Alas, it is Friday again.
I really don’t remember much before Thursday. Is that normal?
Some thoughts that passed through my brain this week. And yes, I had to write them down,they were merely passing through…
* I really love the smell of burning matches. I don’t know why.
*I also love, love, love the smell of gas. I know that is weird, but I like it.
I just hope I never get dementia and try to combine those two smells together. Ever.
*I treated myself (cause no one offered to do it for me) to a frappacino at that coffee place that I really don’t care for. You know the place. *givemeyourbucks* (I don’t know why I don’t care for it…I suppose I want to be the opposite of most people)
Anyhoo, I was
chugging sipping my cold ice coffee, I suppose I got a bit greedy cause I gave myself the worst brain freeze of my entire life. I almost had to pull the car over as to not crash into innocent, yet potential victims. I really should not call it a brain freeze, ‘cause it froze my throat, my chest and part of my left arm. I thought perhaps it was some sort of starbucks stroke I was experiencing.
This life altering experience made me ponder the term ‘brain freeze.’ How can something that I am drinking…going down my throat, cause so much pain in my BRAIN? Really, is there some sort of extra pipe that takes cold stuff to my brain? I don’t get it. Not one bit.
*I saw a lady driving the other day AND she was curling her eyelashes with one of these torture devices.I was mesmerized by this….I was concerned by this…I was also disturbed. I feared for her life and the life of her eyelashes if she were to get in a fender bender. If she were to hit the breaks fast…..RIP and OUCHHHH!!!
Ok, I love to share with you my window to the world…ok, so this is the window of our office.
I was paying bills earlier this week and Cocoa was outside. She is the independent one of the two boxers. She plopped herself in the driveway and was staring at the doves at the bird feeder…..**thinking that this time, she can catch one if she runs really really fast**
Meanwhile, Ozzie (who I should have named shadow or hemorrhoid, cause he is always up my ….) was laying 3 feet from my chair. Really, this is him keeping his distance, usually he is about 2 inches behind the leg of the chair…**must follow the mama’s every move***
Cocoa decided that she was NOT going to chase the birds away and laid down for a nap. The 62nd of the day.
Meanwhile, Ozzie is still sleeping. His 75th nap of the day. This was 11 am.
I want to be one of my dogs in my next life!!!
No big plans for the weekend here and I find this news very refreshing!!!
I wish for everyone a great weekend…full of love, friends, family and NO brain freezes or explosions.
Anything going on that can make me green with envy???? Do tell!!!