The Good Gift.

My hubby found the absolute *perfect* gift for me: the hippo and Dachshund vintage-style print seen here! (actually he said it was one of the girls that found it first and pointed it out to him)I can keep looking at here until I get the actual thing. It was on Etsy and hand-crafted stained with tea bags to give it that old-fashioned 1800's stained look( like that history project I still remember having in highschool that time I had to make a declaration on old-style paper I drew up in old inkwell ink and caligraphy pen and I stained the paper with tea bag juice and slightly burned all along the edges with a lighter and I got a 90-something grade on)and I love art,history, hippos and Dachshunds so it's just perfect! He suggested it for my combined anniversary and birthday gift since shipping cost more than the item itself(typical here in this shithole) plus by the time you get a decent frame it ends up being expensive.I really didn't didn't know what I wanted for my gifts( other than a weed Advent calendar which I know he wouldn't pay for anyway) and had no idea  so this is just perfect and I really like it, and I'm also impressed he picked it out all on his own(oh, ok, with a little help from the kids) and it almost  makes up for the first Christmas gift where he got me a spice rack. I'll never forget that but I'll never forget this either, and my all-time fave. gift I got was from him as well; a large bronze statue of a mother and baby hippo years ago I have on my bedside table in my bedroom, a high place of honour, so I can see if the first thing in the morning every day when I wake up and the last thing I see at night when I go to bed.Sometimes he gets it right.

My mother's walker was also blocking the doorway again like she always does and I "rolled" my eyes in exasperation and she snarked Why don't you just put me in the closet? and I replied The 18 YR old's already in the closet as when she moved to Vancouver with 2 of her sisters they have 2 bedrooms and no room so she has to sleep in the closet, although it is a big walk-in closet, and yesterday morning walking Buddy in the morning I saw a teen boy wearing shorts to school, in November and today's our last warm nice day outside,too, 14 C and then dropping to a more seasonal 6 C and rain again and maybe even -gasp!- snow - on the weekend and my hubby's starting to put up the outdoor Christmas  lights on the weekends and I heard on the radio someone vandalized the lights in town too and threw them into the river! WTF? That's just so mean! People can just be such assholes! WTF is wrong with some people? Hey, you bunch of faggots! said I, yesterday walking by the neighbour's house as well, as they had a bundle of sticks all tied up put out by the curb for pick-up, and Buddy likes cheesecake as well( who doesn't?) and we're so much alike except I don't lick my dick, balls,and ass, and I don't eat liver and mice.

Yesterday I also walked Buddy twice, cooked, had my breakfast, checked-in on my computer,had a bath, did 2 loads of laundry and sat outside 2 hours before my mother even got out of bed and she thinks that I'm  the "lazy" one, and my hubby sneered I did a complete 180 degrees on my stance on weed as I used to be against it until I discovered the medicinal benefits of it and now I am an enthusiast but it's called being open-minded, learning, growing, and not being a judgemental asshole, and people can change, and I take weed to relieve my pain but the pro-vaxxers the way they think it's like everyone else  would have to smoke it too in order for it to work for me (I know, stupid,right?) and I saw the other day someone said online(and it really hit me and stuck with me) that once her hubby started being really mean to her and disregarding her feelings was once he started seeing someone and that pretty much confirmed what I had been suspecting all along; that my hubby has a side-bitch/mistress. I have suspected it for awhile esp. since he's refused to f*ck me ever since our youngest was born(and he's 14 now) and he has  to be getting it somewhere. If so, yet once again betrayed by someone I thought I could trust. I might have had an opportunity myself to cheat when I was in Jamaica too, with George the Rastaman; he invited me to go dancing(believe it or not) and I was shocked(but flattered) and declined( even though it was soooo tempting and to be honest I did consider it and came close!) because even though I don't feel any "allegiance" to my hubby wedding vows still do  mean something to me and it just wouldn't feel "right" breaking them. It's just not who I am. Tomorrow is also Remebrance Day  too and everyone goes around praising and glorifying the military but I remember and pray for the innocent victims of war and for peace.

Everybody just wants to be free.