I Sneezed and Broke My Necklace


How ridiculous is that?


Me and my necklace in happier times...and also with a horse.

So I'm in bed the other night, typing away at an email on the laptop....ahhhhCHoooo! My fucking necklace breaks. It's hard to tell in the photo, but there were approximately 418,000 beads on the necklace, each of which fell into my bed. I hope my neck isn't getting thicker. I'm not really sure how to deal with necklace loss. As a survivor, I can only hope that time will mend the wounds. Now, everytime I sneeze, I think of my old necklace.

We've got three dogs at this house, well actually only two now. One of them got hit by a car or kicked by a deer or something last night and crawled back paralyzed from the waist down. (do dogs have waists?) The dog had to be put to sleep this morning. It's been kinda tough around the house, especially with this happening back-to-back with my necklace breaking. Plus the fact that my father-in-law's mother passed away last week. They say tragedies happen in groups of three. I'm glad this trilogy is over.

A group of us were discussing what movies couldn't have sequels. I came up with Schindler's List and Weekend at Bernie's. At least I was half-right.

Posted: Tue - March 1, 2005 at 08:41 PM          

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