I'm Going to Catholic Hell . . . Again

Shit! How one little guy in a white dress and skull cap disrupt the internet is beyond me. I could not get on to do anything this morning. All the sheeple were skyping and tweeting to their hearts content. Yes, I was watching the live feed of the pope's speech, only for the first ten minutes. You see, Lord Vader Boehner made me laugh. He was blubbering like a cry baby. Blowing his nose. Then sticking that nasty handkerchief back in his coat pocket. EEEEEW! 

The pope could calm down the most rambunctious bunch of kids, just look what it did to Congress this morning. The pope put half the world, not to mention all those on Capital Hill to sleep this morning. That little man can really bore the living crap out of a person when he speaks. The only highlight that got me going was that it looked like Justice Ginsburg was flashing some knee at the pope during his speech. She quickly covered it up when the TV cam picked up on it. You Go Girl! Turn that man of the cloth on! Yeah!

This Is Such A Boring Post

This past week has had too many lows to count, but I won't go into them. I just know that when I become very depressed I can't remember my dreams. That's usually my first warning sign.

Well, David decided to grab me up Saturday and go for a drive in the country. He didn't tell me where until I saw we were headed north of town. It felt so good to get out and about. It changed my whole outlook.

We went looking for a new spider plant because mine died when David was in charge. Many of my houseplants bit the dust and my beloved spider plant was what made me the maddest when I found out. But I eventually just let all this go even though I was heartbroken over it.

Anywho, we hit all the local plant nurseries and nothing. I was a little down but not ready to give up. We went to lunch and then started looking some more. Why we didn't look closer to home I'll never know. But my favorite place to shop had them. All my plants that I wanted. Only thing is I was too tired to get out of the car to go looking around anymore. We gave up. But we will be going back to the Plant Place to find my perfect spider plant and a couple more things.

Yesterday I felt like doing a couple of loads of laundry and I vacuumed and mopped the whole house. I was tired of dirty puppy prints on the windows so I cleaned the back glass door and the front living room windows. Crap! I got so tired after that. David came looking for me and found me lying down with the puppies. He wanted to tell me that he was so pissed that the DVR only taped 2 minutes and 11 seconds of Sharknado 3. Like I care. Inside I was dancing. Yes! The Goddess heard my screams. BWAAHAHAHAAAAHAHAAAAA!

Anywho, this morning I got up early and made coffee, which I never do unless it's a bit cool in the morning. I just felt like it. Spunky was barking in his sleep when I passed his bed. When he howls in his sleep it makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand straight up. Wicked feeling. I need to do a few things outside this morning before it gets hot. We haven't hit 100 yet but August is almost here and we might just hit it yet.

Just Stuff

Okay, two weeks ago I had a nasty cold that later got worse and turned into bronchitis . . . UGH!!  Now I'm over it and I'm fighting asthma. I first thought all the coughing and sneezing and wheezing was another fucking cold. But then I saw my doctor this morning and learned I have asthma. Yay!  Sometimes I just want to curl up and die. Will this shit ever end?

This weekend was absolutely fandamtastic. On Saturday David and I were able to vanquish a list of much needed house chores with the weather on our side for once. David did the yard chores and I got rid of all the house chores. Then we took the puppies out for a nice refreshing drive with the windows down in the car. On Sunday the morning temperature was in the 50's. All the puppies ran into the bedroom to get warm with me. I slept in until about noon with them and David caught up on TV shows from the DVR. We later watched football and then went out for dinner. I told him we're turning into a couple of ol' fogies. He said yeah but we're comfortable aren't we. I have to admit he's right. I guess it's just us getting old.