last night we looked at stuff to do for today and came up empty. the farmer’s market we were going to check out in haddonfield ended up being open only on saturday. no movies were playing that we could agree upon. and so on. we did decide that next saturday, should my aunt and uncle’s yard sale get postponed due to heat (we have some things to sell), that we are headed down to cape may for some wine tasting with cheese and fruit and stuff. i hate wine, but it could be fun and maybe i’ll even dress up (though the dress i’d wear is kinda outta the question since i stopped tanning). and then should my back STAY okay, the following week (or when it cools down), we are going to go back to bushkill falls and hike the sissy trail. i loooove that place.
we finally decided on something to do today, so we went to longwood gardens to see what all the hype was about. it was, ummm, okay. we stopped for ice cream and are back home now, settling in for a night of tv (big brother and i love money).
if i am still feeling as awesome-ish as i do now (with regards to my back), i might head in to work for a bit tomorrow. we have to go to the dentist at 5, so i won’t be there long.
pic time!
click here to see the pretty flowers i bought myself yesterday!
click here to see pics of my new bathroom! (before pics can be found here)
me: there’s this show outsiders inn that i taped. should i save it so you can watch it with me?
mark: no
me: you don’t wanna watch it?
mark: no, i don’t want to watch something else
me: so you don’t want me to tell you about it
mark: no
me: okay, so it has carnie wilson, bobby brown, and maureen mccormick all together trying to run an inn
mark: okay, i’ll watch it
me: hahahah
i am exhausted. i can barely think straight or stand up. haha, omg. i got a decent night’s sleep last night, but i guess that doesn’t make up for two nights of not sleeping well like at all.
earlier in the evening spenser was freaking out over the thunderstorms that rolled past. he laid across my throat and i had to hold him and give him kisses and tell him how good he was for almost thirty minutes straight! he’s worth it, though, so whatever. this morning, however, he was being a brat and barking about two inches away from bif’s face. i freaked out and went outside. bif was in his shell and he stuck his head out when i said his name. after i scooted spenser away i looked back and saw his legs coming out too. poor guy. tomorrow it’ll be a month since he moved into our backyard!
last night’s finale of kathy griffin was good, but i’m sad the show is over until next year. i loooove her so much.
so, yeah, my bathroom is finally finished! i can’t even explain how awesome that feels! a project that was supposed to take three days ended up taking seven weeks. i am totally going to LOVE my house after the cleaner leaves later today. yay!
there’s a movie called american teen that was out in select cities at the end of july that i really want to see! i don’t see it playing at my local ritzy/artsy theater, so i’m bummed. anyway, here’s the trailer:
gone country is back tonight with season two, so yay! we also taped last night’s big brother after dark and we have that to watch tonight as well. maybe i should nap so i’m not asleep by 6:30. speaking of reality shows, reality blurred has a list out of upcoming reality shows for 2008/2009! what will you be watching? here’s my list:
gone country
outsiders inn
grizzly man diaries
my super sweet 16 presents: exiled
kitchen nightmares
survivor gabon
dancing with the stars 7
the amazing race 13
real housewives of atlanta
wife swap (occasionally) rock of love girls: charm school
hell’s ktchen 5
miss america: reality check
so i got more mail from my pal dorothy. she said that she might have had the wrong last name but that she had the right rosalie and that i needed to “stay away.” then she asked me how many married men i have relationships with. by this time i was pissed, so i said YOU’D BE SURPRISED and that’s not even really all that funny considering my past. i was less than moral a couple of years back, but i’ve been nothing but a good girl lately - so i sorta resented the implication. her email traced to a city i used to teach in so she was definitely local. how did she get my email? etc. i thought all kinds of things. then this morning she says she’s sorry, that maybe she does have the wrong person, and that she has ended it with some dude named brian. when i replied back, her email account had been deleted. wtf. i guess it could have been someone just fucking around, but i don’t really know and i guess i won’t know for sure now.
i had three calls in to the contractor ever since he was supposed to show up last wednesday and failed to. i decided to call several plumbers this morning and i have two supposed to come out on saturday. one rude bastard calls me back today and asks for “roseanne” and when i said “rosalie” he replied “close enough” - CLOSE ENOUGH?! i was stunned and probably didn’t say anything for like five seconds or so. he didn’t have the decency to even apologize? what is with people these days? then the contractor called (of course he would, after i was making attempts to move forward) and said he would be here today at 4:30. it’s 5 now and surprise surprise, there’s no sign of him. i told him my house was dirty (the cleaner comes tomorrow) and he asked me if i wanted to reschedule. i quickly and emphatically said NO! fuck that, as if i’d want to wait for another second. gah.
earlier, and this may very well be the highlight of my day, i dropped a bottle of purple glittery nailpolish fit for a fourteen year-old all over the bathroom. it went on the toilet, on the wall, on the shower curtain, and on the tiles and in the grout. score! i got it all off, i do believe. the entire upstairs smells of lemon nail polish remover, but oh wells.
yesterday i had two doctors to see, but i ended up missing the toe doc (i doubt i will reschedule because it just isn’t that important to me - i feel like i have bigger fish to fry). most of the stuff stayed the same on the mri but he did say something about a herniation and then said later there was a sign of that last time when he looked at my old report. who knows because i don’t remember being told that was one of my problems before. so he gave me the name of three surgeons and also said he didn’t know anyone ethical to provide long-term pill care. i don’t care about ethics really as i am very close to making some friends in a very seedy area. that aside, he said i should go back to the one doc who gave me two injections - the one who basically sat there and said there was nothing else he could do and looked at me and mark and got quiet and stared at us. they called his office and they said they do prescribe shit as a last resort. so okay, i go back next thursday and see if he will do that for me. i’m not sure why he didn’t mention it when i was there last time, other than the fact that it was early on in my treatment. who knows. if not, there is one other doc who said he could recommend someone to me for that purpose. so i got more vicodin and went on my merry way to wawa and then work. i was actually there for five hours yesterday! my back hurt a good bit later at night, but i was glad i could help out for as long as i did. it’s not too bad right now, either. i can only think that crawling around on the bathroom floor with polish remover will come back to bite me in my fatass in a little bit.
and i haven’t been sleeping for shit. the fun times continue.
i’m hungry and sleepy!
the flipping out reunion was all kinds of awesome, and big brother continues to be entertaining. the things i would do to memphis if given the opportunity. don’t worry, dorothy, he isn’t married and mark knows all about my love for memphis.
From: “Dorothy Smith” < desperate_angry_bitch@yahoo.com >
Subject: GO AWAY
To: “Rosalie Daywalt” < totallyrosalie@yahoo.com >
GO AWAY! GO AWAY! GO AWAY! GO AWAY!
JUST GO AWAY!
so yesterday “dorothy” added me to her yahoo messenger list. i asked who she was and got no reply. today i woke up to the above in my inbox. i almost didn’t read it because i figured it was spam. i googled “rosalie daywalt” and found out there’s one who lives in deptford, a city five minutes from me. i don’t know who she is or who she thinks i am, but this dumbass has the wrong person - and i told her so. my last name ain’t daywalt, babe. also, all she needed to do was go to my site that’s linked in my yahoo profile and read this shit and look at my pics and realize she has the wrong girl. god, i hate stupid people.
the weekend flew by! saturday we did some errands and yesterday it literally stormed most of the day. we tried to cuddle spenser as best we could. he was never afraid of storms as a puppy or young man! anyway, my car had to go into the shop for an oil change and for some recall fixes and for a noise it was making. mark has re-decided to put my red honda up on leasetrader to see if someone will take it off our hands. i’ll miss the gps and how i could switch stations/volume right on the steering wheel itself and the sunroof. sigh. but we just don’t need the two cars and it doesn’t make sense to piss away money on it any longer. actually, i’m surprised he didn’t do this months ago when he first brought it up. think of the cash we could have saved! anyway, saturday we did that and went to produce junction. bif likes raspberries and strawberries. blueberries? not so much. we took spenser to petsmart to get groomed and then we grabbed lunch and later went to coldstone for some yummy ice cream.
basically my weekend has consisted of reading up on what is going on in the big brother house (casually) and reading up on all the dirt that’s going on in the soap world at jossip (obsessively). that thread is sent straight from heaven. seriously.
i haven’t been sleeping well again either. i’m back to being up until 2, 3, and 4. ew.
another thing that has been irritating me is how mark talks to me like i’m stupid now. i get that i am on pills sometimes and i may not be working, but my brain and intelligence haven’t gotten ZAPPED. he asks me things several times and it pisses me off. now, yes, he might tell me something one week and i’ll forget it by the next, but that’s not even the same thing. he questions whether or not i’ve done something when i say i have. i wish i could remember a specific example but i can’t (which sucks because there are SO MANY). i hate how he treats me like i’m slow. meanwhile if i tell him to get napkins like i did yesterday and he FORGETS and i point it out, i’m being a bitch. i may rely on him a lot for physical stuff, but i still can fucking think for myself. i’ll need to make sure i elaborate the next time he talks down to me. it’s just so much fun!
anyway, yesterday somebody said something to me and i smiled and realized i’m done with that person. i am not being fair to myself to allow someone else to treat me like that. it’s basically my own fault and not theirs. i applied the whole “you can’t control what someone else says or does” aspect to me with regards to physical (pain) stuff, but i’m now realizing that i can control my reactions to that in other ways too.
my god, those last two paragraphs basically make no sense. i’ll blame that on me being so tired.
so mark and i are going to wilmington, nc the second to last week in october. i hope to fuck it’s cold by then. i wanted to go in november but mark vetoed that and i still really don’t understand why. if it’s still 80 degress and shit then, i’ll get my money back from the bed and breakfast and fuck the whole thing. I DON’T DO HEAT. anyway, we are going to have the cleaner petsit the babies and we are going to drive straight to charlotte the first day to see krissie. then we will check in at the pretty bed and breakfast the next day in wilmington. we will arrive to champagne, strawberries hand-dipped in chocolate, and a bouquet of fresh flowers in our suite. whee! there’s all kinds of things to do there, but i will mainly be doing one tree hill related stuff, like taking a set tour and camping out where they are taping and so on. SHUT UP. then we will leave on saturday and drive up to virginia/dc area and hang out with lynda and her husband and maybe jeannine if i ever hear back from that girl. i hope i can manage to do all this, but i think with pills and booze and mark to lean on that i will be semi-okay. this isn’t a race and if we don’t get to do something, then oh wells. it’ll be relaxing and that whole area is sooo pretty. i just need for it to be cold.
i am weepy and sad and have been crying over tv shows and songs they use in them and i’m being basically ridiculous. at least i know it.
kip was locked in here with me for almost forty-eight hours and i let him out this morning. even though eva was in here with us for part of that time, he decided to attack her after the door was opened. jfc. then later on he threw up and i think he’s limping again. i’m not 100% sure because he’s sleeping, so i’ll see later on. the vet said something about giving them a certain type of aspirin twice a week, but only 1/4 of it. i’ll call tomorrow and verify and see if he can get that despite already having had a shot earlier in the week.
spenser keeps giving bif a hard time. today bif was out in the yard roaming around and spenser wanted to sniff him and sniff him some more. bif didn’t retreat into his shell even though spenser was being very persistent. i had to usher him back in the house again. it’s a zoo around here.
i had pilates yesterday and she was very into it (to the point where i felt like saying DIAL IT BACK, YOU SKINNY BITCH) and told me how trusting of her i was and how flexible and such i am and so on. my back hasn’t hurt since after she left, so maybe there’s something to it? now my legs on the other hand feel like someone has beat the fuck out of them. i just wish she weren’t so much money. mark and i are going to discuss it some more. i’m thinking i should continue for like at least a package of five sessions.
tonight he’s going to play baseball with his mid-week team which totally won’t help my sad mood at all. at least i have some cookie dough here - but i think i actually might be too lazy and depressed to go downstairs to get it. or not. who knows. tomorrow i’m supposed to go to work since j is away. i wonder how long i’ll be there for and such. all i’ve been doing the past two days is shit for them and now i’ll have to go in and be fake nice and less snarky and OMG THE PRESSURE.
so last night was a rough night, and i couldn’t sleep for shit. this morning i called the vet to see if they could see kip today or tomorrow and they called me back and said that i could bring him in at 11. it was 9:30 and we haven’t changed vets since we moved, so it takes about forty-fifty minutes to get there. i showered, scooped him up, and off we went.
he has some swelling and a sprain in two spots (shoulder and like elbow area) and they gave him a shot. i am supposed to limit his activity for 3-5 days. after wondering how i was going to do that with five other cats and a dog, i decided to just keep him in the bedroom with me and let the other ones in and out as they want. he’s still sore and limping, and i want to kill myself for waiting. gah. this is the last time i let mark influence/override my mommy instincts. but we have food, water, and litter in here so we have the basics covered. i’m sure he will get antsy, but he doesn’t need to be going up and down all the stairs and so on.
then i let spenser out and he investigated some of bif’s holes along the fence and went behind the bush/tree thing and then jumped back. i checked and bif was out, so i guess they had a little face-to-face hello. spenser went the other way by bif’s water, but i yanked his little beagle ass back into the house. dear god. just something else to have to worry about!
my back sucks but it isn’t awful right now, and i sorta thought it would be after driving so far and carting an almost 16 pound cat and his carrier around. i can’t believe it’s after seven already! yesterday zoomed by too. today i took a two hour nap and have some stuff taped and a new soap opera digest sitting here, so i don’t really feel like i can complain about too much.
tomorrow the pilates chick comes at 1 and i wonder what that’s going to be like!
kathy griffin said the above quote to her mom during thursday’s episode and i think i want it on a tee-shirt!
the past few days i:
1) had an mri at a place where they don’t give you tv to watch. it was a good thing i had two valium in my system since i HATE being closed in!
2) flipped my shit because the manufacturer stopped making blinds in the size/color i need for the sunroom. they had it in four other sizes in the green, but not in the 31 inches i fucking had to have. one shade got several water stains on it and after an online remedy didn’t work, i soaked it in the bathtub and VIOLA! it’s perfect again. whew. hopefully my roof is done leaking. gah.
3) gave bif (click for a pic) wild blackberries and watched him eat them up like crazy! have you ever watched a turtle eat? too much cuteness! he got berry juice all over his chin.
4) thought kip’s limp had gone away but it’s back now and i feel sick over it. if my back is okay tomorrow i’ll try to take him in. if not, mark said he’d take tuesday off if he couldn’t work from home and take him over. he’s fine in every other way. but, fuck, i’m fine in every other way except for my back too - and i don’t want him hurting at all, not even for a second.
5) have had a bad back day, an okay back day, and a semi-bad back day. last night i had that uncomfy feeling in my back that sometimes has me up all night long. i took a valium and i was asleep within ten minutes. GOD BLESS DRUGS.
5) have had a nice cleaned-up house. mark painted over the two water stains and we washed up all the sheets and laundry and pet bowls and we dust busted and YAY! sure, the cleaner was just here on friday, but six cats, one dog, and a hairy husband means that shit doesn’t last.
6) have been OBSESSED with the oc trivia game on facebook. i’ve spent the better part of two days now moving up in levels/rank and i don’t plan on stopping any time soon really. it’s fucking insane.
i’ve seen this video before and i saw it again the other day, and it was like seeing it for the very first time. i bawled for like half an hour afterwards because i was so affected by it.
fuck, i just cried again when rewatching it for this post.
