The Super Sammich.

I was running low on weed and due to get more for the month so I re-ordered more from the new place in town(support local business, right?) I really like as they deliver right to your door in less than 30 minutes plus the prices are more reasonable and I was overjoyed to find they even had pre-ground up weed 7 grams for the same price my usual place sells 5 gm for and NOT pre-ground(I always have to grind it up myself; if you want crumbled there it'll cost you an extra 20$) and they have the 12 nice pre-rolled joints too 7 gm instead of the usual 5gm for the same price the other sells 5 joints for! For a little something extra I also got the mango gummy and the orange dark chocolate(only 4$ each!) and after that I got the Munchies bad (I also thought I was the Man of La Mancha ,too)so I made this epic super peanut butter and jelly sammich shown here and it's not just any old PB&J sammich either but it had 3 layers, like a Club sammich and I even used fancy jam from France. Go big or go home.Nothing exceeds like excess.The toilet on the main floor bathroom also keeps overflowing and needs to always be plungered and my guess is something probably fell off the shelf behind it or the cabinet beside it into the toilet and clogged it up, and a Facebook friend posted a suicidal message yesterday as well saying the good thing about living in a cold climate is at least they won't be able to find his body until spring and he has been suicidal before and has tried to kill himself so I know he's serious (and I've been  there myself  too and so I know how desperate he feels at that moment and how fragile he really is)and it worries me so I reported it to FB so hopefully they can contact emergency services in his area(he lives in USA) to do a wellness check on him or something as I'm limited what I can do from here, but I did send him a message and tried to contact him and of course I'm praying for him. I thought that last Christmas would be my last Christmas too yet I'm still here this year so you never know.

Buddy's not feeling well today and he was restless all during the night and lately my stomach pain is worse than my abdomen(although the abdomen and back are still bad) so I wonder if maybe I even have colon cancer and it spread to my stomach, and I'm hardly peeing much either so maybe the back pain is kidney failure? I get my colonoscopy in just 6 more days too so hopefully it will give me some answers and it takes less than 30 minutes (unless they have to remove polyps or stop bleeding like they did last time, or if there's complications  such as they puncture the colon wall or they find a tumour,for example) I just have to spend some time after in the recovery room waking up out of the anesthesia and then I can go home. Last night taking Buddy out for his walk I said aloud, Oh, shit! It's raining out!  and a guy walking by the front of the house actually heard  me and replied, Naah, more like a sprinkle, and another neighbour avoids me because I'm unvaccinated too but if he's so sure that his  vaccines works so well then what is he so afraid of and now in some places you're not considered fully vaccinated  until you have 3 doses....and then later it will be 4 doses...and then 5.....and then once or twice a year....and so on and so on and it will just keep going.....

I also heard on the news a 15 YR old boy was stabbed to death at a highschool in Toronto and it's yet another "reminder" of why I'm so glad and grateful that we've always homeschooled our kids(not that I've ever regretted it, but it's just a reminder that we made the right decision) and yesterday the 27 YR old had 2 friends over to train for jiu-jitsu and he and my hubby cracked up laughing when I asked him, What time are your friends coming over to play? and the 14 YR old also went over to his friend's house as well, and I had a revelation that in Heaven we don't even have genders; you're just you; you only need genders when you have physical bodies here on Earth in order to be able to reproduce, and I thought of this as well: Drunkle: that uncle that always ends up drunk at every family event and Skunkle: the uncle that always smells like weed. I'd also like to move away with my dog as far away as possible, change my name to something Bohemian and hippie like Cree Moonchild , start over, start a new chapter in my life, just walk away and start a new life and never look back.

I'd rather be a Nobody for God than a Somebody for Satan.