a brief brief

busybusybusy

The kids, for the most part, have hogged the computer at home all week, and aside from that, I've just been busy.

The wedding of my oldest niece Saturday was fun. Danced, ate barbeque, sat and drank with Beth. Grace was absolutely lovely, and surprised me by wearing a gorgeous -fake- diamond & citrine ring she got from a sidewalk vendor in New York for $3! Brighid caught the bouquet, and I made a joke of trying to get her to give it to Beth, her older sister. A good time was had by all, and no doubt Allison & Trey are enjoying St. Lucia where they went for their honeymoon.

Stayed busy all week, trying to clean house, get stuff done in anticipation of our trip tomorrow to Cisco for the Sitton Family Reunion.

Took Brighid to see the doctor today to get a referral to the Child Study Center for treatment for Asperger's Syndrome. Dr. Levine put Brighid on Strattera, which we'll try for a month, then reassess, and also got a prescription for an acne medication, which I forget the name of just now.

I'd write more, but it would interfere with my enjoyment of my lunch break and IMing Susan about knitting, so I'll have to catch up later.

I just had to share this

fizziecoffee: www.shirleyqliquor.com
fizziecoffee: check out some new betty butterfield
fizziecoffee: and it's a whole new site.
lymadelina: I'll look at it at lunchtime
fizziecoffee: okay, ms. important person
lymadelina: I've got a two inch stack of invoices to put into the system
lymadelina: some of them are mom & pop type places
lymadelina: and a few will be paid by state checks, which can take up to a month to be cut
fizziecoffee: poor moms and pops
lymadelina: the state holds them to check and see if the business owner owes any state taxes, franchise fees, child support, etc
lymadelina: if they do, they apply the check to the outstanding balance
fizziecoffee: are you shittin me. that's AWESOME
lymadelina: nope
lymadelina: da troof
lymadelina: don't you wish you had that kind of power??
fizziecoffee: I also find it cunningly shitty, but for child support, no doubt
fizziecoffee: No, what I wish, is to be the omnipotent ruler of the universe
lymadelina: let's see... you owe me $25 for your share of the drugs I bought the other night
fizziecoffee: omg
fizziecoffee: lol
lymadelina: and I paid for the snacks and beer
lymadelina: so I'm taking $50 from your next paycheck
lymadelina: LOL
fizziecoffee: uh, yeah, your crack balance is overdue
lymadelina: wah!
lymadelina: then there's the dry cleaning bill for my shirt you wore and puked on
fizziecoffee: what's that? you need money for groceries? Okay, you can keep $1.25 for a can of pork and beans from the 7-11, but you'll have to make that stretch for a few days
fizziecoffee: omg, no, puking on my clothes is life imprisonment
fizziecoffee: or indentured servitude
lymadelina: hee hee
fizziecoffee: how's your gumline today?
lymadelina: slightly less holy
lymadelina: or holey
lymadelina: or wholly
lymadelina: or wooly
fizziecoffee: eeeuuuwww
lymadelina: still a tiny bit tender
lymadelina: still have to clean it with a qtip
fizziecoffee: I think there is a disease by that name
lymadelina: lol
fizziecoffee: wooly gums
fizziecoffee: or is that black hairy tongue? i can't remember
lymadelina: hahaha
lymadelina: slowly healing
fizziecoffee: unpleasantness
lymadelina: well, it was unpleasant having pain in that tooth everytime I ate something sweet, cold, or hot
lymadelina: so I guess it was good to get the tooth out since it couldn't be salvaged
lymadelina: well, it might could have, but would have cost a whole lot more
lymadelina: but looking at the tooth, the decay was pretty invasive
lymadelina: I don't see how it could have been a stable base for a crown
fizziecoffee: nah, better to just get a bridge or dentures
lymadelina: they would have had to have done a root canal and put a pin in to hold the crown
fizziecoffee: the screw-in kind
fizziecoffee: yeah, that's what I mean
lymadelina: well, it's the very back tooth on the right side, so it doesn't need a bridge
lymadelina: just learn to live without it
lymadelina: now if it was between two teeth, yeah
lymadelina: or I'd look like ma kettle
lymadelina: LOL
lymadelina: spit watermelon seeds through it
lymadelina: the gap, I mean
lymadelina: or chew tobacco
lymadelina: and spit through the gap
lymadelina: hahaha
fizziecoffee: hahahaha. hillbilly style
lymadelina: oh, now there's an idea: hillbilly barbie
fizziecoffee: it's been done. lol
fizziecoffee: I think if you google that, you'll find plenty
lymadelina: aw, man!
lymadelina: a day late & a dollar short
fizziecoffee: well okay
lymadelina: can't find a website with a hillbilly barbie
fizziecoffee: not through google?
lymadelina: nope
lymadelina: this is good, though: http://www.anomalies-unlimited.com/Odd%20Pics%202/BikerKen.html
fizziecoffee: okay, well, I'm sure there has at least got to be be a redneck barbie
fizziecoffee: that is SO damned funny...and frightening
lymadelina: http://www.chillibomb.com/barbie/pages/goth-barbie_jpg.htm
lymadelina: http://www.chillibomb.com/barbie/ omg, Gangsta Bitch Barbie
lymadelina: I love it
lymadelina: http://www.chillibomb.com/barbie/pages/trans-barbie_jpg.htm
lymadelina: the best
lymadelina: http://www.compfused.com/directlink/29/
lymadelina: http://funnies.paco.to/barbies.html sadly, no pics
fizziecoffee: those are great. See, i figured there were plenty out there
fizziecoffee: too funny
fizziecoffee: trash talker dolls
fizziecoffee: lol
fizziecoffee: go to werewolf barbies' daughter's father's website. Funny geek. Note baby in oven photo. Gotta love it. hahahahaahhah
fizziecoffee: http://www.swcp.com/~mccurley/humor/pictures.html
lymadelina: I'd invite him to a party.
fizziecoffee: uh huh. His pet cow, Blanche
fizziecoffee: lol

$43 and still a hole in my head

It's been a week since I've written. Odd to think about the passing of time, how fluid it seems. When things are hectic, even just busy, time seems to slip away in the blinking of an eye. When relaxed and not pressed to accomplish anything, time seems to stand still. I was reading the newspaper (the "Startle-Gram") Sunday, and found myself surprised that I finished the whole thing, including perusing the advertising flyers, in about twenty minutes. Of course, I didn't read the sports, classifieds, new car or new home sections, only glanced at the Op Ed page, skimmed the political stuff (if you don't have your mind made up by the time you're 40, you're not likely to ever do so, so why bother?), and read only the Obits off the Metro page -- hell, why did I bother opening the damned thing?

In any case, other than having to pick food debris from the hole in my head caused by the tooth extraction, I've had no real excitement this past week. Which is good. Like I just told Eric via IM, it means no fires, floods, hurricanes, tornadoes, riots, insurrections, or ugly clothes in sight.

I took the immediate family to eat last night at Chef Chen's (Logan calls it Uncle Ho's for amusement purposes), which serves what Eric and I call American Chinese food (buffet, but this one is good with sushi, shrimp, and raw oysters). Weyland tried and actually like the sushi. Brighid, who is the big fan of all things Asian, balked, and settled for barbequed chicken on skewers and egg rolls, the two buffet items probably least like real Chinese food. On the drive to the restaurant, we were trying to decide where to eat. Brighid said, "we could eat Chinese", to which Logan replied, "but it's so hard to make them stay in the wok". LOL

I got paid yesterday, and after paying all my bills and setting aside the $120.00 we're going to need for the hotel room in Cisco May 28th & 29th (Sitton Family Reunion), I'm broke again. It's depressing, really. Well, at least all the bills are paid for this month. Eric wanted me to take a trip to Las Vegas with him this month, but even if I wasn't going to Cisco, I couldn't afford it. I doubt I could get a plane ticket and a hotel room for $120.00 in Vegas. Besides, the Vegas trip is supposed to be the gang - me, Herbie, Heather, Shellie, and Susan. It's what we've talked about for a while. Susan has been to Vegas several times, and knows her way around. I have to know well in advance when we're going so I can save up for it. I just can't be more spontaneous than say, $43.00 worth of American Chinese food at a time, at least when it comes to money. Sex, on the other hand, is altogether another issue.

I've been enjoying reading Susan's friend Deawn's blog. Make your way there: http://www.deawn.blogspot.com

Another Hole in My Head

Today, I had a tooth pulled. It was a second molar, so I guess I'll be chewing on the left side of my mouth for the most part. I could have gone back to work, but instead, I opted to come home, eat some broth, and take the Vicodin prescribed in case of pain. I'd rather head it off at the pass. When I had my wisdom teeth pulled, my face swelled up like a chipmunk, so I'd rather be safe than sorry. Besides, a nap sounds good about now. The kids will be home in about an hour and 15 minutes, so I need my rest now if I'm going to crack the whip and make them pick up their rooms before they're allowed to watch cartoons, play on the computer, & other fun things. Mean Mommy Mode!!

Beth graduated on Saturday, and we made the almost three hour drive to Abilene. From there, we drove to Stamford so the kids could see where Logan was born. He told them, "when I tell you it's a thorny burned-out patch of nothin', now you'll know exactly what I'm talking about. If it doesn't have thorns, it bites, if it doesn't bite, it blisters in the summer sun and freezes in the winter wind, since there ain't nothin' between Stamford and the North Pole but a barbed wire (say bob wahr) fence."

Our journey continued from Stamford on up to Olney, where we roused an ailing Judy (Logan's 1st cousin) from bed, visted about two hours, then drove back to Fort Worth. Our perigrination took, oh, EIGHT DAMNED HOURS, or thereabouts. When we got home, my ankles were swollen from the blood being unable to go back up my legs from my feet. I spent the few remaining hours of the day in bed with my feet propped up on pillows.

For mother's day, Logan and the kids took me to eat at Golden Corral. It was decent, if somewhat bland foot. The fried fish (possibly cod, but probably white fish) was actually good. Afterwards, they took me to see Kingdom of Heaven which was very good. Especially nice was the detail given to the armor. Orlando Bloom isn't bad to look at, either.

Since Brighid had her final three cavities filled last week, and I had my tooth pulled today, the Payflex account is practically drained. I'm not sure if I'll have the money for contacts next week. But I've already paid for my new bifocals, so at least I'll still be able to see, even if I don't do away with the glasses just yet.

Not much else to report other than I've been feeling unusually chipper lately. My worrisome nature tells me the gods will anger soon, and something will come crashing down, just leave it to Hera. Yet I can still hope the good mood continues.

That's all for now.

Coochie Coo

I saw the crotch doctor yesterday. I'm gonna have to have surgery. First, I have a Urinary Distention Study on May 31st (the soonest I could get it scheduled), then when Dr. Jeffrey Hantes, D.O., decides how much of a problem I have, he'll set up the surgery date, probably in June. The earlier, the better, if you ask me.

He recommended a "sling" operation to fix the Urinary Stress Incontinence, which is where he takes either a synthetic strap or a piece of muscle harvested from my abdomen, and tacks the bladder up to the back wall, either through the abdomen or the vagina (less visible scarring).

The second part of the operation will be to fix what four natural childbirths have done to my body: a cystocele, a rectocele, and a vaginal hernia. Any further discussion on this topic will quickly enter the "icky" realm, so I'll refer you to a website if you care to read more about the subject. http://www.medscape.com/viewarticle/408887?src=search

All I can say is that I will certainly be glad to have my problem fixed, even if it means a 2 - 3 day stay in the hospital.

I Wanna Go Home

In some ways, it's bad knowing that as of May 1st, I can now take vacation, since I'm off probationary status here at work. I's an o-ffishul state employee! So of course, today I want to go home. I took a Flexaril last night when my shoulder pain resurfaced. This time, there was no neck or jaw pain. Logan thinks I may have bursitis. If so, I must have caught it from him, as I haven't done anything strenuous since Weyland was born. Today, I overslept, barely made it to work on time, and feel groggy. Two Cokes and Taco Bell for lunch later, I feel sluggish, apathetic, and still tired. Wah! I want to go home.

Tomorrow, I go to the OB/Gyn who's a specialist in Stress Incontinence. I hope I don't have to do the "Q-Tip" test: http://www.mybladdermd.com/URPS.htm (scroll down 1/3 of the way). This doesn't sound fun. But if I have to in order to get my most annoying problem repaired, so be it. News at 11 tomorrow night.