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I've had a rich past, yet am making a new one with plenty of life's experiences to draw from! I invite you to come along and see what trouble I get into. I'll blog about my life, present, past... whatever comes to mind at the time. I'll try not to be too serious most of the time, heck we get enough of that just living. ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** Happy New Year! For the mirroring blog series we do on Saturdays:
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| Is there a lovelier sound than what you get when you flush a toilet? Okay, so maybe there is, but after four days it certainly ranks right up there with some of the all time great sounds. Now don’t ask me if I still love it come...oh say tomorrow, because by then I’ll have gotten used to it all over again. Okay, Hubby has just decided to interrupt the posting process with some inane babbling...perhaps he should go flip the handle on the toilet to make up for this. WHOOOOOOSH! Oh yeah baby. Yes, we have running water now. Could I go into a long story about how it came to be that we were without since Wed.? Yes, of course. Suffice it to say Hubby who, in his infinite wisdom and knowledge of all things plumbing, told the goofball son and chef to just cap off the pipe. Yes, after several days Hubby implements the California drive-by plumbing solution as he drives past great abyss in the driveway and yells out his solution. Far be it from me, who had been in charge because I’ve had to deal with this whacko pipe system for 19 years, to be trusted to complete the job. I was so close folks. So out in the 40º, windy and rainy weather the goofball duo pull out a saw and remove the 10 ft. of pipe they’d spent days installing, cap the T-joint, wait for the glue to dry and go down and turn on the water. Not a drop was to be found anywhere, even though the meter was spinning like a ballerina on steroids. So I wonder where all of that water was going, if not to our house or our pool? The normally calm, cool, and collected Nada did not take this news sitting down. Nope, she did what any self-respecting woman would do, she screamed obscenities and opened the phone book to find the plumbers phone number. Have I just shifted into third person? Is that allowed? Gawd. Two hours later Qwick Plumbing semi-lived up to it’s name. About now I am thinking that almost my entire marriage to a Cancer could be the cause of all of these water problems that seem to haunt me. It could happen being married to a water sign. I nearly kissed Ron the plumber, but in the nick of time I remembered I would like him to respond next time I call, so I just greeted him enthusiastically. I had sent Cesar home earlier when I noticed he was bundled up like an Eskimo and coughing and hacking up God-knows-what. That guy has no common sense, coming to spread his germs far and wide...that’s all I’d need for Hubby to get just when his surgery is scheduled and we find out he’ll also need another procedure done the day before. Mike and Ron did all the new work, putting things back to the way they were before Hubby’s drive-by, and leaving the glued pipes to dry until this morning. Would this be a good time to say to Hubby, “I told you so?” Me thinks not, but how I’d love to. Meanwhile, I’ve checked with the court, and my group number hasn’t been called for Monday...you see I am on call for jury duty next week. Honestly, who would want me on their jury anyway? Now I just have to hope my group number is not called for Tuesday, as I have a hair appointment. We're expecting some high wind and heavy rain starting this afternoon, so I may just hunker down, after I make a run to get groceries. Have a nice weekend! |
| For those of you who don’t live in the area, the buildup to the Academy Awards is just amazing. And stupid. There I said it. Look, I have been to the academy awards, and as I probably recounted in a past blog it was...well, weird. Yes, walking down that Red Carpet was a dream come true, sure...but not when the fans are yelling out, “Who are you?” At least I got to do it in the days before it got so, well, stupid. It is freaking insane there now. I know there probably aren’t many of you who even watch it, but out here, near Hollyweird we are inundated by all things Oscar...for weeks before the actual show. This time it was all “iffy” due to the writers strike, but I never once doubted it would happen. Right on cue the writers strike was over, and it was the countdown to the awards. Apparently it happened so close to the actual event that Vanity Fair decided to cancel their annual Awards bash. I would have thought they would have the party anyway, since that is where the stars go, but hey, what do I know? Oh yes, and then there is the speculation and then confirmation of what they will be eating at the Governor's Ball. This morning I heard, "...probably some smoked salmon and chocolate mousse, since that seems to be a favorite." A favorite? Who the heck did this reporter ask? Look Wolfgang Puck designs the menu, has for years now, since he became the Chef to the Stars. Every year some reporters get invited to Spago, his original restaurant, where he trots out samples of what the party goers gets to eat. The reporters "ooh and ahhh" over some version of his pizza, some steak or chicken or fish dish, and then......the chocolate Oscar that's been gold leafed and stuck in or on some dessert. Yes, the gold is edible...I don't know why we need real gold poo the day after, but hey, it is Hollyweird. Take the past week. It’s been raining off and on. They started first with eight day extended weather forecasts...”It might rain...” flip channel, “It probably won’t rain...” flip, “Right now it’s looking like it will end before the Red Carpet” and....well, you get the idea. Well guess what...it is going to rain, and now they have constructed the clear tenting (for those birds eye views...groan) to protect the stars AND, the Red Carpet from the rain. I had to roll my eyes when yesterday morning they had reporter after reporter standing on the plastic covering the Red Carpet, shielded from the rain, explaining how they would be leaving the plastic on to keep the carpet in pristine condition. Give me a break. This year we even had a reporter on the street as the truck pulled up, carrying the plastic covered rolls of....yep, the Red Carpet! Be still my heart! Bottom line....IT’S GOING TO RAIN, so get over it. So what? We need the rain, or the people going to the awards next year aren’t going to be able to soak in their hot tubs, get their hair washed or....well, you see where I am going here. There are bigger problems in the world than whether or not a few raindrops fall on Sunday. Sheesh. To all of you who managed to find some humor to share with us....BRAVO and thank you! I know it was tough for many of you. I have had a bunch of crappola dumped in my lap this week, but heck, I don’t want to be in a bad mood, there’s plenty of that coming I’m sure.  Besides, I need those good endorphins to keep the flu at bay!Have a nice weekend, whatever you do! |
| What’s that smell? Oooooh, it’s Nada. Nada smells like coffee? Yes, it’s true. We are on day two of “water-water everywhere BUT IN MY FAUCET!” So, you know what it means? I do “improv”. Today’s blog gets photos. Calm down, contrary to what David McClain   says, this is not a nekkid picture reveal to up my stats...well not this time. I thought I’d show you why I don’t have water.** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** Real nice, huh! So this is the, now missing, link showing exactly why I have had no water for two days now. The one good thing about it is this is the first time in 19 years on the ranch I didn’t have to did it up myself...nope, got me a hunky son and a brain dead chef to do my dirty work this time. Okay, so now you have seen the culprit...wanna see the cool device I use to shower? Well, let me explain, it is the battery operated pump...very similar to a tabletop fountain’s pump, or one used in an aquarium. You put the sucker part in the water, the batterypack with the on button on the side somewhere and then use the suction cup (provided) to hang the showerhead on the shower wall. Now for the life of me, I don’t know where in nature you would find a marble-tiled shower, but then, I’m using it in my house. Here is what the device looks like when I’ve put all parts close together so you can see them: ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** And, here is a shot of my shower just prior to me getting nekkid and using it! ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** Totally awesome isn’t it! Hey, I have no idea why Hubby didn’t want to use it...in fact if you’re smelling something it could be HIM. Hmmmm....I’ve just come home after running my errands, and you know what? When I left the boys had the new pipe all ready to glue in, so it would only be a bit longer without water. So I drive in and who is there to greet me? HELLO MURPHY! Yep, it seems the guys got everything done and let it dry, then drove down to the street to turn the water back on...and it held...so they began to party and dance about. Now I do not know for sure, but all of that jumping around must have shaken up the pipes and dang if another TWO water leaks didn’t sprout from somewhere else. Yeah, it looked like bubbling springs in two places on my driveway. It seems there was a T-connection and pipes headed out in two different directions, and we’re not talking measly one or two inch pipes...but a 6” pipe, which means these leaks are from the main lines. I swear, I’ve not seen two such hang-dawg faces before...from ecstasy one brief moment then plummeting to the realization they have another bunch of hours with the pick axe and shovels....I wish I’d had my camera with me...and what did mom/bosslady say? “You boys know it’s starting to rain don’t you? You guys sure that wasn’t some kind of water-dance you did?” Of course then I gunned my car and stuck my head out of the window and yelled back to them as I drove off to the garage, “YA’LL BE NICE TO MURPHY...YA HEAR?”Oh it’s good to be Nada.  |
| It’s Wednesday, another one of those weirdly spelled words that took me forever to learn. Since I woke up to rain, along with no running water, I’m in serious need of an attitude adjustment. Ahem...takes a deep breath, exhales slowly and inhales again. Sits cross legged, fingers touching Begins her new mantra, “Murphy is my friend. Murphy is my friend...Ommmmmmmmmm.” I quickly realize that in order to make Murphy my friend I’m going to have to change some things about him. “UMMMMMMMMM.” My eyes are closed as I try to picture Murphy, someone I have yet to see, but merely felt his presence, on numerous occassions. His presence is very noticeable, so I had best get a good picture of him in my mind’s eye. Suddenly I see a pair of brilliant, piercing blue eyes. Oh yes. Then .....wait just a dang minute, if he appears as some “hunky” guy how am I going to change him to make him more user friendly? I mean, he is not yet the Mac to the PC version. I want an ugly Murphy. Yes, that’s the only way I’ll be able to make a friend out of him. I mean isn’t it very difficult to imagine being a friend to a guy you may want to boink in your dreams? Of course it is. Okay, clear my mind of any hunks. Dang, thoughts of all those guys hanging around Scarlett  ‘ s blog yesterday are creeping in. “NO WAY....GET OUT NOW!” Drat, I’m back to square one now. Did I mention Hubby is playing hooky from work today? He figures no shower = no work. Yes, I did offer to heat some water for the battery operated shower, but despite me having gotten a new coffeemaker with a filter he’s just not jumping at the opportunity.  He happens to be sitting next to me, thank goodness he didn’t know about my efforts to channel Murphy!Oh gawd....the rain has ended and now the gardeners are here cutting the wet grass and blow drying my plants. I merely mention this because the noise is obnoxious, and worse I need to close the curtains as we are ...gulp....still in bed and it’s eleven in the morning! How do you spell L-A-Z-Y unwashed slobs? (I dunno either.) Did I tell you he has the tv on, background noise he says, and the show is something which is promoting married couples having sex every day for thirty days in order to make your marriage better.  Both of us are trying to ignore it, but hey...the minister who has called for this is...well, in a word YOUNG! Need I say more? Sheesh. Hmmmm...”Oh Honey.....do ya think I’m sexy...” “Oh right Nada dear, you have never looked sexier than you do right now...in your sweats, those mismatched Pipi Longstocking striped socks, your oldest, funkiest cardigan and you haven’t brushed your hair or teeth yet, not to mention you forgot to remove your mascara...kind of sexy. Pant. Pant.” Gawd...so much for "hump day". Okay, so where was I? Oh yeah, making friends with Murphy. Heck, why did I want to do that anyway? Just not going to happen, no way, no how. Is it time for lunch yet? |
| What if.... There was no bad news on the tv or radio today? Suppose we turned on the morning news and were greeted with our favorite morning anchor saying, “Good morning, the entire city was at peace last night. Not one car accident happened. There were no shots fired. There were no abandoned or kidnapped children. There were no deaths to report. The fire department says they all got a good nights sleep, completely void of any fire alarms. The police departments report that nobody drove past the speed limit, nobody drove drunk or high on drugs. Now here is the weather report from our very own Mary Sunshine.” “Thank you.  There are no tornadoes, hurricanes, snowstorms, droughts, or torrential floods anywhere on earth this morning. As you can see the sun is out! The lows are in a bearable range, with the highs being in a very comfortable zone. Any clouds you see are of the large fluffy variety, and there is no change in the immediate, foreseeable future. Now let’s throw it over to CHP Officer Clara Belle for a traffic report.”“Thank you very much for that great forecast Mary. The freeways are all running smoothly. Incredibly everyone is doing the speed limit and there are absolutely no tires, couches, mattresses, refrigerators, dogs, chickens, people, or stalled vehicles impeding traffic. Looking at the shot from our Sky Hawk traffic watcher, you can even see that drivers are smiling and waving to each other. No roadwork is being done during this peak times, and all potholes seem to have been filled. Oh wait...let’s zoom in on this slow down.....Ohhh, it seems seven cars have pulled over to the right shoulder....is there a problem? No, it seems they are all just getting out to dance. Yes, I hear the music...isn’t this the darndest thing you’ve ever seen! Now back to the anchor desk...” “Thank you so much Clara. We do have some breaking news down at the beach though...our reporter is now there...what do you have for us Chuck?” “Thanks Dave, it seems we have an entire flotilla of yellow rubber ducks making their way to shore. I have no idea where they are coming from, but as you can see, the ocean is yellow with them. When one gets to shore and I can interview it I’ll break back in.” “Thanks. I don’t know about you, but I can’t wait. Now, for our political commentary lets go to our field reporter Nada...what do you have for us today?” “Thanks Dave. Today I’ve been following Mrs. Clinton...errrr Senator Clinton in her fundraising attempts. This first one was from last night, when she appeared at a fundraiser photo op...” ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** “Shortly thereafter she was out trying to promote her program for universal healthcare.....” ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** “Tonight we should know how the Hawaii and Wisconsin primaries are going. More at 11:00 Dave.” “Okay Nada, we’ll look forward to tuning in then. This is Dave here at channel 22 signing off on another wonderful day. Wishing you and yours another spectacular day and a bad news free day!” ****Thank you to everyone who showed an interest in trying to find something light to blog about. I say just pick a day and do it...Wednesdays are middle of the week and probably a good time. Our friend Scarlett had a very funny blog today...and she's down sick, so it can be done! Have fun...MB's for the best! |
| Where has it gone? I don't hear much laughter these days. I remember not that long ago when right here in WDC there was lots of fun. Look, it was silly stuff, but it was the child inside of us who wanted to come out and play for awhile. We did interactive stories, we wrote about fictional characters, heck, we even wrote about ducks and frogs. Didn't it feel good to have some laughs? Heck yes it did and you all know it. Life is pretty damn serious, and if there was one thing I knew I could depend on it was that somewhere in these blogs somebody was going to have some fun, and more than that...encourage the rest of us to also. I know, as well as you all do, that life interrupts and brings all of its nasty problems to us to work out. It happens to us all. I’m sure that all of us could use a break now and then from all the horrible news we are confronted with...heck, make it assaulted by on a daily basis. I know I sure can. Well, we have to get some of the fun back into our lives, even if it is just for a few minutes a day. For this reason, I’ve come up with an idea whose time has come....it’s The Rotating Good Time Blog. Beginning tomorrow couldn’t we all try to make an effort to write one blog a week that is light hearted? How about it? I’d be happy to choose the day, but wouldn’t it be nice if...oh say every Wednesday we know we could come to WDC and find that people are just a tad lighter? Wouldn’t our little world be a better place if we thought we could inspire some laughter, even for a few minutes in this too heavy, bad news loving, people ridiculing, handgun armed, crazy politics, death and maiming filled world we inhabit? A recent study showed that pre-school-aged children laugh up to 400 times a day, but by the time we reach adulthood, we laugh a mere 17 times per day on average! How many of us could even meet that number these days? Here are some facts about laughter we all should know:  Laughter reduces the level of stress hormones like adrenaline, dopamine and growth hormone. It also increases the level of health-enhancing hormones like endorphins, and neurotransmitters. Laughter increases the number of antibody-producing cells and enhances the effectiveness of T cells. All this means a stronger immune system, as well as fewer physical effects of stress. Physical Release: Have you ever felt like you "have to laugh or I'll cry"? Have you experienced the cleansed feeling after a good laugh? Laughter provides a physical and emotional release. Internal Workout: A good belly laugh exercises the diaphragm, contracts the abs and even works out the shoulders, leaving muscles more relaxed afterward. It even provides a good workout for the heart.Distraction: Laughter brings the focus away from anger, guilt, stress and negative emotions. Perspective-Studies show that our response to stressful events can be altered by whether we view something as a 'threat' or a 'challenge'. Humor can give us a more lighthearted perspective and help us view events as 'challenges', thereby making them less threatening and more positive. Social Benefits of Laughter: Laughter connects us with others. Also if you bring more laughter into your life, you can most likely help others around you to laugh more, and realize these benefits as well. By elevating the mood of those around you, you can reduce their stress levels, and perhaps improve the quality of social interaction you experience with them, reducing your stress level even more!Now these all sound like good reasons we all should laugh a bit more...so from now on, I’m asking you all to consider contributing...any day of the week, just lighten up...if not for yourself, how about us? I’m off to work on my contribution for this week! Just maybe it will be contagious. Heck, I’ll go so far as to say I’ll award a merit badge to the blog that makes me laugh each week! |
Okay, I’m trying an experiment today. I’ve turned on the music channel on my tv to the 60’s, and for the next six songs I’m going to blog whatever pops into my head! On your mark, get ready, get set....GOOOOOO! “Denise”~ Randy and the Rainbows 1963 I was living in Albuquerque, new Mexico. I dodn’t know anyone named Denise, in fact I still don’t. I think of the base, where I lived and how much “trouble I got into. Not real trouble. Short songs in the 60's/ “Good Timin” ~ Jimmy Jones 1960 I was still in Albuquerque. I was 12, and little did I know it but soon I would be raped. It was not particularly “good timin” in my life, not that anything was. But I was in the last year of my virginity. Buzz, Larry...you pieces of scum, I trusted you... “Ruby Tuesday”~ The Rolling Stones 1967 Hawaii. I was about to give birth to my son. It was more like Goodbye to my Youth. I had to grow up quickly, too quickly for a child like me. I wish I had realized it then. There is no time to lose...catch your dreams before they slip away...dying all the time, lose you dreams and you will lose your mind...and life unkind...I can easily say “still I’m going to miss you.” Who knew? Not me. “Romeo and Juliet”~ The Reflections 1964 I was in Hawaii, just beginning my junior year in a new high school. It was to be yet another new beginning, but sadly those new beginnings ended up about like Romeo and Juliet, dying like the dreams I had when I arrived. Ughhhh. “Can’t Get Used to Losing You” ~ Andy Williams 1963 I was in Albuquerque still...just discovering Andy Williams, and I loved his voice, I could always forget what was happening to me, boys thinking I was an easy mark. I was. I sat in the tub writing in my diary, contemplating drowning. “Pipeline”~ The Chantays 1963 Albuquerque. I remember listening to my transistor radio at night, earphones in, and these were the nights I wasn’t sneaking out of my bedroom window. I was on restriction a lot during this time. My mother thought it was how she could control me. I wonder how I would have been with kindness instead. Now I’ll try six songs on the 70’s channel. “Ooh Child” ~ The Five Stairsteps 1970 Oakland, CA. I was wondering how I was going to survive. The turbulence of the times seemed to wrap up in this song, both personally and in the country. I would sing parts of this song to my small son. Hopeful, “Oooh child things will get easier...things will get brighter...” Maybe, but not for a long time for us. “Dancing Queen” ~ ABBA 1977 See that girl...it was me, the dancing queen. Living in Los Angeles, working to get my personal life in some kind of order. The ravages of Hollywood...a man named Carl...my book was kaput, I was seeking something more substantial from life. Not quite 30 I danced my way across disco’s, Pip’s nightclub, home to so many celebrities...now all of them are dead, or nearly. Was doing Public Relations for our non-profit group. I went by the name Buffy...Sheila had not completely emerged from Buffy’s shadow. “Sultans of Swing” ~ Dire Strauts 1979 Now having moved in with Lance, I was running with his “people”, the Beverly Hills High School Grads...all or most of them successful. I was working as the senior secretary to a mortgage banker. I was painting, and partying on the weekends...I was in love. It was a pretty good time, though I remained insecure among that crowd. I was Sheila. Buffy was dying, it was happy times yet what was my purpose? “I’m Gonna Love You Just A Little More Baby” ~ Barry White 1973 Oh, I was in the throes of confusion. I had gotten rid of my pimp...I still worked at the ranch, but I knew my days were numbered. I had a life now, one that I anticipated living without Nevada and all it implied. I hated the ranch, I hated Candy, I hated Serge..and everything I was doing...just needed time. “Low Rider” ~ War 1975 I moved to LA from Denver Colorado. Drove from Denver to LA in a red VW with just what belongings would fit in cardboard boxes in the back seat. The last of my “Bob” boyfriends was helping me to move. He was successful but very controlling. I fled as soon as I could. I gave up my life in Colorado. Later I would meet the drummer from WAR at the airport...on my way to Australia. “My Baby Loves Lovin” ~ White Plains 1970 This was my mantra. Yeah, I loved love, but didn’t have it and I wouldn’t get it for a very long time. “No more lonely nights just waiting for the phone to ring.....she’s got what it takes and she knows how to use it...” For the good, the bad or the ugly it just was the precursor of times to come. Tears flow.... That concludes this musical blog. |
| I'm sure all of us have uttered those words one time or another. I know I have and probably always will when I open a fortune cookie. In fact, lately I've been thinking alot about wise sayings...as well as very un-Confucius sayings. I know how about some examples Nada. Okay. Confucius say: "Better a diamond with a flaw than a pebble without." Nada says: "Yeah, I'll go with that." Confucius says: "By three methods we may learn wisdom: First, by reflection, which is noblest; Second, by imitation, which is easiest; and third by experience, which is the bitterest." Nada says: "Ain't that the truth!" Confucius says: Go before the people with your example, and be laborious in their affairs." "If I am walking with two other men, each of them will serve as my teacher. I will pick out the good points of the one and imitate them, and the bad points of the other and correct them in myself." Nada says: "If I am walking with two other women, wear earplugs." Confucius says: "Learning without thought is labor lost; thought without learning is perilous." Nada says: "Open mouth, insert foot...or food for thought. Your choice." Confucius says: "Old age, believe me, is a good and pleasant thing. It is true you are gently shouldered off the stage, but then you are given such a comfortable front stall as spectator." Nada says: "What is he taliking about? A horse? Sheesh." And lastly..... Confucius says: "To practice five things under all circumstances constitutes perfect virtue; these five are gravity, generosity of soul, sincerity, earnestness, and kindness." Nada says: "OOPS! I did it again...or was that Brittany? I'm so confused." |
| Oh don't get me wrong, I could wax on and on about my beloved, but I do that all the time, and I will be doing it again. So, today I won't. I would like to speak on love though. There are many kinds of love, and I believe many people overuse the word, without knowing what it is. I have a rule: If you have to ask if it's love, it is not. If you have to hear the word, it is not. If you need a token or "proof" of love, it isn't. People think they are loved because they are the flavor of the month. In other words, the people who proclaim how many people love them, how many people care are often mistaking popularity for love. Don't be mislead. There are tons of reasons you can be popular, from jealousy to envy to admiration, but these reasons don't make you loved. Genuine love is elusive for many. Often people who don't love themselves first are unable to attract real love into their lives. Look, we all know people who are capable of fooling some of the people all of the time, but in the end, they end up alone...striking out in their unhappiness wanting to spoil and taint anyone who is happy. You have to look inside yourself first, before you can dare to accuse another of not loving you. If you don't have love in your life there are steps to get love in your life, but you aren't going to like what you have to do. We all have fallen in lust, and some of us have taken advantage of that...heck it is easy. What isn't easy is to not take advantage of people who have a misguided sense of love. To be honest enough to say to them, you don't deserve real love yet. You have yet to accept yourself in all of its imperfections and be willing to see the areas of improvement. How many of us step away from our public self long enough to see how others see us? Trust me, it doesn't happen overnight. It is a measured process to make yourself worthy of love, even your own. Be happy, be respectful, be in wonderment, be open, be sincere, and be yourself, the self that is the best you can be. It's a long journey to find love and self respect, and I don't think any of us should languish in our contentment, but constantly push ahead to be a better person each and every day. It doesn't matter what age you are, what stage of life you are in, there is always room for improvement on the road to real love. Tread lightly over the others in your path, they want the same thing you do. Encourage, don't tear down. Love is attainable. |
| Whew! Wading through the healthcare world is quite the adventure. We now know Hubby's surgery is going to be on March 11th. Yeah, almost a month to wait, guess that surgeon is pretty booked up. (To be fair, he is going to be on vacation from the 20th until the 5th of March.) So, we will have time to get everything readied for his recuperation once he's out of the hospital. We are figuring he'll be in the hospital for 5-7 days. I guess I'll be staying in LA most of that time. He wants me to sleep on a cot in the room with him, but outside of the first night, I'm not inclined to want to. It's one thing to stay in a hospital room when you need to, but when you are perfectly healthy, why would I want to try to sleep in a room where the noise level is unbearable all night? He needs to remember I need my rest while I can get it, as I won't be the one on drugs. I expressed this and he said I could stay with his mother. Is he kidding? He doesn't even stay with her when he's in LA (like tonight). She never has any food since she eats out every meal, the extra bed is hard as a rock, and quite frankly, she is of little comfort to me, preferring to ignore when her sons are ill. I understand this in a way, she spent her life taking care of their father and them, and it probably is quite painful for her...but she's never been the nurturer to me, and I don't see it starting with this. She hardly even saw Scott when he was battling cancer. It is me who has been the nurturer in our relationship, so it's of little concern to me to feel like I need to support her during this rough time. Who will take care of me but me?I don't mean to sound selfish, but if I am supposed to give my all to help him through this, I need some space for me to recharge, so I am taking it. Oh yeah, and at his mom's house, NO INTERNET....that is unacceptable, lol. Looks like many of you are experiencing bad weather and colds or the flu. Ugh, sorry to hear it. So far we have escaped both at our house, and I hope it stays that way! Well, not much to say today, so I think I'll go begin my day! |
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