According to my phone it’s a sunny 28 degrees, my window confirms the sunny part, the friggin’ cold part was was confirmed when Sah-son let the dog out.
Sah-dog is pretty oblivious to time. Sah-son takes care of his needs at night and I take care of them during the day. He wakes, sleeps, eats, and goes out whenever. He stopped sleeping on the bed years ago, I don’t know why, but he’s never been very athletic and I always had to help him up and I think it hurt his legs to jump off.
I had a dog years ago named Yasmine. She was my dippy-hippy dog, I’m sure had she been human she would have been a pot head.
She hated mornings, always growled at the alarm clock and snuggled against me for 5 more minutes. She’d also walk me to the gate each morning, then take my hand in her mouth, pull me back to the door, and beg me to stay home.
The family gave my mother a surprise birthday party Saturday. We, of course, were not invited. I wouldn’t have gone anyway - but I think it is damn shitty of my mother’s other daughter to ignore Sah-son the way she does. I still treat my nieces like I always have.
I can be damn sure somebody in the family will ask me why I wasn’t there, and isn’t it time I made up with her and I should pray that God heals our relationship because they love their sister(s) so much and I just don’t know what I am missing. I also will get the how selfish I am because don’t I know how much I am hurting my mother by being this way?
I have found that asking them how many of their bf’s of theirs did their sister try to fuck usually ends the conversation pretty quickly.
OAOASO wanted to get back together. He said he was coming over yesterday, but it didn’t happen - I’m not surprised. Tells me everything I already knew.
I’ll be making spaghetti and meatballs sometime today.