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***Owen’s eyes were grumpy again this morning and he didn’t want the lamp on; I don’t know where or how he came up with that, but I love it. It really is a very apt phrase. Of course, beyond the cuteness, it has me a little worried about him turning into one of those people who lurks around in his living room with all the blinds closed. If he starts making hats out of tinfoil, I am going to freak.
***I picked out just the right amount of books at the library last week, which means I will finish reading the last one in time to go get more on Saturday afternoon. For a voracious reader like myself, this is actually an art, and not one to be taken lightly.
***Turns out the one neighbor we have, GI Joe, who we thought was fairly normal is a little bit, um, less than normal. Another neighbor said she has seen him opening the back door of Backyard Hoebag’s house and letting her dogs out, then calling the dog catcher to complain about loose dogs. Since the neighbor who told me this is a little, um, different I thought maybe she was just misinterpreting the situation, but then Eli told me yesterday (not knowing that neighbor lady had also said something) that he “caught” GI Joe doing that very thing. What the hell? I don’t like Backyard Hoebag one tiny bit but it seems pretty low to let her dogs out and then call the pound. In fact, I am a lot more concerned about Backyard Hoebag’s “entertainment business” than her dogs. I think GI Joe will do a lot better when he goes back to work and has less time on his hands.
***We went bowling with the people from my office last night; it was so much fun, surprisingly so. Ate pizza, drank soda, bowled a couple og games. Steve hurt his back earlier in the week (and we weren’t even doing anything THAT acrobatic!) but he thought he would be okay to bowl. This morning, however, he thought maybe it hadn’t been such a good idea after all, as he could barely get out of bed.
***Just for the record, I think porn is bad. My rational mind tells me that it *shouldn’t* be that big a deal, consenting partners and reasonable adults and all that stuff, but this is one where no matter what my rational mind says, I argue from an emotional standpoint. I think it devalues women, obviously, and yes, the rational mind says that these women are adults and can choose how they want to earn their money but emotions say that there is something wrong with a woman who wants to pose naked in nasty magazines. Rational mind says that porn can enhance a relationship and make both couples happier in the bedroom but emotional mind says that if one or the other needs porn to be, um, stimulated, then there is something wrong. I don’t know. I mean, I know and love people who think completely differently than I do, and it doesn’t change the way I think about them at all. Steve and I have opposing views, and I have to insert here that this doesn’t have anything to do with us as a couple at all, but we were talking about it last night and of course, I ended up feeling shaky and emotional and inordinately upset about the whole thing. I think I even know why, but knowing where these feelings stem from doesn’t really help at all.
***I also think meatloaf is bad, and unlike the whole porn thing, I know exactly where that comes from and I do think differently about people who eat meatloaf. Because, eeeeew. I can’t even eat a meatBALL because it reminds me of meatloaf. And no, I don’t care who you are, your meatloaf recipe will not be the one to turn me around, much like a gay man can’t be turned straight with the right person. It’s just that nasty.
***Something that doesn’t totally suck? The promise of 60 degree weather for the weekend. Also the prospect of sleeping in a little bit and nursing this cold while I read and drink tea. In fact, in very many ways, life doesn’t totally suck at all.
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