It's like waiting for Santa

It's supposed to snow in Alabama tonight. So far I haven't seen a flake, except the ones at the bar of course. I believe I'll talk to Lucy and take my happy ass to bed. Hmmm, she's past due with calling, so I'll just sit here and imagine awful things.
Yeah, that's enough of that. Where the fuck is my snow?
Let's see, someone told me yesterday Harry Connick Jr was coming to town, I like him, but not enough to buy a ticket. I'm hoping Saffire: The Uppity Blueswomen will decide to come back, but it's not looking good.
Looks like it's me and The Handsome Devil going to smoke and then I'll go to bed no matter what. Fucking snow is overrrated anyway.

I Did Something I've Never Done Before

Headlines are dollars if you're in the Newspaper business people. They piss me off no end, with tantalizing bits, that turn out to be nothing, pretty much like this post.
I threw a game of darts, not as in "I threw darts with friends" more like "I intentionally threw badly so the other team could win." I threw with a "friend" and it was ok, he just made a comment that pissed me off so badly, I almost had a stroke, and had to have retribution.
He's not a bad guy, but drunk, he's a fucking asshole. When he pissed me off, I told him so, but he seemed to forget that when he asked Annie and The Princess to play partners against us. No problem, except it wasn't really fair for me and him to play them tonight. So........
Annie and Princess 3, Rain and Asshole 1.
(P & A kicked our ass last 2 games without any help btw).

Intimate Stuff

Not THAT kind you perverts.
Trinity2 posed a good question about blogs and who you let into your life as far as telling them about it.
Go check it out and come back to me. I'm gonna branch off on the subject.
I told her Lucy encouraged mine, and it's all pretty much cool, and yadda yadda yadda, then I got a phone call from Lucy, which reminded me how much I don't share here.
Lucy did encourage me to start a blog. When I was working nights, I was a babysitter, watching machines do their thing. I played online most of the time, reading blogs was one of the ways I passed time. Lucy got from my conversations that I was intrigued, and she told me to start one, suggesting names until I settled on this one. All good, and I've talked about a shitload of stuff, sad, funny, strange, but there's a lot I can't say.
I may post a pic of her tits, in a pretty bra, but she consented to it and it's semi-tasteful. What I don't do is tell you about sex last night because it's really none of your business (unless she fell off the bed or something, that would be funny) and it's a little TMI, and she wasn't here last night so.
I can't tell you about her real life or mine.
I'm still trying to be anonymous, with a weekend girlfriend, who I worry much about.
Have good thoughts for her dad. That's all I can say about that.

Stuff

Work has kicked my ass the last couple of days. I had an appointment with Hot Doc yesterday, but she rescheduled for today, after I was already an hour late for work because I had an appointment dammit. So today I decided maybe I'd reschedule for next week because I really didn't need to be gone, and the pleghm factory started working a double shift. Needless to say, I took most of the afternoon off to go see Doc. I now have refills on meds, something for my head, and sweet memories of the sweater she was wearing. (Yes, Lucy will be kicking my ass for that one.)

I received my cooler full of goodies from Nebraska today, it's not amazing, but it was a great deal. I'm sure when it gets above (feels like) 10 degrees around here, I will be firing up the grill.

Pretty boring. Mom called today to ask if she needed that "new windows thingy", I told her no. What the hell was I thinking when I got her a computer? I bring these things on myself, I should know better, but alas, I seem to be an idiot.

The bra

Sharon wanted to see the bra I referenced a couple of posts ago. I don't know why it makes me think of ice cream parlors, but there you go.
Lucy almost accidentally showed this pic to my mother too btw. I managed to get the camera before she went too far back because I knew she'd already forgotten about this. There is a reason I call her Lucy. While it would have been funny, I don't really think Mom needs to see it.

Guilt worked

Yes, my mother knows me well, and the guilt trip was more than I could bear. Lucy and I went to Armpit Saturday to visit Mom and The Spawn (aka The Nephew) Mom was loving and funny and had me just where she wanted me. I was home to visit rather than calling her, where the guilt trip would have been so much worse. I do love my mother, but she's a fucking nutcase sometimes. Lucy convinced me it would be easier to visit, and she was right. So now I'm good for a couple of weeks.

Today, Lucy had to go home, and I hate that, but it's life. I was doing stuff, cleaning, packing up shit, Annie decided we should go out. It was all over after that. We got semi-intoxicated with a friend, and if you don't donate to a charity currently, consider The American Heart Association just because.

Dirty Old Man lost to the ladies, we came home, all good.

Aretha

I loves me some Aretha. Lucy found this tribute on TV tonight, and it's actually very good, but DAMN, who is dressing her these days? I'm sorry, but that is just wrong. In my opinion, she's still beautiful, still has a great voice, but geeeze Louise, the last few times I've seen pics of her, she's wearing something godawful like this. Somebody needs to be fired.
Ok, end of this rant.

It's Friday

It's been a long week, and probably a very short post. Lucy is here and wearing the icecream stripe bra, and yeah, ok. See ya later.

Long, convoluted post

This may take awhile. You might want to get a drink and settle in, or just pass this up alltogether. I'm not a perfect person..imagine that.
I'm not good at keeping up with people, including my family. Especially my family. I talk to Mom maybe once a month, Baby Sis possibly twice, and Dad much less than that.
I'm busy working, throwing darts, important shit like that. Lucy and I have tried to be better about visiting since we have The Nephew and all, but our social schedule is pretty full on the weekends since that's the only time she gets to be here. (Yes, I know.)

I called Baby Sis tonight to find out why I got this letter from Mom, IN THE MAIL, that led me to believe her cheese slid off her cracker, and Baby Daddy answered the phone. I don't have a problem with Baby Daddy other than he decided to have his midlife crisis right before he knocked up Baby Sis. They lived together for 3 years, were looking at marriage, buying a house........then he bailed, after proposing to her in front of 7 lesbians and a bunch of strangers while we were out having fun one night. I know, asshole. But I like him and he's at least a decent Dad.

I was just shocked to hear his voice on the phone because last I heard, a few weeks ago, they were done, he would visit but that was it. He was babysitting while Baby Sis worked tonight. That saved Mom and Stepdad from doing it so I'm glad of that, and he and I had a short conversation about what's been up, how everybody is, yadda yadda yadda. I guess I should check in more.

I don't have the balls to call my mother to ask her what the fuck is up,(ok, I don't want to hear her cry because her girls don't love her because I'm never around and Baby Sis who lives right there hurt her feelings again) so I'll call Baby Sis again tomorrow to catch up. At least Baby Daddy gave me her schedule so I can check in.
If you're still here, sorry, but thanks for reading.

I must get one for Lucy

I was going to show you a picture, but Blogger isn't having any of that. I guess you'll just have to go here to see the Brain Purse.

Too much free time

This place is pretty cool. I just thought the cow was fitting for Syd's place, there are plenty of other options.

Bliss to well, not so much

This morning, I turned off the alarm so I could spend a couple more hours cuddling Lucy before she had to go home. Good decision.
Got to work and had to bust my ass since everyone wanted something while I was not there. Fuck it, that's what sick time is for.
Threw some darts with The Dirty Old Man after work, came home...ran Annie off the couch eventually. Sitting here surfing, all good.
Went out to smoke and Betty and Veronica were strangely missing, along with the top of the "impenetrable" dog food container. They were having a pillow fight again it seems and broke the container. At least Betty brought me the top back so I didn't have to go looking for it. Good girl. I just wish they'd let me film these actions for a "Dogs Gone Wild" video.

Bye bye weekend

Well, it's been fun once again. I always have a good time when Lucy is around, she makes me laugh. She goes back to 2nd shift tomorrow so it's our last Sunday night for a bit. We were supposed to go out to hear a band last night with The Widow and The Ladies, but passed since Lucy had no sleep. She was looking at wedding dresses yesterday afternoon with a friend (for the friend, not herself) tho given the choice, yeah, nevermind. I hung out with the boys and we ran into some other friends, threw a few darts and got home by 9. Such party animals we are. Today we did stuff around the house, Lucy made dinner, I got real cheesecake, yum.
Ok, gotta take the dog to smoke and get some sleep. Later kids.

Yahoo

I just got a good look at my Yahoo avatar. I do believe she's packing. I'm so embarassed. LOL

Annie and Lucy

They are worrying me. They went to get pizza and it took over an hour. I think they're talking about me behind my back, bitches. Never trust 2 women at the same time. I'm pretty sure they're plotting to steal my jar of nail clippings, there's nothing else they could want. Bitches.

{disclaimer: The author may or may not be kidding, medicated, drunk, or all of the above. You decide.}

Boredom

It's Friday night and I'm home, have been for awhile. The Princess and I threw some darts, but obviously my talent wasn't in it, the bitch beat me. Annie is in bed, Lucy won't be here till morning since she's working 3rd shift this week. I'm bored, aren't ya'll happy?
Oh yeah, I need to tell you about my birthday.

You have the type of personality that people either love or hate.
You're opinionated, dramatic, intense, and very outspoken.
And some people can't get enough of you - they're totally addicted.
Others, well, they wish you were a little more reserved.

Your strength: Your flair

Your weakness: If you think it, you say it

Your power color: Scarlet red

Your power symbol: Inverted triangle

Your power month: March
I don't like red and I have no flair, other than that, Hell Yeah.

Blistex

I bought this today since I ran out of the house without my usual stuff. I do not recommend it. The texture is ok, but the smell is driving me nuts, I might as well have bought a "Black and Mild" wet it, and rubbed it across my lips. Yuck.

Real darts

I realized tonight, ya'll don't understand MY throwing darts. I'ts a bar, with a jukebox, and when we can get The Princess away from it, we have decent music. He plays his "fag music", as I call it, but we do take turns occasionally with the music. The Princess usually plays some Dusty Springfield and Aretha for me. We all throw in some Buffett for The Dirty Old Man. We sing, and dance our way around each other while throwing, we're not really serious about it. That's what makes it fun for me.
The Princess kicked my ass tonight btw, but we had fun.

Multiple bitches

I figured I'd get everything in one rant while I'm here.
1. I looked like a member of The Village People today and was not once called "Dan" or asked to leave the ladies room.
Ball cap, denim shirt over t-shirt, jeans and workboots. I wear khakis and get called Dan? WTF?
2. I stopped at the post office to mail a letter. No, I did not deface federal property (this time), I had stamps in the car. Do you think I remembered to put one of those motherfuckers on aforesaid letter? Noooo. I realized that as soon as it was out of my grasp.
3. Annie is sick. I am obviously not a caregiver and never will be. She called me before I left work to ask if I'd come home and feed the dogs. I did. Then I went out to throw darts and came home to find her whiney ass on the couch with a trashcan full of coke bottles. Really not what she needs to be drinking.
And how was YOUR day?

This is just....I dunno

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