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I love saying Hump Day. That is all.

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Ok, this magical creature is balancing out here now. Phew.... birds are singing again, starry eyed look back on my face and scowls at bay. We went and had some great Thai food last night and had some great conversation. That's always good for lifting my spirits and getting me in tune with Cowboy, especially when he's starry eyed back at me. We did have a debate regaring what Dry Humour really means. He swears he has dry humor, I disagree and was trying to explain to him what dry humor is (which in my opinion was sort of layers of humor that you had to look for or rather, pay attention to get as opposed to straight out mean humor that you really don't have to look for). Though I think I stressed the dead pan style of dry humor more than just general humor. I told him we'd clear it up today with some googling. I found this and sent it to him and of course, I'm right (but he's not openly saying that yet). Dry humour is humour told in a “dry” way, without emo...

I am woman, hear me sob.

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PMS is a bitch! You gotta know that I don't use that word lightly, I just don't. So you can see how passionate I feel about this, right? My cycle is as follows Day 26 or so - cry for a good day and a half/2 days about everything and nothing at all then cry more when you ask me what I'm crying about. Day 27 - eat everything that is placed anywhere w/in my reach and if it's not in my reach, I'll drive to get my hands on some chunky monkey, hot fries, hostess cupcakes, cheetos... Day 28 - contemplate the bloat that makes me see a distorted version of my body type in the mirror, then cry about it until Cowboy asks what I can do about it to make myself feel better, then I ask him if he's trying to tell me that he thinks I'm fat. Cry more. Apologize for being a severe weirdo. Cry a bit more. Days 25 - 28 - intermittent, random growlings and twitches in my right eye Harms pointed out a great point "Your Cowboy is going to have somethin' on his hands...

Sentimental blubberings

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Ok, so I've had some quiet time in the past few days to do some thinking and turns out, I think I'm going to miss some people a lot. I've been talking about the excitement behind moving and the new and interesting scenery, people, experiences and moments in general that await me but not about the scenery, people, experiences and moments that I'm moving away from. Makes me a lil sad at times. I'm at a place in life that I'm trying to make some of my relationships better, figure others out and accept the gap that's left in others and really figure out some of the experiences in the past 32 years that got me to this point in my life now. How can the last 30+ years feel like such a blur that brought me to this day? I mean it. Everything... My relationship with Grasshopper that taught me so much about what love feels like when you never really knew it before (he did have his strengths even though his weaknesses led to our demise) and then when things got bad,...

Hump day random thoughts spilling out of my head

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On a random note: I love me some Quaker instant flavored oatmeal. Banana Bread and Maple & Brown sugar are my weaknesses in their array of flavors. I've been having it every morning (weekdays) for about a year now and it just doesn't get old and the cozy feeling it gives me is awesome. I even get that twinge of sadness when there's just a few spoonfulls left and I start taking smaller spoonfulls just to make it last. Simple pleasures? Mmmm.... oatmeal good. I'm realizing that if I stage and primp up this house anymore, I won't want to leave. I love it. It's so very aesthetically appealing and smells cozy (I'm keeping vanilla and pear candles lit around the house all the time) and if I was turning into a clean freak before, it's intense now. Cowboy is being very understanding of this anal level of cleaning and being very helpful so that's a lil less weight on me. Speaking of being understanding, he had a particularly hard day at work yesterd...

Weekend wrap-up

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Baby Nanners party on Saturday was loads of fun! Unfortunately, I think I jinxed a few incidents by buying Cowboy the 'It's funny till someone gets hurt' tee because people started dropping like flies after that. Hmm, bad ju ju. Now I know and we'll have a ceremony to burn the tee and wish good sporting karma back upon us. The 80's field day garb were so appropriate for the event! I had short shorts envy going on and wanted to switch shorts with Tyra but she wasn't having it. Grrrr! Now that she's almost 13 she decides to go and make her own decisions and stick to them. Bah! I disapprove. Seriously though, that's what I call a party. For the record, Europe did sing the song Cherokee . I mentioned this on Saturday at Baby Nanners partay and was met with blank faces of non-recognition. That was good for my peace of mind to be able to confirm it. Yet MORE cleaning, packing and 'staging' was done yesterday to the townhouse and we now officially ...

Happy Happy Joy Joy!

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Thank you Jemmy Pie for pointing out CNN's love for my next dwelling . I have got to get a mountain bike and some good spandex. No thank you Jemmy Pie for sharing such a freaky news story with Cowboy and I. This is sick and twisted. And I love you. Well, putting the house on the market on Monday (I think) so we're in hustle mode with the house now. I gotta say, it's looking good. We're 'staging' rooms and hoping someone's going to walk through that house and squeal like I did when I first walked through it and proclaim their need for it. ((crossing fingers)) So, we're thinking about the playlist for the music that's going to be playing at the wedding and I'll just mention again that it's going to be the most random, A.D.D. mix of music ever. There's one song in particular by a Colombian artist (Juanes) that we know we're playing because we [read: I] love it and everytime I hear this song, I get all sappy. No, I mean, really sa...

Jameka says God is gangsta

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So, because Jems has me hooked on Big Brother, it's watched in our house ever Sunday, Tuesday and Thursday night. We had to admit this outloud in front of some friends on Saturday night after I kept proclaiming "God is gangsta" with every win we had at Sequence. A few funny looks later, we found ourselves admitting that we watched BB8 and being the pun of a joke or two. Thanks Jemmy Pie! Actually, it's the one show that's watched on a regular at my house right now so I'm not that worried that it's my one current simple pleasure from the boob tube. Jameka (one of my favorite characters on BB8) was explaining the evils of the devil (literally spouting out "Fuck you devil!" at turning away temptation) and how God works in mysterious ways. She summed it all up with "God is gangsta!". word. If I don't stop saying it, I think the wedding's off, or at least delayed. I think I'll stop soon. Harms introduced me to what is now my ...