July 4'th 2016 in Plan B

  • July 4, 2016, 6:38 p.m.
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It is going on 3:00 and still haven’t done anything. I don’t have any guilt and no NRG. I know that I won’t be going downtown for it’s festivities as it is too hot out to really do anything. It is 91 and feel like of 105. No. I can’t even eat in this heat. The thought of going out and eating vendor food. O no. I got 2 well actually 3 invites and no. One was to the parade which lasts all of 30 seconds. Let’s see. We have the trolley full of the left over gay parade people. 5 cars full of city council people. Fire trucks which I see and hear every single day. Cop cars I know by heart. That is it. I have enough beads to get me thru the rest of my life and to go to out door bars is just too much. I know I am getting old but it is just nothing to go out for. The one friend who invited me out is going to sit in her brothers car and go down the street. WTF? She nor her brother live officially in town any more. Now if we had super soakers to soak each other mayby but just to “stand back” in case you get hit by a car going 2 mph you better be careful. I know I am being bad but I am being real too.
Eventually I will get this butt moving and do my bedroom. It has been driving me insane but other than that - no. I do have some wine in the house and my ipod is charged so there ya go. No plans are the best plans. Even Romeo says so. He asks me - Mama, are you going anywhere? I say no Romeo, Mama is staying home. He sighs a big ol sigh and says - good. There ya go. Happy 4’th.


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