Happy Bastille Day!
It is July 14th, and the citizens of France are rejoicing in their National Celebration which commemorates political unrest and a revolt against the crown! The Tour de France is in full form – and Ryan and Sandra are celebrating their wedding anniversary. I love Bastille Day! Fireworks will be set off from the Eiffel Tower – creating a spectacle of light and color that can be seen across Paris.
Okay – so I may be going a little overboard regarding Bastille Day – but it truly is one of the few holidays that Historians can celebrate which is not completely arbitrary.
I have officially moved into my new place. It still has no kitchen, no cable TV, and no internet – but I'll survive it. I can always watch the one DVD I have at the house or send mass text messages (which by the way, I have not done for several days! I am in a texting recovery program. *slight exaggeration* Thus far I have done very well!)
This morning, Ebie was so excited to go outside into her new backyard. Because there is no fence, I have to stand out there and watch her while she plays for a little while. She wore herself out at 7am by chasing a rabbit around and around and around the unattached garage. She was running so fast I was actually worried about catching her if she bolted out of the yard. Luckily for me – she preferred to just run around in circles. I don't know that she even had a clue that she was never going to catch that rabbit. It was Quick as a Bunny!
Once she had calmed down, Ebie followed me back into the house. She was surprised by the fact that she had to go into her kennel. She has grown used to being free in my parents' yard during the day. Oh well! She can use the discipline of the kennel. Before you start feeling too sorry for Elizabeth, 'Veggie Girl' is going to be at the house today and will let her outside to play for a little while. She is too spoiled as it is.
I am bloody tired today. It was a long weekend. I keep forgetting that I am not in my twenties anymore. Getting home at 5:30am is growing more difficult from which to recover. You'd think someone with insomnia, like me, would be used to functioning on very little sleep. Perhaps it's the vodka mixed with no sleep that knocks me flat. Oh, that is just silly talk!
Vodka is just like water – only flavored!
PERSONAL NOTE: Your little 'mouth' and 'smile' comment – well, it was almost as impressive as your 'slow texting' and 'CP' comment! You should quit your day job and do a comedy tour!