I am in possibly the most vile mood I've known in ages. Work has far too much going on and I've already gotten weeded for the week - it's only MONDAY and I'm weeded. FUCK!
Trooper finally gets home tonight and nothing is done that I'd hoped to get done.
My belly is going "Hungry - no, wait - Barfy! No, uh - hmm...hungry? Crap. No, no, no. Definitely barfy. Yes. Er - maybe."
I want my mommy and my woobie, a Dilly Bar and a dark room.
And I can hear mommer, now - "Want in one hand and shit in the other and see which one fills up faster!"
Fine. FINE!
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Handsome man will come home safely and in one piece. He will give you a big warm hug and let you know how much he has missed you and, suddenly, all will be well in your world, at least for a little while.
; )
You were right, of course. LOL
Only took till Thursday to get caught up...
Glad to hear it!
The calender is free. Drive on up I have a appointment for a haircut and a massage, then home to cook something involving 13 ingredients, a large flame and alcohol. Which I may just eat all myself. That would make ANYone feel better. Even me.
Frack! I am in dire need of hair doings and was seriously considering the massage myself.
Sigh...
I reckon it won't be long before I load up the pup and come a-knockin'. "Just give me snow, lots of snow, and the starry skies above..."
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