just...blah

hey kids...

yes, i'm still alive. i can't believe i've neglected my little bloggy like i have. i've just kind of been in a funk i guess. lots-o-crap-and-drama in the life of biddy these days. i swear, i don't know why people insist on stirring shit up in my life...especially when a)they have no idea what the fuck they're talking about b)they're doing it to deliberately hurt me, just because and/or c)the shit they're stirring isn't even factual!

fucking people, dude...

anyway....the past weekend was a pretty good one, even though friday got off to a reallllllllllly shitty, tear-inducing, so pissed off i'm gonna punch a fucking wall, start. i got to spend some time with a bunch of people from the local cushman club and was forced to ride in the west texas fair & rodeo parade. while i felt immensely stupid, it did bring back a lot of really awesome memories. i love hanging out with those people...most of them have known me basically my entire life and they are always ready to talk about my precious papa. they never fail to tell me a story about him, make me laugh, and tell me how much they miss him. almost four years after his death, the man is still making us laugh. that's the kind of legacy i want to leave.

so yeah, the weekend...didn't get my house even remotely clean, but i did help mommy dearest with the house 2 doors down from me. some. ok, i ran errands for her, but hey with my back the way it is, i can't exactly do manual labor. plus, it saved her a lot of time. i also got a marriage proposal this past weekend...from a 72 year old ;-) my sweet Larry (from the club) always calls me his girlfriend and said to me this weekend "ya know, if i wasn't married and about 40 years younger, you'd have to beat me off with a stick." haha he is just the sweetest thing. he reminds me a lot of papa...an eternal kid. karen, his wife, is a lot like me - snarky, witty, bossy, and can go from zero to bitch in .3 seconds if need be. they're friggin great...

i have chatted with juliet several times since her arrival in FRANCE! it's just pretty awesome and a little crazy to me that a friend of mine up and moved to the outskirts of PARIS! because she wanted to. because she wanted to, people....i wish i had the balls to do that. maybe someday. but it will be italy. i'm saving my pennies now so i can go see juliet in her new homeland (and to hopefully take her to italy because HELLO? italy!)

hmmm what else? i suppose i could bitch and moan about the rain. i know, i'm from west texas and it's against some law (probably punishable by hanging) to complain about the rain. but you know what? i'm fucking sick of it! the fair & rodeo is in town y'all! i want to go stuff my face with artery clogging, heart attack inducing, ass enlarging, FAIR FOOD! sausage on a stick? mmm funnell cake? maybe just a few bites (i still have a love/hate relationship with funnell cake)...aggie fries...lemonade... yeah, i could still go out there and eat in the rain, but that totally ruins it... keep in mind, it's also a rodeo so that means lots of animals. lots of animals equals lots of shit and ewww wet animals. thanks, but no thanks. my bloodhound nose can't take it.

also? all this rain is NOT good for my work ethic. all i want to do is stay in bed and SLEEP with the windows open so i can hear and smell the rain. le sigh...

so, today i'm at my original office. it's kind of weird being back. of course, i've been told it's only temporary. ugh...i love being a ping pong ball!

still haven't heard a WORD from Rimmy. i'm not sure if i should be pissed or extremely worried, so i'll go with both.

ok...that's all i got for now. in the words of jake, "i done."