After my last post, I needed to write something happier. I don't want to worry anyone and I certainly don't want to freak out Slutty Hoe. I mean, have you ever seen a Slutty Hoe Freaked out before?! Its not pretty. Clothes start flying, people run and scream for their lives, the seas turn purple, the streets run with nacho cheese; its a big ole mess. Worse than the 3 mile island incident that happened on the very day yours truly was born. Yep. While mom was pushing me out of her uterus, there were people freaking over a nuclear "incident" somewhere else in the country. But that's not what I want to talk about today. Oh No. I am going to try to keep this post happy and light. Shouldn't be too hard since I feel happier than I did last week.
I am not, generally, an unhappy person. This blog certainly doesn't prove that by any means, but those of you who know me in "real life", know that I can plaster a smile on my face and have a good time pretty much anywhere, anytime, with anybody. I'm easy going, patient, smart, and have the occasional funny fall out of my mouth. I don't seem to have a problem making or keeping good, life long friends. My hubby, although un-intelligent, neglectful, and sometimes an asshole, does not hurt me physically in any way. One of the best things to happen recently is I finally made a friend of my own here in the Burque. So, my life isn't so bad. Really. It could be worse. I know there are lots of people out in this big ole tiny world that have a life incredibly worse than mine. Its hard to remember that when your having a shitty ass week, though. Oh and BTW, I was surfin the crimson wave last week, so I'm sure that had a lot to do with me being ruled by emotion more than my usual logic.
So what has happened in the week between these posts that have made such a big difference? Well, for one, my hormones stopped doing the mackerena in my brain. That helped. Also, I got to spend lots of time with Slutty Hoe over the weekend. We had the best time EVER!!! We watched Monty Python's Meaning of Life, (which the hubby hates, so we vary rarely watch it when its just him and I), we got to hang out and talk lots, and the highlight of my weekend........I got to go to a Celtic Festival!! I told Slutty Hoe this, but I am still so thankful that I have to say it again. I would have never got to go to that festival if it wasn't for Slutty Hoe and Her man. (Fuck it, Lets call him Lord Dragon. If he ever reads this, he will know why I gave him that name. Slutty Hoe, feel free to tell him about it. You know what? Never mind. I email him all day long, I'll tell him. Sucka) Seriously. The hubby thought it was a Renaissance Fest, and he "doesn't like those". I remember once, a long time ago, I came to visit him here and we caught the tail end of a renaissance fair in one of the parks. He really didn't seem to mind it then. *shrug* Oh well. If it wasnt for Slutty Hoe and Lord Dragon, I would have had to go by my lonesome, and where is the fun in that? What he ended up missing was a shit load of kick ass bagpipers, tons of people (men and women alike) in kilts, some...Different...Sporting competitions, like the giant log toss. (If anyone reading this can explain that one to me, I would be grateful) Slutty Hoe bought the prettiest Celtic cross necklace, Lord Dragon got a really cool chain, and I bought my very first sword. That's right. A Sword. Hilt, blade and everything. The Hilt has a Ram's Head on it. Me, being the lovely Aires I am, born under the Chinese zodiac of the goat, figured this was the weapon for me. Its not a perfect killing tool, but I'm sure if I stabbed a mo fo with it, he would go down. Its not like I need more home protection anyways. I mean with the several guns, two dogs, and some cast iron skilletts, all easily accessible, you would have to be crazy indeed to come into my casa uninvited. Pfft. Like there has ever been ANYBODY not invited into my casa. That is one thing I do like about the hubby still. He is just as inviting as I am. He is just as free with whatever he has as I am. All my friends know that if they need anything, including the shirt off my back, they can have it. (I'll hold my nipples in, so you all don't get your eyes poked out.) I think that's the way people should be. If we were all a little more willing to be hospitable, wouldn't the world be a little better place? Sure it would.
I just got word from Lord Dragon and he's cool with the name.
Yay! I figured he would be. That man. Wow. Can I say that again? Yes? Okay. WOW. If perfection was able to walk this earth, it would be embodied in him. I know that sounds bad. Trust me, I have no romantic feelings for this man. I have loved him like a brother for years before he and Slutty Hoe hooked up. I cant see him as anything but a brother. But he makes Slutty Hoe so happy. I don't think I have seen her this happy in a very long time. The last man to make her happy, for one, was not always a nice man. And for two, I don't think he ever made her nearly as happy as Lord Dragon does. Its satisfying to me to see them together and content. I don't know what the future holds for either one of them. Hell, I don't even know what the future holds for me, but I think these two have a chance. Better chance than any who have walked in LD's shoes before. Even with all the things I'm dealing with in my life (to be gone over at a later time) I cant help but smile when I think about them two. No matter how shitty my mood, or day, the thought that there is a man out there who is treating my sis the way she deserves, and the way she has needed to be treated for a long time, makes my heart warm and gives me hope.
Speaking of sis, here is a little note, just for you. I read your thingy on myspace about how you and I almost stopped talking. Seems to me like you still carry a bit of guilt around for that, and you shouldn't. It was a long time ago, I have moved on, and you should too. I'm going to love you no matter what happens in our lives. You are a good person who has made some mistakes, but, hunny, everyone does. I cant hold them against you and wouldn't even if I could. You support me in my decisions, I'll support you in yours, even if they hurt me, because I want you to be happy. So please, don't let that hang over your head anymore. What's done is done and I believe our friendship and sisterhood came out stronger because of it. You are my best friend, counselor, ice cream buddy, partner in crime, and savior. I love you.
*Images used today were from Abby Goldsmith. Thanks Abby.*
