Asshoppers.

On Twitter yesterday mothers were sharing funny things their kids said when they were little and I said how I still remember when the 31 YR old was small he called toast "buff" and frogs "nissals" and the funniest ones were someone said her kid called grasshoppers "asshoppers" and another said her kid called their cat "Asshold" from always hearing his parents referring to it as an "asshole."

Kids are just sooooo funny, esp. when they're small.

I really miss those days.

Yesterday I also kept smelling paint all day, it smelled  like the water colours I used to paint with as a kid.My hubby also said at one point Elon Musk was an even bigger asshole than Trump at one time but no way; nobody has ever been a bigger asshole than Trump: he is the ultimate asshole ever of ALL time; he's the asshole KING.

Yesterday when my hubby went to play pickleball and squash Beja kept laying on his shirt he left behind on the couch waiting for him even though I was still here to play with him the entire time, proving once again just as I had suspected that he prefers him over me just like he prefers the 31 YR old to me, so maybe he just prefers men over women...or maybe it's just me, but it hurts  regardless because my own dog is supposed to like me the most and I am never anyone favourite except for Buddy and he's gone now. We've also decided to not do a big Easter Feaster dinner in the dining room like we used to do when everyone was still at home between there only being the 3 of us here now and my mother was really the one that made a "big deal" over holidays anyway and she's not here anymore so we'll just be getting pizza.

There was also this 25 YR old woman in Spain who had been gang-raped and left traumatized and depressed as a result and tried to kill herself by jumping 5 stories but ended up paralyzed instead( that sounds like something that would happen to me with my luck) so yesterday she was euthanized and I hope she finally found the peace that eluded her in life and I can totally relate and empathize with her and with any luck *I* can get that done sometime,too. My hubby sneers I'll "end up living into my 80's" but dear God, I hope not! I've been depressed since I was 13 and had chronic pain since I was 45; there's no way I can tolerate another 20-plus YEARS  of this, plus there's simply no joy, no purpose, nothing to look forward to, to get excited about,nothing left in my life anymore.

And somethings are over Some things go on And part of me you carry A part of me is gone.-Tom Petty