Due to the death of my beloved pet, rather crap health and relationship turbulance, I did just what any pseudo-self-loathing lass like myself would do today: spend the day with my mother in a card shop, pharmacy/grocery store and a friendly neighbourhood Starbucks. Along with the estimated 37.5 minutes spent en route to said destinations in the automobile.

I really don’t know what in fresh hell came over me.

However, I am very thankful that we spent some time together. She’s been glued to Ebay, and me to my fiance, so our friendship has been going down the toilet, to say the least.

We wound up reading sappy “The Lord is My Shepherd, Your Ass is Grass, Amen Wee Grasshopper” bookmarks.

It was a good day.

Some of us are horrible…at realising just how good we’ve got it, until the potential of losing ‘it’ arises. Then we kiss the ground.

Such is life.