Of course I was up at 6:47 this morning, when I can sleep as late as want. I’m feeling somewhat heavy this morning- I was reactionary last night with a friend and my son. I should have done what I tell all my clients to do – take a breath and think before responding. I made amends to both. 
I am slowly, ever-so-slowly trying to change things in my life. There’s this “friend” who is only such when they feel like it. I’m not down with that – it isn’t reciprocal, and is not what I consider to be a friendship. So, good-bye. I think it’s important that I make these changes. I ’m (finally) getting to that point where I realize that if I’m not happy with something, I need to either change it or deal with it and I’m past the age of wanting to deal with shit that’s not acceptable. It’s funny how all these things I thought wouldn’t really happen to me are actually happening. Fucking aging.
Apparently I “passed” Fake Test Two, but I didn’t like the score at all, so I did a l
ittle more studying today, but there was actual “stuff to do”so it couldn’t be a study day. I had to buy a few things for the stuffing Ethan has requested, had to buy chestnuts and then, I was off to Nicole’s to get my hair done. Now Maggie is jealous of my hair.
At home, Ethan held Mabi while I tried to put bordatella vacc in her nose. Annie was tough for me to do alone, so there was no way I was trying Mabi without help, who is 33 pou
nds of muscle. She was so fierce my arm has some gnarly cuts and I look like I’ve been cutting.
I spoke with my sister and niece tonight and we are excited for their visit. I want to plan a few fun interesting things to do with them while we’re in the city. I’m also looking forward to spending time with my boy as we cook Thanksgiving dinner together (a brined chicken with stuffing). Happy day to all of you, tomorrow. I wish you bliss with your loved ones.
Pictures: Fake Test results; my latest, longer hair(PS, my boobs really aren’t that big); fun with bordatella
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