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violence, terrible grammar, gratuitous sex, strong odors, seed porn, and possibly improper French

Sunday, September 24, 2017

Religion in a Nutshell

Friday, September 22, 2017

Blessed Mabon

Thursday, September 21, 2017

Canada Eh?

Wednesday, September 20, 2017

Wet Cat Wednesday

Tuesday, September 19, 2017

Get Ready, The Rapture is Coming, Again

Hey y'all, don't forget that Saturday is the big rapture, again.

The last ones didn't take so this time will be the big one.

Since it's happening this Saturday, y'all be ready to score some cool free stuff. David has his eyes out for a free boat for weekend fishing on the coast. 

Monday, September 18, 2017

It's Monday

Last week Friday I had an appointment with my pain doctor. He was busy with a full load of patients at the Outpatient Surgical Center so he had his nurse practitioner take over for him. Kay is wonderful. She prescribed a Medrol Dosepak for my arthritis back pain. I started the dosepak which is a Methylprednisolone or corticosteroid that is used for arthritis pain, on Saturday I felt the effects of it almost immediately. Sunday noon I seemed to feel pretty good, then I noticed the sciatica pain running down my right leg. Last night I felt like shit because the sciatica pain was too much to bear. I took one of my regular pain meds and it killed it for a couple of hours, but then the pain began to feel worse. The only thing I could think of was either I popped a disc or I'm just pinching that damned nerve again. Anywho, I'm a bit pissed off right now because I was hoping to be pain-free for a while longer before I have to go in for another Radio-frequency Oblation. I see my pain doctor in December, a week before Christmas. Oh, joy. I just know he's going to set me up for another RFO. I hate that procedure. It's so fucking painful.
Ever since Friday when I got back from the doctor's office, Lucy has been my shadow. She had that worried look on her face when I came home and she went where ever I went. She was so close to me she was underfoot. She never left my side. David said it's something in the way she saw me on Friday. My pain level was 9+ and I think she picked up on it immediately. Lucy is on the couch next to me at this moment sleeping but she has her body so close to me that if I move she will wake up to follow me or keep watch on me. It's so cute. She snores just like a congested little kid. The phone just rang. David was calling me. Lucy jumped up with such a startled look and she let out a howl. She got scared because I moved. Poor little baby. She does worry about her mama. I guess it's because I'm the dog biscuit and treat giver around here. David never gives the puppies treats. Don't ask me why cause I don't know.

Sunday, September 17, 2017

Religion in a Nutshell

Thursday, September 14, 2017

Canada Eh?

Wednesday, September 13, 2017

wet Dog Wednesday

Tuesday, September 12, 2017

It's Tuesday

I'm trying to get through this massive migraine. It's been going on since last week Friday. I thought for sure it was going away this morning but NOOOOOoooooo. It just seems to want to stay awhile longer. David keeps worrying that it could be what his mom had, bad migraines and then she died from a brain tumor. I've just gone through CAT-scans and MRI's and even an MRA to see if I had an aneurysm. I'm fine, I just suffer from really bad migraines.

Anywho, did anyone see how crazy Twitter got on Tuesday? Oh, Mamacita! Rep. Sen. Ted Cruz watched a mini-porn clip on Twitter and then did the silly thing of liking it. Yeah, he pressed the LIKE button and the Poster Boy for Anti-dildos got caught with, ahem, his hand in the cookie jar. Twitter was aflame with Teddy Tweets. It was funny as hell. This morning Teddy Boy was written about in the news too. Read it here:

Well, I'm going back to my nice dark bedroom and try to get rid of this pain. Y'all play nice nice.

Saturday, September 9, 2017

Religion in a Nutshell

Friday, September 8, 2017

Actual Veterinary Signs

Thursday, September 7, 2017

Canada Eh?

Wednesday, September 6, 2017

Wet Cat Wednesday

Monday, September 4, 2017


I'm back on track with my diet. This past week I lost three pounds and I didn't do anything. I never gave up, I think it was that I hit a plateau and my body said, "wait just one fucking second, woman! We have to rethink this weight loss idea of yours and then we'll get back to ya." That was like months ago and I never heard from my body until now. So I guess it decided dieting was a good idea.

David fell Saturday. He was moving some chicken wire we had for the veggie garden and his feet got tangled up in it and he flopped down hard on his right side on the courtyard pavers. He got up and he's okay, but he's hurting mighty bad. I thought he might have broken a rib from the way he was hurting. It's now Monday and he's got a bruise on the area where his rib cage is but he says he's fine. He finished the yard work this morning.
I moved my petunia baskets to the courtyard. There is a partially shaded area that gets the morning sun and then it's partially shaded by the neighbor's trees. I need to figure out what size pots would be good for my lemon trees. They're only 10 inches tall now with another one that sprouted during the rain storm. It has gotten to be 5 inches now. I also have to repot my pineapple plants. They have taken off like crazy. They won't have fruit for another two years but I have to find them forever pots so they can be moved into the laundry room on a dolly. I need to be able to move them on my own. I can't depend on David for everything. Who knows what the future holds.
Speaking of future. David and I will be celebrating our fifteenth wedding anniversary this September 7th. YES! I know! It's hard to believe that I would be celebrating let alone being married after all these years. Time flies so quickly when you have fun. 

Sunday, September 3, 2017

Religion in a Nutshell

Saturday, September 2, 2017

Fascination With Farts

David is off for 3 days and I'm playing foreman to keep him busy. Right now he's cleaning up the yard of all the dead branches that were knocked out of our trees. There's quite a bit on our roof too. The thing about pecan trees is that dead branches only fall from the tree if there is a substantial amount of wind. We had gusts at 40mph when Harvey came for a visit. That's about enough wind to do the job. I told him to pace himself and not to do too much in one day. He's not a young dude anymore. 
Stacy over at Magic Love Crow asked a funny question in my comments section. She asked,
"What is it with you and Debra this week and farts?"
Well, I guess the cat per se is out of the bag. Debra is really me. YES, yes she is. No, really! I'm rich as fuck and I live in Canada and I'm on vacation in Texas. I have twenty-seven children, all of them play hockey professionally, including my two girls. Three are still in college. My husband is an actor. I actually have no dogs. I have 2 cats named Heckyl and Clyde. I have a fascination with farts. It's my life. So there you have it, Stacy. 

Well, my work here is done. Y'all have a magical day. 

Friday, September 1, 2017

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