really well for the pain but it also seared my throat and scorched my lungs and made my eyes water, sort of like when you suck on the plain Halls cough drops and I couldn't feel my eyes or see straight, and I've always been a hippie,too, not just the weed but also  a free-spirit,going barefoot, like tie-dye and Bo-Ho -style clothes such as long breezy gauze/Gypsy-style skirts , Peasant blouses, beads,incense, flowers in my hair, 60's music, bell-bottom jeans, platform shoes,anti-war, and an Earth Mother as well; breastfed my babies, Baby-Wearing (wearing my babies in a "sling" strapped across my chest, and I still remember with my oldest some nosey old lady hissed at me How can it breathe in there? and I told her to f*ck-off; don't mess with Mama Bear and her cubs!)  used cloth diapers( even when I had 4-5 of them in diapers all at once....boy,was that "fun".. ha,ha), homeschooling, etc. Speaking of school, it goes back on Tuesday and I can still remember how scared, worried, nervous, and anxious I was every year; that none of my friends would be in my classes, I wouldn't know anyone, or I'd have the mean teachers or the bitches and bullies in my class,etc. and I still have nightmares remembering it even today!

I still remember when I was in grade 9 as well I used to have this big brown canvas bag to carry my books in (before I found it it was cool to have a backpack instead) that had the words Big Brown Bag  boldly written along the side and there was this one guy in one of the higher grades when every time he'd see me in the hallway he'd shout out, Hey! It's the Big Brown Bag! There goes the Big Brown Bag!  and it wasn't in a mean way or anything like that; it was funny, and I hated that school as I was bullied(I ended up transferring to another school the next semester after Christmas break to a school I liked and was happy) and it always made me laugh and made me smile and brightened my day in what was otherwise a very miserable dready existance at that school, and yet he probably had no idea, and when I was in Kindergarten I used to pretend I was a dog,too( little kids play and pretend,right?) and I can still remember the shame my mother said she felt when someone commented about me, pointing me out, That's the kid that thinks she's a dog! even though it's normal for kids age 4-5 years old to pretend -play and it's not like I was doing it as a teen or something! The 26 YR old also told a joke about What's the difference between an enzyme and a hormone?  so I started explaining the medical  definitions to him and and it was You can't hear an enzyme  and I didn't get it and then he had to point it out( with my autism) hormone.....whore moan....like how the Irish would say hooer...oh, ok, now I get it! Ha, ha!

What a wee little part of a person's life are his acts and his words! His real life is led in his head, and is known to none but himself.-Mark Twain