The Long Weekend

The Long Weekend was vary trying for me this time. I think its because I recognize so many disfunctions within my family.

Lack of respect for others.
Lack of time management.
Lack of common sense and all round smarts.
Excuses, excuses, excuses, and not to mention procrastination drives me to the point of wanting to strangle someone.

I went down there to get things done. What I got was me and my 70 year old mother hammering, putting up fence, and moving horses. It never changes when I go there. This time however, I told them all that if things truly don't change I won't be back. Threats never seem to go over, so maybe actions will suffice.


I did manage to go out with a girlfriend for steak night on the Friday. It was nice to connect with her and my other girlfriend Madge. They are both childhood friends that I can't wait to see when I go home. We all hook up and are talking like we've all had coffee the day before. Madge and Red are MY girls.

Red is planning to go to Mexico to become a Scuba instructor, helping the tourists get their waterwings on and masks in place. We were talking about getting sucked in to the "town gossip" row. After being away for awhile and then coming back, you can see who the gossips are, who the narrowminded people are and who clicks with others. Its funny to see.

When you mention it to the "townies", they laugh and tell you, you are crazy, but really, they are. They are in their own little world and have no intensions of ever venturing out and beyond.

My cousins husband is one of them. He can't see his anything "outside" his little bubble and if you mention other concepts or ideas, well, let's just say an arguement ensues and quite frankly, I don't have time for his ignorance that he has chosen for himself.

When I was at home, I made sure that all was in place for my doggie to come back with me. After 6 Christmas' with my mom, I was finally able to bring Effie to her new home. I am overjoyed to have her back with me. Its like having your kid being looked after in a foster home. Don't tell me that I don't know what its like cuz I don't have kids. Its the same. Everytime I left the farm without her, I cried. I sent "child" support to mom for her every month, and made sure she had her shots and teeth looked at. It's the same.

Now Effie is back with me and so far, we have walked, played, walked and played some more. I am not a dog person by any stretch. I am a cat lover, but this damn dog took to me like white on rice, like stink on a monkey and she's been with me ever since. She is my baby. She is beautiful and I love her to pieces.