June 17, 2018


went to Renelda’s birthday party. it was nice.
and then Mom wanted to go to Jeff.
no water, no shopping purse and she wanted to do to Jeff.
and we did!
we hit Lowe's, Menards and Sam’s. got lots of things for the house.
Mom had me look at the floor lamps, as i need one for the basement. i didn’t see anything i really liked buy Mom was willing to go to $80 for one so i have an idea.
she did veto the streetlamp at Menards.
so we were eating at Steak ‘N’ Shake and Mom was all, we are going home after this, i can’t even anymore today.
at the next table over was this toddle child that had a cow Cabbage Patch Kid doll.
Mom: Look that up!
Me: Target sells them.
Mom: Hurry up, we need to go to Target!
and we go to the store to buy two of them dolls for the twins.
and then we finally went home.

June 16, 2018

5 yr blog, day 1714

“What makes you cynical?”

2017: the store.
2016: so with i’ve been saying.
2015: will go with last year’s answer.
2014: ok, so the definition of “cynical” on my Merriam-Webster Dictionary app is: “believing that people are generally selfish and dishonest.”
working at Wal-Mart and have the customers just lie to you, all day, every day.

i hate that place.

June 15, 2018

5 yr blog, day 1713

“What’s your favorite gadget?”

my cell phone and tablet.
2017: my cell phone.
2016: HAMMER!!!
2015: hammer!
2014: a hammer.

i like using a hammer at the store.

June 14, 2018

5 yr blog, day 1712

“Did you exercise today?”

walked almost 6 miles at work today.
2017: no.
2016: no.
went shopping with Mom, in the heat. that’s my workout.
2015: no.
2014: not really. i went shopping with Mom and that has walking so i will say i did ½.

after the move, i want to do the yoga and start my walks again.

June 13, 2018

5 yr blog, day 1711

“Something that made you worry today ___.”

nothing, really.
2017: not a damn thing.
2016: Orlando.
and my boys.
2015: general worries about Colt.
2014: i had no worries today.

i think i’m always going to worry about Colt.

June 12, 2018

5 yr blog, day 1710

“Is something in your way? Can you move it?”

i am in the way.
i need to move myself.
2017: i need to get back to moving. i’m not right now and it’s starting to bring me down.
2016: it’s my room but i am moving, one slow step at a time.
2015: i am moving, one foot at a time.
2014: if there is, it’s me.

i need to move.

I came home last night and had to bury one of my kittens

I came home last night and had to bury one of my kittens.
He seemed fine that morning and when I came home, he was dead.
I wrapped up him up in a crochet triangle I was working on and buried him in my garden.
I kept telling him he was ok and I was going to take care of him.
Magick just followed me while I went and laid done Rubber Band and got a shovel and buried him.
Going back to put the shovel away, Ziggy, who’s been really aloof lately, meowed and let me pet him.
I can’t stop crying over this death of my little squeaker. Rubber Band never really meowed, just squeaked. I pet him and talked to him that morning and he did his usual squeak squeak.
I just feel like shit that I went to work and left him to die. I know he wasn’t alone, the other cats were there but, was he scared? Did he hurt? He was so soft and tiny and his coloring was so different that I couldn’t wait to see him grow up and be beautiful.
Every time I feed the cats, he would be there just squeaking. I would pick him up and pet him and love on him. 
This morning he wasn’t there.