Friday, February 16, 2007

Miscellaneous thoughts

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Valentine's Day...sucked. And then Sam sat down next to me with his little kid heart-shaped box of chocolates and says, "Mommy, you can have some of my chocolate since you don't have any."

I swear I did NOT put him up to it.
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Good songs...
Find Out Who Your Friends Are...Tracy Lawrence
Anyway...Martina McBride
Moments...Emerson Drive (but listen to the song before you watch the video)
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My "monthly visitor" was six days late and I had a bit of a freak out. She's here now and I'm good again.
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This is unforgivable. However, a policy of euthanizing after a mere 72 hours is barbaric. Why are people so prone to a ride on the pendulum from one extreme to another???
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I think I'm irritable. I want to tell people to shut the hell up already. Seriously. Bitch and moan somewhere else, will ya? I don't wanna hear it.
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Pedigree made me cry with this commercial. Two days of running the ad during the Westminster show raised over a million dollars for the American Humane Association. I guess they made a few other people cry too. Good for them!
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I hurt and there is no way to rid myself of the pain.
And I'm tired of talking about it...while at the same time I don't get to talk about it nearly enough.
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Am I the only one who thinks people who go out in snowstorms are stupid? And am I the only one who thinks that their complaints about the road conditions are even more stupid? I mean really. Unless you're bleeding out of some orifice, why are you out in your car in a snowstorm? Who bears the responsibility for this? They poor schmuck who plows the roads? Ummm...sorry...you lose.
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I'm finding myself enjoying the company of people I wouldn't normally have enjoyed...and disliking the company of some people I thought were friends. Odd.

I don't know what to say to people. About anything. I alternate between absolute silence...not having any idea what to say...and wanting to scream at them. Somebody pass me some chocolate.

(please don't email and ask if it's you I dislike now...I'm not gonna tell you the truth if it is you anyway)
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My baby blanket for a friend's baby is almost done. It should get sent out sometime early next week. I hope she likes it. If she doesn't like it, I hope she just quietly gives it to charity or something. (I always get intense fear of rejection as soon as a project nears completion.)

I hope to have pics at some point. Stay tuned.
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I go blithely along in my day-to-day and I'm fine. And then the simplest moments hit me like a ton of bricks.

I will never hear my sweet boys say that they love me (or their daddy)...and I feel tremendous guilt.

If only...
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I think I'm going to go scrounge up some chocolate now...
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5 comments:

Aurelia said...

I love Sam...can I marry him?

Brenda said...

Oh that commercial is just so sad!!!

Hugs
xxx

Mindi said...

I agree about that commercial. I didn't watch all the show because of it. However, I give freely to my local HS and the rescue where I got my last 3 dogs, so I don't feel too guilty.

And that atrocity in Las Vegas? Head should roll over that, and I don't mean animal heads. My God people are barbaric.

Katalyst said...

They knew about the sick animals- they weren't being honest, that's for dang sure. Took a distemper dog out of that shelter- they KNEW it had distemper (had the paperwork from the vet work-up) and they put it back out for adoption, with six puppies.

Can't fix stupid.

The 72 hours probably won't start ticking for strays- only for turn-ins. Strays typically are given a holding period (48-72 hours) and afterwards, out for adoptions.

I think it's ridiculous to go from a 120 day holding to 72 hours!!! What about 60 days? What about 30 days??? Blah!

Depressionista said...

I could feel the pain in this post. I just wanted to let you know I'm thinking of you. I wish you didn't feel guilty...but I understand it because I've been there too. I tell myself I did the best I could have at the time, with the knowledge I had, with the choices I was given, and I know you did too.

I hope you feel better soon.

Mom

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