Happy 20th anniversary to us!!! :))) No matter how many crushes I may have along the way on other women – and a few guys – there is only one Tom! 

That one Tom and I are going out soon, so I’ll make this brief. I hate long entries anyway. 

Tom fixed my ankle bracelet for me yesterday (ain’t he sweet) and he read an interesting study they did that shows that rats have regrets. 

Things are great here and the only pisser is that my new dresser that was supposed to be delivered Friday isn’t coming till Tuesday. 

Later… 

In last night’s dreams, I was inspecting these dolls some people were hoping I’d purchase. They started off as being life-size but headless male dolls. They were very heavy but I was still able to lift them. 

“The benefit of working out… muscle,” I said to a young girl who stood by watching me. She smiled shyly. 

I said something about almost buying one, but then I moved on to inspect female headless dolls with Tom that were about 20” long. Tom pointed out that one had these strange marks on her but I told him they weren’t marks, they were part of a tattoo she had. Next thing I know the doll with the tattoos turns into a rat. 

Got some blueberry lip balm, some scented body sprays, a pink and purple mini wind spinner, and some candy at Walgreens earlier. We blew our diets today. After all, you only have a 20th anniversary once. Well, most people do anyway. We also got some light bulbs that should nearly outlive us. 

On the way back Tom turns up the music and starts bopping his head to the beat. I was cracking up. “Did you ever think we’d be blasting music in a Caddy in Cali 20 years later?” I asked him. 

We still should’ve skipped Oregon and California and gone straight to Florida. 

Once back at the house, we enjoyed some sweets, then went bike riding. For some reason, I thought both bikes had 24” wheels, but nope. My old one’s a 26”. No wonder it was so fast, high, and scary for one as short as me. I’d rather my new 24” that struggles to get uphill but doesn’t get up to insane speeds going downhill like the other one will on the slightest decline. 

Tom trimmed the hell out of the Cypress trees yesterday and saw Bob get dropped off with a golf caddy in hand. I swear these people in their 80s have the energy of one in their 20s, though it does seem that only Bob is active. They both come and go the same amount in the SUV, but I’ve never seen his wife walk, bike ride or do anything physical. Maybe her weight or some health issues are a factor in that. 

On Tuesday Tom will be going to a sports park with coworkers. Hopefully, the food and activities will be good, and he’s even more hopeful he’ll win something this time around in their raffles. 

In other news, Tammy was ill after having to wait a few weeks for oxygen. The move probably fucked that up like it does with most things, but she’s better now that she’s set up with new doctors and all that. It was scary for her being all alone and not knowing anyone well enough that she trusts to take care of Max and have access to her place. The girls and Mark will be down soon enough, I guess. The house is up for sale and Mark is officially retired. 

I was a little surprised she’d go to Dad’s grave. This is, after all, the man who allowed Mom to abuse us, and I’m sorry to say that his own “I’m sorry” came a bit late. I just can’t see having any respect, worshipping, admiring, defending or praising anyone who is either abusive themselves or who sits back (along with the bastard above) and lets it happen. But just because I feel a particular way doesn’t mean she has to, too. :) 

I would still rather have him and Larry in my home for an hour before I’d have Mom in here for a minute. I’m normally anti-revenge because it not only makes you look just as dumb and immature, but it’s a great way to get in trouble. However, if there’s such a thing as getting even with no consequences in the afterlife (if there is one) I’m going to rip that woman to shreds limb by limb. Guaranteed. :) 

She took a picture of the gravestone, which despite my hard feelings, was cool to see. Didn’t realize he’d been in Korea when he was in the Navy.