Yesterday was so surreal. So fucking strange that I felt I had to go back to bed but I didn't. I read blogs all day long and commented where I needed. If I didn't do it then Happy New Year everybody. I was reading the news this morning, ugh! It's like, when is all this shit going to stop. Then there was the mishap with Mariah Carey at the New Years Rockin Eve. AAHahahahahaaaa! That woman is washed up. She needs to just go away, far, far away.
Anywho, I think the dogs celebrated Saturday night because yesterday they were really, really quiet. I think they partied with the cats across the street. I really do. Hell yes!! They slept most of the day and Spunky kept walking around the house like a drunk with his blanket slightly wrapped around his old self. It was so weird watching all this unfold around me as I spent the day on the couch reading on my laptop. The dogs just walked slow and careful around the house like they were nursing hangovers. Strange shit, y'all. Strange shit.
David goes back to work tomorrow, the 3rd. It was kind of nice having him around this past week. I didn't feel like a prisoner for once. He let me sleep late Wednesday when I was fighting my insomnia last week. We spent some time with his daughter (my beautiful step-daughter) up in Austin and then had a quiet few days before the new year rang in. We went to bed early and woke up early as usual. It was nice.