December 17, 2011

  • There are few times I'd like to dropkick my cats. In fact, it's almost never. I hate people who abuse animals.

    But this morning I probably could have.

    BF and I both woke up around six this morning. Probably because we were asleep by eight last night. We hear the cats fucking around with the tree, so I ask him to go look and see what they were doing.

    Bent two branches and had a ton of ornaments on the floor. So you know, what does BF do? not fucking pick them up, that's what. He just leaves them on the floor. Yeah, thanks for that. So I go in there pissed (doesn't help that I'm still half asleep) and my tree is a mess, there's shit on the floor, and BF is being of no fucking help. So I decide I'm just going to take the damn thing down. No point in it being up if it's going to look horrible. So I start crying, go get the boxes and stuff and BF is all "what are you doing what are you doing" and I don't say anything, because I'm petty and because I hate talking while crying be cause it just sounds pathetic. So he grabs me around my legs and is all "You have it up because you like it, not because it's perfect." So I sit in front of the tree and cry some more while he decides I can fend for myself for a while.

    So I start taking the ornaments off around the bottom that's completely fucked, and he comes back in and sits on the couch. I ask him to fix the branches, and he more or less does (for the mean time, I think they're fubar). So I start re-doing that sections. I ask him to grab something for one of my holes, then ask if there's any other place that needs something. He looks at the tree for a while, then nods. I ask where, he puts his fingers on my lips then gives me a kiss.

    He's rarely smooth, but when he is he hits the nail on the head. So this just made me start crying again.

    I'm weird, okay?

    So he turns the lights on for me (the christmas lights on the tree that is) and we sit there and look at it for a while.

    If the cats leave it alone for the next week, things will be perfect, but I doubt it.

    Now? We're going to ihop. The Nutcracker is at 3pm and I think we're going to Fridays for dinner. I'm going to get stuff to make Buckeyes this weekend, which I'm excited about. Some of you may get some! Depends on how much it makes and how they turn out.

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