It FINALLY quit raining and the sun is shining brightly for this first day of April. I could have slept twelve hours again but it was time to hit the sawmill and earn part of a living. The only thing worse than having a pap smear done is one when you've had a bad day at work and don't feel like having that particular experience at that point in time and would rather have a cocktail. Since I had already re-scheduled, I had to show up and spread 'em. HPV is the cause of cervical cancer and my doc always tests for it when a pap turns up ASCUS or low grade. All of that staging changed in the eighties from a scale of 1 to whatever to something to really worry about. Of course they're all being performed by mass manufactured testing labs. Maybe I can get a job with them as a blood bank lady.
Natives are restless everywhere I turn these days. Daddy got over his hissy fit of yesterday and proceeded to endure BG's presence for a couple of hours today. Baby steps, ya'll. When Mama and I got the giggles yesterday I looked over at her eyes and noticed that they are gray, not something I've ever had on my radar. They were dancing with joy and matched her Easter outfit perfectly. She has this spirit that will live on in every daughter niece or cousin who remembers her as the ultimate entertainer and creator of fun.
Coming from the time before Al Gore invented the internet I was about five years behind on technology when my parents bought me a used PC on clearance from the local community college. That was when cell phones were mostly still in bags too. Anywhooo..I've enjoyed Facebook and Spotify and all the apps that I choose which aren't many because really? What's the point. I read the other day that Zuckerburg is paying a billion in taxes, more or less, and then my dear friend's daughter had the audacity today to insult her mother right up there on her page in front of Bill Gates and Steve Jobs and Big Ernie and everybody. I had to take the liberty to msg her that she looked really stupid doing that kind of shit. I don't need your drama bitch....I've got my own.
I'm thinking that I may have found a sugardaddy or at least somebody who's not gonna make me work my ass off and let my brain do the earning. I still have the old phone,battery dying slowly so that whatever contacts I had are lost forever unless they happen to call me. That's okay though. New phone..new chapter of life. I'll keep you posted.
I hope your Pap is negative. I used to screen them, back in the dark ages.
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