The curtain is down on the birthday weekend.
Thank the good Lord above because I couldn’t take much more! I’m exhausted! We finished it up last night with a trip to Eischen’s for some chicken and okra. It’s a gastrointestinal experience quite unmatched anywhere. Home to take more cold pills and hit the bed early.

Yes. I’ve been fighting some sort of funk for about three days now. People around me have been coughing and hacking and feeling badly so I’m not surprised that I feel bad. Compound that with the 72 hour party and it’s pretty much inevitable. So, I’m powerdosing with Vit C and others stuff, plus some cold pills. Tonight, another night of home early do a few loads of laundry and take myself to the bed.

Today is Veteran’s Day. Happy Day for our Servicemen and Servicewomen. I’d like to write something today about that but…it maybe an evening post. I will however share this, from Kieth Olberman. His special comment on Prop 8 brought me to my feet.

It’s also 11/11.

I have a thing about 11:11 so maybe today at 11:11 11/11 something brilliant will happen!

I hope it does for all of you.

I’m taking my drag queen voice into the kitchen for coffee. Happy Happy Tuesday. and again, thank you all for the phone calls, voicemails, texts, posts, comments, cards of delicious firemen, and generous love for me this weekend. I am the luckiest girl in the world.

I love my birthday. I always really have. There have only been maybe one or two times that I did the anti-birthday thing and pretty sure that can be traced directly back to Ex-Him. Whatever.

I love my birthday. And we have been celebrating…a LOT. I feel very secure in the fact that I will need either a kidney or a liver transplant by tomorrow.

Having said that, let me please say this:

THANK YOU SO MUCH to all of you, for participating in this with me. I am most blessed by all of you. Near and far. I am surrounded by love and let me just say, I’m aware of it and I am NOT taking it for granted.

I love you back.

Here’s a few words from a man that we all know I love:

“People talk about the meaning of life; there is no meaning of life–there are
lots of meanings of different lives, and you must decide what you want your own
to be.” — Joseph Campbell

I’m taking those to heart this year. Clean slate. Do-over. Do-better.

BRING.
IT.
ON.

yes we can.

Kizz, Clemo, and Gert, I love those posts! Go over and see what they gave me today!!!

Great night last night. Thanks to everyone that came and played! I had a great time, and twisted off just enough! No falling down. Still grace and dignity. All good. Today is brunch and then home for a nap and some lounging with the last dvd of Weeds. I have a play meeting at five then hanging out with the girls again!

all good. alllllll good.

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relief came yesterday.
relief from the game that I’ve been playing all year long, does he, doesn’t he, will he, won’t we?

GAH.

So sick of the brain time spent. And again, fine with how it turned out. There was a bit of a come-to-Jesus via texting/emailing, and going to bed last night I wondered if I’d wake up feeling different. I don’t.I am relieved to be relieved of this. Done. Done. Done.

Cue music: Stupid For You by Marie Digby
Roll credits: many thanks to the supporting cast of all of you
Camera pans to final scene of a couple leaving by boat, into the setting sun.
Oh, and that guy? George Clooney.
I’m the blonde in the boat. (LOOK HOW LONG MY HAIR IS!)
Aaaaaaaaaand scene.

So that’s about all I want to say (for now) about this. But I would like to direct your attention to the comments section of Woot! Woot!

THAT is some serious support~! (and I don’t really think I slammmed anyone into any lockers, but there is ample want to throw New Girl somewhere tonight. I don’t know if she’s showing up. I don’t care. It’s my party and everyone else can frack off.)

Got a full book today, hooray!!! Gonna make some money and get to hang out with friends tonight! brunch in the morning with C2Supercouple, Eischens on Monday. Weight Watchers on Thursday. FOR REALS!!!

For whatever reasons, the answers I’ve been praying for came this week. Lose ends have been tidied and chapters have been closed. Believe me I don’t understand timing and missed windows and fear anymore than you do. Powerful motivators in our lives. But I believe that things do happen for a reason. I am going to believe that these answers, though they are NOT the one’s in MY movie, came at the right time. I get to start my do-over on Monday with a clean slate. Heart. Mind. Clean Slate.

I appreciate that, Universe. Props to you.

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/22425001/vp/27591495#27591495

The festivities begin today!

I tried to kick them off last night, but ate some really good nachos and had three beers and got tired! home and in bed by 10pm! Ha! Oh well, am saving up for the weekend!

I got some new jeans yesterday. And like anything new that i get, I want to wear them every single day. I also got some of those weird things they call tops. or are they a dress that you wear with leggings? I dunno. I got a few and tried them on and they are most certainly not going to be worn with legging. my butt is too big and my buisness in the back is on full view. Oh well. I tried. Anyways, got a few new bits for the wardrobe, and that is always exciting.

I don’t really have much else to say. Everybody needs love. Gert and Noodle. B and Scotty Ringo. Joe and his vehicle. Clemo in his blizzard! Send some their way, okiedoke?

and hey!!!

IT’S FRIDAY!!! FUCKING ENJOY YOURSELF A LITTLE TODAY, OK???

muah. I love you.

So, as seems to be the temperature around here, B and Scotty Ringo are dealing with work issues. Here’s some power from your friends at the Circus. We are behind you and beside you and are waiting with open arms, an open beer and a fistfull of goldfish.

MUAH!

POWER!!!!

These guys were indited yesterday on charges of planning to harm a president. How many in the class believe we will see more of this because of the color of his skin? How many of you have heard people in your state make comments about such a thing happening, with a smile on their face?

Are you worried?

Any more than your worried about any other time in history, or any other president?

I wonder.

I’ve perused several of our NaBloPoMo participants, finally getting to send a comment here and there and it seems that everyone is saying the same thing. Whew! and trying to process their emotions and get them into posts, none of which is happening quickly. I think we are all in that boat.

Last night was a quiet one for me, sans my NBC station and it felt pretty good. Looks like tonight will be the same. Fall weather blew in last night, borderline chilly, so I’m making some pasta sauce out of the homegrown veggies that I’d put up this summer. Tomorrow night begins the weekend of birthday festivities. I’m finally taking myself to see Doubt at Carpenter Square.

I had plans last week with two “friends”…granted all week long these plans had been really tentative. But on Thursday night, I got confirmations from BOTH the New Girl and the Redhead. Well the next day at work, the New Girl text that she got tickets to the Hitchcock thing at the OKC Philharmonic and was it ok if she bailed as they were gift tickets and for that one night only. Sure. Fine. No worries. It is Halloween afterall and the Redhead is still going so whatever. Later that day, when I sent a text to him to get a for sure and call about tickets, he tells me that New Girl had asked HIM to the Philharmonic, and he “really was interested in that too, so he was going to just flip a coin”

Fuck.
That.

There is a line, that is easy to cross in this situation. One that casts me in the role of whiney, pouty, girl left out of the fun. In reality, the role I played was this:

Anger can be a very motivating emotion.
But it’s one that I have a hard time hanging onto these days, after living in full blown rage for so many years with Ex-Him.

I was hurt. I am hurt. and I went over and over and over the details, and even removing all the extraneous emotions and feelings and putting it in the best possible scenario…it was a shitty thing to do to a friend.

But I’m getting over it. and the Redhead has heard my voice and heard my anger. New Girl, well she knows I”m pissed. She knows things are not the same as they were before.

SO…..anyways, tomorrow I’m taking myself to see the show that I was supposed to see last weekend. Then hanging out with friends and watching some football on Saturday night for my birthday. Sunday I think we have a play committee meeting. I want some more football, maybe a movie, something. Oh, maybe brunch! Monday is the actual birthday and I’m going to Eischens for chicken and okra and beer. Sweet mother but it’s good.

Excited to be on the precipice of the fun. Wish you were all here to play with me! In the meantime, have a fabulous day! for the Normals, you got one more day kids! For the Kizz’s this is it! For the ones like me…we’re at the halfway point! we can make it!

Yes. We. Can.

Got home tonight for the first Wednesday ep of Life since it moved to a new time and what the screamin hell???? My cable box was down. Apparently this April-esque stormy/tornado watch weather we’re having this week in November has jacked it all up. I was missing channels 1-13. now, I’m down to missing two…one of which is NBC. I thought it might have recorded, since the DVR was lit up like a Christmas tree. Alas, I got nuthin.

Stupid stupid stupid.

It was a decent enough day. I think the attitude is one that is shared by many of us here in the blogsphere. Breathe. Break. Begin.

I’ve heard everything from “he is evil, to ‘we’ll all be speaking Arabic in 6 months.’ and I agree with my good friend, they are to be pitied. sad.

In other news…found out today my dad is getting married.

again.

I suppose there’s something to be said about optimism.

I don’t know what that would be so I’ll just leave it alone.

Did I tell you Stormy came home? Yep. Night before last he showd up with his little black nose all skinned up. Maybe he ventured into Republican cat territory. Crazy cat. I promptly put collars on ALL OF THEM. He ate and ate and ate. Since it’s raining a fool tonight, everyone is inside and feeling needy. Such is life.

So. Life. Anyone catch tonight’s ep? I wonder if my local channel will replay it at some ungodly hour of the night and my dvr could magically catch it. maybe. stranger things than that have happened in the last 24 hours!

Halakaleem to you all. I’m to the couch to finish watching some OKC Thunder basketball. (bless their hearts.)