Okay to NOT SO okay

Sitting here watching 'Sex and the City' while my husband's at the gym. I really love watching this show. There is one episode I really love. I always felt like I was Carrie's character and my husband was Big's character. That was so us in almost every way that was in the show, except I learned alot quicker to not push my (now) husband to marry me. (We waited 14 years!!!) So yeah,...I was okay NOT being married. I love how he loves her, how she loves him, all the episodes my husband and I've been thru,.....all the fun, all the not-so-fun, ALL OF IT. I wouldn't trade any of it. So I love my girlie-time, too...I'm going to color my roots, watch more SATC,Friends, and The Nanny, and up until a little while ago, when I found Munky in the garage mezmerized by something that I finally saw was a palmetto bug, I was going to do laundry. NOT NOW. Oh God no way! I hate those things. I literally become hysterical when there is one in the house. (In the past, I've actually called my husband at work to come home and kill a palmetto bug in the apt., slept in my car because I couldn't catch one in the house, and slept on the couch for three months when my parents found a nest next to my bed in a pot of a fake palm tree someone gave me to decorate my room. Yep.) I HATE them and I'm deathly scared of them. No lie, no holding back, I'm a big baby when it comes to those things,.....and stitches,....I can't deal with stitches. Getting them, seeing them get done, even on TV, or in the movies, I can't watch, I get really skeeved-out. Even seeing them AFTER they've been put in. Eeeewwww. Oh no way.I just can't. I wanna toss my cookies totally. How I ever got piercings,(nose and bellybutton,) and tatoos,(3), and then get two removed, I will NEVER know. (Getting them removed is the MOST PAINFUL thing I've ever felt. O.M.G. Not exaggerating one bit,-I wish I was.) I still have one last session to go for the last one to be totally removed, and I've been putting it off for two years now. My husband goes with me,....but I can't lie,....it's excruciating. You smell burnt skin, and it oozes and it's a big open sore for at least a week. It's gross. Thank goodness it's on my back,and I don't have to see it, or can't see it, believe you me. Because I couldn't take it.( I'd still have those ugly-ass tatoos on me.) Yup. I sure would.

All in a days work

My computer has not been working for over two weeks now, and can you believe it? My husband (of all people!) talked with someone at the gym, and told him what to do to get it started again, and it worked! I would've never believed it was something as easy as it was. Never. (And my husband doesn't even know how to turn a computer on.) Yep,-really. Anywho!-sitting around right now doing some laundry, and my little Munky is fast asleep on the chair next to me. My little peanut. We were outside tonight for over an hour,...she finally got herself up in a tree.(She's been trying so hard to learn how to climb a tree, and couldn't. Poor thing.) Tonight she finally got her little body up and in the tree. She fell out mind you and then hissed at me when I went to see if she was okay, but I think it only bruised her little ego.(You know how kittehs are.)I was so happy for her. She acted like it was nothing tho.Silly lil kitteh. Got on Facebook, went thru ALL my emails. God it's great having the computer back again. Everything else on the life-front is the same. Still hating our legal problems, not interested whats-so-ever in the Super Bowl again this year, haven't won the lottery, and haven't been shopping in WAY TOO LONG! I'm jonesing to be honest, but I need a new anything like I need a hole in the head! I just can't. At least not until I start selling again on eBay. THEN I will shop again. (Let there be shopping!) Well,...on that note,...I will say goodnite, and I still have to fold laundry-ICK.

Can I have a do-over?

Went to the funeral today. Very hard to believe,...very hard to think about,...very hard not to cry. I got thru it. Home, and watching TV, playing with Munky, and my husband just went to bed. We watched the Golden Globes tonight, and I'm so happy that Natalie Portman won for 'Black Swan'. Great movie. I saw it two weeks ago, and I loved it, (but I knew I would. ANYTHING with ballet, and Natalie Portman I LOVE.) The Patriots lost, and that put my husband in a tizz. He was so mad,....but I told him he has to put that in perspective,....believe me,....after that funeral, nothing seems important anymore. It definitely puts things where they should be. I have to start making us realize that things aren't so bad for us. They aren't. But when all these legal shenanigans ends,-things will be MUCH better. I hope. Time will tell. Maybe Keechi will give me some incentive just by seeing her and having lunch with her. She was always my inspiration when I needed it. Always. I have to keep trying. We will have a great lunch tomorrow. I'm really looking foward to it. I'm going to end on a good note for once,-but I still wouldn't mind a do-over for this year already. Too much sadness. It's gotta stop. It just has to. Looking foward to lunch and shopping tomorrow at Aventura. I'll see ya tomorrow and let ya know how it went. Yay me.