More photos from the snowstorm; these ones from the front veranda. It really is beautiful though, isn't it? On cold winter nights like we have now it reminds me of Jr. High and my friend D and I used to go skating at the outdoor rink and it was lit up with lights in the dark and it was so magical we never even noticed the cold. It's also nice now to just sit outside on my back porch at night smoking weed and looking up at the stars and just enjoying the beauty of the fresh-fallen snow.My mother also told my hubby he "shouldn't be shovelling snow at his age" (he turns 60 this year) and I laughed out loud; his problem is he won't admit that he's old and he pushes his limits and will probably have a heart-attack one day either shovelling snow or doing those strenous exercises he does every morning. My mother also lost the pen in the kitchen and blamed my hubby( because nothing's ever her fault) and when I forgot to plug the Google Home device back in ( I'd unplugged it as it kept coming on by itself and wouldn't shut up) she ripped me a new one and I told her, I forgot, just like you forget things. I'm sorry I'm NOT 'perfect' like YOU! and she sneered, NOW you get it! She really is a piece of work! I also had a revelation before that just before I die I'll see a purple rose, a Monarch butterfly, and a helicopter and hear the song Stairway To Heaven on the same day and I did just a couple of days ago but nothing so far....
My poor Buddy(the sore on his face is finally almost gone now!) isn't having a good day today,either; he's not eating, he limps around, he's really restless, his tummy hurts and he went and hid under a chair under the dining room table; he doesn't feel good, and I fear this may be The End, and the other day he also kept staring straight ahead intently at something or someone that wasn't there( or at least not that I could see) but this morning I finally saw it,too: a hazy dark figure quickly move by in the hallway( The Grim Reaper?) and the 15 YR old finally gave in and let me give him some cough syrup(then he went from non-stop coughing to nothing for over 4 hours and fell asleep) too for his non-stop cough and I'm a slob and a klutz as always and I spilled it all dripping down his chin, down his shirt, and all on the couch and it's things like this that make me hate myself; I'm such a fop, such a failure, such a loser; I try so hard to help but I just end up screwing up, and my friend M ( from highschool and now lives in USA) also slipped and fell on ice and broke her ankle in 3 places and now is getting surgery next week! If she still lived here in this shithole she'd have to wait months or years!
Time for me to fly
Oh, I've got to set myself free
Time for me to fly
And that's just how it's got to be
I know it hurts to say goodbye
But it's time for me to fly.-REO Speedwagon
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