"If My Foot Was A Penis..."

"... My big toe would be squirting white stuff."

My husband is the bomb at giving foot massages. I swear, he is so insanely amazing.

Anywhoozles, Friday, ah, glorious beautiful Friday. I love the weekends now, not like six months ago when we were still living out there. (**Mmmmm, rice crackers....**) Sorry, waiting on the hubby to be on his way home before I start dinner, so I am munching some rice crackers... Obviously. Where was I? Weekends are just so much more relaxing now. I think tomorrow morning I want to go to the farmers market, see what they got in right now. Then before it gets too warm tomorrow I think we will walk up around the area near the State Hospital and, you know, antagonize some of the mentally unstable.

I am getting myself back into my drawing, and trying to read more, so if you have any good books to recommend leave me a comment. I need to buy more. As I finish new pieces I might (if I like them enough) take pics and post them.

Spazzer is laying under the table right by my foot. Sometimes she is the sweetest fluffball you can imagine, and then other times she shreds your flesh before you even realize what has happened. I took this pic the other morning while we were playing before I went to work. She's like the evil monster under the bed.
Oh and this is the old ass paper towel holder that snapped and tried to kill Renee when I got a paper towel this morning.
I swear, it was crazy and scared the crap out of us. This is the projectile piece that flew at Renee.
I still haven't heard about the job thingy yet, I am not holding my breath but I am hopeful. Collin and the guys he works with say to be patient because the company takes a long time to hire people, or even interview them. We'll see. If I don't hear from them by Wednesday then I am going to call HR and see what up.

I feel a lot better about this now, I talked with Renee earlier this week. She asked me if I had heard anything, I told her no. Under her breath she was like "yes..." And then she said that honestly, she hopes that I get this job more than she hopes I stay. She knows what it would mean for me and Collin if I got this job. I asked her if our friendship would change because of me leaving, she said absolutely not. We would still be BFFs and neighbors (she lives like a block away from me), we'd still talk, and hang out and stuff. I then told her that other than telling her I put in my resume, the hardest thing will be telling the owners if I get an interview. I will HAVE to tell them at that point so we can start looking for a potential replacement for me, and I don't want to hurt them, they are like family to me. No sense putting the cart before the horse.

Today Renee and I decided that next summer we are gonna learn how to golf. We figure we will start out by going to a driving range and learning how to swing the clubs and stuff. I think Vikki is gonna learn with us too. We think it would be something new to learn, and fun. We are waiting til next summer so that we have time to research the local golfing scene and so we can have the money to do it. It will surely be interesting.

Oh Kristina! How I miss you! December is like forever from now... It's like... SIX WHOLE MONTHS FROM NOW!!!

I am going to go roll up some stuff with my Katamari... Or draw.... Or read... I don't freakin know. OWWWW!!! CLAWS IN MY FREAKING TOES!!! Sweet jesus, make it stop... I think she's saying I love you.... *trying not to move, moving only antagonizes the monster*