Friday! My inbox is still blowin' up with emails inquiring about Ashlyn
and how I'm recovering. I've been so bad at responding to everyone in
a timely fashion, so please be patient with me. But I just wanted everyone
to know that I'm doing just fine. Feeling like I'm back to my old self
again...ready to scale walls. *wink* But don't worry, I'm not. =)
Our house has gotten more visitors this week than ever! I anticipate it being like that for the rest of the month. I don't mind at all, because our visitors bring food!...and that helps us out a lot! Of course what Aric gets to eat is far different than what I get. He gets pizza, BBQ chicken, ribs..etc. I get Chinese Wild Chicken Soup. The first days home, I had three different pots of Wild Chicken Soup from different aunts. Oh, and with Chinese Chicken Soup, everything's in there, and I mean EVERYTHING!...the claws, the head, the heart, the liver, etc. I've been eating that for breakfast, lunch, and dinner every day this week, and not to sound ungrateful, but I can't stand Wild Chicken Soup anymore. The only thing that got me to finish the last pot yesterday, was seeing the images of people getting beat down in Afghanistan for bum rushing the measly supplies of wheat. How sad. =( Reminds me of when I was little, and couldn't finish dinner...my mom would remind me of the Ethiopians, and make me watch the commercials of big bellied children who had a hoard of flies on their face and eyeballs. *shiver* Today Aric made me Wild Chicken with Ginger. WHAT A TREAT!...and I'm not being sarcastic either. I know it doesn't sound that different, but believe me, it is.
night, Glenda came over to watch FRIENDS, Just Shoot Me, Will &
Grace, and ER with me. In last night's episode of Just Shoot Me, Finch
was accused of stealing someone's personality, making it his own. Funny...because
I know someone who tries really hard to be like me. I should feel flattered,
and at first I did...but now, it just bugs the living shit out of me!
Yeah, I know...I know...I have such a dirty mouth. Can't help it. It
takes a lot to piss me off, and she's doing a great job at it! I liked
her better when she was just herself, and not trying so hard to be someone
else...let alone ME! And the most insulting thing is, she can't even
mimic me right. DAMN!
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