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After Phoenix died I was a mess. I just didn’t know it.
A close friend told me I needed to go find another dog, stat. I thought she was nuts. But, morning after morning I looked over the bedside before I put my foot down so I didn’t step on a dog that wasn’t there. I moved to the side in the hallway, for a dog that wasn’t there, I constantly looked for a dog that wasn’t there, and left the bedroom door open for a dog that just wasn’t there. The list goes on, and on, and on.
So, I looked on all the sites, and hated every one of them. They were all cute. But, they weren’t mine. Months went by. Then I saw a photo, and even though he was in a different state and wayyyyy more money than I would have liked to spend, I immediately knew I would be taking him home. My better half immediately agreed, and later paid for him because they couldn’t stand how broken I was.
We drove to Georgia, and he wasn’t exactly what the breeder said he was. But, in the end, that is ok.
Atlas

Atlas & Randle
If you are asking yourself: “Is that..?” yep, it is. That is indeed a Malinois. At the time, I wasn’t looking at the breed, I was looking at his face.
I guess it is on brand for me. lol. My dogs are always big, and kinda dangerous. The fact that they named him Atlas is also funny given my love for antique maps.
He’s currently tell me it is time to go outside, soooooo ……..
Catriona
XOXOXOX
Uh. wait. No. Not like that. I’ll just have to wash it again.
I have no issues washing cloths. But folding it and putting it way is just fucking stupid.
Ugh. Maybe I will hire a maid, but just for the laundry.
Ugh. My power just went out. My battery back up will only last for another 10 mins. Damn storm.
HA!! WAIT. I DON’T HAVE TO DO LAUNDRY NOW. Fuck yeah.
Catriona
XOXOX
AAHAHAHAHAHAH. I am done for today. I. AM. SO. AMUSED.
So, earlier I was standing at my stove waiting for my water to boil while eating a left over quesadilla. I get this, like, shock to my entire jaw when I first bite into food. It’s so painful. It’s been that way as long as I can remember. Howevvvvvvver that’s not saying much as we all know my memory. Annnyyyyyywayyyyy. It suddenly hit me that maybe its not normal? LOL. Everyone feels like they’re getting punched in the face every time they eat, right? RIGHT?!
Turns out, nope. Nope, everyone does not feel like they are getting punch in the face when they eat. Ok, but that’s not the part that caught my attention (wait for it). So I looked it up. It’s called “first bite syndrome” (wait for it. Also, accurate naming doctor people, great job). It’s damage, usually as a complication to surgery, to the sympathetic innervation of the parotid gland leading to parasympathetic overactivity (waaaaaait for it). It can also be caused by tumors. Getting First bite syndrome is apparently very rare (wait for it). However, have no fear there are treatments!

THERE IT IS! BOTULINUM. hahahaha I’m dead. Offfff Course that’s that answer. That is enough of the interwebs for me.
XOXOXOX
Catriona
You guys know I don’t sleep, right? Hahah. I have no idea what to do with myself for the next hour so, I thought I would stop in and say helllloooooooo.
My hands are CRAZY itchy from handling a PANTLOAD of 80 year old photographs. Some of them I suspect, but have yet to confirm, are over 100 years old. Really, I should have been wearing gloves. I know, thank you for yelling at me through your screen. I heard you. But, seriously. Itchy. UGHHHHHHHH. You never know the things you are going to find when you are me. hahahah.
My son’s bookshelf couldn’t take the weight of the world (all of his books. Well not all. There are books everywhere) and collapsed. It’s death was not something we saw coming. So we are now walking around mountains of books, in several different rooms. Seriously. It’s a little ridiculous. What is also ridiculous is the rate in which my child devours books. And then wants to keep them… to read them again, and again. And by “ridiculous” I mean “just like his mother”. Damn genetics.
I really need to clean out my phone. The contents of my phone are like what you would imagine a toddler and a mad scientist sharing a desk and chair would be like. Yeah. That.
Lets see what’s in there. Shall we?
I’m just going to randomly grab some stuff and see what we get. Good thing I have no nudes. Of myself.

Ha. Okay. I don’t even know where that one came from.

Oh, that’s the sun set. Beautiful, no?

Oh bloody hell. That’s awful. That was the LAST time I was sick. I was just about fully improved, but as you can see, I look like complete HELL from three weeks of some Being hovering over me in a black hood.

Yeah. I don’t know. I also have no excuse.

Truth. Always.

And. Now, you know.

Yeah. Who the hell knows.
Alright, lets go with one more…..

Oh. That’s a keeper. Don’t instruct your phone to take multiple photos of you while you are making a crazy face, or you end up looking like one of those chicks making the Duck Face. I fucking hate Duck Face. I love that it rhymes with “Fuck Face”. Any way, I was making a crazy face because my frelling shoulder was falling asleep and the damn cat wouldn’t move without threat of claws in the eyeball. Good thing you guys already know I am completely out of my mind. ha.
I think that’s good for now. hahaha
Love you all
Catriona
xoxoxox
Like, you have no idea!
LOOK AT ME!

I AM HOT!!!!! I can’t even take it.
@JustTeeJay drew this portrait of me a while ago, and since my brain is scattered I had not updated. But HERE I AM. Don’t I look better as I age?!
If you haven’t already seen her work, take a gander. It will BLOW YOU AWAY.
Click HERE! HERE! HERE! HERE! HERE! HERE! HERE! HERE! HERE! HERE! HERE!
To visit her page!
Seriously, you wont be sorry.
I have to go stare at myself now. I’m just too sexy for my own good.
OXOXOXOX
Catriona
Spent the day cleaning, catching up on E-mails, and cleaning out half of my son’s closet to make a “Club House” so he’d stop searching about all the closets in the house with a pillow and flashlight. Lol.
Now the kid and I are now watching Sherlock. Lol.
I have the worst heartburn, ever. EVER. I may name it. Like, Bethany, or Beatrice. Nothing seems to help it. I think she’s here to stay with me and Pansy.
I have a lot on my mind. Pansy and I have been going at it again. Our fights are worse than ever. It’s worse when someone provokes Pansy, knowingly. Friggen awful that Pansy can be used against me. Oh well, everyone has a weakness, mine is just out there like a huge red lighted button for anyone to slam, causing me horrid pain.
Lots, and lots on my mind.
I think that’s enough for now.
OXOXOX
Catriona