This is our usual pizza weekend so we ordered-in pizza and the youngest had his usual and I got a Pesto chicken pizza( shown above) with chicken, pesto sauce, tomatoes, 2 cheeses, onions(I picked off) and 2 peppers. It was yummy and it will do me for a few days which is good as with my hubby gone for 2 weeks and not here to get groceries we're seriously running low on food now and will have to start rationing. Soon I'm going to have to start eating the dog kibble. I don't even have enough breakfast to last until he gets back and the youngest walked up to the store a couple of times already to get himself some frozen TV dinners but nothing for me and I simply can't walk that far. My hubby can't complain about the price either because it is our normal pizza weekend and besides, we also missed our snack this week,too, and I'm sure he's easily spend just as much if not more on his food while he's away as well and we haven't bought any groceries in 2 weeks,either.

I also just LOOOOOOVE these beautiful pink gown Princess Catherine is wearing shown above and below. They're just gorgeous and I would love to wear them except for the fact I don't have the figure for it and nowhere to wear them. I can still remember as well when the 23 YR old was little she was obsessed with "Will & Kate." We're getting a heatwave for the next couple of weeks as well with temps 33C and 34C with humidex of 40C and up and I really wish we had the pool open(we haven't for years now) but I'm the only one now still left at home that uses it and my hubby says it's not worth the expense( 2K or so every summer) "just" for me and another thing I miss as well is BBQ. My hubby hates doing it but my mother was obsessed with it and he only did it at her insistance but now she's gone he doesn't bother anymore even though I like it,too,but it's not worth it just for me, and I can't stand that long(esp. in the heat!) without passing out so I can't do it.

Yesterday I also scraped my lower left leg on the rusty screw on the canopy and it scooped a small chunk out that really bled and now there's a hole and I wonder too if maybe I could perhaps even have Diptheria with my baaaaad choking cough; maybe I picked it up somewhere in the Tropics during one of my many travels, and I wonder too WHY so many of them have to go naked at the Pride parades as well, and what does that even have to do with being LGBT,anyway? My gay friends would never go naked in public like that.

I also almost posted this the other day NOT seeing the part about cats and just seeing the books part so my addled mind read it as Time spent with books is never wasted and then when I saw the cats part as well I was like Gaaacccckk! Nooooooooo! I HATE cats!!! Just substitute "cats" with "dogs" and then it would be just perfect.It also hurts that Beja doesn't wag his tail furiously for me like he does for my hubby and the 31 YR old; the only time I ever get that is when I go out somewhere and then he's happy to see me when I come back but they get it all the time,daily, just for being present and playing with him and it makes me worry he doesn't enjoy being with me and I don't make him happy but he's MY dog and I should be the one he wants to be with the most, but it took awhile for me to bond with him in the beginning when Buddy died, afraid to get too close and lose someone else I love again,too, and also feeling a bit "disloyal" to Buddy but now I love him with all my heart and more and more every day and he's my sweet little boy but I just wish he'd love me like he loves them but no one will ever love me like Buddy did.
No one ever has and no one never will.

I also saw this, how Christmas trees were in the 60s and 70s with all the icicles/tinsel that apparantly were made of lead but it brings back happy childhood memories and the next door beighbours were outside smoking weed as well so at least they can't complain about me when I do it, and my hubby gets back in 3 more days and I've had a nice break as well.
Will we ever meet again
Feel no sorrow, feel no shame
Come tomorrow, feel no pain.-Supertramp

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