And I have my windows open and my air-vents undone...
Not that I am complaining about the warm weather, but it sure is weird. Three years ago, it snowed October 10th or so, and the snow did not leave until about May 10th the next year...
I think we had colder days during the summer...
Of course, I am a wuss and never wear short pants in summer, but that is because of the &@&&%!%#%#!! gnats and mosquitos and OMG, the horseflies! Telling you what, when you work out of doors and the little buggers are out in full-force...
Does not know how to play catch, I throw or kick the ball and he sits on my feet and wags his tail...
I encourage him to chase it and he rolls over and wants me to rub his tummy...
I point to the ball and say: Get it...
And he smiles at me...
Of course, he is only 6 months old and has only recently learned that the indoors are not for peeing in and he is almost proficient at that now... He is far too sweet of course, so I forgive all...
Anyway, there is a new babe on CSI, Sofia? With an accent, who looks devastating in a 'do-me and don't stop' killer-red evening gown and four inch high 'come f*ck me' heels. I can't wait to see how she will interact with the other female characters on the show...
Anyway, it reminded me of another time, when this friend asked me what to do about her tongue getting tired an her jaw cramping. (She had just come out and had her first girlfriend. They are still together, aww...)
Since when did 'I' become the lesbian sexologist?
I took her to an Ice Cream parlour and bought her a double scoop in a cone and some big gum balls.
Straight (Yes I know, the word 'Straight' and me hardly go together in a sentence...) faced I instructed her to eat the ice cream without eating the cone itself and to then chew at least 3 of the gum balls at the same time.
I sagely told her that if she did thus every day, her stamina would increase...
After some very long moments, my friend processed what I said and then proceeded to chase me with the ice cream while I howled with laughter.
After the danger was over, I reassured her that she would get used to it and one day would look back in fondness at her sore neck and jaw cramps.
We used to go out and eat every weekend, I miss her...
The stories those dinners and the subsequent 'post-dinner' events generated are damn funny...
Clean sheets, blankets shook, mattress turned and beaten, time for bed, what bliss, even though I go alone...
I had the oddest dream last night...
A bunch of Olympian Gods and Goddess' were rampaging around waging war and peace and making love and weaving webs of deceit, rather like the mythology suggests that they did...
Anyway, it seems a whole slew of female Gods were interested in me, and I have this feeling that I was not exactly mortal. I was not a Goddess or anything, just not a mere mortal, whatever that is. *shrugs*
Athena and Artemis were removing my armour and were about to do 'something' and my stupid alarm clock woke me up!!!
Ah well, maybe they will come back and say 'hi' tonight...