I met someone today.  A wonderful someone at that Her name is Gypsy Girl and she’s faboo.  Since she had the day off, and her hubby had to work, I picked her up and we took 2 of my clients to see Shrek 2.  (I saw it once already, but it’s a great one to see more than once.) After the movie I took my guys home and she and I sat and talked and talked - for hours really. It was a great time Yeah for the interneck!

p.s.  I think that kitty cat - puss in boots - i think he’s bi curious.  yah. that’s the ticket

I’m having issues with these feed things.  I’ve got RSS 1.0 • RSS 2.0 • Atom but when I try to get bloglines to find them - they don’t.  It pulls my old MT written ones. I’ve even deleted the old files off my server.  I’ve added the code that the forums said I should add - but It still won’t find them.  I KNOW that there are people who read my site via those feeds - and to them it looks like something is amiss.  I’m at a total loss as to what to do.  Do any of you know what I should do?

my husband, The Mr. Q.™, and I met in Dec of 1996.  I was 18 years old.  It was at a bowling alley in the town in which we both went to college.  I a freshman, he a sophomore.  It was at a RHA event for Aids Awareness - so - it was really close to December 1st, if not actually December 1st.  The problem is, I don’t remember. Well - that’s only partly true.

I remember what I was wearing : the event T-shirt we’d designed.  A long sleeve black t shirt with the saying “1 in 80 college students is infected with the HIV virus and doesn’t know it.  You could be one of them.” My hair was still wet and my lover* at the time -ΔΣΦboy - had braided it for me.  I’d taken a shower at his place and he was being unusually sweet and braided my hair for me - and gave me hat to wear. (I still have that hat, too.) I remember being in a great mood all night and having lots of fun. I remember flirting with lots of people and sitting peoples laps.  But what I don’t remember is meeting my husband.  I don’t remember that one last little bit.  It’s crazy. It’s crazy to think that the man who means so much to me now - so very much - didn’t even rate a memory when we first met.  The Mr. Q.™ is my whole world. He is my best friend - and I don’t even want to think about life without him. 

It’s gets better still. When I met him for the second time - through his roommate who was friends with my roommate - and we all ate together at the student union - I wanted to try and hook him up with another dorm friend.  I was lusting after his roommate and the time and I wanted my dorm friend to have a nice guy.  He had no interest in her, and she had no interest in him so that didn’t work so well.  But obviously they did work out for us

It’s funny how things work out, isn’t it?

*I was in love with him - but he wasn’t with me.  We didn’t date - we never left his place unless it was for Hardees or driving me home/picking me up.

i swear i can hear an alarm going off somplace.  it’s like a phantom alarm though. very faint - like maybe it’s 3 apartments down or something.  it’s totally freaking me the fuck out. 

i finally got a new swim suit.  i hadn’t purchased a new one since before I got married - it had been about 3 three years.  on Wednesday it was soo farking hot outside that I HAD to go swimming.  since I was with a client I just hopped into Wal-Mart and got one. Its a faux tankini with a wicked Hawaiian print.  i had to do some...creative tailoring...with it on the front.  it was really low cut - think the green j.lo dress low cut - and that just wasn’t cool when swimming with my guys.* the Mr. Q™ helped me add two little hook and eye clasps to the front. the twins are little more secure now. my last suit had a really high front - and was totally great for keeping the twins all hidden.  but i had to get what i could get when i was getting it. you know what I mean? 

the guys* and I went swimming on Friday and about 1/2 hour after we got there a group of teenagers came into the pool.  it was 4 guys and 1 girl.  at first i thought they were going to be really annoying - jumping into the pool and making a general nuisance of themselves.  but as it turns out they were really funny to watch.  the guys kept playing chicken while running on the lip of the pool - acting very silly.  they seemed to all be very good natured kids.  it was a refreshing experience really.  which is weird - cause usually a large group of teens at a pool usually ruins the time for me. it was a totally pleasant experience - even with all the the jumping into the pool and the yelling.  i almost forgot how old I really am. 

I’m recovering from a sunburn from Friday’s trip to the pool.  we were only out there for an hour (from 3 - 4) but I guess i got quite a bit of sun.  im really glad I had my guys* wear t shirts to cover their top halves.  I came home and was getting ready to go out to a friends place and I was excited to show the Mr. Q™ my “tan” lines.  I pulled off my shirt and said “honey - check out my tan lines.” and he says “ those aren’t tan lines - they’re burn lines.” I looked in the mirror and my whole check, upper back and arms and face was alll red.  like bright red.  they’re still sore but barely red at all.  hopefully it’s morph into a little caramel color before fading back to pasty white. 

*i am a social worker - i work with adults who are developmentally disabled. 

I’ve changed something on this blog today. I’ve now made it so that if you are not a registered member you cannot comment.  Registering is quick and easy. Painless too.  If you aren’t already registered, head on over there to your left and sign up.  I promise - I’m not going to do anything nefarious with the info - and neither will anyone else.  I’ve edited the comments template so that non members do not see the comments section - they just see a little message prompting them to register.  I just hope that my comments don’t go down significantly because of this. I didn’t like that.  Now anyone can comment.  Non members comments will be moderated though - and shouldn’t show up right away.

ok - so you’ve just taken some sort of OTC pain killer, right.  now - does the pill kill the pain? Or does the pill deaden the pain receptors so you don’t feel the pain? I never can remember.

Yesterday - I got the MOST exciting piece of mail that I ever did get in my whole life*.  I got a jury summons.  I’ve always wanted to be on a jury.  Most likely I will get disqualified - but still. The entire process seems really excited.  I guess It’s the idea of serving on a jury that’s most exciting. With my luck - I’ll get picked for Jury Duty on some long drawn out case and have to be sequestered or something.  That happened to my dad once.  He was only sequestered for like 3 days though.  I am set to appear on July 5 - or is it 6th? Damnit. Now I can’t remember. Oh well. It’s still all very exciting ;) Have you ever served on a jury?  Or even been called for it?  This is my first time - couldn’t tell could ya? 

*only a slight exaggeration