Taz

I received the blood work results from the vet.

It is very grim.

My little man has both Cushing's and Diabete's.

His time here on Earth is very limited.

Please do not come by my house without notice.

It is a hard time for me.

I may or may not blog for a while.

Thank you all for your constant support and prayers!

Taz and I love you!

You MIGHT not want to touch me.....

I had planned to blog on Wednesday about an experience I had at a local fast food place but as my week was continuing to plummet, I was forced to look back at the chicken stuffed case- of -burrillo incident with a grin.

When life hands me sour grapes, I stomp the hell out of them, and hope for wine.

So I got a haircut Tuesday evening. You can call me Molly, or Ms. Ringwald if you’re nasty.

I was leaving for work this morning and MY (I did say MY) stainless steel, side/side, refrigerator, FULL, in the garage, DIED. Um, ya.

My dog may or may not be on his last leg, and I may or may not go to the looney bin over it. At any rate, I take him for his first round of blood work today. Bill starting at $165.00 + TT&L. This not including ANYTHING ELSE.

Most of you know we are running an ‘Aquatic Genocide’ (totally stolen from TB, thanks, love it!) at my house. Indeed we lost another one this week. She was nice. Lived a good life. Amen, may she rest in peace.

The toilet bobber flipper dilly in the tank is broken. For 3 weeks now. So if’n you are at my casa and use my potty, please be a sweetie and lift the handle.

I think that may be it for now…..

TBC…..

Ex Reunion interferring with a birthday :)

I went into Saturday with a boat load of apprehension already. Not only was I going to see the one jerk that I blame for jading me in so many ways but I had a new haircut that was not topping the charts either.

Turns out I was right on both counts.

For some ungodly reason, my sister’s house is 40% more humid than the rest of Texas. Could be the horse poopies but no one is saying. So by the time we arrived, having gotten out at 2 gates to manually open them, unload from the truck, grab presents, and make our trek through the mud, you could say we were a bit sticky and frizzy. Nevertheless, we were excited to see the 30+ folks who attended and starving for some delicious BBQ.

I said "hi" to my sister and noticed Jed out of the corner of my eye, ya, I almost fainted. I knew he would be there, but seeing him was different visually. I went on my way inside and settled in, kissing my niece a big Happy 17th. Amy, Drew, HIM, mom and I gathered on the porch and huddled. Fellow family went by visiting, all was well and the tension was at a minimum. THENN, Jed walked by. I must have appeared to be invisible. What a relief. Thank Gawd for super powers.

The party was coming to an end and we are getting ready to say adios when we ended up eye to eye. Jed still didn’t bother to speak, so being the better person, I offered a half assed wave and he returned the same. No words exchanged. He grinned and starred. The end. Still not sure if that meant, damn I’m glad she left when she did or what.

We headed off to the truck and left with our dignity. Amazingly, I didn’t go up to him and say anything I had wanted to get off my chest for the past 13 years or jump at the urge to close any doors. Clearly, my unresolved issues were just that, mine. A very hard admission to swallow.

Sunday I woke up feeling 100% better. Strange, but better. Having dreamt about him every night for 13 years, and for the first time, not to…. I felt refreshed and emotionally cleansed. Amen to moving forward!!!

And to top it off, I gave a pretty kick ass gift and the coolest card!

Happy Birthday Niecie!!!!! I love you!!!!!!

Danger Zone has been lifted

Day 8 back on my meds. There is a GOD!

Even though the sky is falling and gas is rising, I’m happy!

Amen, Hallelujah, Shizam!