Sorry, but today you just get the bare minimum because there's not much going on here lately.
This is just an absolute adorable photo of Beja though.I really do love him, it's just that Buddy will always hold a special place in my heart.
Today is also pick-up day for garbage and recycling and yet we're the only one on the street to have ours put out so I don't know what the hell is going on.....did they change pick-up day for the new year or what?
In any case, there it is, out for pick-up whenever they do it.
F*ck it.
I can't figure it out anymore.
I give up.
Tomorrow the cold front also comes thru sending us back into the more seasonal deep-freeze again and with 10-20 cm of snow( 30 cm for some places) as now it's mostly all melted away and looks like early spring. I can also still remember as a kid in Geography class always colouring in Greenland on a map in green,too, because, well, you know, GREENland, and now it's all over the news.

I also noticed that sadly I've really aged alot in just the past 2 years and you can really see it in my face and my guess would be due to the stress and strain on both my mother and Buddy's aging and decline at the same time with age and eventual deaths over the past 2 years and the toll it took on me caregiving for them and the grief and loss that followed afterwards. I also noticed that I've become a virtual recluse since Buddy died 9 months ago as I've only left the house 4 or 5 times since. It is true though what they say that grief does lessen over time; it's never really gone but the sting and the rawness does lessen as time goes by and at times you can start to see a bit of light breaking thru the darkness.
This morning as I lay in bed waking up I also saw what looked like a red dot from a laser from a high-powered rifle on my bedroom wall and the window is directly across from it so it freaked me out and I grabbed Beja and we just hid under the covers until it was gone, but seriously though, WTF?
Dread, natty dread now
Dreadlock congo-bongo ai
Natty dreadlock in a Babylon
A dreadlock congo bongo I.-Bob Marley

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