Today is the one week anniversary of my 39th birthday. (more…)
Posts Tagged: ‘puppies’
bloody tags
I had to take Fronkles to the vet a few weeks ago, because something was off. When the vet asked what the issue was, I replied, “I’m not sure, but I reckon he’s been eating the bloody garbage.”
The vet, with a straight face looked at me and said, “What kind of blood was it?”
And I was like, “Wow.” (more…)
i love to break phones
It has been a quiet week. I’ve been internal, I chanted a bit. I’ve been spending as much time as I can in the sun before winter sneaks up on me.
I also had the great pleasure of my phone breaking, completely. This means all contacts were lost, photos probably got erased. Of course I don’t back anything up on my phone. I’ll back my writing up, to a certain degree – but my phone?
That’s too much work. (more…)
i can’t lie. puppies.
I think my abrupt honesty with regard to my emotional state can be startling to some people.
I know I said that I wasn’t going to talk about him anymore, I’m not. I’m talking about me…
I’m still not good. Saying that I’m worse than I have ever felt isn’t really stretching it. According to my best friend, one time I was worse. (more…)
this internal. dwelling. top ten.
Love to you blog tribe.
I’m still internal. Sometimes I like it, sometimes I look around for the nearest sledgehammer to break the crystal globe I’ve been hibernating in the last few months.
It’s interesting to reach a point, after maintaining a “blah-g” for so many years, where I’ve literally retracted for an overwhelming number of reasons.
Top 10 Reasons I’ve Crept Into “Me” (more…)