Regardless of the situation, no matter how hopeless the outcome may be, I will never quit, and I will never back down. I have become the wolf.

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Another year older, and still no wiser


Had a great birthday yesterday.  Even though Joe was in the hospital and I missed him, Mel stepped up and covered him in the best possible way.

It started with me getting to sleep all day.  The Alitma kicked my ass this time and I was so smoking tired.  The moms let me sleep, in my bed, till two in the afternoon.  While I slept, they took it upon themselves (bless them) to freshen up the place.  So one mom dusted and swept and the other mom did windows and mirrors and when I got downstairs the place shone like a new penny.

Having moms here is a strange and wonderful experience all at once.  It’s like falling down the rabbit hole where you are once again the child, hearing mothers voice.  But you are also the parent, because now it’s on you to schedule appointments, buy the food, make sure meds are taken and on time.  Kind of a convoluted world.  One day at a time, one day at a time.

Mel took me to a really unique taco bar in Ferndale.  The first one I bit into lit me on fire.  My gums are still tingling from the peppers.  The second one was a sweet chicken and it was really good.  Then we went to a painting class.  I have never painted in my life, always wanted to try it, but never did so this was a treat.

It was a cool class.  Everyone created the same painting, but everyone’s was different in the end.  Of course, Mel’s looks amazing.  Mine looks like something a pre schooler would do on a bad day, but it was a blast.  Will definitely go again.  Next time with a bottle of wine though.

On our way to the class C & L and the kids called and serenaded me with the birthday song.  I get a smile in my heart just hearing their happy voices.

It was a great day, but now Joe is home and I’m going to join him in a nap.

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Kids on the bus and other stuff.


Boy am I glad my Mother-in-Law doesn’t pay too much attention when we are driving.  We got mooned yesterday by a bus full of elementary kids.  I’m so glad I was turning right.  Where are kids heads at anymore?  When I was 7 or 8 the very last thing that would cross my mind to do would be to show my naked ass, not only to a passing stranger, but to all the people on the bus whom you go to school with every day.  Wasn’t till I was 15 was I ready for “team mooning”.  They just grow up so fast anymore.
 
Well the ducks and the squirrels are back in the yard.  I can tell spring is here.  My dogs love it too.  All I have to do is whisper “let’s go to work” and they will hear me from anywhere in the house and come running and quivering with excitement.  When I open the side door it’s like they work in tandem.  I don’t know how they figure out who goes where, but they do.  In case anyone thinks I’m cruel, I have to Chi mixes that coldn’t catch their tails on a good day.  I just enjoy watching them during the thrill of the chase.  And the sight of Mo flying acorssed space to dive in after a duck is always good for a laugh.  Especially since he hasn’t figured out yet that 1)Ducks can fly faster than you can swim.  2)Water this time of year is freeking cold.  He’ll figure it out sometime before he dies.
 
I might be getting two more foster dogs for a couple of weeks.  I explained that I could take them in, socalize them, train them and basically get them used to lovin.  But, I am unable to take them to showings and I cannot take them for home visits.  Since my resistance is down,  just being as careful as I can.  They are a brother/sister pair of Teacup Poms so they are no bigger than 5-6 pounds each.  Such adorable little sweeties. 

Teacup Poms

Look at those sweet faces.  Who would not want these beauties?  Keep your fingers crossed for me.  I really want to give them a great second start.
 
I really think I need some to paint my bedroom.  I figure that If I take an hour, I can strip the chair rail off the wall (who the hell puts chair rail in a bedroom anyway?), plaster the holes and get most of the crap outta here.  Now the last time they let me paint, they gave me a brush and asked me to cut in the ceiling and the chair rail.  Yep, give a drunk, stoned monkey a paint brush and tell him to paint a straight line.  I think I lasted all of two minutes before they sent me on a lemonade run and never let me back into the room.
This time will be much easier.  With the chair rail down the bedroom and bathroom can flow together.  I’m Thinking two days max.  Picked a soft grey, almost a silver and I want to mix it with a Pearl glaze.  The room get’s a nice east/west window exposure.  I’d love to accent it with raspberry since out bedroom set is cherry wood.
 
I do tend to ramble.  Gotta love the Fentanyl (sp?)  Makes your brain run on several tracks at once. 
 
I do know that my honey is taking mom and I out to our favorite restraunt tonite.  I can’t wait, cockails with dinner and dessert.  Then get to see my sweeties tomorrow.  Can’t wait!!!

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