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Mal-I am sorry to hear about your sons friend. Unfortunately, he is probably going to battle pneumonia fairly often. And urinary tract infections in addition to that. But hang in there, maybe things will improve. Think positive!

Greenie-I have faith that you will handle the situation well.

Good to hear from you, glad you liked my undies ticker! I thought it was kind of cute! I hope my unfill does the trick also. I stopped at Panera to get some soup on the way home, and then I opened the lawyer letter, and really don't even want to attempt to eat it now, as I am all upset. Your PB's sound just like mine! We are PB twins!

Bella-Although Lap said it much more eloquently than I would have, I was going to tell you something along those lines. I have a friend at work who wanted to jump into dating the MINUTE she got divorced, and she kept meeting these bad men from the internet. She asked me why I didn't want to date yet, and that was my answer. What is meant to be will be, and if I am supposed to meet someone, it will happen. I believe, as cheesy as it may sound, that there is a life path or destiny chosen for all of us, and we will get to the good stuff sooner or later.

Ok, so for the last few months, I have been telling my mom "I think if one more bad thing happens I will snap-I am that close." All things considered with the divorce, the financial difficulties I am having at times, the stress of my job, etc, I think I have been holding up pretty well. Especially since I haven't been on antidepressants. Well, some of you may remember my dispute with my a-hole neighbors across the alley. For those of you that don't, I will make a long story short by telling you that they hated my husband, and therefore hate me by association (even though I have never done one thing to them) and they go out of their way to cause trouble in my life in very unscrupulous ways. The latest is that the wife of this couple has relayed to the lawyer for the estate next door that my fence is over the property line. I received a letter from him today stating that it is 16 inches over the property line (which it isn't, if it is over the line, it is only 4-6 inches). They informed me it is going to cause problems selling the house and DEMANDED that I move it IMMEDIATELY. And if I want to dispute it, I am to apparently pay for the survey. Ok, rationally, I know they have the burden of truth-if they have a problem with the fence they should be paying for the surveyor. But the thing is, seriously, I have NO money to pay to have the fence moved if it is over the property line. I also have NO more money to pay my lawyer to take care of this matter for me. I don't know what to do. AND I DON'T KNOW WHY THESE PEOPLE CANNOT LEAVE ME ALONE. Seriously. I know they didn't like my husband, but he is gone. I don't do anything but go to work and stay in my house. I even pay someone to do my lawn work so I don't have to EVER go outside and interact with these people. I will not even take my garbage out if they are outside. That is how stressed they make me. It is going to put a serious financial burden on me to hire my lawyer to deal with this issue also, but I don't really see any way around it. Sorry for the long post, I need to vent. I don't even know what to do anymore, I have so many problems piling up on me. Also, moving is not an option for me at this point-I don't think I would be able to obtain a mortgage in todays housing market. AND, it would almost KILL me to give them the satisfaction of thinking they ran me out of here. I am far too stubborn to give them what they want!

Bella-If they are that shallow they do not DESERVE you anyway!!:sad: Hold out for someone who will cherish you because you deserve that! Just my two cents...

Mine aren't pinkish goo either...like you said, whatever didn't go down encased in some clear mucous. Which leads me to my next topic....as I suspected, my fill is waaaaaay too tight. I can't hardly even eat soup or pudding. Going in for an unfill today at 1. Grrrrr......

Dee-I am glad you went to the therapist, but I do question if he is the right fit. I know for me personally, that would annoy the hell out of me if he asked me the same things over and over that we already talked about. I have been to several different therapists, some good, some bad. The therapist we went to for marriage counseling was just a joke. I actually had to physically restrain myself from laughing hysterically in her office one day! She was cuckoo!! I go back to my old shrink tomorrow-he is the one that was on call during the whole husband incident (signed himself off due to conflict of interest) and apparently he is worried about my mental health after all this. I am actually doing pretty well, even though I have been off antidepressants since February. But I will see what he has to say at any rate. Maybe I am in denial. Lifesaver & Mini-I am so glad you gals don't think I have lost my mind for wanting to work at Starbucks. The Starbucks people DO seem happy! Lap-I am sorry about your back. You will be amazed how much physical therapy will help. You know, I found out last summer after I strained my back that I have scoliosis also. The doc was scrolling through the xrays on the computer (they are fancy computerized xrays) and they were all of feet, hands, etc. He got to one of a back, but it was awfully curvy-like an S. I said "That's not my back is it?" And he said "You never knew you had scoliosis?" Um, no!! I still don't know how you get to be 34 and not know you have that bad of scoliosis?:thumbup:

Good luck Deb!!!! And yes, Dee, let us know how it went!!

Adork- Believe me, we were laughing over the singed whiskers also. One side was almost completely singed off, he looked all lopsided. And keep in mind this is a very funny cat anyway-he really acts more like a dog. FULL of personality. So that made it even funnier, because he was just like "What? What is all the worry about?" Silly boy. As for Sophie and the wallpaper, who knows how they find these things. They are goofy I tell ya!! I woke up one night to a chewing sound, and turned the light on, and Reilly was eating the leg of my Thomasville armoire that I have had for 15 years. (Ok, that was his one other transgression besides bed pillows.) He just looked at me like the cat did- "What? I'm not doing anything!" Wow, it looks like almost as many of us are/were 911 dispatchers as nurses!! There are some days I wish I could go back to that! I want to pick up hours dispatching at our hospital ambulance where I worked while I went through nursing school (and all the medics want me to come back because their dispatchers suck) but they are too cheap to pay me overtime. :thumbup: So Starbucks it is I guess! And I am not worried too much about being around the high calorie drinks-I really only like the iced tea!

You are my albino twin!!! Seriously, people used to ask me if I was albino when I was younger, because I am so deathly pale!

Ooohhhh....I am so jealous you have been to Scotland. What clan are you from? I am from the Macpherson clan on one side, and the Armstrong clan on the other.

He has Brutus doing it now too, because Brutus thinks he needs to do EVERYTHING Reilly does!

You summed that up so well. Dee, you ARE OUR SUNSHINE!!!!

I can top the cat story...my cat Buster (aka Fat Bubba) had 9 feet of string come out his hiney once. No joke!! I came home one night and he greeted me at the door, turned around and trotted away, and had about 3 feet of string coming out of his rear. I completely freaked and called the emergency vet, who told me to isolate him in a room until the rest came out. It seriously was a total of 9 feet. This is also the cat who has somehow singed off the whiskers above his eyes one night when we were gone. The only thing I could figure out was that he stuck his head in the bottom of the furnace and the pilot light singed them! He definitely is at the end of his 9 lives! A few months ago Reilly ate about 1/4 of my bathroom rug, you know, with the rubber stuff on the back and all. I thought for SURE he would have a bowel obstruction. He really enjoyed that coming out the other end I am sure! I picked up pieces of bathroom rug poo from all over the yard! (I am still not sure what possessed him as he does not usually eat anything except for the pillow I sleep with when he is mad at me for getting home late. I buy alot of new pillows)! You are right...after reading this, why do we love our little fur boogers so much?

Ok, so this is my latest flight of fancy. My coworkers are all laughing at me because I want to get a part time job at Starbucks. It looks fun to work there and it would be soooooo non-stressful as a second job. More importantly, it's NOT a nursing job. Yes, I know I would make about 25 bucks more an hour working more nursing hours, but that is not what it is about. And I would get a discount on my iced tea that I am addicted to. And sadly, Starbucks actually has better benefits than our hospital! So weigh in everyone, have I officially gone off my rocker? I started my vacation this week. I am pretty psyched to actually get a few weekends off so I can do some fun things. This Friday and Saturday night we have a local concert called River Roots Live. Foghat plays Friday night, and The Guess Who plays Saturday night. And it is FREE this year! I have seen The Guess Who before, and they are awesome live! They also have a Ribfest with it, which doesn't thrill me because I don't like BBQ, but my friends are stoked about it! Saturday during the day is my favorite event of the year-The Celtic Highland Games. I am Scottish on both sides of my family, so I actually get really into that stuff! (Except for hagis of course, that is just gross!) Next weekend I am going to Chicago to Woodfield Mall for window shopping and maybe some new fall clothes, and then we are going to see Aimee Mann and Squeeze at Ravinia, a beautiful outdoor concert site. And then there are the eight million things I need to do around the house...and I am not exaggerating. I have weeds on the side of my house that are about 8 feet tall (and I am not exaggerating about that either sadly enough...sigh....)

Rene- I am glad you survived your cycling accident! I am with you, after being a 911 dispatcher and EMT, I also don't want to see the back of an ambulance (unless I am working back there of course, it is fun every once in awhile)! Adork-I wrote you a huge reply last night and it didn't post for some reason! Everything kept freezing up, so I got frustrated and said to heck with it. What I was going to tell you, was that I didn't want to say anything before your gallbladder surgery, but my gallbladder surgery was hell. I attributed it to the fact that I had not had surgery since I had my tonsils taken out when I was 5, until I had my band surgery to compare it to. The gallbladder surgery is brutal-not sure why! I was laughing about Sophie eating your computer cord! When Bailey was little he ate a visitors $400 Palm Pilot. Then when Abby was a pup, I went to the basement to put laundry in the dryer. By the time I got back upstairs (no more than 5 minutes later) she had eaten a hole about 1 foot wide by 1 foot in length out of my brand new living room chair!! I about died! Luckily it was fixable!! Labs are the naughtiest puppies ever, I swear! I am up one pound this week, which was not unexpected. I knew last weeks loss was all stress/lack of eating weight loss!

Dee-Sending you huge hugs! I love you! If it makes you feel any better, I am seeing a therapist Thursday. Too bad I don't live out there or we could get a group discount, eh? And I am one of the ones with the freaky delayed restriction. My fill doc thinks I am insane, but I swear my fills don't kick in until 3-4 days after I get them. I just got another 0.2 cc fill yesterday, and I am really afraid tomorrow or Thursday I will not be able to eat! Time will tell!

Dee-I feel the same way as you and Brandy. No matter how much weight I lose, I still feel "huge". It doesn't matter if 100 people a night tell me how "skinny" I am getting, or if I buy smaller pants, or a size medium sweater, I am still the fat girl. I dont know how to get my head around losing weight. Brandy-The hottie is my friend Bob! She is a great girl. She is the one who lets my dogs out on the weekend. She is like a sister to me. And yes, I think anyone would have to be insane to wear that butt floss! I have never understood the concept, it just makes me feel like I have a wedgie all day!!

Brandy-My cousin is going to have a boot legged copy of BOTH nights of the Alpine Valley DMB shows. He is going to get me a copy, if you want one I will have him burn you one also! He said it was AWESOME! BTW, my new avatar pic is my friend Bob and I at the DMB show in June!

Greenie-Happy 6 month bandiversery! You rock! Where oh where is our Dee??????

Sidann- I am an ICU nurse, so I am familiar with walkers!:smile: I just am not understanding how I could be 100% non-weight bearing on my left foot on a walker like I could be on crutches?? It just doesn't seem feasible?

I would have to say the purple...although no matter how skinny I get I will never wear the butt floss!!

Awww Mini, what a cutie patootie!!!!!:biggrin: