Exactly! Like I hug Kat when I see her every year, and I don't think either of us are huggers.
So I do have a bit of a shiner. Just would be nice if it doesn't sink below my eye for xmas. It's gone from purple this morning to green during the day to brownish now, so I am hopeful.
omg Marley cat, I wanted to go upstairs after watching the L&O that was on! Your cuteness has trapped me on the couch!
It is snowing like a banshee here. I hope the buses run OK tomorrow.
We don't have anything here yet. Today, that is. Fingers crossed for bus service.
So I do have a bit of a shiner.
Ouch.
Kat's not a hugger. I try and hug her anyway. We barely see each other--I figure it's not that bad.
I'm a hugger. But I try to warn people.
I was a hugger. A big old clutchy grabby huggy ho. I'm working out what I am now.
I'm a snuggler, too. It's a whole thing.
I'm not a hugger. Shocking, I know. I only get physically demonstrative to random people if I have alcohol on board. Or, you know.
And yet, I'm really a tactile person. It's conundrum.
Far from the subject of Amy snuggling, I was reading the new book
Badass
recently. It's about historical badasses.
It includes a piece on legendary Marine sniper Carlos Hathcock.
His most badass feat (well, there are many, but this is a bit jaw dropping) was to shoot an opposing sniper through the scope. Which means the other sniper had a bead on him and was just about to shoot. But also...helluva killshot.
He also spent three days crawling on his belly, wearing grassy camoflouge across an open field to take out an NVA general.
He also dropped somebody from 2,500 yards with an 8X scope.
There was also an Irish warrior named Wolf the Contentious who did awful things to Vikings.
I love that name.
It's conundrum.
Have you ever watched The Venture Brothers?