9/11 and spackle juices

Nothing in our local paper today about this remarkable date in our history.
That surprised me.

Just like when JFK was killed....I'll always remember it.

Peace out dudes and dudettes.

Oh, and lets all get together...put our minds in gear and try and 'will' Ike into oblivion. He's heading towards my urchins and Farmer*s wife.
That's a big ol bowl of Chicken Biskets there!

Shoooooo...go away!!!!

squishin' the grape

Thank all ya'll for your very kind words about my new blog name.....AND for the really kind words about the picture of me that I put up. I was a wee bit hesitant for a while but I thought well heck...why not...I put other pics of me on this here blog...so...I picked one that I liked of course...w/o my glasses....cuz I hate wearing glasses....but that's another story. lol-ha-ha

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My weekend was completely wacky. I got to read a couple blogs...early Saturday..but after I finished with the parentals I went and picked up one of our grandyoungins. It's been a while since we'd had one of them stay over night...but Lil Miss Savanna said she'd be up to going with me to take the parentals to church and she really wanted to do a sleepover, so we said yes! She didn't bring anything to wear so of course our shopping gene kicked in and off we went....for the next 4 hours! Ugh!!! During that trip we found a craft project to do which took the rest of our day. Lemme tell ya...I'm totally out of practice in dealing with an 8 year old. It's better than when she was younger, but still.......so much energy and so much talking. She wasn't too happy about sleeping by herself...and because of a storm that hit during the night, she didn't have to. Although next time....she can go in the middle of Lovee and I. I just scooted over and she crawled in next to me. And in case you didn't know...it's not good to be in the middle. lol

Anywho, I took her home after church; visited with the X DIL and her new family and got home in time to head back to Tulsa to take the parentals to dinner. Phew....by Monday morning I was a mess.



I had scheduled a Dr. appt. on Friday b/c I haven't been feeling well for quite a while. he didn't tell me anything I wanted to hear...or expected to hear for that matter. I didn't eat or drink anything in case he needed to do a blood test. That gave me a headache...and he didn't do the damn test!**chicken biscuits**
anywhoodle...seems as though my leg pain is actually from my back. Now, I've had back pain for..oooooh...25 years or so. I have degenerative disks. I've always known when my back was acting up before. This felt different though. He xrays my hips.....they're fine....I knew that....but he swears it's my back. He's going to schedule an MRI for me. Great. SFD!!! In the mean time I've got some new pain pills for when the Advils don't kick in enough.
Then I talked to him about being so flipping tired all the time. he says i probably have sleep apnea. What??!!! #$^*&^#%$#%$ really? I'm just not buying that one. He said stress can cause allot of physical symptoms.... really? who knew? but that was it. Do I need some sort of drug to help me cope with that maybe?? Evidently not. He'd hate to get me started on a cycle of pills like that? whatthefuck???
Clearly I'm having a few issues with this whole care-giver-call-girl- profession I have going on...but not wanting to me on a cycle of pills to cope??? fucking idiot

So, I spent the rest of the day, Monday, in bed. Headache from hell struck. Food wouldn't get it to go away. Nothing helped. Not even those little new pain pills. Hummmm.....Clearly I'm about to die I thought. I was naucous...dizzy...light hurt....fitfull sleep. But I woke up Tuesday feeling human. And amazed that I was still alive. Seriously.
Later on after the fog lifted, I figured it all out. I had a Migraine!!! A bleeping migraine!!
Long story short....( you're welcome).....I told the parentals I need to take better care of myself and that each day I was going out walking for a while...I'd be back when I was finished...there would be some days where I couldn't scrub the floors and tubs.....and in general that if I didn't take better care of myself then I couldn't take care of them either. They were completely understanding and agreed with everything.
Hummm....for some reason that surprised me.
I have a fear of disappointing people. ( who guessed that?)
They're not disappointed.
me either.

That's it for now.
Gotta get to work.

Ike will be here this weekend. shitfuckdamn..... just saying....