I've been sitting here all morning trying to think of what to say.  The truth is, over the years, I've already said it time and time again.

I bet he thinks I've forgotten.  We've both been so busy.  Our lives have taken so many twists and turns over the past eleven years.  Eleven years... sounds like forever, feels like an instant.  Our times together have been reduced to drive by conversations, but it doesn't matter.  Our relationship isn't the kind that has to be pampered and proctected.  It's strong, beautiful, and forever.  It would be difficult to think of something we haven't been through together.

Ok... I admit I really like today because it makes him numerically older than me.  I only get to enjoy it for a few months.  And you know I do.

Simply put... I love him.  He means the world to me.  There is nothing I would not do for him.  He has made some pretty big decisions in his life lately, and I'm his own personal cheering section.  And he knows where I am if he needs to be rescued.

Today is David's birthday.  I'll call him later, say happy birthday to him, tell him I love him.  I've spent the morning thinking back over all the crazy things we've been through.  And I'm looking forward to years and years more of the insanity.

Happy birthday, David!!  I hope you have a wonderful day.  Maybe we'll find a way to visit soon. :)

It isn't Friday yet??!!  This week has gone on forever!

Update:  My sister is doing better after a very scary complication during her surgery.  I was so worried.  She's my baby sister.  I pride myself on being strong enough to handle almost any situation life throws at me.  But seeing her like that this week has really taken its toll on me.  Add it to everything else, and I'm emotionally wrecked.  I'm just happy her condition is improving.

It's hard to admit we're getting older, and these things are going to start happening to us.  Especially when we don't take care of ourselves like we should.  Little sis doesn't smoke or drink or anything like that, but she's never taken care of herself.  Pregnant at fifteen with the entire world on her shoulders and no help from the husband of almost two decades... it was bound to eventually catch up with her.  But she's a very strong woman, and I know she'll pull through this, too.  Now I'm more worried about getting her hormones in check before she kills someone! 

My webb footed honey came through the door last night all bossy and demanding.  He's normally such a calm cool guy.  It threw me off a bit.  I was in a bad mood... bitchy, really... but he totally ignored it!  He didn't let it stop him from ranting for quite a while about my health and what the new job is doing to me.  I don't see him like that often.  He's cute when he's being large and in charge.  He's stubborn, too!  I wasn't aware of this when we first met.  I'm sure there will eventually be some pretty amaing fireworks in our relationship.  HE talks about MY stubborn attitude!  OK.....

Today shouldn't be too bad at work.  No staff in the office at all but me!  I have no idea why my skillet-licking boss is insisting I go in.  The few things that have to be done won't take long at all, and I could have easily had the phone forwarded to  my house.  Have I mentioned she's a moron?  How do you make it through medical school and be that dumb?  And we wonder why our healthcare sucks.  Forget dumping the job because it's too hard on me physically or because duckie wants me to quit... I may leave just on principle.  I can't associate myself with stupid people on this level without my mouth getting me into serious trouble.

Speaking of skillet-licking rednecks... I won't bore you with details on how my sister-in-law once again managed to turn the family upside down.  I will rant enough to say if she isn't carried off by wild animals or something soon... I might be emotionally and mentally worn down and physically exhausted, and she might be a REALLY BIG woman, but I'm going to have to kick her ignorant ass.  I think the government is exercising way too much control in our personal lives lately.... don't get me started on it.... BUT... ONE law I'd back completely... having malicious backstabbing scum-sucking dumbasses dropped off on a desserted island somewhere so that the rest of the population doesn't have to deal with them.  I'd even pay a tax to help keep them there.

And the sad thing is... I'm happily drugged this morning... I love EVERYBODY for a couple hours.  Imagine what I would have typed about her if the world wasn't all fluffy and purple hazed right now!

Sometimes I think the best part of a cup of coffee is how it warms your hands.  It feels so good to wrap your fingers around the hot cup.  I'm dragging ass this morning.  It's just sad when you crawl out of bed tired.  I'm stuffy-headed, too.  It's never going to rain.  It's never going to frost.  All the pollen and other nasty stuff is going to stay in the air forever.

I should be in a much better mood by now!  It's Autumn!  My favorite time of year.  I've been craving sweatshirts and hot chocolate for weeks now.  And we're STILL having record breaking temperatures sometimes hitting three digits!  Not having any rain to speak of since February is making the fall foliage anything but colorful.  It's going straight from green to brown.

Something is going right, though!  UK is in the top Twenty-Five for the first time since the early Eighties!  And we beat Louisville!  Course, so did Syracuse... we're still teasing U of L fans about that one.  Yeah.... I bleed blue.... just wait until basketball season.  So... UK is winning, Pitt is winning... that's something to smile about....

Work sucks ass... I hate working.  I'm leaning toward that whole "kept woman" thing my duckman has on his mind.  It's soooo hard to work for a stupid person.  A stupid person who is supposed to be smart is even worse.  I'm getting older.  I have even less tolerance for stupid people... and I've never had much...

But drug reps... oh they're cool people!  They have these HUGE expense accounts, and they blow them on people like me!  One came in yesterday to drop off some little trinkets (to get my doc to push his drugs), and before he left he'd promised three lunches and made a note to remember my birthday!  That's the first time being an office manager has been cool.  I'm sure it's probably the last.  Little do they know my doc is so stuck on herself she's almost offended that they'd think she needs their help to decide which drugs to push.  She thinks she knows WAY more than she knows... did I mention how that gets on my nerves?

It's going to be a stressful day.  My littls sister is going under the knife this morning, and I have tons of work to do.  She's having a hysterectomy, but she's actually happy about it.  Her doc has convinced her that most of her pain will go away once this is done.  I'm praying that he's right.  She has been miserable for so long.  It's her turn.  She deserves some pain free happiness for a change.

And unfortunately, it's time to get started.  I hate waking up my Belle... she's an even worse morning person than me.  She's evil, I swear.  It only takes me ten minutes to dress and feed her.  But it takes me fifty to fight her into doing it!  C'est la vie....

I've been around.  I promise.  Don't you just hate how life always gets in the way?  The long boring parts, anyway...

So lots and lots going on around here.  The most important thing, my screwy little duck man has finally settled into his local job position so no more long separations!  Yay, Duckman!  I would boast about lots of hot monkey sex except that sounds gross right after calling him a duck.  Monkey, duck... it's only gonna get worse from here.

The next really consuming thing is that I've gone back to work full time now, and it's kicking my arse.  I come home so tired that I manage to do only slightly more than fall straight into bed.  The house is horrible, the yard is worse, and I don't give a rat's ass.  (Monkey, Duck, Rat... I warned you)

I didn't just go back to work, I also started a new job.  I took a job as an office manager in a new medical clinic.  I'm still faking my way through most of it, but it seems to be working so far. 

My boss makes me want to scratch her eyes out at least once a day.  I like her.  She's a nice lady, but she's so irritating.  She's extremely intelligent about some things and then others, she's worse than a man.... no clue. I keep having to remind myself that she went to medical school and apparently graduated.  I spent thirty minutes explaining a feature on our phone today.  It's a simple two-line phone.  We're not talking about a switchboard here.

There's plenty to tell, and I will, I promise.  I'm just way behind on everything here, and I have to face the laundry eventually. 

In addition to being a medical clinic we also offer cosmetic laser procedures.  Someone called right before I left work to ask about a consultation for a fraxel treatment.  I almost said "fuckel" instead of "fraxel".  Did I mention how tired I am??  I guess my mind was more on monkey sex with the duck man instead of work?? 

Good thing... with my accent she probably wouldn't have understood it, anyway...