The weekend flew by as usual. Such a shame that it doesn’t drag out like the rest of the week does. Then again, sometimes the weekend can be too long. Guess it depends on what’s happening on the homefront.

Friday was a typical Friday at my house. Neighbors over playing pool. Only this time…I partnered up with another lady and we beat everybody that night. Hehe…..which is pretty sad on the guys part. I’m not that good but I am better than she is. I don’t know how we ended up winning so many games but we’ll take it.

Saturday we went to my brother’s karaoke party. I am not a singer but I love to watch people try. Some could and some had no business trying but it’s all in fun. If we didn’t’ leave when we did then I probably would’ve been up there trying to sing . As it is, I only dance at these things and that’s enough to make an ass out of myself .

Funny happening of the night: Gay guy singing “It’s raining men”

Sunday: Hmm....11:00am wake up time or there abouts....grocery story....napping by 3:00pm....sad...sad...sad

~ Pass My Shotgun

~ Psychotic Mood Shift

~ Perpetual Munching Spree

~ Puffy Mid Section

~ Pardon My Sobbing

~ Pimples May Surface

~ Pass My Sweatpants

~ Pissy Mood Syndrome

~ Plainly; Men Suck

~ Pack My Stuff

~ Permanent Menstrual Syndrome

 

 

I’m back to the trust bullshit again.

I came home yesterday with splashes of mud on the car with no idea where they came from. I don’t exactly remember every damn puddle I go through. Well for some fucked up reason hubby can’t figure out where it came from. He questions me like I’ve been somewhere other than where I was. I go to fucking work and I come the fuck home….my guess would be it came from somewhere in between those two places. I guess he thinks I took the damn car rooting or some shit. I have no idea. Maybe I should take it to the river with me next time!!! This shit drives me fucking crazy!!!

Hmm…so it’s hump day. I figured since I had a short week that it would go by quicker but that is not happening so far. Was busy yesterday at work…today not so busy. Makes the day much longer. Not to mention that it frees up my mind to think when I have nothing to preoccupy it. Which means I’ve had a lot on my mind today.

Ever since the weekend, my daddy’s been floating around in there. I’ve been remembering different conversations that we had just before he passed away. Things that he said that really made me think. I don’t know if he realized that what he said would impact me the way it did or if maybe it was just at the time in my life maybe the words meant more than they would have some other time. Either way….they made an impression of some kind on me. I’m still not sure if I could pinpoint that impression but I am still working on it.

It seems like when I start to think about my daddy….lots of other stuff gets mixed up in my thoughts also. I think it has to do with the fact that I could always talk to my daddy about anything and everything and now that he’s not here to talk to I’m kinda at a loss to vent some of the stuff that’s on mind. He would listen to me completely and not judge. No matter what I told him that I had done or was thinking about doing. He had his opinions but never tried to force them on me.

I went to the river the other night to do some thinking and my daddy crossed my mind briefly. I had so many other things on my mind that I had to more or less push him out so I wouldn’t have a complete crying breakdown. I think those are the times when I miss him the most. When I need him to talk to. Although I still talk to him (and yes…I’m sure I looked like a complete nut at the river talking to myself, lol) it’s not the same of course.

Well the tears are flowing again…...geesh I am such a crybaby, lol

By following the simple advice I heard on a Dr. Phil Show, I have finally found inner peace.Dr. Phil proclaimed the way to achieve inner peace is to finish all the things you have started. So I looked around my house to see things I started and hadn't finished; and, before leaving the house this morning I finished off a bottle of Merlot, a bottle of Chardonnay, a bottle of Baileys, a bottle of Kahlua, a package of Oreo's, a pot of coffee, the rest of the Cheesecake, some Saltines and a box of Godiva Chocolates.

You have no idea how freaking good I feel.