Go Blob Bitch!

That's what Shelli said as we hung up the phone earlier today. So here I am, bloggin' like a biyatch. In my defense I have been having computer issues for a week or so.

Nothing much is going on in Rangeley. Some friends are in town this weekend, shout out to Stu and the Stu crew from the local 920, yeaa baby! Looking forward to riding with them later today. My first snowmobile experience. I almost went for a ride at midnight last night, but yea that got nixed. Too cold and too scared. I know I am a chicken shit, but in my defense (again) I didn't want to cross the lake at night. (I know wussy-ass-whiner!)

Alyssa is all moved back in. She is working like a dog (as am I) and we are planning a trip to South Carolina next month to see her man graduate from boot camp. It should be a good time. I am looking forward to flying and a few freakin' days off from real life.

My mother, father and ex-husband have all been diagnosed with cancer. I am a bit freaked out right now. This is my mothers second go round, my father and ex's 1st. I feel like I should make a doctor's appt to have myself checked out. My mother had to have a blood transfusion 2 days ago because her white counts were so low. It's a shit show, an absolute shit show. I don't know what to do, should I go home? In the words of THE CLASH, should I stay or should I go now? That's been the question for me for quite some time and I just can not figure it out. I feel numb and weary inside about the whole thing.

More news on my crush. He kissed me on the head again a cupla days ago. I know it's sad, my life is sad when a kiss on the head is exciting! But hey what can I say? I like the guy, but I have been out of the dating game for about 18 years. Yes, 18 fucking years! I dunno what to do about it! He lost his dog last week, so I gave him a card and I wrote, "sorry about your puppy, hope you find a new best friend soon" What? Lame? I know, it just seemed right at the time. I could lick his face and roll over on my back so he can scratch my belly. Maybe one of these days one of us will over come our fear and ask the other out. Or maybe, just maybe I will be alone for the rest of my fucking life! I need a mail order companion.

I am stressed out today, I need to go smoke. I have a damn day off and NOTHING to do. It sucks. Guess I will have to go to the pub and shake my tail feathers tonight to get it out of my system. Don't worry I won't drive home.

Take care ya'all and keep the rubber side down,

Sissy