Thirsty Thursday

-Peanut is still having some health problems. We've spent a lot of money on his medicines and check ups and re-checks. Feel free to chime in, anyone, on guessing how much or how little I care about the damn money spent/to be spent. He'll be ok. That's all I want. I would spend my last dime to make sure of it as long as he's not suffering. And I would even sell my shoes, if need be dammit.


-It's been another strange week. I actually heard someone defend an oil company when I complained about how much more gas costs on my side of the intra coastal bridge than on the other side . I wasn't weirded out though because I heard this very person defend Wal-mart when I complained I was never buying anything there again after the toaster oven I got there fell apart. My reaction is, as always,"Um. Ok." It's useless to debate with someone who would actually defend any of those two companies anyway. Actually it might just be that I complain way too much for this person's tolerance level. That would be a more fitting reason. To me at least. So I prefer to think that because it's easier.


-Red tide is the tool of the devil, I know it. I haven't been to my beach or ridden my bike or went for a decent walk for fear of falling into a coughing fit or a nose bleed in too long....oh sigh sigh sigh. I only feel sorry for myself for 5 seconds, I'm sure California would be willing to trade places right now. Still though, red tide is an evil plague on my happiness right now. Peanut doesn't like it either.

-Yesterday I found myself saying,"Find a penny pick it up, it will bring you lots of luck," out loud. But then I didn't win the lottery. So it doesn't work.


-Today is Thirsty Thursday. On Thirsty Thursdays, my favorite milkshake is half price. Today is the first Thirsty Thursday in probably 4 months that I didn't get a milkshake. Not because I'm sick of the milkshake, quite the contrary. I would like nothing more than to have one 3 times a day for the rest of my time on this Earth. Since I haven't been able to work out, no milkshakes are my self-imposed punishments. This is kind of silly since Mr.Pea and I have been eating tons of barbecue take out like there's no damn tomorrow lately and yesterday I pigged out on Mexican food for lunch. Still though, there has to be some limits.