Replaced.

Finally!

This shithole did something good  for once! It officially recognized the State of Palestine, along with the UK and Australia, with France also expected to as well. Finally people are beginning to see and acknowledge the war crimes and genocide in Gaza. I saw it 10-15 years ago when I was in Israel and Gaza and saw it for myself with my very own eyes but the rest of the world was still blind to it then, the segregation, Palestinians living sectioned-off in Ghetto Third World  conditions with barbed-wire partitions; it was like Apartheid in South Africa.

 Today my hubby also sees his doc for a cortisone/steroid injection into his shoulder that should last 6 months and yesterday he taught a private pickleball lesson which gave him a bit of extra $$$ and today is officially the first day of fall too and now it really looks like it; raining and lots of leaves have fallen now with the wind. We might get a thunderstorm today as well. Yesterday I also almost checked for mail and then realized, Hey, estupido! It's Sunday! although when I lived in L.A back in 1984 we did  have Saturday mail delivery.

This morning my stomach hurts even more and yesterday I hurt so much even my ears hurt and we now have warm days and cool nights which are the perfect conditions for the leaves to change to bright vibrant colours and yesterday I also saw the biggest cardinal I've ever seen: it was soooo big, fat, and round it was the size of a tennis ball(NO JOKE! It was a huge sucker!) and it had a different sounding song as well.

Now that is MY spirit animal! HA!😂

My fat ass also broke another chair and a leg even snapped right off and a screw went flying across the room! I think we might need to re-enforce them with concrete...

Yesterday Beja actually came up to me and pawed at me wanting to sit up with me at the computer so I gladly  picked him up and we cuddled(which was nice) but I don't chase him or force him and it feels like I've been "traded" in for the 30 YR old and been "replaced". I remember when the kids were little they used to watch this show called "The Replacements" where kids could replace people in their lives with hoped-for "better" versions and that's what I always feel like; I'm always being "replaced": all my friends eventually grow "tired" of me and replace me with other friends and abandon me, my own mother over stepped boundaries and  took over and pushed me out of the way and replaced me as a mother figure to my kids, my hubby replaced me with his mistress, and now my own dog replaced me with the 30 YR old,too.

Buddy was the only one who loved me the most and right to the end.

I also wonder with Beja being so fearful, nervous, anxious, and skittish maybe he's just neurotic?

He straddled the line between weird and crazy. -Justin