Yesterday it got up to a balmy 17 C and Beja and I got to sit outside for 2 HRS; an hour in the morning and an hour in the afternoon! I even got a bit of red on my face! I even brought my fold-up lounge chair out of winter hibernation(shown below) for the spring/summer season and at 3 am we had a biiiiiig storm that woke me up with lots of loud thunder and lightning and we got 36mm of rain in just an hour and it's raining all day today as well and possibly another storm this afternoon and we have a flood warning as well.
Beja also loves this certain kind of turkey( and it has to be that one as he's a diva) and I joke for him it's like crack because he's so addicted to it and his eyes even glaze over when he gets it so I joke he's a Crack-ass motherf*cker.
This morning one of the radio DJs also said he just took down his outdoor Christmas lights yesterday and the other DJ said people like him that leave them up so long are urban rednecks and it made me laugh so hard, and it's almost Easter and I think it would be poignant if I died this week,too, during Holy Week and I heard Stairway To Heaven twice; once yesterday and again this morning as well.
People(mostly Americans, of course) are also mad the Pope said that God doesn't answer the prayers of war mongers but what did they think? Jesus was for love and peace and love thy neighbour and God commands Thou shall not kill. Why would He answer prayers to help you kill your enemies and wage war? Duuuh.
I also re-made the Whitesnake song Cheap 'an Nasty to Your Teeth Are Nasty and Foreigner's Urgent as Virgin and now the kids are all grown and moved out I still need someone to give my maternal love to and that's why I'm grateful and thankful for my dog. I need someone to hug, kiss, love, spoil, dote on, keep me company, love me back, cuddle, talk to, care for, and live for ,and even though I will always love and miss Buddy I love Beja with all my heart and I'm glad God sent him to me.
So, that evening, despite my shock, sorrow, and pain, I realized and accepted the fact that it was his time to go.-Rashi Rosenzweig
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