Shawn’s return on Friday was a lazy one. Aside from some shopping on Sunday we didn’t do much other than drink beer. Now he’s gone… again. After the episode with his brother (Robbie), Shawn refused to work with him, so of course Robbie got sent to another job… IN town! I know it’s probably because Shawn is the better worker and he knows more, but for fuck’s sake can you NOT reward negative behavior next time?

Shawn’s birthday was on the 9th, I had planned to get him a cellphone before it even got broken, so Sunday we took care of that. No way in hell I could make it even 5 days without some texting action. For mine he got me a very pretty ring but we’re waiting for it to come in the mail because the store didn’t have ring size HUMONGOUS. My fingers are like sausages. I’ve always had fat fingers but you would think they’d be nice and slender considering I’ve done nothing but type for like, the past 8 years…

I’d really like to go home now. Is it Friday yet?

I read on the mighty interwebs that today is Canada Day, so happy Canada Day, Canada! It reminded me of the fact that I used to listen to some real goofy music when I was “young” which then reminded me that I’ll be 22 next Friday. I know it is only 22, and I’m certainly not one to say, “Oh god, I’m so old! I’m an old man!” because that’s dumb. You’re not old. You’re only old if you want to be and do we really get old?

It’s not the number that bothers me but how quickly it got here. It makes me so mad to think about how many times I’ve heard, “the years will go by faster and faster,” and wanted to roll my eyes at this old coot telling me I’m not going to realize how quickly it’ll pass by.

I had the most frighteningly ridiculous dream this morning. I let the dogs out in the back yard and when I let them back in someone snatched me and put a gun to my head. Shawn followed, and there we were in the yard, about to die. Somehow I managed to run back inside and Shawn came back and said, “THANKS FOR LEAVING ME, but they were just joking.”

Shawn works for a company that installs sprinkler systems across Tennessee and Kentucky… Sometimes he has to drive for quite a while every day to get to work, and sometimes he has to go out of town for a few days at a time. Today we were on our way to the grocery store to buy some food for dinner and he told me that he’ll be staying in Knoxville for TEN WEEKS sometime soon…

I’m so sad.

“You’ve got some will power quitting smoking the way you did. I’m impressed, babe”

*pats Shawn on the leg*

“PSH! I better watch out for you!!”

It’s now technically Tuesday which means… dun dun DUN! I have officially been smoke free for ONE WHOLE WEEK now! I can’t believe it… I feel so victourious! Like jumping up and down and saying yay, Kelley, you did it!!! Let’s go shopping!!!!

Well, maybe not as many exclamation points, but I am quite happy with myself. Hopefully I’ll sleep better tonight than I did last, but either way in about a week I should be fine. Sadly I do seem to be coming down with a funk that’s had Shawn feeling bad since Thursday. It could be sinuses because of the weather change (blackberry winter!)… but this feels like sick, worse than sinuses. It’s been forever since I’ve been sick–I don’t think I’m up to the challenge. Plus Shawn called out of work Friday, then again today after laying out all weekend. I know guys tend to over do it when they’re sick (don’t even deny it) but I think he actually feels really bad.

I struggled for a bit tonight but I finally got MonsterIDs working! Woo! For those of you who don’t have gravatars, you should have a little monster icon now A random monster is generated for your email address and it will show up next to your comments instead of that big, ugly, blue G. Word.

I went to hang out with Les at a tattoo shop (she has some friends that work there) up the street from my house and randomly decided to have my heart redone.

It was originally done two years ago in North Carolina when Paul and I were visiting his family. It had no meaning at the time but turned out to be pretty significant. When he and I were still together, it was a reminder of good times that we shared and how hard I was fighting for him. I’m glad I decided to have it fixed, because it was faded and uneven. I couldn’t be happier with how it turned out, it’s just right. Now it reminds that shit can be ugly and lopsided but it doesn’t have to stay that way.

Yes, I so just related a tiny heart-shaped tattoo on my middle finger to my (love) life and how much it’s changed. I know I’m silly, but I really feel that way.

ps - I failed Project 365 again. The past seven days have been a little hectic, so I will admit to my failure and just take my photos when I feel inspired. D’oh!

pss - I have edited this post 365 times.

I was feeling a little too frisky yesterday.

It ended up being a really good day… so good that we never went to bed.