D D Two birthdays today. A TWOfer ONE !

My Sonny turned fifty one and my Jill turned FIFTY!

I am getting close to my boiling point ! 

This day would have been a happier occasion for me if Jill didn't begin celebrating at 4 p.m. yesterday. 

Out came the red cups, ice, coke and a new bottle of rum when the W.B. came here after working all day.

Out to the side yard they went. Never a thought to ask me if I wanted to take off awhile. Nooooooooo she was more concerend that she has a sixty some odd dollar car insurance bill to pay by Monday and she has NO CAR sooooooooooo she was questioning herself out loud if she should pay it or cancel the insurance where she has no car YET.  HINT...HINT. 

Stupid me... right away begins thinking of all the extra money it costs to get new plates, etc. if it's cancelled. 

 I do plan on buying a newer car,and giving her mine, but I wasn't in a hurry with everything else going on.

Now I'm thinking........... let her cancel her car insurance. If she wrecks mine, I'll at least get the book value on it.   Then again.........

I will digress here.

Hubby is on his throne with the urge to crap. At 7:50 a.m. he had the urge to pee. DRY RUN ...excuse the PUN. 

Just had to get him up off the throne and back into bed. A False Alarm.  This porta potty is a soft type seat, BUT it isn't that soft when you have a skinny ass with no meat on it and sitting there waiting for the urge to go ...is very painful  on the butt.

My night went something like this; Tracie came sometime around four ( just in time to witness the red cups ) sigh. Michelle came around 6 to stay with her dad a few hours so I could go out. My Larry and Sombay came with the baby squirrel ( so tiny and cute. Grandma, what BIG EYES you have ;0)  )  The W.B. and Jill were still here....drinking. Randy left shortly after Larry and Sombay left. Tracie took off to go to the post office here in town to get her mail.  The W.B. and Jill told me to go, relax, have fun,  don't worry, yadda,yadda,yadda. 

They had had a few hours of drinking in by now. Knew they would be right behind me out the door.

Tracie came back and now there was the WAIT for her to clear her front seat off. Cases and bags of beer bottles  she picks up on the side of the road to cash in....SOME DAY. Leaves ( after asking ) black trash bags with cans in my yard with the promise they will be gone the next day. Never happens. sigh!

Five after seven we drive away from my house.  I did not know if this baby flying squirrel  was weaned yet or not, so we headed to PetCo where I bought a can of dry puppy formula and some newer type puppy feeding bottles. Mine from raising other squirrels are not where I can reach them. sigh!

Long story made short here....the bottles were not on the shelf and it took quite awhile to get HELP and someone to get into the store room to find them. 

Back in the car ...she wanted to go to Good Tymes to eat before we did anything else. There was a wait....we were seated at 8.  My supper was a bowl of clam chowder, hers was sirloin steak, baked potato and iceberg lettuce with thousand island dressing. $4.99 for my dinner, plus my diet soda. $15.99 for hers, plus her pink lemonade.  Tax, Tip. I put up a Ten Spot and the change and she reached for her wallet and put up a $20.  She is already into me for money to eat, etc.  I'm generous, BUT!!!

   Come through my front door at nine....she has to use my bathroom, side door to back yard is wide open ( my mind immediately wondered how many mosquitoes were going to eat me alive :0(  ) , I hear the A/C unit in Jill's room blasting away and look thinking ( who am I fooling here? ) she is in her room. Nope....her back door is wide open too. This one at least does have a screen door, BUT what the F are we cooling off???? The outdoors????  She and the W.B. left by 7:30. 

Michelle was in my room with her dad and had just given him his evening meds.  Gilby was wating tv in the parlor and Logan was at a High School football game on his school grounds. I had given him the price of the ticket before I left and some extra for food. Gave the same to his friend Kenny so he could go too.

Had to listen to Tracie telling me that it was Jill's responsibility . Yeah I know! He did ask her for money and as usual...she's broke.  Sometimes the W.B. reaches in his pocket...this time he didn't.   guess he needs his money to pay for this dinner at The Outback tonight. her birthday GIFT. 

Last year, I was only too glad to pay for him and Kenny to go to the games.  Much healthier than getting in trouble!  They stopped at Wendys where Kenny's sister works after the game and she gave them food...to go!  Gilby took my car and picked them up.

By nine fifteen I  was FUMING!  Michelle had tried to call me to ask about the time for her dad's meds and somehow my phone got turned off.  Hubby is angry and accusatory ( like I'm neglecting him ) and I flashed him THE FINGER!

The boys came home and were being BOYS!  My nerves...........  Gilby went into his mother's room to lie on her bed and watch TV and Michelle and I hugged and kissed and she went home to her quieter house.

She works the wedding that Jill could have today. Jill will work a wedding tomorrow.

Told the boys they were to be in bed by eleven.  Mixed formula and tried to feed the squirrel. It wanted no part of it. sigh!  Drug the big cage inside to see if maybe the bigger space would encourage it to roam. It did, but not for long. Was happiest in the cut off hole that his parents entered to their nest .....curled up in a ball.

Watched the news and eleven o'clock came and went. Boys are still up.  Out of bed and to the kitchen phone I went ( where they could see me 0 and called Jill. of course I only got the recording.

Told her what I came home to and that the boys were still up. Told her I hoped she was having a wonderful evening because I WAS NOT . It was 11:30 and I wanted to SLEEP.

Then I ORDERED Logan and Kenny to bed and they went in his room and closed the door.

Back in bed...hubby is sleeping ( of course ) and Cash comes to my side of the bed wanting to sleep with us. My eyes were closed and I felt a cold nose.  Then he jumps up. OMG!  Next he is scratching on the bedroom doors to her room and Logans.   Then came the HOWLING! I shit you not! Logan finally let him in his bedroom.  Twelve fifteen ( The Lost Return ) with Chinese food that I smelled and I hear the noises from the fridge opening, dishes rattling and all that good shit!

Sometime after this....I dozed off. 

1:45 a.m. hubby is awake and has to pee.  Oh GOODY!!!!!

As I tried to fall back to sleep ....I had EVIL THOUGHTS.  Like ...lighting something and holding it up to the Fire Alarm in the diningroom and waking the entire fucking house up !!!

The W.B. was here. Wonder if either of them would have heard the racket. From the looks of the way they left all that food on their plates on the sink...I doubt it! She if sober..would have cleaned every plate off and washed them.

My best sleep was from the time I fell back to sleep ( whenever that was ) until hubby's next piss call at 5:40 a.m. and it was a False Alarm.

So you ask...who's house is this?  I am asking myself the same thing. I shit you not!

My lips are pursed taught...I am Fit To be Tied.  It's 9;47. Heard someone use the bathroom. Only hubby and myself have BEEN UP.  Gilby used the bathroom earlier and hit the sack again. He had fallen asleep on his mother's bed before eleven p.m.  Of course he was woken when she needed her bed.

More eveil thoughts last night are returning. Getting into my car...and going to a Motel. Getting in my car and using it as a Motel. I have too much of a conscience  to do something like that!  DAMN ME!

Today should be a happy day. Handing her her card and gift should be a  something to look forward to today and all I feel is hurt and dread. 

No....today is not the day to tell her how unhappy I am with her.  That this is MY HOUSE!

That I should not have to watch her kid and his friend and get them to bed. That I should not have doors open and A/C blasting ( it's on her cell phone if she cares to hear it ) that I need quiet at night, her here instead of in a bar and coming in making noise ( whether I am asleep or not ), the drinking here. 

The W.B. is forever buying Lottery Tickets ( yeah he has money for them ) I hope the Fuck he wins BIG so she can go move in with him. Yeah I'm Wishful Thinking again. I shit you not!

She is UP! 10:05 a.m. Must be fucking nice.  I did run the dryer, but with her A/C unit going in her room...she hears nothing ( drunk or sober )

Just noticed my pill box to my left as I reached for my coffee cup. Forgot to take my meds the past two days.  Maybe I forgot to take my meds intentionally without realizing it  Sometimes...death seems the only way out of this quagmire.

That's All Folks!

D D Here's some reading for your "pleasure"

This was in our Thursday newspaper Editorial page.
Page 19 to be exact.  Wayyyyyyyyyyyy in the back of the newspaper.

GE has a better idea: Moving jobs to China

   You don't have to look far to see why job prospects are so dim here in the United States. Jeffrey Immelt, the CEO of General Electric, closed all of GE's U.S.Edison light-bulb plants and opened a plant in China.
Immelt then announced G.E. would move its 115-year old X-ray division from Wisconsin to Beijing, where GE would invest  $2 billion, train 65 engineers and create six research centers.
   GE is now pursuing a joint venture with China to build the hardware for a new commercial plane that will compete with Boeing and Airbus. But here's the irony. Jeff Immelt was appointed by President Obama as this nation's job czar. He's supposed to be advising the president on how to create jobs for Americans. Where's the outrage?  meanwhile, Obama continues to blame Bush, the Republicans, the weather and the tea party for his incompetence.
   Of course, there are other ways in which we lose jobs to China. Construction to repair the SanFransico-Oakland Bay bridge damaged in the 1989 earthquake will soon be completed. The bridge is being rebuilt by a Chinese construction company, using Chinese machinery and 3,000 imported Chinese workers. Meanwhile, california's unemployment rate is stuck at 10 percent.
   The new Martin Luther King Jr. Memorial in Washington, D.C. was made in China by a Chinese sculptor using Chinese granite. It was assembled here in the U.S. by imported Chinese workers. Makes you wonder who's negotiating these deals.
   Honestly, if we don't start cleaning house and start holding our elected leaders accountable, it will be lights out for the America we grew up in. 
Written by Norman Blanchette

Oh ...How sad...and How TRUE!
Make what you have eaten come up into your throat! I shit you not!
Isn't/wasn't Jeff Immelt another tax evader who was given/handed a job by this administration???
Another story in todays paper about the money the Unions have given to this presidency and what the President has done for them. Someone needs to yell FOUL. It stinks even worst!
He isn't responsible for what other leaders did in the past.... BUT THIS IS UNDER HIS PRESIDENCY!
My suggestion ( one of them ) to save our jobs...STOP the Fair Trade Agreement. It isn't FAIR anyway.
Other countires ship tons of products HERE and we ship hardly nothing anywhere. They don't want our products !  Every damn item of clothing in stores is made in a country other than the USA. Does that mean that we can go to China and find their stores only carry USA products? 
Yeah right...I'm out of my efffin TREE.   
WE..The PEOPLE are our own worst enemy.  Me included....I look at every lable of what I purchase hoping to find a Made In The USA lable. I'm a DREAMER! .

   Jill came home right before Logan got home from school. She had been to lunch with??????
Chinese food leftovers from The Royal Pagoda came home with her.  Also...some chicken breasts and stuffing mix, which she promptly made the stuffing and stuffed the chicken breasts for tonights supper.  Whoa!!!! Be still my my heart!!!  She used...her own money.
Wasn't long before she asked Logan if he had a good day and he told her he didn't yesterday because she didn't come home. Indignant... she told him that she did come home. Not when I called you he told her...not for a long time. It was HERE that she got miffed... Don't tell me that Julie doesn't go out, blah, blah...you had nana home with you. Julie leaves Erzi all the time with you and then the neighbors and Gilby for weeks at a time.  It was here that I spoke and said, "I agree, your mother has never left you alone for 24 hours even with me being home here, but I too was unhappy that she didn't come home when you called her yesterday."
Logan was hurt and was being accusatory and I don't blame him. She didn't like hearing the truth....TOUGH TITTY!
Who does!
     She left again without saying where she was off to.   Phone rang..Called ID Jill ) Was at storage getting the top bunk with Gilby and needed to know if the hardware to it was in a drawer in Logan's room.
Tehy cam back together and she proceeded to vacuum and they put the upper bunk up in the parlor for Gilby to sleep on. 
What it looks like to me is: Gilby is staying here days and nights that Julie doesn't need him to watch her son Erzi or take him to his visitation with his dad Victor.  WE get him the rest of the time!
Now we are talking about a 19 year old...soon to be 20 boy/man.
His dad wanted his favorite son to live with him and Jill agreed to it legally through the court when he was 13 or so.   For the past four years....dad has been doing his parenting from MS.  Yeah... you read that right!  He furthers his education to become a trial attorney ( he who has had 2 felonies against him ) and tells his son he is needed to help his step mom watch Erzi and to wuit college this past December.  It was Hurray for me..TO HELL WITH YOU!  I have more college than you do , am closer to my degree...so QUIT COLLEGE.
Well... he did and in between babysitting hours it seems he had no PURPOSE and hung out with the wrong TYPES.
Without being filled in on anything...this is the message I am getting.
EX SIL from Hell pays for his cell phone ( excuse moi...that would be his wife that makes a paycheck ) and he is keeping check on whom Gilby talks to as he continues to get educated in the MS College of Law in Jackson,MS .  Before he went off to college Gilby was just a TROPHY! He had custody of him. My son loves ME BEST!  He promised Gilby they would have many good times together. DAD WAS LONELY..he had NO ONE. Mom had Logan.  yada yada yada.  Then began the round of dad's girlfriends and Gilby was left alone days, nights, weekends and days at a time and told not to tell mom.  A few times there was even cruises ....alone a week. OHHHHHHHHHHHHH yeah, less I forget. Relatives and friends were told to check in on him.  That made it alright! 
Soooooooooo here we are to this day.  To be CONTINUED!

We turned in around ten last night. Hubby woke at  1 a.m. to pee. Get him back in bed and comfortable by 1:15.  Hadn't quite fell into a good sleep and he needs to shit. Up again.  Time 1:30.  It was around 1:45 before he was clean and back in bed and I cleaned up. By now I was WIDE AWAKE. Hubby moaned and groaned until he fell back asleep and I counted sheep ( last look at the clock was 2:30. ) Sigh!  AHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh , but next time he had to pee was 6:30 a.m. :0) FOUR HOURS! 
The it was UP and AT EM......Home Health Care Kathy coming at 8 a.m.
   Today he graduated to using the bathroom sink and next Tuesday he is suppose to get into the shower.
GREAT DAY IN THE MORNING!  How is everyone going to fit in there???
My bathroom is so efffin small ...it's going to be like a 3 RING CIRCUS. I shit you not!
Kathy to bathe him, a nurse supervising and his wheelchair to get him in there....need I say more?

Next thing on hubby's agenda for me to do was to open our Safe in his closet.   After getting down on the floor with a flashlight aimed at the Safe and ten attempts to open it I gave up. It was at this point that I decided to tug the damn Safe out of the closet and Randy finally stepped in and got it up on hub's wheelchair and over to him to open.  He's still at it as I type.
During my Sweat Box time in the closet...Randy needed me to clean and disinfect the toilet area that he was replacing a new toilet seat for me.  back into the Sweat Box and my Cheryl calls. Shayla has a rash on her hip and some pain there as well. Doctor appointment is out my way. Told her to just drop in....
I never call at the right moment she exclaimed. You are always doing something.   That would be a resounding CORRECT!
   As hubby turns that damn Safe dial ( over and over ) I am beginning to think that it has been tampered with.  SURPRISED ??? NOT! Hubby had put the monies son Michael paid him for our land in NH in there.  While I have learned that anything put in there is NOT SAFE and removed any previous monies in there and hid it elsewhere. Knowing that one isn't suppose to put money in a Safe Deposit Box, won't keep me from doing so now that I have one at the bank. Pretty damn fucking good when you have to hide your money from your grown kids.
When we would go to Fl to visit my brother or his.... need I say more.
Some of my kids do not get the fact that hubby was the MAIN BREAD EARNER and what we saved was for BOTH OF US in our later years. Take from HIM ...you take from ME!

Another UPSET! Jill was just talking to Randy outside and came in upset that I wanted a ceiling fan in that bedroom and there is not enough height even with the ceiling raised 2 feet. 
It's LIKE... it was just a thought. I said, if possible, I would like to have a ceiling fan in there. 
"My son will get a haircut", she exclaimed.  As calmly as I could, I explained ...it was just a thought and IF POSSIBLE.   WTF!   I get all riled up ....FOR WHAT?   Stupid shit they come out with. Randy had his own ideas about what kind of lighting he wants to be installed in that room.  Sounded like a Batchelor Pad bedroom to me without seeing this type of lighting.  Next it will be Grow Lights that is suggested. Yeah...I'm shitting you now, but all bets are off.  

That stupid friend of Gilby's had the million dollar bill folded like it was a Ten dollar bill ..it's been explained to me.  To my mind, I was thinking ..what delivery person has change for a million dollars. DUH!
He had called Gilby and asked for the $5 he owed him and he went to meet him to pay him.
The other IDJUT had ordered $14 some odd in tax of Chinese food.  Gilby's story...checked out.
THIS TIME!

It's now after eleven. Papers needed to get a Permit for construction have been located. :0)
I have never seen them until now. Hubby had his personal papers and took care of them when we met.
have Plot plan and Deed ...Will Travel up to the Town Hall to the Inspectors Office on Monday I've been told by Randy. Construction person has the Permit Forms and is drawing HIS PLAN to submit.

Every one has showered, but me.
   Did I mention that Jill stayed in last night? Didn't see her with a red paper cup either.
Usually I would have a Smiley after that sentence, but somehow it doesn't feel like a victory.
The W.B. came for supper after working a side job all day.   It's like locking the barn door after the horse has been stolen.  NOW he works side jobs...when he should have been doing that all along and he would still have his house.  MAYBE! Forgot the toys he bought himself.  Men's toys don't come cheap.
 I shit you not!
Michelle came over in case Jill was off somewhere so I could go out awhile. 
tracie called and said she had a flat tire and was waiting for AAA to come repair it. Did I want to go out?
Told her, no thank you. Staying in, just showered and put pj's on and wanted to relax. Asked me what Jill cooked and I fibbed/LIED and told her some kind of macaroni dish. Maybe I'll still come over later, she said.  I hoped she wouldn't and she didn't. :0)   NOW..That's a VICTORY! 
The W.B. pretty much Chewed and Screwed. Had to work early this morning, so needed his beauty sleep or a drink or two.
Son Larry called .............his friend that cuts trees down for a living just cut one down that had a baby flying squirrel in it. Do I want to try to raise it and save it's life??? 
SURE..................bring it on!
Heading out to shed #3 soon to retrieve that super nice cage I bought for the baby red squirrel.
Somehow..I knew I would need it again and kept it.
Now to research what to feed it and the likes.

That's All Folks!

D D Seems as though

Blogger is over it's Temper Tantrum.

 FOR NOW ...that is.  Sigh!

It's another morning and I'm not prepared for the day ahead of me.

O.T. will be here within the half hour. I'm not showered and dressed, nor do I have our bedroom presentable. :0(

It was nice just to lay in bed this morning and listen to the pouring rain as I drifted back to sleep. :0)
It was longer between hubby's urges to pee. :0) COULD BE...because his Depend was already soaked with pee. :0(   SORRY, but I'll take it.  Turned in at ten. He was wet and had the urge to pee at midnight. Then it was four a.m.  Then seven.  Best Night Sleep for me so far.  Since then he has been on the potty two times and washed and changed, but I felt rested.  :0)  He wanted the TV on at nine...I would have preferred to just listen to the rain, but he won out.

O.T. came and has gone. She was here from 10 to 11.  His med box needs refilling for the week ahead.  Takes a good hour...on a GOOD DAY!   I shit you not!
   The rain has stopped and the sun is out.
My grandson Gilby made the newspaper yesterday in a NEG way. He wasn't involved and wasn't charged as the reporter REPORTED.  Retraction is in today's newspaper.  :0)
Been hanging around with the wrong people.
His dad, the EX SIL from Hell has been working with my daughter Jill ( by phone ) towards insuring that he stays out of trouble and the EX from Hell is keeping track of whom he calls on the phone and who calls him. 
HUGE article ... on his so called friend yesterday that tried to give a delivery man a MILLION DOLLAR BILL for an under $15 worth of Chinese food.  I shit you not!  How efffin stupid !!!! Gilby was there when it went down, but wasn't arrested or charged as the reporter wrote.  Phones were RINGING OFF THE WALL.
The retraction on the second page today is bigger than they usually are, but......   sigh!
Next time there may be no retraction if he hangs with these kinds.  
That must have been her reason to drink too much yesterday.  Was gone from noon to sevenish.
Then more to drink here. This time I didn't say anything.  OHHHHHHH, but I wanted to say PLENTY.
Michelle had come over to sit with her dad so I could get a break. Tracie and I were gone long enough to go get a pizza and subs and ate them at home.  Jill had spoke of buying something to make for supper when I talked to her by phone a few hours earlier.  I don't know what hour supper time is for her............. but Logan was hungry. 
I had words with my son Randy yesterday and he left upset.   He needs to make himself a budget. Agreed with him that his income isn't much, BUT I am not going to live forever and would like to be at ease that he will be able to get by when I do die.   Sigh! He didn't want his copy of my Will. 
His argument was all that I do for Jill and Logan.  Trying to get it through his thick head that it's MY MONEY to do with as I please was..................... like hitting a brick wall. I shit you not!
I have done plenty for him .......oh not XBOX games and the like, but Canteen money , clothes, tv and the likes that one can have in jail and prison. I have no memory of the years...just know that it was over TEN YEARS all together.  Maybe even fifteen and then there was the years we tried to get him help and the years he was in a home for troubled boys in PA called Devereux School for Boys when  he was around age twelve. 
Physcologists appointements and the likes before then. Tutors.  Trips up to the school to meet with his teacher about a problem.  I got to the point that I wanted to ask them ...What do you want me to do? Kill him????    Had tried everything. Walking across the canal towards home.....my thoughts ran rampant.
Of course at some point in his life he believed it was I that sent him away.
NO...it was the STATE of MA.  If I could not handle him, the state would and took it out of my hands.  Thinking back...I do think I didn't protest. Knew he needed more help than I could give him. Sigh! A year or so later he ran away from there and hitch hiked home. The STATE never did a damn thing about it. Didn't even contact me.  Unbelievable. 
   Back to where I was.... I told him he sounded just like my sister.  When my mom only had my youngest brother home, she bought him a stereo for Christmas.   Nancy had a fit.  " We never got something that expensive."  Poor mom, explaining to her that when you have four kids you do what you can and when you have just one, you can do a little better. Larry was sixteen then.  Jealousy raised her UGLY HEAD!
WE NEVER HAD A BAD CHRISTMAS !!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm the oldest and I should know!  We got more than our friends and some of our relatives and were thrilled every single Christmas.  Of course it was my poor mother that did the shopping and the putting together of doll cribs, carraiges, bikes, wagons, etc. on Christmas Eve while my dad was drinking somewhere in a bar.  :0(
Then my parents agreed to raise my nephew when he became a Ward of the State from his mother's neglect and she flew from CA to DC to get him from foster care when he was sixteen months old. My sister Nancy and my brother Larry were married, had kids of their own and resented that Drew called my parents mamma and daddy.  Resented everything they did for him, his nice clothes, his outings, etc.  He was a GRANDCHILD like their children were.  Geezus... he was a little boy who needed a home and love.
His mother died at the age of twenty one and his father was in prison. Once my brother Ronnie was out, he did not want the responsibility of raising his son.  My mom did the best she could for Drew ( like she did for us) but dad's drinking was always the same and he too suffered mental and emotional abuse.
It was mom that took us on picnics and parks, swimming, to 4th of July fireworks, played board games with us, made sure we had a birthday cake and gift, etc. Dad thought that just being a provider made him a parent.  Sigh!
IF there is a HEAVEN, my mom will be there. I shit you not! Not for just her sacrifices, but her words and deeds.
She had MANY FRIENDS.  Taught me that what a friend confides in you...you KEEP TO YOURSELF!  If someones child does wrong, you do not lord it over them because you never know what your own child might bring home to you some day.  OH HOW TRUE!!!
Mom did not gossip, nor talk bad about people.
Could be why she made friends so easy and kept them for life.  :0)
I'm not saying that she was a Saint, but staying with my dad for FIFTY years, she was a Saint in my eyes.
Can't remember her ever striking me....it was THE LOOK she gave me when she was disappointed in me. That hurt look spoke VOLUMES!
I was no ANGEL in my teens.   It was OUT OF THE FRYING PAN....into THE FIRE, for me. I shit you not!
While things were not good with my dad's drinking ( it was the mental and emotional cruelty inflicted on us as well as mom ), it was no Walk In The Park marrying so young to a man that thought he was MY FATHER. My dad never struck me...this man did as well as used the verbal abuse. 
DAMN! I MISS MY MOTHER!

Pills are together. Hubby is up and down to the potty. "can't help it, ma." I know! Amazing what a better nights sleep can do for you. 

Jill took off without saying where she was going just before noon. I had asked her what her plans were for the day earlier... "No plans. When Gilby calls I am going to go pick him up and keep him here a few days."
Maybe he called her on her cell phone. Maybe she is meeting the W.B. or someone else for lunch.
All I know is...my car is gone from the driveway.
TODAY I want to tell her that she IS NOT TO DRINK while using my car.
Have someone pick her up or whatever she has to do. Last night I asked Tracie to drive me to get my car after we ate. Got to the Moose Hall just as she was driving away...to home. Followed her home.
I don't care if she has a reason to drink as she says...SO DO I!

Hubby got cramps to shit. Didn't shit. Cramps had left. Got him back in bed.  
It's almost 1:30 p.m.  Logan will be home from school in a half hour. Yesterday he kept calling her asking her when she would be home. She kept telling him...soon. Then she stopped answering his calls. :0( 
He knew where she was from the background noise.  Climbed up in her bed and fell asleep. When I talked to her briefly on the phone around 6ish she told me he had a bad night...was grinding his teeth all night. 
Let him sleep, he needs it...she said to me.
He had slept in her bed as Uncle Randy told him not to sleep in there when it's raining due to the electrical wiring exposed outside. The...SHE HAD THE NERVE to tell me that the reason she went back to bed yesterday morning was because she did not get a good nights sleep due to him grinding his teeth. 
If she goes back to bed after he leaves for school, it's because she didn't have a good nights sleep...meaning whether he sleeps with her or not.  EXCUSE ME???
Does she realize how ASSININE she sounds? Doubt it!

I'm hungry. Hubby must be too. It's past lunch time. 

That's All Folks!

D D Pesky Blogger

Is acting up.  sigh!
Comments are not being allowed , so I've heard from Mary and Gabi.
I have deleted Cookies in hopes that's the problem. If not I do not have the stamina and fortitude to figure it out on my own. My brain doesn't want to work on auto pilot. I shit you not!
An email will be nice if you want to comment.    As it is, I have been feeling pressed for time and need to write/type faster .
Hubby is doing much better now that he has had the Cipro in him. :0)
He may be feeling better, but he is more work for me. Up and down with the urge to pee and for the most part he has already peed in the Depend and needs to be cleaned and changed before I get him back in bed.
Yesterday began with Home Health Aide to sponge bathe him at 8. Nineish OT , 11ish both P.T. and the nurse overlapped.  I was busy handing them this and that and paying attention to what excercizes he needs to be doing on his own.  Tried to nap at 1:30 knowing that Logan would be home from school at two. managed to sleep and hour or better waking every now and then to the acticity in the house.   Broken sleep, was better than none.  I shit you not!
I haven't got to enjoy a hot cup of coffee yet this morning. Stripped the bed to change it while hubby was on his potty.  False alarn, he had already peed in the Depend. 
How IRONIC life is ! 
I had to use pads for years because I pissed myself with any strain. Had the sling surgery May 5th this year and that's about the time that hubby had to go into Depends.  Sigh!
Could be worst. Could be shelling out the d o u g h for both products. 

Son Randy called. He will be coming down from NH in an hour . I need to go up to Town Hall to purchase a Permit for the construction that will begin on my house September 19th.
Why I need him to go with me???????   He seems to think that I was born yesterday. :0(
More of my day eaten into. :0( 
It poured last night and this morning OFF and ON.  It's a refreshing 59 degrees.:0)  Hubby was freezing yesterday. It was HUMID!  I'm surprised that he isn't bitching about the door I have cracked open. KEYWORD maybe....cracked.  
Jill stayed home for the most part yesterday.  :0)  Cooked supper ....unfortunately I didn't feel like staying home to enjoy it. NEEDED OUT! 
Had Returns and Tracie ran me around after we ate out at Good Tymes. I could only eat half of my Teriaki Chicken House salad. Finished after I got home. Tracie was told that i wanted to read my book and unwind while I ate. Our talking would be done in her car. That didn't work out too good. sigh!
Got some breathable bandaids, antibiotic cream, digital thermometer and a Dove mens body wash for hubby at WalMart and of course Depends.  I am referring them as Pull Ups when I ask him to lift his feet, etc. so I can get them on him.  Seems to me that is what they are. More dignified.
Tried to get hubby to use that new back rest, massager this morning after I made the bed fresh. He could not get the idea that he was not sitting...was slouching. His back had been hurting him . No small wonder the way he has his head or the poor postion he sleeps in.  I gave up trying to get him to scooch back far enough to be up straight.  SUFFER!  It is sitting on my side of the bed now. Tempted to go get myself a back massage, BUT Time is passing too quickly.
Sooooooooooooo I'm rambling on... I SEE.  ;0)   That's ME!  I'm my own WORST ENEMY! I shit you not!
Need to shower and dress.

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