A Perfect Day.

Yesterday was a perfect day and that so rarely happens! It got up to a glorious 17 C and sunny ( supposed to be the same today,too!) and the normal high this time of year is just 1 C (and Saskatchewan just got 30 cm of snow; same country, totally different weather!) so Buddy (here he is looking like a proper gent in his Argyle sweater)and I sat outside all day and just soaked up the sun and enjoyed it and I brought out my garden chairs out of winter hibernation and I know we're likely NOT done with snow(or winter) yet but enough that even if it did it won't last for long; it'll get mild and melt away. I was so relaxed I even fell asleep outside in my chair! I figured if yesterday would have been my last day alive here on this Earth it at least would have been a good last day. I got a scare as well; Buddy and I were outside with our eyes closed and I heard a loud tha-whump! sound similar to the sound of an arrow hitting it's mark in archery and I quickly sat up and opened my eyes and saw the garbage can had been knocked over(I guess by a squirrel?) and it landed right next to Buddy's head; it was a close one(I hate to think if it fell on his head!) and at first I actually wondered if we had been shot at! It freaked me out though. After being out in the sun for some 6 hours I also got a sunburned face( hard to see in the photo below but you can really see it today; it's all red!) my first sunburn of the season! There were also lots of stars out last night,too,more than ever, all in all, a perfect day!

My back still really hurts too and feels like there's something pressing hard on my lower spine, sort of like at the end of a pregnancy and you feel the baby's head pressing down and it feels like a bowling ball, and whenever I heard that someone has died I feel sad and like, "Aww, poor guy" but then realize no, it's good for them; they're in a good place and at peace and happy; it's just sad for the people they leave behind (except in my case, they'll be better off without me) and I think dying and crossing over to the Other Side feels like how I did on my last day of highschool when I graduated; a feeling of pure freedom, of never having to go back there ever again, of never looking back, and the excitement of a new beginning and a new chapter, and it also boggles my mind too to hear an Israeli hostage was upset and offended that she wasn't raped by Hamas as it made her feel "unattractive" (I saw a photo of her and I thought she was pretty)and upon release she got a nose job to feel pretty, instead of, you know, being glad that she wasn't raped like normal people would be! (That's at least one good thing about being ugly; I'm not too likely to be raped. )Society is doomed.

With my wild imagination I also have this crazy possibility about the mystery of the Royal Family: about how they're all "missing" or in "hiding" or whatever: There are reports that Michael Of Kent's son-in-law or brother-in-law or whoever he is was shot in the head and killed and the same time Prince William went "hiding" and was seen with a biiiig bruise on his neck (and I remember when he was 11 his mother got him in trouble for pellet gun shooting his brother pretending he was "assassinating" their father)and Kate Middleton went incognito at the same time, so my theory is this: him and Kate were having an affair and William found out and beat her up and she got hospitialized and he killed him and now he has to sort thru the legal ramifications of all this, esp. being heir to the throne, and with King Charles having cancer and maybe not being around for too long. What would happen though if he were jailed? Would the throne then go to his son, even though he's only like 10 years old or so or would his brother Prince Harry get it or at least temporarily until Prince George turns 18? Or would be somehow be "exempt" from the law for the sake of the Crown?It's certainly an interesting scenario...

My children were my strongest and my weakest point.-Dorothy Sciortino