updates. on the day. the choice.

i love her, and our history, hopefully she'll "see"
hitting tennis balls on walls, she should know,
saving her - saved me. i miss her, and us.

i ran five miles, vacuumed, have laundry going, and am making thanksgiving.
who is this girl? when i was young? i was the most lazy person that existed.
it's all in motion now though, and it's just as i had it as a child, a bit trashy.

green. bean. casserole. amen.

i now know though, that my "creamies" are actually called "mizeria."

my gravy will blow your brains out.

i don't know, it's like: oddly nice outside.
maybe my sexy pigtailed girl sent me some warmth.
now, if she could just send me some critters to fall on my head.
either way, i'm waving down to her, way down in the deep south, my home.

i'll light a fire in a bit.
and take pictures of my food all set out.