2. I practically went from being Snickers’ 29 year old girlfriend to that of a 10 year old when Snickers took it upon himself to literally spank me in the middle of a public street when he caught glimpse of me chewing on my finger nails. He has this thing with me bitting my nails. It’s a bad habit of mine that I really don’t notice I’m doing, apparently Snickers does though and he doesn’t like it.
3. My post-weight training protein-packed pancake got an upgrade today when I tossed in fresh blueberries. I have two blue-stained fingers now but let me tell you, it was definitely delish.
"You are the real Pancake Master" he said. "I know" I responded... hahaha.
4. Not too sure what it is with me and physical boystress play in my relationships but I love picking on Snickers. My main move is bitting him. He use to try to tickle me in defense but lately he’s developed, what I call, the “Kung Fu Chop”.
5. By the end of the day Snickers’ kung fu chops to my neck evolved to hammer punches to my thighs, resulting in me walking around the house with mad Charlie-horses!!! For some deranged and strange reason we seem to find great humor in physically impairing each other… hahaha.
6. So much for Snickers training at boxing with no shirt on. Today I practically took a chunk of flesh out of his body when he kung fu chopped my neck and I bit his chest. Ya, that marks not going to leave anytime soon.
7. In other news, I am convinced trouble finds its’ way in threes. Just a couple of Saturdays ago I got bad news, then I got word that my long time cat Scrappy-Jo died, and then just the other day I got word that a family member of mine has been diagnosed with lung cancer and has but only 10-12 months to live. Three out of my three new pieces of news from Canada all have to do with death and I really don’t know what to say about the matter except for the fact that this Christmas is going to be a hard one.
8. Okay so I was wrong, Snickers in fact hasn’t forgotten my name like I joked about. He hasn’t called me by my first name in about two weeks now but instead has resorted to calling me either “Angel” or “Su Hyun” (my Korean name). He did however have to say my full name to the SK lady on the telephone today and I laughed my head off, well practically, when he said my full name.
9. Late night training in the park with Snickers almost was dangerous and resulted in me literally doing a full flip and then crashing down in the grass. I had jumped on to the merry-go-round for a quick spin but when I jumped back off where should I land but in the only pot-hole around. My ankle twisted and I jumped in response, hence the flip. Snickers yelled out “Matrix girl” and then came running to my side. I laughed at the stupidity and pure fluke of it all but dang did it ever hurt.
10. I think Snickers knew I totally milked my pot-hole ankle injury tonight but I think he liked the fact that I let him tend to me. He has this whole “you-need-me-to-protect” you mentality going on and I see it daily. Whether it’s him walking me to and from weight training or not letting me walk Mi Nam alone at night, I think he finds pleasure in trying to protect and look after me. Sometimes I think it’s a bit male chauvinistic but I don’t think that’s the image he’s trying to give off. He does it out of love, I know and so I think he just likes doing things for me, like how when I take a shower I place my dirty clothes outside the door and he is always sure to pick them up and put them in the hamper. I’m always sure to say thank you to him but he giggles and always says “no thank you”. Anyways, tonight I milked my ankle injury, which wasn’t so serious I should note. Snickers piggy-backed me back to the house, rubbed my ankle, iced it and then what started off as a mere ankle massage turned into a full leg and back massage.
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
What are you thankful for?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Hem your blessings with thankfulness so they don't unravel.
-- Author Unknown
3 comments:
Thats bad news from your familie Amy ,wich you strenght !...That pancake!...its look ,..µ$^ù=$?
And Snickers!...what can i say!...A HELL OF A GUY ,FOR YOU!!
Have you really vanished your dog to live on the roof? That's a little cold-hearted, don't you think? So because you now have a guy to live with, your dog no longer deserves a place in your life? Not even in your apartment? I don't care if you don't publish this, but you should really reconsider what you're doing. That dog got you through some difficult times and you're being completely ungrateful by pushing him to the side now that you have somebody else to warm your bed.
Sorry to hear about all your recent bad news, Amy. That must be hard especially when you're so far away. I understand.
As for your nails, if you want to stop biting them, you should try gel nails! I just got them and they're awesome. I've done all my usual household stuff (laundry, dishes, cooking, etc.) and they're still looking perfect. :)
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