Let's see. This weekend, my wife got sick with a bad sore throat and a bad fever....the whole weekend! Poor thing. And she really gets bad when she has a fever. We just lazed around as much as possible. Poor thing. Luckily she was already better yesterday.
I got scratched yesterday while playing with my dog and my wife. My dog's wooden stick accidentally hit my face, right by my mouth, and left a few raw scratches. Oops. I really need a good war story. Got one? haha
My shampoo is leaving my hair heavy and oily. Boo.
I'm disappointed in my friendships. Not all of them, of course, but the ones that I thought were strong. The bottom line: I'm pouring tons into them and not getting anything back. It's not that I think in friendships we need to always be getting getting getting. What I am saying is that every once in awhile we get some sort of verbal affection back. Some sort of reply when good or bad news is given. But most of me wishes I could jsut not care like so many seem to be able to do....then I wouldn't feel so damn hurt. Because I'm definitely hurting because of this. I'm so sensitive.
I hate people....love animals.
My love thinks I should definitely get back into LJing. Really journaling everyday. I, of course, would love to. I've always been a big LJer but as of late kind of backed away from it. Stupid FB type pages, right? One liners have replaced long thoughts. It's time to get back into that. .... Even if there's nothing to really talk about, I should just blab about what's going on.