belle notte

Damn that Disney +. I haven't been able to get any of the Disney songs out of my head. I've watched Cinderella, Sword in the Stone, Robin Hood (it may be a personality defect but for some reason I find Robin Hood the fox kind of cute, stfu and stop judging me) the Little Mermaid, and Sleeping Beauty, along with the live actions of Lady & The Tramp and Dumbo (so fucking cute but so utterly depressing; I have never wanted to hug a poor little elephant so much).

On Saturday I mostly relaxed. Went to Target in the AM to get Riley a Disney gift card and then went back home and watched TV and lazed around. I should have gone to cemetery but I didn't much feel like it, I couldn't get comfortable at all. I fell asleep (doing that a lot more during the day, idk why) and woke up feeling disgusting. Tried to see if I could find anything redeemable in the new Star Wars movies but they still suck total asshole. The Mandelorian, btw, was amazing.

Scott came and picked me up when he got off at work and got me to try McAllister's Deli, which was not bad. I got a french dip. We came back and watched TV until Scott started falling asleep. Went to bed (well, kept waking up because he kept on yelling and moaning and hissing in his sleep, at one point he told Sid he was gonna kick his ass or kill him, it was funny) Woke up early Sunday and cleaned up the apartment, then Sid came over and they took the door of the hinges to my bedroom. Lacey and her Dad brought my new mattress and they got it up the stairs and into my room without as much trouble as I thought they would. It's so soft. Lacey and her Dad left and I decided to treat Scott and Sid to Dr. Sleep as thanks for helping me with mattress. They were hungry so we went to Metairie Rd to this new pizza place called Fat Boys. The pizza slices there were as long as my arm. I had had my fill of pizza on Friday night (one of my coworkers fat-guilted me into getting the new pepperoni explosion pizza at little caesar's, I thought I was going to die) so I didn't eat. Went to movie, it was enjoyable. We stopped at Barnes & Noble because I wanted to look for a few cemetery books that they didn't have, then went home. Hung out with Sid for awhile and watched Dumbo.

That bed made love to me last night. I was in heaven. Until Jack woke me up and I nearly threw my back out trying to get him back into bed. I DID NOT want to get up this AM.

I need to start writing again. Made a lazy attempt to do some HEAVY editing with Grammarly but my attention span is for shit right now (something I am completely irritated with) so I can't seem to get myself there. I am still confused about things and I'm hoping to escape it or get some sort of clarity through A right now, but he's proving to be an elusive fish. I hope I don't lose him completely; that would fuck me up.

Next weekend-doing a favor for Lacey's Mom and she's paying me back with lunch at Chili's. I REALLY want to get to the cemetery if I can. I am really hoping it gets colder (I don't know if this is a new thing, me loving the cold, or if it's just because my electricity bill is lower) and then Thanksgiving and then RENFAIRE. CHEESECAKE ON A STICK AND RASPBERRY MEAD HERE I COME.

Trying not to think about Gatlinburg but it's starting to hurt again.

-Rae