Time For Me To Fly.

TIME FOR ME TO FLY

By REO Speedwagon

I've been around for you
I've been up and down for you
But I just can't get any relief
I've swallowed my pride for you
I've lived and lied for you
But you still make me feel like a thief

You got me stealin' your love away
'Cause you never give it
Peeling the years away
And we can't relive it
I make you laugh
And you make me cry
I believe it's time for me to fly

You said we'd work it out
You said that you had no doubt
That deep down we were really in love
Oh, but I'm tired of holding on
To a feeling I know is gone
I do believe that I've had enough

I've had enough of the falseness
Of a worn out relation
Enough of the jealousy
And the intoleration
I make you laugh
And you make me cry
I believe it's time for me to fly.

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

Oh, don't you know it's
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

It's time for me to fly
It's time for me to fly
It's time for me to fly.

 

Daily Truth.

 

Half Over.

I can't believe summer's already half over! Tomorrow is also my Babushka's birthday; she was born in 1912 so do the math(I can't) to figure out how old she'd be but she died at 93. It's also finally NOT so hot and humid( for only a few days of relief and then another heatwave again next week; our 6th so far this summer!) and I even had my bedroom window open! I also took this photo of a cloud yesterday that looked like a heart but by the time I got the photo it was already starting to break up. I can also smell the strong wildfire smoke from out West and it's hazy out today and I haven't seen the 30 YR old but he came by last night dropping off all his dirty laundry so today I have 2 loads to do( thanks so "much" for that) and he told my hubby he got 100% on his driver's test and when I'd asked him how he did he said he "aced it" and I don't know what "aced" means ( the only "ace" I know is a really good fighter pilot) so I said, That's good,right?  to which he rolled his eyes and sighed, Yes, it's good.

Next month it will also be 4 months since Buddy died and I wonder if the reason God still allowed me to live after he died is so I could hear crickets again? Countries are also(finally!) starting to recognize a Palestinian state and yesterday when the youngest walked by Beja quickly ran and hid in a corner so I wonder if he hurt or scared him somehow?

THIS guy also got into my hubby's office and peed on the power bar he has on the floor so maybe now he'll actually listen to me and keep the door closed as prevention goes a long way and he also likes to pee on the garbage cans and my hubby left the empty toilet paper roll again and didn't put a new one on(you know, like a considerate person would have for the next guy) after he used it and I really hope that one day HE'S the next one to need it and he has this really big shit and has to run to another room to get a new roll. That would be karma!

 Now it's summer I also generally wake up at 5 am( 6 am the rest of the year) and that's when my mother used to always get up for work as her shift at the hospital started at 7am but she had to take the bus. I also still long for a time and place ( the 70's and 80's) that's sadly never coming back but where I have the best memories and I was actually happy and before the worst of the traumas that damaged and broke me occurred. Only 2 of them had happened  then and the other 12 or so not until later.

This is also that vine that grew out of the dead branch and now look; he even has leaves! It just goes to show that even in harsh circumstances and when there doesn't seem to be any hope that there always still is a chance of a new start. I also found a dollar in the washing machine this morning so it's my tip; my payment for doing the laundry,ha,ha,  and looking at old photos of Buddy and I  I also noticed I've really aged in just the past 2-3 years especially, so maybe I really DO have some kind of cancer, ( and my edema is so bad the past few years as well my fingers are so swollen I can't even wear rings anymore )either that or maybe it's just from all the stress and worry from my life? 

 I was also surprised yesterday to find a blog I read where her oldest just got married she( the mother, who is 44) is prego and due in the new year with baby # 6 and it was a total surprise, and Liam Neeson and Pamela Anderson are dating I think is nice and I'm happy he's found someone after 16 YRS of being a widower and she doesn't look like a bimbo anymore; now she's older she looks demure and doesn't plaster on all that gaudy make-up anymore or wear slutty clothes like she used to and also Trudeau and Katy Perry went on a date too and I guess they'd be a good match as they both love the "Booger Sugar" so they at least have that in common.

“If they weren’t your family, would you let them treat you like that?”.-Beaumains

 

Thursday Thoughts.

THIS.

WHAM! Right in the back of the head!😂

Pissy cat.

The blessed ones can swim AND fly.

Me.

Because it IS.

Same in my family,too: Eat it or starve; it's not a restaurant.

My family.

I hate it when my appliances are smarter than I am.

Never trust a human that doesn’t love dogs.-Mad Dawg

 

Wordless Wednesday.

 

Today's Pondering.

 

Orange Shitgibbon.

So now the Orange Shitgibbon (Trump for those of you who don't already know or haven't figured it out) as we all know is on the infamous Epstein List of being a guest on his famous Pedo Island and is well known of being a close friend of his and there are many documented photos and videos of them together( although the one shown here is a joke) that go way back but he continues to deny but accidently "outed" himself the other day by saying he "never had the priviledge of being invited."

Uh, huh.

He considers it to be a "priviledge" to be a guest on Epstein Island where they raped young girls as young as 13 and 14 years old?

Hmmmmm, really?

Years ago when his daughter was around 13 he was also quoted as saying, Is it wrong to be more sexually attracted to your daughter than your wife?"

Now Epstein's partner-in-crime Ghislaine Maxwell( who is in jail convicted of sex trafficking) has talked to the Feds naming names and everyone just knows that Trump will pardon and release her in exchange for her lying/saying that he's NOT on the list.

Just wait for it......you'll see......

It also boggles my mind how Holocaust survivors were truly oppressed and then they founded the State of Israel as refuge.....whose descendents then are now the oppressors  starving Palestinians and committing war crimes and genocide in Gaza. How ironic and hypocritical.

How the f*ck does something like that even happen,anyway?

The neighbour's at the corner Rose Of Sharon is also blooming and it always reminds me of Hollyhocks when I was a kid but they ARE related though, and now it's soooo hot it's days like this that I really miss swimming(I don't even have a bathingsuit anymore; it broke when I was in the Dominican Republic 2 years or so ago) and having the pool open and I have to actually force myself to go outside now, and I was also surprised to hear on the news now to legally change your name you just have to go to Service Ontario (where you get your health cards and driver's licence) to do it; you used to have to go to a lawyer and go to court in front of a judge! It's also hard to believe that all the bullies, losers, wasteoids, and burn-outs I went to Jr. High with are all grown up now (unless they died in prison or over dosed) and are most likely parents now and possibly even grandparents, and I realized as well that my mother retired early around the same age my hubby is now, at 61/62 because we were being threatened by an enemy and had to move suddenly.

I also took this cool photo of the vines shadow on the canopy and it kind of looks like a flag and I wonder too if I'm the only one who gives my dog's toys names( such as the beaver toy I named Justin Beaver , his Christmas Santa that crinkles I call Kris Krinkle, or his fox I call Mr. Fox) and I've also always wondered where Beja gets all those popsicle sticks( he can choke on from the wood splinters when he chews them) and tissues come from he keeps getting from somewhere(I even wondered if he had a stash hidden somewhere) and yesterday I finally found out the mystery as I actually saw him and caught him: the youngest had left them on the little table in the livingroom right next to a chair....and he hopped up onto the chair and grabbed it and took off with it running.

So now I know!

HA!

So I reminded the 18 YR old to simply just clean up his mess after he's done eating.

 Simple,right?

 Not so much, he replied back to me with a mouthy, Wah,wah,wah! No one cares except YOU!

So, what, then, it doesn't matter? It doesn't count?

So then I got mad and told him to stop being a pig and that he's old enough to clean up after himself.

Then just to be an asshole he purposely left the basement door open so Beja would go downstairs and get hurt.

I also had the radio on and he came into the room and turned it off just to piss me off.

He's always been a difficult one.

I hate my family and I want out.

I've had enough.

I can't wait until he goes away camping again next month.

Even better when he moves out.

If you see someone over 40 who is out after 9pm, they 100% took a nap earlier in the day.-Sarah Sizzle

 

Thought For The Day.

 

Weenut And The Dingleberry.

Yesterday my Wee Peanut( or Weenut) had a dingleberry hanging from his ass by a long hair and he kept trying to get it off and I waited awhile to let him work it out himself and then realized he needed some help so I picked him up and removed it using toilet paper but he freaked out(just like he does when I cut his nails) squirming, wiggling, squawking and trying to bite me) even though I was just trying to help him....Buddy would not only let me wipe his ass but I also had to squeeze his ass and "pump" the turds out because he wasn't able to shit on his own....but then right after he kissed my face as a thank you(I guess finally realizing he felt better) but it hurts my heart though; there just seems to be this "barrier" I can't seem to break thru that I never had with Buddy; even just after 3 months of having him we already had this incredible bond and inexplicable trust and I love Beja dearly but he's not my soulmate like Buddy was and it's just not the same and when he gets like this it just feels like I'm 'going thru the motions."

 I just plod thru each day, don't have any joy in life anymore and don't even enjoy the things I used to anymore and I'm just waiting and counting the days until I die. I simply have no will or reason to live anymore and nothing to look forward anymore, just stress and worry about $$$,chronic pain,still miss Buddy like crazy,and to tell you the truth I'm also fed-up with cooking and doing laundry for my ingrate family who don't even eat the food half the time and just complain so why do I even bother? I have nothing going for me, nothing to keep me here, just dragging my ass thru each day hoping each one will be my last.

It's also been the hottest summer in years and yesterday I finally heard crickets!

My Twitter also got over 25K views in just the past week and the 30 YR old got a bad sunburn awhile ago working 3-4 HRS topless helping his GF in her garden but now it's turned into a nice tan and tomorrow he has his final driver's test and he's so obsessed with his GF as well he calls her as soon as he gets home from work as soon as he gets in the door before he even gets up the stairs, and I think she looks "trashy" as well; wears really short skirts and shorts and "crop tops" and has really BIG tattoos that practically cover her arms and legs. I also notice when he goes out somewhere on his own he dresses more "Preppy" and like he's going on a yacht or Country club(so I guess that's his style) but when he's with her he dresses more like a "tough" guy or a "Greaser"(so I guess that's what she likes).

 A local Chinese buffet also got shut down by the health unit as it was shown on video someone going to the Dumpster behind the restaurant bring stuff(I presume thrown-out food) into the place but I wonder why would anyone do that? Wouldn't you just keep the food longer and NOT throw it out rather than throw it out only to retrieve it from the garbage later? I wouldn't be surprised if it was a set-up actually; a rival doing it to make them look bad. My hubby thinks I'm always a "Conspiracy Theorist" but it's just that I always look deeper and there's usually more to things than it appears.

We also finally paid off my mother's remaining debt to the collection agency yesterday but they wanted to talk to me on the phone( despite my autism and Social Phobia) making it harder telling my hubby it was some long process that takes 5 days or so and they said to pay by cheque and he replied NO ONE EVEN HAS  CHEQUES ANYMORE and wanted to just pay online by e-transfer and he finally convinced them, but what the f*ck,though? Do they want to get paid,or what? Why do they have to make it so complicated? He also made me  pay from MY bank account( even though I have less $$$ than he does and it's his job to pay bills and expenses,etc. and my mother and I paid for everything for years and now it's his turn) because she's "my mother and it's her estate and I'm the executor" which pissed me off but I'm just glad to finally have it done  so I won't have to worry about them coming after the house(which I inherited from her and is the only income from her estate) to get paid.

This is also my funny lighter, and it's also ironic and hypocritical my hubby also makes fun of me for "sitting in my own filth" (dirty bath water) for 10 minutes or so yet yesterday HE ate a cob of corn ( my Dedushka always called cattle food) he'd left festering in a pot of skungy water for a few days on the stove!

Just ewwwww!!!

At least I don't drink MY dirty water!

I also like the pants below and today is day 4 of my baaaad abdomenal pain and I also feel sweaty today(and nauseaous,too) but it's supposed to be the last day of the heatwave.....or at least for awhile.

If you listen to your body when it whispers, you will never have to hear it scream.-Elaine.M.Lee