Oi Vey

Today is a big mess of a day for a lot of people. I said my bit on Facebook and I don’t really intend to say it again here. I will leave it at this: my heart goes out to all the families effected by our government being a bunch of twatty toddlers. They are paying the price for the political theater bullshit, including the two most important people in my life.

Anyway, I’m not going into that anymore. There is enough ranting about that to go around. I’m going to share happy things.

This totally happened Saturday night:

This is me winning the Cheap White Trash Wine Drinking League

That is Arbor Mist out of a paper cup. Since it is my league I make the rules.  Arbor Mist is more white trash than Franzia. Franzia might come from a box, but it is actually wine. Arbor Mist is a fine wine product. Seriously, it is a step up from Boone’s Farm, which doesn’t count since Boone’s Farm is a flavored beer and can be bought at the Super Wal-Mart in Oklahoma.

The paper cup just adds to the class.

It was after a long day of trying to get projects done and finding issues at every turn. It was okay though because I was with the Viking and stupid faced in love. It was one of the best weekends of my life, and I am even more in love with that damn strange man than before. I didn’t know it was possible.

Another picture:

FLOWER!!!

We went for a walk on his land, so of course I picked an example of the flowers I saw, and of course, most of them were my purple since it’s my favorite color.

I felt a little bit like a little kid, but I was happy. I play and laugh when I’m happy. The wonderful ladies at water aerobics were a bit taken aback I think when I started laughing loudly and unabashedly at things that happen in class. It fills my soul.

Thursdays are my favorite days. We take these foam boards down to the deep end and try to balance on them. Getting on one is hard enough. You have to push the board down with one foot then put the other foot on and find your balance. After you get on, you use ALL of your core muscles to stay on. Holy frelling shiv, it is so much fun. I spend the entire time laughing. It feels like play, and I am going to enjoy and laugh at it like it is play.

Also, Friday night I was sitting on the Viking’s living room floor with my legs out in front of me. On a whim, I reached out to one of my feet and touched my toes. I haven’t done that in like a decade. It is a small victory but it means a lot to me. I’ve had so much surgery and reconstruction done on my calf and ankle muscles in my life I will never have normal people flexibility, but man it felt awesome to have that noticeable thing after only two weeks.