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Sock Monkey house slippers and plaid Joe Boxer PJ’s. If you’re gonna lounge you might as well do it with flair. I got the slippers (and the PJ bottoms) at Disabled American Veteran’s Thrift Store for a buck each. I’ve had the bottoms but I just got the slippers the other day. . . and a teddy bear for 5 cents. I couldn’t leave the bear behind, he was too cute. The other shot is me with pony tails. LOL Yes Beauty. I know. I don’t look 38 I look 12 now be quiet!
I need to change my gratitude day to some other day. It’s really hard to be grateful for anything on a Monday which is a therapy day. At this point it’s pretty much, “Dammit here we go again Monday” or simply, “The Pissed List”.
This would be a standard Dammit here we go again Monday entry:
I’m pissed because:
1) My roommate told me all week end long about his kidney stones. I had to hold my tongue and not say to him, “That’s so cute how you say that as if I care.” Why must everyone tell me about their restroom issues? I don’t tell him about my occasional irregularity that I cure with Activia.
2) Why do the Mormon’s keep showing up at my door? It’s as if they want to hear my self-proclaimed atheistic roommate go off. Do they giggle then do a high five? Ah, we did it to Fife Junior again. Have you no compassion for the other people in this household? Have mercy on me and don’t come back cause I’m left here to listen to his vile mouth and hopeless stance on God.
3) If the cat does one more power walk up and down my side as I sleep I’m gonna strangle her. It’s like she’s doing laps like old people at the mall only really, really fast and without osteoporosis.
4) My roommate keeps telling me that his knife is “just a tool.” I have no idea why he keeps telling me that. I like knives. I have no issue with seeing most knives. If he tells me it’s “just a tool” one more time I’m going to tell him who the real tool is.
5) Noisy neighbors. I guess he thought 7am was a good time to trim his trees with a chainsaw. The movie Texas Chainsaw Massacre came to mind with him not in the leading role.
Really though, I think I’ll change the day to Friday cause it’s too &*%$&#! hard to be grateful for anything on Monday.
I was going to say you look about 10, but you told me to be quiet, so I can’t say that.
I don’t know how you are grateful on Mondays. THe only thing I’m thankful for on Mondays is more coffee.
Totally jealous of the socks. My feet were freezing this morning. I need new slippers. My favorite socks are green and fuzzy and supposedly made with some sort of aloe lotion that never goes away even when washed. They are soft. They do smell like aloe. They are very nice. But kind of plain.
My 5 year old likes piggytails…but I best be quiet about that, huh?
Seriously, you look good. Glad to see an updated picture.
This is my first sock monkey ever.
Joe Boxer PJ’s rule!
I’m with Beauty– closer to 10 than 12. I think this post is just further evidence of the go-to-hell attitude.
Love it.
I sometimes take photos of myself (selves) just to see who I am. A very long time ago I put together photos and saw many differences. I think it was a full month where I took a daily photo then put them together. Sometimes I was just in a different mood but other times it was obvious I’d switched. So, if you see an increase of photos of me it’s not cause I’m conceded and like the camera it’s because I’m tracking changes, or lack there of.
Joe Boxers, great invention.
10 yrs old? snarl
My therapist swears she can tell so much about a person by looking in their eyes. The first thing I noticed was that you looked happy in the first two pictures (on other post) but then I noticed you weren’t smiling. So not sure where I got the happy perception from?
This picture does have the sense of being younger and more questioning.
Do you feel connected to yourself when you see pictures of yourself? I often don’t feel any connection to that person I see.
I once took a whole roll of film of myself (yes this was back in the film days). I needed a picture for an application and had nothing that was a decent shot of me. It was amazing that the pictures, all taken in the course of a weekend, looked so different.
I made a sock monkey once. But I’m not showing you photos of it until your attitude improves.
Beauty -
I’ve seen your pirate sock monkey you made for your grandbaby so there!
Enola-
When I looked at the photographs the first thing I looked at was my eyes.
Nope, I usually don’t feel connected to my photographs. I spend most of my time standing beside myself (dissociating) so when I see a photograph of me it’s pretty much the same thing.
That just shows what you know! That wasn’t a sock monkey. I’ve never even posted photos of the sock monkey I made.
“The Pissed List” has a good ring to it. You should copyright that ASAP.
Beauty is cracking me up.
The new TV series, Beauty Behaving Badly.
She knows very well she posted a photo of the sock monkey. It was a pirate sock monkey with really bright green. It even had a little pirate hat and an eye patch. I’m sure her granddaughter loved it as much as I would have had she been kind enough to say to her grandbaby, “I know I made this especially for you at your request, colors and all but I’ve decided to send it to Austin instead.” Despite the tears and holding on tightly Beauty should have ripped it from her grubby grasp, packed it up and sent it to me. I think in this case her priorities were all wrong. I hope her granddaughter really likes that sock monkey. I on the other hand continue to be sock monkeyless….except of course these here slippers. It was up to me to rescue them from a life of sitting on that dusty shelf in the very back of an ill lit second hand store with plumbing issues. I like to think of myself as their rescuer.
Now see, you’re just digging yourself a deeper hole. The monkey made for my granddaughter was made from green fleece, not from an actual SOCK which is why the kind made from SOCKS are referred to as SOCK monkeys. I don’t think I can be any more clear. Next time you put on a pair of SOCKS tell yourself, “I am now putting on my SOCKS. I am NOT putting on a big piece of fleece that could easily be sewn to look like a pirate monkey.” Maybe that will do the trick. If not, I think it’s quite hopeless.
As for your wish to deny my granddaughter her UNsock monkey, I can do no more than click my tongue, shake my head and mutter at my monitor. I believe in the next box I send you I’ll include a SOCK. I may scribble a face on it. Yes, I believe I will. I’ll scribble a face with a Sharpie. You will have to attach your own ears (not yours literally, of course, that would be silly to cut off your own ears and sew them to a sock!) You may have to find something around the house to use for a tail–perhaps an arm or leg from one of your dolls who really doesn’t need it. Yes, I think that will do nicely. After doing so, there is only one step left: stuff it. Stuff it good, if you get my drift!