The back porch

The back porch is my ideal cave. I am so peaceful out here. Yes, even with the bugs and lizards.

I am so sick

OF BEINGFUCKING SIIIIIIIIIIUUUUCK! Yes, that is exactly what I mean.

How Gina Deals With Vacay

Straight up, I think back to when I was in college. I had a pair of blue man shorts, which actually belonged to my dad. They were an old pair of Levi's that I just cut off shorter. I wore white t-shirts, probably FOTL, that I also stole from him, and I garnished them with a leather vest that I found on sale. Gonna do it at Hangout, and forgetaboutit ;)

Count down!

Only a couple o'more days and we'll be chilling at Hangout Fest! Daydreaming of boat drinks, carnie food, sun and love. With each passing day I get more excited about this trip.  Looking forward to this one because my illness is behind me and I am free, free, free. Yes!

Inside out

It's been one month since I had a hysterectomy. I'd hoped for the laparoscopic procedure. I'd hoped for a two week recovery. So glad I chose to go with first available instead of trying to work around everyone else's schedule. Even mine. I've ventured into the office a couple of times to keep the boat afloat, but paperwork is piled up. The employee we hired before I left, to cover for me, hasn't worked out like I'd planned. Do you know how to use QuickBooks? Yes. Hell no you don't! And the fact that this person doesn't pay attention is a plus. Sadly we hired an overpaid receptionist without the warm personality our customers are used to. I realized that not everyone is able to put on happy face all the time, but I do consider it part of my job description. Can't wait to get back to work and clean up the mess. I discovered things weren't going to get done if I didn't call in someone dependable so a good friend agreed to come after work several times a week to make deposits and take care of the books. I am so fortunate to have such a good friend. Meanwhile, at the house, having watched all the recorded television I'd planned to watch, I will continue to lose my sanity surrounded by a filthy house, a grown up yard, and stinky dogs for companions. I love being at home, when I can take care of it like I like it..... and without someone else having to do it for me. I have control issues, as in I need to control everything. I go back to the doctor Monday. I hope I am released to drive. I can't tell if I'll be ready. A half day out wears me out and I have to do a lot of resting to recover. I am not a fan of laying around. It's like punishment. I've attached a pic of my mom; she took me to get one of my stinky dogs groomed and I took her to the Soda Fountain while we waited. Feeling icky today. I know tomorrow will be better.

Beer Glass Ring Bar Art

You're welcome, Rojo.  We love our Birmingham,  Alabama.

The Miserable Ones

Thank goodness for Saturday, merlot, snuggly dogs, Cheez-Its, ice cream, and a movie that can take you through all your emotions and make you grateful you are just suffering through your monthly curse.  I've cried about five times and think Sasha is hilarious.  Obviously, I'd rather be hiking through the woods, since we finally have some pleasant weather, but hubby is happy as a bear in his dark little cave of a living room.  Once again, he's sitting there crushing on Anne Hathaway.  She does sing like an angel, and today it comforts him in the face of my bitchiness. He deserves this, trust me.  I may watch it twice.