All I Want For Christmas.

I got the new adult Grinch Happy Meal  yesterday (instead of today, the usual snack day) as my hubby got the days mixed-up and thought yesterday was Wednesday but as it turned out it worked out better that way as today we have a winter weather advisory and we're getting walloped with snow( yesterday we already got several cm when it snowed for 4 hours straight) and today supposed to get 10-15 more cm so not exactly a good day to be out on the roads driving and all the school buses have been cancelled. I was sitting out on the front veranda smoking mi ganja when he brought it home and it even comes with a cute pair of socks and it even has his cute dog on it,too, which I think looks like a Dachshund!  The fries were supposed to be some gross new pickle flavoured but I never noticed any difference; they were just salty and tasted like their usual fries so maybe someone f*cked up and I just got the usual ones but for me that's actually a good thing! 

The dildo would have been nice as the adult toy, but I do like the socks though and I'm happy with it.

I also think I'm going to keep the cool box.

This morning washing my hair I also noticed this squishy veinous thing on the left side of my head about the size of a quarter, and yesterday and today my abdomenal pain is just sooooooooooo baaaaaaaad too I even see flashes of bright light on and off too from the pain!

Hol-ee-chit!

What I need for Christmas is a new colon, but I really  want is to have Christmas this year on the Other Side with Buddy and my mother and we can all have our first Christmas together on the Other Side and I won't feel so lonely and left behind. When I lost Buddy I lost my world, and I simply have nothing left here and no one here that loves me.

With a little Chihuahua running around now I also have to be careful and always watch my feet too to make sure that I don't step on him or trip over him.

Christmas is no longer the joyous happy family holiday of my past. It isn't anyone's fault. Time goes by, things change, people die, people grow up, people move on. Now all I have are my memories.

The sadness and the forlorn, hopelessly lost vibes practically jump off the page.-Jean-Marie Valheur