I'm taking Mom to see her sister today. We are going to drive out the country, swim in the pool and I have no idea why I'm dreading it so. Probably because they will ask me what I've been up to, and if I were honest I'd say "sitting on my ass feeling bad for the most part", but then they'd want to fix it.
I have a new snake coming....can't really talk about that. Momma Gerbil died-but the gerbils are snake food. I get my new motorcycle tomorrow-bad topic. I've been writing, but I don't like to talk about what I'm writing at the moment, so I don't bring it up. Ahhh hah! I went to see Get Smart the other day with friends. I liked it.
And Prissy had a melt down in dog class-another funny story to tell. Let's see, I'm taking Greta and Oliver to a doggy playgroup next week. Now I'm on a roll!
I really do need to get out more, and I'm making myself go today because Mom is looking forward to it. Note to the world: When someone has been reclusive, do NOT lecture them on it the first time they stick their head out the door. It's counterproductive.