Happiness Is...

So yes, my bunny died Friday. He's been acting weird for a while now. He'd eat here and there, but was not even excited about parsley or dandelion leaves, or kale. The usual things that make him happy. When I got him from bunny rescue (The house rabbit society) his old owners were gonna put him to sleep cus they didn't want him. That was 6 years ago. They also told me he was between 2 and 5. So, he was old. He was all black, and the hairs around his mouth had gone white. I found him sprawled out in his cage when I got home. My neighbors helped me bury him. Then I drowned my sorrows with margaritas. That's the third and final bunny I buried.

I had a picture to go along with my happiness is post, which I will post whenever it's not Monday, and raining, and I havn't stepped in a huge puddle and my leather shoes are soaked thru, and my pants are wet to halfway up my shins. In other words, today started off on the wrong foot, but it's getting better.

Happiness is, getting out your clothes from last summer and realizing you can't even wear your shorts anymore. You can put them on, but when you move around, they fall off. All on their own. I took pictures. They're fabulous! It's hard to believe I've lost that much since last summer. Now I have to spend money on clothes. If I were rich this may be fun. But I'm not.

This weekend I got up at old person time (9 am) and went to find some new shorts, which I didn't find. Then I met Kat and we did 7 miles on the towpath, and jogged some too. Have I mentioned how much I dislike jogging in the out of doors? Inside is so much easier! On our journey, we saw a buttload of turtles, two BEAVERS in the canal, and wild turkeys! Oh, and a disgusting (yet small) snake that Kat insisted we stop to rescue off the trail. Euw! It was sunny, and I got burned even though I have a tan.

When we got back I got my flower beds cleaned up and ready to go, and planted some wildflower seeds around my bird bath, and back porch. Cus, I'm one of those people who enjoys watching the birds and butterflies while enjoying mojitos in the back yard (with my home grown mint) soaking up the sun.

Then I trekked up to the big city (Cleveland) to see my manfriend. We cooked out Saturday night and talked. Then on Sunday I asked if he'd take me to Trader Joe's to see what all the hype is about, so he took me to Crocker Park. I didn't much like Trader Joes, it was like going grocery shopping out of state, I didn't recognize any brands. I'm big on knowing what I like. Crocker park was pretty bad-ass. Except that you have to walk. And it's fancy. And, in my out of town-ness I only brought shorts because it was near 70 Saturday. And like 30 on Sunday. I. Was. Fre-ezing! Manfriend put his pullover on me, and then zipped it up so I was warm. He is the cutest ever!

Then we headed to the manfriends and I helped him clean his apartment. He was going to pay me that was the idea but when I was done, I thought....that's kind of rude to accept money so I didn't. He however, was in the hall doing manly stuff like sanding his drywall joints, and dirtying up my hard work til he put up a tarp to contain it.

Happiness is also...winning contests! I won another contest over at Carolyn in Carolina. Yessss! I'm on fire with this stuff! Now, I'm ready for the lottery. Lottery, you will be mine. Oh yes.