Saturday, December 27, 2025

Last Day?

We got one hell of a blizzard yesterday! It went on for hours and all you could see was pure white out there(it's a good thing my hubby didn't go to the chess tournament in Montreal yesterday,afterall!) and we got 15 cm and it was sooooo windy it even blew the back door right open! I also saw my Angel Bird again and I was woken up at 1 am with really baaaaad deep burning deep in my chest that was either one hell of a baaaaad heartburn( although I've never had it like that before!) and a bad constant cough and sore jaw on the left side... or a small heart-attack or a warning of an upcoming heart-attack but it was so obvious and so bad it's the kind you'd normally rush your ass to the ER but I didn't want to wake up my hubby, plus all the roads were all snowed-in, and I don't want to wait for hours in the ER, and I don't want  to be saved; I want  to die and be set free, so there's also that. Hopefully today will be my last day and I can be on the Other Side with Buddy and my mother soon? Tomorrow it'll also be exactly a year since she died. I also noticed I have a baby fingernail-sized dent on my right cheek that wasn't there before and I know that sudden 'dents/dimples" can indicate cancer underneath...

I also only got a Christmas greeting from the oldest (he e-mailed me)but not from any of the other ingrate kids, and my hubby said he thought of putting a bath-bomb in my stocking as well(which I would have absolutely loved!) except then he'd "have to go into the 'smelly' store'", and I saw  on the news the Christmas meal the mission gave the homeless looked much better than the one the restaurant we went to here for our anniversary had advertised for their Christmas dinner and they were charging 32$ for, and the PM even mentioned the birth of Christ in his Christmas message(I was impressed,actually) but they only mentioned that part on the radio report early at 6 am and then for the other news reports later on when more people were up they edited that part out. 
Assholes.


Last night Beja was sitting with the 31 YR old in the livingroom on the recliner chair and I went up to get him for bed and the little f*cker growled at me even though he's MY dog( but I'm only the "Last Resort" if the 31 YR's not here; he'll "settle" for me which breaks my heart; with Buddy he loved me the most and I was always his first choice) and I was so mad I "flicked" him on the nose and flipped him over onto his back into  "submission" and yesterday he was also rubbing one out on his fave. toy,humping it, the little pervert,and it took me by surprise, and I gasped, as it's the first time I've ever seen him do that, and then he got up and ran off with it, to do it in private in another room! HA! He's a dirty bird! 😂 At least I know his balls must "work" OK!  My Twitter also said it got 10.5 K views in the past 7 days and I call Judge Judy Judgemental Judy.

I also had to update my computer and then when it re-started it locked me out and my PIN number to log back in was rejected and it wanted my Microsoft password and I didn't even know I had  a Microsoft acc't( my hubby takes care of all that tech stuff) so I put in what it should have been, my usual password(normally they're all on memory in the computer and go automatically so I don't have to remember), but it rejected it and said I can re-set and sent it to my e-mail acc't.....except being locked-out of my computer HOW was I supposed to access  it?
Luckily my hubby, being tech-savvy figured it out somehow and it turned out I did have the right password afterall; it was just f*cking around with me. 
It figures.
Now the 31 YR old also wears earplugs whenever he's here so he doesn't have to listen to me( how rude!) and when I told him he should apologize to his GF for being such a drunken ass on Christmas Eve he said that she was also drunk and abusive,too, so it seems to me that they both need to apologize to eachother.
and lay OFF the booze!!!!!!

Hid in the clouded wrath of the crowd When they said, "Sit down" I stood up.-Bruce Springsteen

 

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