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I'm having to type with my arms laying over my cat. He thinks it's cool to stretch out in my lap, so I had to put my keyboard on my legs past him. (In a recliner with legs up.) *Snugs Fro-man* But he's happy so I'm cool.


Momma has a bad case of sinusitus. I took her to the E.R. around two a.m. Tuesday morning and she got to stay home from work for two days. Granted she works at the hospital who is now owned by a bunch of braindead yankees. It's too complicated to type out right now. They're... I'm not lowering my self to say what they are.


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The * was Heathern getting out of my lap via "Pick Pick pickpickypickypickypicky!" (Gently plucking at individual hairs just enough to make their skin jump. It doesn't hurt and he hates that. Gave me my lap back. Mwa ha ha)


Ooooh, my Dad is going to get a HUGE storm, just turned my eyes to the weather on t.v. *Whistles* He's in Alabama.

Well, I need to get Grandma to walking for her health.

Is your doctor greedy or professional?

In the picture is a picture of my Grandma, and those are flowers I picked for her at her house today when I went to feed her dog and two cats. I thought that since the rose I brought her the other day from her house (That is finally blooming out and is huge and gorgeous and smells soooo goooood and that I need to take a pic of as I added it and another sprig of Irises in the pitcher vase) really put a light in her eyes, I figured this would cheer her up, too. The pitcher vase is hers, too.

Her doctor... is a quack. I found out tonight that cuminin, a blood thinner people take after they have a blood clot, is an ingrediant in rat poison.

Rat Poison.

Rat. Poison.

I found out, that she should have only taken it for at most, six months. This greedy bastard had her on it for eleven YEARS.

She's had to take a blood thinner, which is an ingrediant for RAT POISON, for eleven years.


Homer mad. Homer smash!


She's had the cuminin in her system for so long, that after her kyphoplasty two weeks ago this tuesday, she's just not bouncing back as quickly as she should. I think she's disappointed because she was hoping she'd be up and about right after surgery, but Lord willing, (Please Lord help her) she'll gain her ground again. I know she enjoys living with us. We enjoy having her here. She can have her indoor dog with her, have someone to tuck her in at night or for naptime (I'm a mother hen) and be a part of an active family. She doesn't deserve to be alone. :( Anyone who reads this, pray for Grandma, please? Thank you! <33



I hope you have a great time at the prom, Auto! I want pics!

Oblivion!!

I have discovered a game that I am seriously in love with! Thanks, Una and Shane! It's Oblivion The Elder Scrolls. I think this is a game that I've been searching for for a very long time. I'm very satisfied with it, in fact, I've lost many hours on this game and haven't really been on Conquer in a long while!

I just got into the theives guild, so now I can sell all the stuff my char sneaks around and steals out of people's houses at night. Heheheheheheheh. I was working on his sneak skill last night, fell asleep with him walking in a crouch against a wall and made it to journeyman, but then, before I could save it (I piddled around instead) the game froze and I lost it, but I got it back.

I'm rambling now. >.> Oh well. Hehehehehhe

I have done something -very- bad to my elbow, my right one. It's the muscle/tendons and not the joint, Praise God, but it hurts to grip anything, or to turn it in a certain way, and forget lifting something moderatly heavy will gripping it tightly, it just flares pain. It's been like this for three weeks now, I believe, and I would have assumed that the pain would have subsided by now, but nuh-uh, it's still hurtin'.


I just now thought to post another pic of my aquarium, the dark one is taken without flash, the bright one, obviously, with flash, and the last one I posted was of the tank when I was breaking it down to bring it in here. The last pic of it in my room. I'm so pleased with it being in here. :) I also posted one of G.G. (Gentle Giant, who stressed until I put the guppies back in, now she's happy as a clam) I can't wait to get my room back in order now that we have the water heater fixed and most of the carpet ripped up. I need to get up the rest of it, continue to let the floor dry, suck up all the debris left over from the carpet being torn up, then throw away a bunch of crap, then put down my carpet squares. I can't wait to have my room back in order. *Had to move back up to nasty ole tn from happy alabama*

Ok, I think my pics are going to be screwed up order wise, *Eyes blogger* But, the dark pic is without flash, the bright pic of the same is with flash, the tank surrounded by junk is my room (Can't wait to clean that up) and the fish is G.G. There. Fixed.

Feeling like posting more pics

I'm being lazy, I can't remember if I posted this horse yet or not, but this is the horse that I'm am PRAYING that I can buy. He's sweet, big boned, can hold up my fat butt, has a go problem, not a whoa problem, and could possibly be my confidence builder. Anyone want to lend me 2500.00? I'd love you forever! ^ ^

It was a good day until...

Those two stupid dogs of mine got out of the big pen. There's nothing quite like having to get in the car, get on the country road that runs behind my house, to look for a large rottie that's gotten out of the big pen that I put his stupid ass in today. I was so happy, content, pleased, until this. Now wing and kitty are in the small pen, I've got to fix the hole in the big pen that stupid kitty dug to get out (She ONLY does this when I put wing in, *Snarl*) and throw her ass back in, then clean out the small pen for wing.

I'm not happy. >.> I need to rehome all but two (Begrudgingly keeping one of my Mom's dogs) of the outside dogs. I just gotta keep my eyes to the sky and keep the Faith. God will provide, no doubt.

I need to take pics of the land Grandma's giving to us and post them. I think that would cheer me up.

We are so deep in debt with the business. When Mr. Bill died, we got the scrap business. C & W parts and equiptment, we also got his enormous debt. His ex-wife, skank whore extrodinaire, embezzeled a shit load of cash, and she had nothing to -do- with the business. We found checks she had forged five years ago. I want her ass in jail. That bitch stole five thousand dollars in cash out of his bag, as he lay sick in the hospital eighteen months ago, suffering from lukemia. Talk about scum sucking bitch.

On to better news, this saturday, I broke down my aquarium and my Mom helped me move it to the livingroom. Man, it looks niiiice in here. Grandma, who's been living with us since she had her Kyphoplasty, really enjoys watching them. I put a pic of it that I took last night. I think I may get some tetra's to add to the tank, I'll have to see how the money situation goes. I -really- need to talk my dad into a consolidation loan. *Sighs* Too bad I'm too old and fat to marry into a loveless marriage full of wealth to pull my family out of debt.