updating conversations

hi blog, i'm so tired. physically tired and mentally exhausted. frustrated is a good word. as is autopilot.

i wonder if men, who don't take talking as serious as they should, understand how many misunderstandings and/or arguments could be NOT had if they would just UPDATE a previous conversation. and...i could end up looking like less of an ass because i make plans based on PREVIOUS conversations.

like - maybe tell me you made a phone call and that you'll be working tomorrow instead of having the leisure day i thought you were gonna have. and - telling me about the change of plans like it should be common knowledge and i'm a fkn idiot for not knowing better. cuz yeah - i can read minds again.

gah!!

my bumper sticker got stolen. it's a magnetic bumpersticker so you can imagine how easily it could be removed from my truck. it was a bumper sticker about pooping. it was really funny cuz i'm the queen of pooping. i mean, no one else would know that - it'd just be a stupid bumper sticker about poop. but who takes bumper stickers off of people's cars? that's just really subversive.

P, shane and i had a really good day today (if you don't cound the assenine conversation earlier this evening. we spent the day, traveling a few times, to the town park. they put some benches and swings overlooking the creek and it's all shaded and it was sooooo beautiful. P and shane searched for frogs and fishies, i read my book and saved a frog from shane's clutches once (she wanted to take it home...again). it was nice. really nice. it's definitely on our list of things to do list!!!

i weened myself off my meds - cold turkey is best but i'm just about off everything but the HBP, hot flash preventer and opium. i'm happy with that. when you go to bed and the palm of your hand is full of different color and shaped pills for everything and anything - that's not good. it's also not good when your hubby says he can tell when you've taken your meds because you're slurring words. so bye bye. eh...nothing really worked anyways - just made me not really care that i pooped 12 times a day instead of fixing the problem. and the only thing that fixes that problem is not eating. which i can do for a day but after that i'm making up for the day i didn't eat and it makes the bathroom worse and what the hell am i talking about this for? i sound like my sister whining and boo hooing. jeez!!

unfortunately tomorrow i have to rid the family of the dog and a cat. we've tried making it a family discussion/vote type thing but the children only see cute kitty and fun puppy....not the bad behavior. both the animals are using the house as their litter box/poopy place and that is not tolerable. the dog was housetrained before we went on vacation and now she'll look right at you and take a dump on the floor. i talked to the vet to find out if that's a normal thing after spending a week in the kennel and he said maybe for the first day but after that - no. molly, the cat, has started peeing on the floor too. i scoop the cat boxes daily so it can't be that. she even peed on the floor about 4 feet from the cat boxes. wth? this was going on well before vacation...caught her 3 times now. who knows how many times it's gone on when i haven't caught her. so now i have to be the bad guy....

so...that's updated autopilot. i'm tired. i'm going to bed. but i'll be up in 2 hours cuz...well, my hand is near empty. ;o)

who is that old lady in the mirror?

hi blog,

i was wondering something - how do you make friends with and accept the old lady you see in the mirror?

:o)