So ya know those ads on the side of your Facebook page? Oh, you don't know because you don't check FB a thousand times a day like an addict in need of a hit? Well, let me tell you, I keep seeing social worker ads on my page. One is for MSW, which I have, and the other for Ph.D in social work. They both make me insanely mad because I already spent a lot of money on one of the worthless degrees, and then to pour salt in my wound, FB says I should be a doctor in the philosophy of social work. Yeah. Sure. As I flashback to one of the last patients I saw = female pathological liar with two black eyes and both wrists held together by a long series of vertical staples. Not to mention that last masturbator. No, I think I'll pass on the Ph.D in shit that makes me want to kill myself. Thanksomuch.
My other two rants for right now are: 1) No free turkey - instead I got an e-mail of what appear to be orders with other people's info in it. I informed the sender of this, thinking it might be sensitive, but have not gotten a response. 2) Joe's seriously about to go into pay loss, which makes #1 on this list even more angering. Give me whatever is free. I am not prideful, and the Army takes from me all the time. Bah.
That aside, it's been a pretty glorious evening. I hit the dog park on post this evening and was soon after met there by Joe and a few friends, as well as strangers and strange dogs. Dexter, of course, embarrassed me right off the bat with the raping of a male weimaraner. Thankfully, what had most people's attention was not the humping itself, but rather the fact that my fixed male dominated one that was intact. Poor Charlie. But it all went fine. People and dogs alike all got along. Lu, who has recently been afraid of strangers, ran right up to folks she didn't know (even males, though she loves only Joe) to say hello and let them pet her. Woohoo!!
After the dog park, we came home, and I made tacos. Then after dinner, I made a badass fire (in our fireplace). Joe made us hot tea and we settled in with exhausted pups and some crime shows. Now we're in bed - Joe of course is half sick (but still ran six miles today - wtf?) and cashed. The heat is on a low setting, and with the bedroom window cracked open and the cool 40's air coming in, we have a down comforter over our regular one. (I love cool air on my face and blankets on the rest of me.) Great night. Love my family. xo
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Your description of the fire, slightly open window & down comforter reminded me of a movie scene, haha. Hope someone sends you a free turkey!
You can totally remove the ads on facebook that piss you off. For some reason, I kept seeing ones for "beating infertiliy." Just click on the X, note that you find it "offensive" and you never see it again. Yes!
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