Happy Days

OK, here's 13-30

Happy, happy, happy etc.

he he he

So...I'm bored with this subject.  Not that I'm not happy, but...it's seems that I'm a pretty boring person.  The same things make me happy, over and over and over!  Maybe that makes me simple.  ugh...let's not think about that. :)

My Mom and Dad are opposites, complete...nothing alike kind of people.  Well...they gave me that!  I'm a sort of yin yang.  I'm artsy and fun...like my Mom and responsible and structured like my Dad!  This, for the most part has me arguing with myself on a regular basis.  You can have when your chores are done...kind of thing.

The creative side got bored with the happy posts, because she felt like she was being told what to do.  She wanted the freedom to write whatever came to her mind.  Now the "I must follow the orders" side of me said "no way, you can't stop.  You said you were going to do 30 days."  The fun side then argued that she wasn't the one that said that in the first place.  The arguing went on for a while. ;)

The Artsy Fartsy side won!  So...the happy posts are over and now "we" can move on.  Woo Hoo!

So, here's a random happening:  I laid down to take a nap. (I know, awesome cushy life that I have)  My dog jumped on the bed and I thought...no big deal.  I was almost asleep when she crept up and licked me on the lips!  ewwwww!  Now this was no little thing!  How was I ever supposed to sleep knowing that at any moment...my dog might be licking my lips!  And...what if I'm sleeping with my mouth open!?!?!?!?

My naps will never be the same. All this time, I thought Richie was a very affectionate husband!