(sobs) So the only time Duty checks in on casa de Snark is when he’s traveling. I’m not sure why. Like, does he think I’m gonna be posting about all my boyfriends and the fun stuff I do with them on here? I mean and c’mon … isn’t that what journals are for? LOL
He read my Thursday 13 entry about why I’m ELATED, OVERJOYED and just downright GIDDY over RG leaving and told me I sounded rather “heartless”. I was stunned. PiK managed to put it into context for me so I understood it but I’d like to hear from my faithful readers (that’s you, CrazedOne, Crse , Margie, and of course, Anita) as to whether you think I’m a cruel, heartless bitch. Oh, wait. He didn’t say cruel or bitch … so, let’s go with the heartless part. I’m not, am I? (Knows the answer and knows y’all do, too!)
RG UPDATE: He’s gone! Woo Hoo! I can now pee with the door open if I wanna. I can dance around nekkid (if I wanna) and I can walk by the tv room and not hear any noise at all (and oh yeah, I wanna!!) I wrote him a goodbye note that thanked him for all the nice things he’s done to make our house prettier (he stripped the wallpaper from the bathroom and painted it, he built shelves up in our bedroom which I LOVE, he built Duty a nifty counter thingy for the garage and he built Lucie a big litter box so she wouldn’t pee (so much) on the plastic. I know if we had more projects, he would have done them gladly. I also wrote that I would wrap him in a blanket of white light for love and protection and to remember that his choices MAKE his life so try to make good ones. That’s not all that heartless, is it?
Is there a 12 step group for buying baby clothes? Because I’m thinking I need to start attending meetings posthaste. I went to Kohl’s yesterday to buy a gift card and came away with too much stuff (most of it for me, I admit). However, I had to FORCE myself to get out of the baby clothes section. The Cousin ‘O Cool’s baby isn’t due until July and already I’ve bought all kinds of things for him. God help me when PiK has babies and I get to be the official grandmother (how f’ing cool is that, I ask you??). I better start saving money NOW for it. Cousin ‘O Love said savings bonds would be a good thing to get in lieu of clothes and I said “OH HELL NO!” – that’s no fun at all. Bitty little baby slippers? Oh yes. This makes us tres happy. Let the parents worry about college, I say. As unofficial auntie of Baby ‘O Cool, I get to buy cute stuff and give love and that’s it. Perhaps as a grandmother I will have more responsibility for the future of said grandbaby but for now, let me have my baby clothes buying addiction. After all, I didn’t get to do that first hand and it’s either this or continue to buy more books. (Yes, I will probably continue to do that as well so just shut up. Please.)
I’m off to Baltimore today for Cousin ‘O Cool’s sister’s birthday. I don’t think I’ve given this cousin an official “Cousin O’Something” nickname. Anyone wanna help a chick out? Cousin ‘O Flair? Cousin ‘O Love? Bueller? There’s got to be the right nickname for her out there.
Okay … enough rambling. Remember to tell me I’m not heartless, mmmkay?