Purling Dervish

I’ll be treating mine to a JetHawks game (and then dinner). Since I was invited by one of the guys on the team.

Don’t ask.

I’m not quite sure what happened either.

But I’ll have good seats.

The CoG* had something to do with it I’m sure. I think Cookie would agree. I guess when someone said there was something about me… he was right.

Ala the voice of sanity, I may be ripping my Icarus. I think I need to go up a needle size or two. I’m using a 6, but the solid part just seems too solid. Did that make sense?

Dinner was nice. He brought over everything and grilled salmon and veggies. Yum. He brought a movie too - The Kingdom. (LOVED IT! And this was the second time I’ve seen it.) He even filled my grill tank.

Erm. That sounded kind of dirty.

>^;^< MEOW >^;^< Or whatever sound a cougar makes.

*Catalyst of the Gods.

p.s. My comments aren’t coming through right… but I’m checking on you guys!

I can’t explain the freakishly large hollyhock either. That is a 6 foot fence back there.

I canceled the Saturday date with the “gouge my ear out” guy… using my limited talking as an excuse. He may have redeemed himself by showing up with (a can of) chicken soup. Ahhhh. Life in a small town. Everyone knows someone who knows where you live.

The Universe however, decided to smack me down for trying to weasel out of the date by giving me what is probably strep throat.

So, he took pity and offered to come over and cook dinner for me tomorrow.

The official date is back on for next week. FINE! Whatever! I’ll admit it. I can be a sap sometimes. He could have just been nervous on the phone.

Pain doc may be attempting to induce a comatose state. o.O If you don’t hear from me, I’m probably in a corner drooling.

That whole little ER incident last week… do you think losing 15 pounds might have something to do with it? (yes, doc adjusted things)

:::: doin’ the happy dance :::::

Have a happy weekend ya’ll. I’ll be kicked back trying to figure out when I’m taking what pill and trying not to accidentally overdose.

Here she is!  My finished Forest Canopy.  We had our ups and downs and finally, the voice of sanity (WHA!?!??! Yeah, I called her that) prevailed and proclaimed that I had served enough time.  She is beautiful and I love her… even if I hated her for a while.

I might wear her on my date Saturday.  If I go.  Because Ms. CotG, I figured out what number three was… how about me losing my voice?  HAHAHAH!  Yeah.  (Well, and I wanted to gouge my eardrums out after talking to him yesterday.)

Plus, I think I deserve a pass this week on having to be nice to idiots.

Hopefully the pain specialist gives good drugs. 

How three years of your life can fit in such a little box.

So much for going to the beach today. It is only going to be 61 down there today. ICK! I’m staying in the desert and the high 80’s. Crap. I think I’ve officially become a Desert Rat.

Apparently, we have a hobo duck problem in the desert. Who knew?!?

Ladies that Lunch - Desert Rat style

BABIES!!!

I swear officer, I did not attempt to lure this child into my car. o.O

I can’t get this song out of my head. I think it’s time to go dancing again. I blame thank the Catalyst of the Gods.

TMI is a little risque this week. But there is a surprise picture at the end if you play along.

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