A Toast To...

Voted yesterday. I know someone who does not like to vote in person and always sends in an absentee ballot. He said polling places are a mess—usually someone’s garage. I went to a junior high school library.

Co-workers and I going out tomorrow. We’ve all fallen on hard luck lately and decided- WE NEED A DRINK. So we’re going someplace after work. I’m soooo glad as I’ve wanted a drink forever but have no one to go with. I mean, I have booze at home but I don’t touch it ‘cause drinking alone is so lame. I have lots of wine, I have scotch and the makings of gin and tonics and martinis. But that’s just not cool by yourself. So tomorrow will be such a release. A nice drinky-drink after a tough week (we’re off on Friday) will be great. Unfortunately I have church later in the evening so hopefully I won’t smell all boozy. I shouldn’t as I don’t drink more than 2 drinks. And thinking about it I should only have one.
Actually I’m not too excited about it anymore as I have gone back to vitamins, minerals and herbs. So I feel pretty good most of the time anyway, without alcohol and its accompanying guilt. The only thing really bugging me right now is not having a baby. I have hit that point where I want to have a baby…NOW. The cats don’t cut it anymore. Especially that ingrate Hermes! Mikey is a much better pet but he’s a little TOO clingy. Like a dog, that one. Dogs follow their masters around and pant and beg and as they show in that Jumbone commercial (“dogs rule”. Right.) they wait outside your shower. I thought that was creepy. If a man followed me around and waited outside my shower I would call the cops. Well, Mikey does that—like a freaking undignified dog! He needs some feline attitude fast.