today.

stressful. slept until 11.30 and rushing around trying to get stuff done before going to get me some new SMALLER clothes! don’t have to do everything, remember!

happy perky time.

i am flying!

i cut my own hair just now. i cancelled with Amanda earlier today because I felt bad. I have been really productive today! That is quite important to me since I am not working right now. Lots of things done.

i really want a portal webpage like onestart, but for my life. is there something like that?

catching up on postcrossing. i don’t think i can type right anymore. i wonder if we will even take kelly’s boat out this year. blah.

meredith needs …

i got a cute card from cassie from postcrossing and went to take a look at her site, Paper Kitty. I found this, too!

Go to google and type in your name, followed by ‘needs,’ like “Nicholas needs.” A lot of mine are about Meredith from Grey’s Anatomy, but I picked some other ones, too:

• Meredith needs a shrink
• Meredith needs a makeover
• Meredith needs to mind her own business!
• Meredith needs oral and written communication skills
• Meredith needs to grow up
• Meredith needs to do something to counter balance the failing magazine industry
• Meredith needs a common vocabulary for certain words
• Meredith needs space and time to recharge
• Meredith needs to get healthy
• Meredith needs a vacation

Dad was here today but only for a little bit. The window guy from Tommy D’s came to measure and estimate for new windows! Exciting!

A beautiful Great Spotted Woodpecker from xpaula:

smart.

Hercule Poirot to his companion Captain Hastings: “Hastings, why do those people keep staring at me … and push each other … and laugh?”

Hastings: “I don’t think they’ve ever seen anyone quite like you before, Poirot.”

Poirot: “Ah.”

sad.

i got a.s. last friday but for some reason as i think about the last week, all i get is ’sad.’ i didn’t even WANT the stuff for the first couple of days. like on friday, the thought of doing it was abhorrent.

friday- went to erin’s, rear-ended by rednecks.

saturday- got pizza, felt bad afterwards. at too much that night!

sunday- nick painted drawer. what did i do? chores in the evening.

monday- dr. weber appointment at noon. daddy did window upstairs, vent on scaffold

tuesday- was working on basement table project. he put in new door! he left at 4-4:30.

wednesday- post office? couldn’t make a decision? can’t remember!

thursday- dog here with me. brush-scaping.

friday- didn’t eat anything from 8a when i got up until 1:30p. i had tried to exercise and felt like crap. need to eat!

Daddy was here from Monday ’till Wednesday this week and finished three ramps and the upstairs bedroom door! Now George can easily come visit and the cats aren’t in imminent danger of being maimed by Nick in the wee hours of the morning.

I took Lucy to KFP after Daddy left - the Dog House has been so busy that we can’t even get a reservation - only one day this week and usually it’s three! We went on the nature trail (where she saw a skunk in the underbrush by the side of the trail a couple of years ago) and guess what happened! A skunk got her right in the FACE!

daddy.

daddy’s here working on the house; he (with a small bit of help from me!) finished most of george’s ramp yesterday! today he (again, with bits of help from me) will do the other ramp from the breezeway into the house, and yet another one to get her off the walk and into the yard.

catching up.

Birthday today! Nick, of course, didn’t take off from work. I think he did intend to but, still, I’m alone on my birthday. Maybe that’s ok. Sigh. At least things are better than last year. Twirly died, we were so sad, and taking the rest of the cats to the vet, waiting to see if they were going to die, too … that was enough horror for several years. I feel very lucky and blessed that we have made it another year and we are all healthy and alive and able to live how we want. I know these things but the anxiety takes over and I forget.

Elina sent me a birthday flower! She has the best quotes:

“Nobody has things just as he would like them. The thing to do is to make a success with what material I have. It is a sheer waste of time and soulpower to imagine what I would do if things were different. They are not different.”
- Dr. Frank Crane -

terrible.

headache. it’s so awful. i’m running out of pseudo-sudafeds … no money … maybe I should take the real ones anyways, aren’t they supposed to work better? now i have heartburn, too!

yesterday was bad. bad. i don’t want my parents telling me what to do and what not to do about the cleaning thing. i gotta start elsewhere. ate so much crap. so much.

day again.

bad weekend. friday we were planning to go to Seymour, stay the night there, and then go eat Fish at Mike Linnig’s on Saturday. But I worked in the garden for like 3 hours on Friday and didn’t hear the phone. George said she didn’t want to go because she had a bad bladder infection, finally went to dr., etc.

So we didn’t go anywhere on Friday but to get more gas then just decided to get Taco Bell and the sky was so scary and it was raining a lot. Got a bag of chicky at Sams on Friday along with a 3lb bag of berries for only $8!

Saturday we went to Bob Evans and were going to do a bunch of errands but then realized we only had $300 OF COURSE. Insurance, meds, taxes, gas. Haven’t even gotten to the $50 water bill or the soon-to-be $150 Comcast bill. My license expires next week, we don’t have any food. But we did go to one yardsale (and Bob Evans!) before realizing we were in the shit again. $60 PS2 - Nick is elated - a $10 Cuisinart coffeemaker (I should have offered $6) but it’s awesome - 2 pairs of shoes, Bjorn nice black leather sandals and these ones with pink dog-prints on them - and two purses, a pink one that looks like some design my mom has and a straw bag.

Looking cute on Friday night:

But then after we went home on Saturday it kind of went downhill. I had suggested going to Kelly’s to get this softball stuff (after we got it home we didn’t even touch it, it’s in Nick’s car still) so we did. It was so boring, blah blah blah.