Tomorrow.

Tomorrow is my mother's birthday.  

She would have been 85 except in December it will be 2 years since she died.

I can't believe it's been that long already. It's actually gone by pretty fast. She's always been such a big part of my life and has always been there and it just felt like she always would be so now it just feels sort of weird that she's gone now. It almost feels like a big part of my life is missing now. We used to get along well too until I had kids and she took over and over-stepped boundaries and also became nasty , mean & controlling as she got old. We also would go to our fave. Italian restaurant 3 times a year: for Mother's Day and for both of our birthdays and I miss that. It was harder at the end as she was old and used the walker and had a hard time getting in and out of the car but she still managed because it meant so much. I think it would be kind of "fitting" if I died tomorrow, on her birthday. She was also born on her uncle's 21st birthday.

I also saw this and we had those exact same doorknobs at our old Toronto house which was built in the late 1800s. I remember them on bedroom and closet doors as well as on the French doors. I love them and wish they still made beautiful old fashioned things with character like that now. I also heard Stairway To Heaven again and got more weed my month's supply only it cost more this month because instead of just the usual pre-rolls(which I also got) I had to get some dried flower( the stuff I put in my bong) as well which I have to get every 3-4 months. I also used my last bath bomb and Beja peed on my flip-flops that were near the back door. I can't believe he peed on it! What a bugger!

Here is also one of my fave. Pope jokes:

The Pope was doing a crossword puzzle one day when he asked one of the Cardinals,"What is a 4-letter word for a woman that ends in u-n-t?" and the Cardinal replies "Aunt".

The Pope goes, "Do you have an eraser?"

I dont see the point of living at all anymore.-Dear