Monday, April 21, 2008

Weekend recap

Yesterday we bbq'd. What started out as having a couple of friends over ended up being 10 people. We ended up going through 3 fifths of whisky and a almost a fifth of vodka and about 20 beers. I'm surprised I don't feel all that bad considering I blacked out after the 3rd fifth of whisky arrived. We drank, we ate great food, we drank, we danced, we drank, I fell down repeatedly, or so I am told....
We were asked to host this every weekend but I think my liver would fail after the first month.

In other news I rode my bike down to the park three times last week. It was cloudy this morning so I skipped it today. Hopefully tomorrow.

Thursday, April 17, 2008


Yesterday and today I got up and went for a bike ride down at the park behind the house. It was great getting out in the nice weather. Not sure if my gauge is right but it read between 75-80 degrees today. I road down past the ducks and geese that were meandering about. Even saw a couple of hot young guys out walking.

Scooby and I have been getting along good for the last couple of days also. He has some good qualities and I have to say that I have never gotten along better with another person in my life. Thats probably why I'm not ready to throw it all away. If he could just get a job and quit his occasional weekday binge drinking things would be perfect. But "perfect" is a fantasy word that doesn't exist in real life. Most of the people I know have relationship problems and if they don't then they're just real good at hiding it, or they're not together enough to have problems.

My friend Thurston has a good saying, "How can I miss you if you won't go away" and its totally true. If your away from your lover now and then I feel it helps the relationship, cuz you miss them. If your around each other constantly then you can get on each others nerves. I'm speaking long term here though, after the newness wears off. Scooby and I have been together for 11 yrs. I remember my mom saying at my parents 50th wedding anniversary, "It's along time to be with the same person" I think thats where I got my sarcastic sense of humor.

Most people don't get me, and I'm ok with that. Scooby on the other hand does get me and I value that. He only works four hours a week and I value those four hours to myself. I work 40 plus hours a week but I don't count that as time apart because I'm working. There's a difference, at least to me when it comes to free time apart and work time apart. That's probably why I'm anticipating my trip to San Francisco next month by myself because I need/deserve a break from my life.

But anyway thats it for now

Wednesday, April 16, 2008


I'm kind of irratated today. It started Monday around 3pm when I was getting ready to go to work and one of our unemployed friends stopped by in his process of getting drunk. By the time I got home Scooby was drunk also. Then Tuesday another of our unemployed booze hound friends stopped by and and preceded to get Scooby drunk again.

Is it just me or am I justified to be pissed off. I'm tired of working my ass off while jobless people are getting shitfaced at my house. Only to get home and have to clean up the empty coke cans, shot glasses and dirty ashtrays. When I got home last night I found my laundry/cleaning supply closet had been ransacked. My dirt devil broom that I just bought this last weekend had been jammed back in to the point that the bristled edge was all fucking bent up and now doesn't pick up all that great.

I'm tired of being the bad guy. I think about breaking up with Scooby regularly. If he wasn't so handy and knowledgable about carpentry/electrical and plumbing I'd of broke up with him by now. I do love him, but stop drinking during the week and get a fuckin job!!! It also pisses me off that he doesn't have money to put gas in his car but has it to buy a fucking bottle of whisky.

I've got to start making rules again and I hate that. This is what I've got so far:

No drinking in the house Mon.-Thur.
If you do drink, don't come home, let me know where u are, but don't come home.
If there is drinking in the house or you come home drunk we are done.

Then he will have a choice of either moving to another room with a possiblity of reconciling or I will pay him to leave with no reconciling.

It would be one thing if he worked alot on the house, but I have to nag him to get him to do anything most of the time. I normally just do it by asking him, "So what are you doing today?". He has been working on the house for 10 yrs. I really feel he's dragging his feet because he knows he'll have to get a actual job when he's done.

End of rant....

Monday, April 14, 2008


Well gas hit 3.55 a gallon this weekend. Needless to say I'm a bit bummed and panicy considering its not even summer yet. I can barely afford to drive to work now. I'm trying to decide how I can cut our expenses. I've already given up eating out other than once a week I'll treat us to Rally's. Just the sandwich though cuz its cheaper to take it home and drink our own coke. I think the next will be to cancel long distance on our landline. Scooby can call his mom in OK from his tracphone if he needs too. Also I'm considering canceling the sat. dish when it comes due next January. :( Being low income is soo fucking much fun.

Monday, April 07, 2008

Weekend update

This weekend was the first weekend we were able to open the windows and air out the house. The temps reached about 70 degrees. It felt to fuckin good to be outside again. I got most of the yard raked and even started a compost bin.

We had friends over Saturday and Sunday for a BBQ and cocktails. Not much else to report....

Tuesday, April 01, 2008

AWOL cat and a leaking roof

I got home from work last night at 12:30am and no Clyde. I asked Scooby where he was at and he replied, he's around here someplace. In the meantime Kiddo wanted to go out on the back porch which is our summer living room and winter storage room. I let him out there and he started investigating and right before I shut the door I heard a very faint "meow". I called out for Clyde and heard him again but couldn't determine where it was coming from. I thought maybe upstairs in the attic since the attic wall and the porch wall are the same, but when I went upstairs I found the attic door was locked.

Ok so then I went back out on the back porch and heard him again and thought maybe its just another cat outside. So then I searched the house and no Clyde and returned to the back porch. I heard him again and started to look throught the clutter thinking he got trapped in it somewhere. Scooby then starts to help me and says it sounds like he's in the attic. He then tells me he was up there earlier checking out a new roof leak. So we head up there and open the door and sure enough there he was all covered in dirt. Note the picture below that he's mostly white. Scooby didn't see him get past him while he was up there. Poor boy had been up there for hours so the first thing he did was head for the litter box once he got out. I brushed the dirt off of him as best I could and him and the rest will be getting a bath soon as it gets a little warmer.

Sorry for a cat post but I've got nothing else going on. It rained all day yesterday, the roof started leaking in the bathroom downstairs. So now it looks like we got more work to do this spring/summer to get that fixed. yay....