Fatter's Day.

I was going to originally do this tomorrow but it looks like it's going to storm out there so I decided I'd better do it now just in case the Internet goes off or something with MY "luck" esp. with my hubby not here to fix it( and things always seem to go wrong when he's away) and I won't have access to my computer for 10 days until he gets back.

I laugh still remembering years ago when the newly-minted 25 YR old was little and she made my hubby a Father's Day card and she wrote down Happy Fatter's Day.

I just about died laughing and then there was also the time she wrote a letter to Santa at Christmas and addressed it as Dear Satan.  It turned out later she has dyslexia but we never knew at the time. It was still funny though.

Kids are so funny.

It's also the same weather here like it is in BC: 24 C and my hubby and some of the kids have Father's Day(and the family) this year just the way they like it, too: without me.

Beja and I were also outside and he was stretched across my chest when we were suddenly hit with this powerful overwhelming scent of roses permeating all over and it was just so strong even he noticed it and stuck his snoot up in the air and kept sniffing.

It was almost magical and made me think of St. Therese.

My abdomenal and back pain is also soooooo baaaad it makes me wonder if there is a tumour pressing on something and I still have That Headache as well so I guess it wasn't my hubby causing it afterall( he always jokes he causes my headaches; the human version of a migraine) because he's not even here and I still have it.

Beja also his this toy I named Carrot Nose (because it's a squeaky snowman with a carrot for a nose, hence the name) only I got mixed up and called it Pencil Dick. Another good thing about my hubby away as well is I can re-name the Google Home device Jive-Ass Motherf*cker  and he's not here to sabotage it and change it.

hahahahahahaha.

Today Beja was also waiting for the chipmunk at its hole and it saw him as it was arriving so it just turned around the other way and ran off, to go in another way,  sort of like how you'd do if you saw the RCMP or the FBI  in front of your house, you'd just keep on driving past and it also let out an alarm chirp to warn the others, ha,ha,and when I sit out tanning I spritz myself with water to cool off when I get too hot and he likes it when I spritz him,too,and then he'll go lay out in the sun, and he'll even come up to me and ask me to spritz him, and when he wants me to play he'll come up to me and bark or "tap" my hand with his paw. He's just so funny and cute.

Bong.

James Bong.

This is also my view in the back yard and I figure once I die before my hubby can sell the house he's going to have to paint over the water stains on the ceiling just like how my aunt wallpapered over the hole in the wall (where one of the boys shoved his brother's head thru)when they sold their house, and Trump ruined the peace talks to end the war in Iran too by threatening to kill  the Iranian delegation.

What a f*cking asshole.

It's also the first day of summer and I suntan topless now and I will never forget the Summer of Grade 8, still one of my faves. and my friend D and I wore our matching light pink Pink Panther T-shirts with the sparkly decal on the front and our names on the back in white velvet, and we'd go to 7-11 and get the Coke Slurpees  and sometimes even mix them with Cream Soda and we'd get fries & gravy and go to the park and fling the swings up around the poles and the boys would spit at us and call us names and we'd throw rocks at them, and we both got these huge stuffy mice(you couldn't even wrap your arms all the way around them) at the CNE  that summer, she had a pink one and I had a blue one and we wore bangles on our arms and went barefoot all summer.

I really miss times like that.

There's comfort in knowing you can just die at any moment.-Seni