Despite me being all pms’y and having some unwarranted crying fits (love being a woman), this weekend was really fun. Yesterday, we went to Kings Island amusement park in Mason with some friends, and had a blast. I’ve never been a big fan of roller coasters (or rides in general, because I’m a big chicken), but they got me to ride some. Ok, really it wasn’t a big deal since they were mostly kid rides because the girl we went with brought her 9yr old sister, but I did ride the one that used to be called The Italian Job with the mini-cooper cars. Um yeah, NOT a kid coaster. That sucker was fast. But fun! I also got a little too much sun, but I’ll live. We left just in time for a thunderstorm to move through, and thank God because the lightning was crazy.

Today we finally made it to the dog park! First time, and I have to say it was also a blast. Leo had so much fun being around other dogs and running and playing. I got a few pictures, and they’re up on flickr now if anyone wants to have a look. There’s a dog we met that I swear could be related to Leo. Their coloring was so similar, but she’s a husky/something else mix. She also has one blue eye and one brown eye, very pretty and sweet girl. Actually, all the dogs were great together. Leo got loved on by children and adults, and made over and given compliments on his eyes and how soft he is, blah blah blah. It’s truly sickening. He’s such a ladies man, but he plays all the angles lol. Con artist, I’m telling you. But he’s sleeping now thank God, and mama can go outside and plant the lilies she bought this morning so yay for that!

I have several things to talk about, but I’m going to keep this one to a single subject because it’s just too weird, and it might also be useful in the event that something happens to me and y’all need proof that I was stalked and bludgeoned to death. I’m only half kidding… I think. I’d try to keep it short, but you need the whole story to appreciate it. And it’s all very high school-ish, so bear with me. 

I was friends in junior high with this girl. She wasn’t really a part of my core group of friends, but we did hang out some. As freshmen, we went our separate ways and later that year I heard that she had run off to Florida with a truck driver. I didn’t think about her much after that, and truth be told, I guess I kind of forgot about her. 

Fast forward to 2006, a letter shows up at my mom’s house. The entire first page was about how she’d found God. She then went on to say how she can’t understand why I hate her and why we’re not friends anymore, but that she forgives me. I hadn’t talked to this girl in 10 years, so it kind of freaked me out but I just laughed it off. 

However, the letters have continued, along with birthday cards and Christmas cards (all still being sent to my childhood address). Then she found me on Myspace. I got a sympathy card about my cat dying, and TWO cards congratulating me on our new home, so I know she’s been following what’s going on in my life. She sent messages to my mom. In all of them, she goes on about how she loves us and cares about us. She remembers details, names, etc. She’s freaking me the fuck out.

The most recent arrived in John’s myspace inbox tonight. My profile is private and I have her blocked, so she sent him a LONG message about how we’re both going to hell because we won’t talk to her. We’re also “ugly in our hearts” but she still loves us because it’s just satan making us that way. She doesn’t even make sense in most of it. Seriously, if I printed it out, it’d be ten pages. Can you say psycho???

I have no interest in being friends with this girl again, especially now. So what do you think, how soon should I file that restraining order? I know responding would just fan the fire even more, but honestly I’m getting kind of scared here. They’re truck drivers, they travel all over the country and she still has family here, so I know she’ll end up back here eventually. I’m worried she’ll show up on my doorstep. I’d hate for her to meet Mr. Pistol when all she wants to do is love us and care about us. *shudder*

Been a while (again), I know. I’ve been around, I’ve just been too lazy to write about the things I’ve wanted to write about. Anyway. So a few things… First off, why are people in such a damn hurry these days? I’ve noticed lately that people are always on my ass on the road. I tend to drive 5-10 mph over the speed limit, but I’ve always got some hemorrhoid up my ass, flailing their arms and no doubt calling me some not-so-nice things. Slow. Down. It’s not worth killing somebody.