Tomorrow... in 2018

Tomorrow is the day… I’m not exactly hopeful but I guess we’ll see.

I had a pretty eventful weekend. On Friday I saw Garfunkel and Oates with the bff. It was hilarious. On Saturday morning the bff and I went to a book convention. It was a lot of fun. I bought too many books. We got our pic taken with some book cover model guys. There was a table passing out jello shots, one passing out vodka soaked gummi bears, one with just a giant bottle of Jamison and throwaway shot glasses, a table that had a dick ring toss where if you got it on there you got a mini bottle of liquor, and finally a table passing out condoms. Then that night I went to the Ed Sheeran concert with my sister and her hubby. Snow Patrol opened and it was awesome. There was even some ginger eye candy sitting right in front of me. Of course I didn’t have the nerve to say anything.

I took all my dogs to the vet on Monday for their yearly stuff. It cost me like $680. Everyone is mostly good. My one dog had really bad teeth and he still wants me to bring in a urine sample so he can check it. Later that night I popped a bunch of plaque off her teeth. Then I gave them all baths. So now I just need to trim all their nails and we’re good.

I guess me and F are ok… sorta. I mean we’re still talking and kissing and cuddling and hugging on each other. I’m still pushing him to do something but I doubt it will help.