his_princess
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Tuesday, May 8, 2012, 12:12:38 PM- Killing time before work.... | ||||||
So... we're STILL working on the girlspawn's room. Poohbare just needs to get the new light fixtures up and cut another 1/8" off the bottom of the door and we can move stuff in. Finally. We rented a Toro Dingo and a dumpster over the weekend and dug up another 10 yards of dirt/rock/plants/sod/etc. Got a buncha new stuff planted in the back and side yards, but still need to get sand/dirt/mulch/whatever-plants-we-want for the front landscaping and then that'll be done. My spinal fusion at C6-7 is scheduled for the 24th and there's all the pre-op testing/checkups/etc to be done between now and then. Post-op I'll have a lifting restriction of no more than five pounds. FIVE POUNDS. ffs everything weighs more than 5 pounds. I just dunno how how I'm going to take care of my family and follow doc's orders at the same time. It's causing lots of anxiety. Work has been nuts. We opened 60 new files in 3 months. Typical is about one file per week. It's been a bit busy to say the least. I took Friday off and my desk looks like a bomb went off. Dunno what they'll do when I'm out for almost 2 weeks. Oh well. I'm not gonna worry about that, too. I'm trying to bundle two months of stuff I won't be able to do post-op into the next two weeks. It's a clusterfuck. Meanwhile, I only sleep for about an hour at a time - sitting upright - before my hand and arm wake me in extreme pain. If I try sleeping flat, my hand acts up within minutes. Pacing is the only thing that settles it down, so after about a half hour of that, I catch another little bit of rest. Yeah, I've had better times. I'm overtired and generally cranky and figured I better stay away from here for a while cuz I'd just start picking fights and say things I might not regret. xoxo | ||||||
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Tuesday, May 8, 2012, 9:14:06 AM- | ||||||
Been busy Been hurting Surgery in 2 weeks Lots to do before then Love you all. No... correction: Love most of you. Several of you can just fuck off. | ||||||
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Friday, April 13, 2012, 12:25:53 AM- | ||||||
Yeah...so...Poohbare's boss sent him to a motivational seminar being given by some guy that used to be on a South American soccer or rugby team or something and I guess there was a plane crash in the Andes and the survivors resorted to cannibalism. I don't remember the story, but apparently there's a book and a movie about it. Anyway, being the smartasses we are, I told him not to sit in the front row -- you know -- in case the guy didn't have breakfast. Pooh said he wasn't lean meat. I disagreed and said he's well-marbled. After the seminar, Poohbare went out to lunch with a bunch of co-workers. Whatcha gonna have? Finger food? He said prolly liver or perhaps a frozen dish. The bad jokes write themselves; each less tasteful than the one before. HA! Yeah, I know. We just ain't right. | ||||||
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Saturday, April 7, 2012, 3:31:34 PM- | ||||||
So... Poohbare and I were stopping here and there pricing quantities of mulch for the landscaping. One place had a sign saying such-and-such amount covers 125 square feet at 2.5 inches deep. I ask Pooh "How much coverage is that?" (meaning how much of the landscaping would it cover.) He holds his index finger and thumb apart (about 2 1/2 inches) and says "Oh about like that." Asshat. | ||||||
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Thursday, April 5, 2012, 11:38:23 AM- | ||||||
Dog's Diary 8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing! 9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing! 9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing! 10:30 am - Belly Rub! My favorite thing! 12:00 pm - Lunch! My favorite thing! 1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favorite thing! 3:00 pm - Napped w/ Mommy! My favorite thing! 5:00 pm - Bully Stick! My favorite thing! 7:00 pm - Time for a Walk! My favorite thing! 8:00 pm - Watched TV w/ Mommy! My favorite thing! 11:00 pm - Sleeping w/ Mommy! My favorite thing! Cat's Diary Day 983 of my captivity! My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet. Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am. Idiots! There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of "allergies." I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage. Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow -- but at the top of the stairs. I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded. The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicate with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now... | ||||||
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Wednesday, April 4, 2012, 9:42:16 AM- | ||||||
So...yeah...blah blah blah, etc. | ||||||
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Saturday, March 31, 2012, 1:20:39 AM- | ||||||
Poohbare's birthday is tomorrow. He's made me promise not to make a big production out of it. meanie I'm still not sure of our plans for the day, or what gifts he'll get. Since he doesn't want gifts, I haven't been able to pry ideas out of him. meanie. So...I'll bake him a cake in the morning. I wonder how creative I can get with the decorating without waking him up and taking several hours.... [insert evil laugh here] | ||||||
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Friday, March 30, 2012, 12:35:21 PM- | ||||||
Well, Poohbare dropped off his car for repair on Tuesday and they started tearing it apart that afternoon. He's driving a new Camry currently and I gotta say I'm unimpressed. Man, did they strip down the creature comforts. Bad move, Toyota. He was dealing with a bad headache and some back pain, but that's gone away and his neck is just a lil sore. Not bad enough to see the doctor (he says). hmph. He decided to take the rest of the week off -- mainly cuz he can. In other news, the girlspawn dyed her hair black with brassy orange/blond streaks. She looks like a bumblebee. Oh well. It ain't my hair. | ||||||
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Tuesday, March 27, 2012, 10:48:59 PM- | ||||||
Yeah...so...Poohbare had a few days off work and traveled back to his old stompin grounds to see his granddaughter. On his way back today on the toll road he was second in line at the toll booth when the lady in front of him got done paying, popped her Jeep Cherokee into reverse instead of drive and punched the gas pedal. Her back bumper punched Poohbare's grill, headlights, hood, quarter panels, bumper, you get the picture. Minimum of $3100 in body parts alone. No idea yet what the engine damage will total. ...and life goes on... | ||||||
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Friday, March 23, 2012, 12:14:19 AM- HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SPARKLY! | ||||||
Three years ago today, Poohbare asked me to marry him. Perhaps I should have asked "when?" instead of merely shouting "YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I love you, Poohbare. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me and I'm soooo grateful you found me! | ||||||
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