A friend of mine gave me an old recliner she had used before she got new furniture. Anybody that is familiar with the state of the recliners I previously owned knows what a blessing that was. One of them was so broken down you could no longer sit it in without something poking you in the ass. The other one, not only overtaken by the brown furry things that run my life, was coming apart at the arms. Neither had rocked or reclined in quite some time. I was finally able to boot them out the door and rearrange my living room in the process. So now that the chair that Captain and Piper used as their bed is history, I made them a little place in the floor complete with pillow and blanket. They slept on it one day before Dottie took it over. Now they've taken over the couch. Something is going to have to give here. I have long since become accustomed to the fact that I am just a human living in their house, but come ON!!! I buy the food. Can't they give me some credit for that?
"Overheard in New York" Quote of the Day Chick: I think if you're considering dating your cousin, which one you pick is the least of your problems. --8th & Broadway, New York City
The slightly bizarre ramblings of a 20-something living in rural Texas. Dashed with humor, anecdotes of her pets and family, attempts at staving off boredom, you'll wonder how you've been living without this riveting analysis of what is "small town life."
Most of the time I'm a laid-back chick; fun-loving, caring, loyal. I'm also stubborn, hard-headed and bitchy sometimes. But, I'm mostly loveable!
I've heard a couple of things over the years that have made me feel vindicated in my not so successful quest for the perfect body. I read a news article covering a dog that attacked a young woman, who happened to be overweight. The dog went for the throat and would have killed its victim save for the fact that she was nicely padded with extra poundage. Therefore, I have decided that I am fat to protect myself against freak accidents such as these. I then came across the statement, "We all get heavier as we get older because there's a lot more information in our heads." So I then decided that I'm not really fat, I'm just extraordinarily intelligent and my head couldn't hold anymore information so it started to fill up the rest of me! That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
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