It's one of those lovely quiet mornings where you can almost here the snowflakes falling to the ground. Well, you could if it weren't for the mouth breathers ruining it all with their panting.
What's a little cold when you have a good stick and a morning walk on the river (Yes, Sullivan still wasn't satisfied until he played in the river for a few minutes since it's wide open with barely any ice on the edges.), and once you have a stick, someone else wants it too!
This ex was always horrified of the things I would tell others. He hit me in the arm often to tell me that "people don't say things like that" wherein I would always point out that in fact they do since I was a person and I just did. I never said this was a mature adult and healthy relationship mind you, that is why we're ex's. He was especially horrified when we came back from Costa Rica and within weeks I was very ill. Upon going to the doc I had been diagnosed with 5 fairly ugly gastrointestinal bacteria and worms. Now, the worms did not come from Costa Rica. I saw them as the end product of working with large animals for years. As they say, shit happens; and upon further research I found that human worm parasitism is much more prevalent even in the United States than most want to think. It at that time was estimated that even in developed countries the infection rate at some point in our lives is 75% of the population and in undeveloped countries more likely to be closer to the 100% mark. At this point, I quit being ashamed by it and often cracked jokes about needing dewormed. The poor ex boyfriend was horrified that I would joke openly about this but I refused to be embarrassed and if anything just made sure that my already strict hand hygiene regimen (I worked in critical care as well) was upped to epic proportions to try to assure that I did not accidentally infect anyone else.
Margaret Cho once. She closed out her show with a story of crapping herself in the car while stuck on a freeway in L.A. It was hysterical as she not only tells the story but mimes the actions and as the story came to a close she stated "So as I sat there in a puddle of cooling poop, the only thing left was to tell someone so I called my friend as said 'Guuurrrrrll, you won't believe what just happened'." My un-laughing ex turns to me and says, "That is so you." I always knew I lived Margaret Cho for a reason.
SO, I'm going to leave you all with that, and a Thank You to all who helped with the "surprise B-Day" event last night at knit night. I'm truly blessed with you all as friends. Oh, and here's a picture of Shiela making faces at you.