It was sitting on the table and somehow got knocked off! Of course when this happened all the secrets of life spilled forth onto the floor. Once they’re spilled, they blend together and start melting. You can’t look at them and distinguish what they are any longer. After a while you are just left with a glittery pile of goo.
Due to this unfortunate event, I can’t read minds. I can’t foretell the future. If someone has something on their mind they need to just say it. I am not playing guessing games. I can only do the best I can in life and work with the information given to me. If you want me to act or react in a certain way or do a specific thing, you have to give me the information to do so.
I’m sorry, but crystal balls are not easily replaceable and they are quite expensive. You can’t really insure them and once they’re gone they are just gone. I wish this wasn’t the case, but it is a terrible and sad fact of life. So until I can afford a new crystal ball, everyone is just gonna have to lay it out there. Say what ya mean! Mean what ya say! Tell me what ya need! Tell me what ya expect! And so on and so forth. Get my drift?
My cord for the computer recently bit the dust. I had to order a new one, which I hope will be here in two more days. I didn’t want to pay for a shipping method that was essentially the same price as the actual cord. But I’m having withdrawals and am wondering if it might have been worth it.
I have had to change the way I do so many things and it’s made me feel almost Amish! I can’t just order a pizza online. Oh no! I have to call the place if I want a pizza. Writing this blog has been hard! I don’t know how people do it from these stupid fake keys on their smartphones. (BTW please forgive if typos. Fat thumbs and itty bitty fake keys make for nonsense at times. Maybe I shouldn’t order pizza EVER!)
I just feel so technologically lost right now. Maybe Amish people
feel like this, too? It’s supposed to be simpler but I love having answers to a gazillion questions at my fingertips easily. ::Sigh:: I want my power cord. I don’t think I could make it as an Amish chick.
That cat is the coolest cat after my two beauties! The facial expressions match my wry wit so much that it isn’t even funny. Well, actually it is funny. I have dry humor at times where I just dead-pan and the look on that cat’s face kind of says it all. I want that cat! The thing about that cat is that it would ignore my other two and wouldn’t demand attention. Chloe has the same personality as Grumpy Cat’s facial expressions. She’s like whatever and I swear she cusses. Soleil would try to be friends because she is little Miz Sunshine but she’d be satisfied being Mama’s girl.
Yes, you read it correctly. I have a mocking cat. When I make sounds other than talking, she tries to imitate me. It is hilarious. The reason I even thought to post this is because of what happened just a moment ago. I was looking something up online and she was sitting beside me on the bed. She is also a nosy cat and was watching the screen. I had a slight tickle in my throat so I did a little cough. I heard her do one. So I coughed again to see what would happen. She coughed again. So I looked her in the eye and coughed and she made the noise again. I burst out laughing and then she looked at me as if I had suddenly grown a second head. This isn’t the first time she has done this. If I sneeze she does a fake sneeze. She is so cute. If I had a significant other, I would get him to catch this because anytime I move she runs. Soleil and I would be YouTube sensations! And what is so precious is that it isn’t a game for her. She is very concerned and that is why she is doing it. She is making sure you are ok and that is her way of showing concern. God bless my sensitive cat! Chloe gives a toss of her head, makes a raspberry sound while swishing her tail and walks away. Her only concern is that there better be Friskies Grillers in her bowl!
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