
May 2007 bring Peace, Prosperity & Happiness!
CNN is droning on in the background. I have it on for white noise. But now Mr SH can see if the 7 virgins waiting for him are nuns with rulers and an evil dispostion. Bwahahahaha. I wonder if it will change things in Iraq?
But it was chocolate coated popcorn balls. I think tomorrow I am going to go to the market and buy them just for the hell of it. I am also going to tear apart the living room and make my son help me because I think there is some spirit creeping into my life.
Okay where are you hiding it? Did it get shoved into the back of the closet? I want to know and I want to know now!!!
I heard the original Eartha Kitt song this week and it keeps running through my head, "put a sable under the tree, for me, "... though today Peta would put me in red paint.
Last night was the school's Winter Concert. It was awesome. They have a jazz band that rocks. I really enjoyed that. The beginning chorus now have matching gowns, something that really makes them think about being a part of something. The boys looked good and sang well. The Advanced group which contains my baby were wonderful. My baby girl even had a little solo where she got to vamp the old piano player who has known her since she was a little bitty girl. I don't think he was happy but she made people smile with her exuberance and her joy. She brought tears of joy to my heart.
This is my favorite airplane of all time.
When I was little my folks would bundle us up, and drive to the Wausau Airport (AUW) to watch the airplane(s) take off. The airport is on a bluff overlooking the Wisconsin River and a few pilots have not made their way up and away and have lost their lives off that bluff. But I have a fascination for airplanes. This one, is the first plane I ever flew in. From AUW to Chicago's O'Hare (ORD) to connect with a TWA Boeing 707 to fly nonstop to Los Angeles in 1967. Hot stuff. And I got to fly in front of the curtain too.

So today I have to drive 35 miles to the city of Reseda to see an insurance doctor. I am sure at one time he had a thriving practice, but now he sees patients that the DOL sends him. I think everyone who was in the waiting room was a workers comp patient. I told him my sad story and the fact that it hurts all the time. They measured my grip, the circumfrence of my arms and my legs, took my BP and I didn't have to fog a mirror. Now we wait and see what the DOL wants me to do. All I know is that I could have seen someone closer to have the same stuff done. Sheesh.
That is for sure. I'd much rather sit down and read a good book than do much else. Of course, these days it is a chore to do it because turning the pages makes my arm hurt. I know bitch, bitch, bitch. And there are many out there that are worse than me. But mine affects me and my family. I have to do what's right for us too.
Well making all those meatballs caused me great spasms of discomfort and tears last night. I woke up in the middle of the night in tears from all the pain ( and I was in the middle of a very nice dream with someone I've liked for years, damn). Today was a pain pill day and hopefully it will be lessened over the night.
Well tonight's the smoragsbord.