Tuesday is Just Monday's Ugly Sister

Remember I said David knocked down all the wasp nests? Well, this morning I saw where those little fuckers that didn't get sprayed are building new ones. They are so diligent and quite fast at building too. So far I counted tree new nests. David will be busy this weekend again. Little bastards.

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We also have a Yellow Garden Orb-Weaver in the back yard near David's work shed. I couldn't take a picture in time for this posting because my camera is recharging, so I borrowed one. Anywho, this rascal is pretty as hell and just as harmless. It has such a neat zig-zag stitching going up the center. I found out that's to keep birds from flying through their webs. I won't be nuking these guys from space.

The puppies have been acting crazy this morning. Fighting over toys and what-not. I've had to separate them for the remainder of the day. Lucy is under my desk, Spunky is in David's recliner and Pebbles aka Gator Bait is in the corner near the TV. I really don't know who started the fighting or why, but I put an end to it but quick like. Now they're just staring at each other, making faces. 

David will most likely come home and ask why they are in "time out". Frankly, it's beyond me as to why they are fighting. The little shits were fine when I got up. They just started they're crap when I came back from getting the mail. They'll stay in "time out" until they can behave themselves.

Thursday I have another doctor's appointment. I'm getting so fucking tired of all this medical shit. I'm about ready to throw in the towel. My doctor took me off my happy pills that were helping me cope with all this and now I'm back in my depression mode. Nothing makes me happy. He's going to hear from me on this fucking shit come Thursday. I'm pissed off royal because I have no energy, nothing that helps me fight this crap. My temper is short with David and I have been living in our bedroom for the past week now because I don't want to be upset with him. My doctor will most likely send me to my psych. Just one more asshole to deal with.

I'm In Need Of A Pintervention

I need a Pintervention for the next few days. Seriously y'all, I spend more time on Pinterest than in reality. David left me here last night to go to bed and I forgot about the time, spent something like ten fucking hours on Pinterest before I noticed the time. It was four in the fucking AM!! SHIT!!

 It's like a fucking drug. I love it and yet I hate it. So today I said no pinning or Facebook. Well except for my usual Ramsay meme for Melissa. But otherwise, under no circumstances will there be any pinning or Facebook today.

Oh but I have to go look at those Samoas cookies that Kallan Kennedy posted from Pinterest. I LOVE Samoas, so I have to go check out the recipe and try it. It's just one little pin, that's all. I won't be on long. Promise!

Sorry about the sporadic posting my dear minions. I've been either at the pool or here working out. I haven't had to do anything lately so that puts my ass in a wicked funk you wouldn't believe! Or would you. Well I do know a few of you would understand what I'm saying.

I'm going on my second year in a couple of months of posting on this blog and I feel like seriously quitting. I really started it to keep myself and a few of you that wander into my trap entertained. I could be pulling wings off flies now and then but this was mainly to keep me out of trouble.

I've been having trouble sleeping again and I'm getting so fucking moody that I feel like one day I might do something I may regret. I've been very snappish with poor David. I hate hurting his feelings. I love that man sooooooo fucking much! I have been having crying jags lately because I can't go back to work for at least another four to six months. I know it's my depression creeping in again. I've been pretty damned great about keeping that filthy bitch at bay. Goddess! Why am I saying all this shit!!  I need to go away for a while. Sorry my minions.