My heart bleeded, girl

JFC, a wasp just landed on the desk in front of me while I was just sitting here INNOCENTLY WRITING. WTF, it's the middle of February! I have no idea where it came from. It was a bit sluggish, but I DON'T CARE. My one big fear in life, and they fucking invade my house at the most unexpected times. At least in the spring (kitchen and my bedroom closet), summer, (EVERYWHERE) and fall, (kitchen and closet) I know to be on the lookout. This was just like the time I got stung sitting in my living room on a cold December night. I almost had a fucking heart attack.

I went upstairs to get Larry to come kill it and I heard him say to Neville, "Let's go see what Mom's yelling about." I said, "That's my wasp yell. YOU SHOULD RECOGNIZE IT AFTER ALL THESE YEARS."

Gah. Okay, I'm calm now.

I was in the grocery store the other day, and all of a sudden I realized that the piped in music was "God Must Have Spent a Little More Time on You." I smiled while I thought, wow, what a bad song, sung by such beautiful voices.

I only thought to go look at svmadelyn's Valentine's Day meme when somebody else mentioned it, but there were two messages there for me. Thank you so much. Yes, it's essential to have someone to snark to. ;)