So here I was just getting back from town and my moms. She forgot her wallet in my car and was freaking out for 2 days. She’s content with the world again. I can’t complain. My cousins bought her a new recliner. Which I am happy to say she was enjoying when I got there. Maybe she will participate a little more now.
I’d no sooner got home than MawMaw Chris and her son Chad walked in. I use to have this really big thing for Chad. Not to much anymore. I mean he’s good looking enough and kinda enough. I just don’t see him wanting the same things as I do in life… Plus I’m still with my fiance Stacey, even though he is away most of the time. I’m faithful and really haven’t looked at any other man since we got together. (That makes me very proud to say :) !!!)
So here they are in my house which I haven’t really cleaned much this week for being busy, also why I haven’t written. My house isn’t dirty mind you, no funky smell or anything like that, just dog toys scattered in my livingroom. My dog really likes to play with her toys. I’m proud to say she is 9 months old, a german-short hair/blue tick mix. For those of you that do not know she is a hunting dog (widely known for racoon hunting). She is a house dog. Rotten. But in the house none the less. She is long and clumsy. But I wouldn’t change her for the world.
So my dog takes to both MawMaw and Chad. Which kinda makes me wonder because MawMaw is actually afraid of dogs. And I’ve never seen Chad around animals much. But she done her “You must LOVE ME!!” bully until you love me routine which consists of her basically laying in your lap and licking you. She makes me so happy lol
I guess Chad helped DB out some today and might be working here. Which is cool and all but I hope he doesn’t expect him to stay here. Because that is not happening. I pay my rent and stuff so. No not ok. My house for all intensive purposes dammit! I just wasn’t expecting Chad to work here is all. I haven’t seen him in a few years. Or heard from him. We seem to get something going and then we just kinda drift apart. But he seems to think it is going to be game-on this time. It’s not. I couldn’t do that to Stacey.
Stacey may not be home a lot, but he works hard while he is gone to take care of me. And I understand that. Stacey is a damn good man. I mean like anyone we have our problems. Don’t get me wrong. However for some reason, we seem to work it out. I love my Stacey.
But here I am sitting watching “Johnny English” I probably spelled that wrong. I’d like to see a good movie. I have netflix but I can’t seem to find anything I like. The last movie I watched that I really enjoyed was.... “The Finest Hour” Its based on a true story about a Nantucket sailing crew. I might have explained that wrong. I just don’t know all the terms.... Sad to say when my fiance is a sailor.... God shame on me....
I think I have a sloppy joe in the microwave that is calling my name. I think it is made with veggie burger… but I’m not complaining since I didn’t have to make it. Anita was nice enough to bring it over when she made hers.
Maybe I’ll write more later but right now I have the starvations :)
~Cin
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