Showing posts with label Blizzard. Anger. Smoking. Shoveling. Dog.. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Blizzard. Anger. Smoking. Shoveling. Dog.. Show all posts
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Let it snow, WTF, Let it snow,...
We've had big snow storms but never blizzardy like this. Yeah blizzardy is a word - look it up in your Fuck and Wagnel's or however you spell it. I would do the spell check thing but it doesn't know alot of words so I don't want it to break. No,..not drunk and no, Xanax doesn't seem to be working and yes,..left elbow is killing me. What else is new? It's anger you're looking at, I suppose. Just,...The Hunter kind of turned back into his other self yesterday and so it continues. I guess I am too gullible, gilligan, garbled fullashit,..whatever. I think I am just an optimist even though I pose as a pessimist. Got that? I am getting ready to go sit out in the opiu,..garage to smoke and drink my coffee and collect my thoughts or even make up some new ones. I am no fool. I know that when there's a blinding blizzard, you tie a rope from your starting point so you can follow it to get back. I was planning to tie it to the back door and unroll it as I travel across the barren wasteland to our garage. The very observant Hunter says, "I wouldn't go out there." To which I responded, "Neither would I." But I have to go outside cuz of his COPD,...oh, and he did tell me that when I find a partially smoked cig propped in the ashtray, it was his. Um,...what? I know. He truly does have trouble breathing and as a smoker, I do understand. I know I am just in a bad mood. That's actually weird cuz I'm a blizzard lovin' girl! I doubt it helped when he said, "I wouldn't go out on the big porch, it's all full of snow, but you could go out and stand in that little corner and the wind shouldn't get you." He's trying to be helpful. I will sleep off this pissy mood but God help The Hunter if he wakes me at 5:00 a.m. to get on the shoveling detail in the continuing wind-whipped snow drifts. 'Course that beats trying to shovel on Thurs. when it's supposed to be somewhere around no degrees out. And here's the funny part,.....Full-on sun that day. Shall I build a snow-woman wearing a bikini? Ah,..I'm done here. I haven't seen Belle and I am hoping The Hunter didn't let her out and forget to let her back in.
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