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Hey Stillstanding, as far as I know, the thief turned right around and left right after dropping mom back off. I guess it was just a pit stop on her way thru the state or something. two hours worth of visit in 20 years! B!TCH. Haven't heard from her since.
Heading up to the hospital right now. MIL will be going home tomorrow because she wants to die at home. We will see her around 7 or 7:30 pm Central Time and then drive to hubby's parents house after that. I am happy the whole family will be together. A normal family for once.
Traffic is bad. May need another nerve pill. Probably not just the traffic making me stress out. I'm sure it's not just the traffic. I feel so bad for SIL. I pretty much know what she is going through. Only her mom is 30 years younger than mine was. I was blessed. Wondering now if I should have taken Mom home to die. Hubby wishes we had. I really do think that at least part of the time she thought she WAS home. I can only pray that she did.
All hair removal methods have tricked women with their promises of easy, painless removal - The Epilady, scissors, razors, Nair and now....the wax. Read on.......... My night began as any other normal weeknight. Come home, fix dinner, play with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours: 'Maybe I should get the waxing kit from the medicine cabinet. So I headed to the site of my demise: the bathroom. It was one of those 'cold wax' kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the strips together in your hand, they get warm and you peel them apart and press them to your leg (or wherever else) and you pull the hair right off. No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean, I'm not a genius, but I am mechanically inclined enough to figure this out. (YA THINK!?!) So I pull one of the thin strips out. Its two strips facing each other stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, my genius kicks in so I get out the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. ('Cold wax,' yeah...right!) I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it tight and pull. It works! OK, so it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad. I can do this! Hair removal no longer eludes me! I am She-rah, fighter of all wayward body hair and maker of smooth skin extraordinaire. With my next wax strip I move north. After checking on the kids, I sneak back into the bathroom for the ultimate hair fighting championship. I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet.. Using the same procedure, I apply the wax strip across the right side of my bikini line, covering the right half of my hoo-ha and stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek (it was a long strip). I inhale deeply and brace myself.... RRRRIIIPPP!!!!
I'm blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!!..... OH MY GAWD!!!!!!!!! Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half the strip. CRAP! Another deep breath and RIPP! Everything is spinning and spotted. I think I may pass out.... I must stay conscious.... I must stay conscious. Do I hear crashing drums??? Breathe, breathe.... OK, back to normal. I want to see my trophy - a wax covered strip, the one that has caused me so much pain, with my hairy pelt sticking to it. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the strip! There's no hair on it. Where is the hair??? WHERE IS THE WAX??? Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet. I see the hair. The hair that should be on the strip... it's not! I touch.. I am touching wax. I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now covered in cold wax and matted hair. Then I make the next BIG mistake ... remember my foot is still propped upon the toilet? So I put my foot down. Sealed shut! My butt is sealed shut. Sealed shut! I penguin walk around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do and think to myself 'Please don't let me get the urge to poop.. My head may pop off!' What can I do to melt the wax? Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!! I'll run the hottest water I can stand in the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax-covered bits and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right ???
*WRONG!!!!!!!*
I get in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than that used to torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit. Now, the only thing worse than having your nether regions glued together, is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub..... in scalding hot water. Which, by the way, does not melt cold wax. So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub as though I had cemented myself to the porcelain!! God bless the man who had convinced me a few months ago to have a phone put in the bathroom!!!!! I call my friend, thinking surely she has waxed before and has some secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation starter. 'So, my butt and hoo-ha are glued together to the bottom of the tub!' There is a slight pause. She doesn't know any secret tricks for removal but she does try to hide her laughter from me. She wants to know exactly where the wax is located, 'Are we talking cheeks or hoo-ha?' She's laughing out loud by now ... I can hear her. I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side of the box. YEAH!!!!! Right!! I should be the joke of someone else's night. While we go through various solutions, I resort to trying to scrape the wax off with a razor . Nothing feels better than to have your girlie goodies covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water and then dry-shaving the sticky wax off!! By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I'm pretty sure I'm going to need Post-Traumatic Stress counseling for this event. My friend is still talking with me when I finally see my saving grace..... the lotion they give you to remove the excess wax. What do I really have to lose at this point? I rub some on and OH MY GOD!!! The scream probably woke the kids and scared the dickens out of my friend. It's sooo painful, but I really don't care. 'IT WORKS!! I get a hearty congratulation from my friend and she hangs up. I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice to my grief and despair....THE HAIR IS STILL THERE.......ALL OF IT! So I recklessly shave it off. Heck, I'm numb by now. Nothing hurts. I could have amputated my own leg at this point.
Next week I'm going to try hair color......how bad can that turn out???
Role Model for 2011 You'll be amazed at who your role model is.....honest! Who's Your Role Model for 2011? This is fun. I promise you WILL laugh when you find the identity of your role model.
NO CHEATING! I was really surprised to find out the name of my role model. Don't scroll down yet... To find the identity of your personal role model, do the math below... Then scroll down to find your hero.
It is crazy how accurate this is!
NO PEEKING! 1.) Pick your favourite number between 1 - 9
2.) Multiply by 3
3.) Add 3
4.) Then again multiply by 3... I'll wait if you need a calculator
5.) You'll get a 2 or 3 digit number
6.) Add the digits together
NOW SCROLL DOWN
And with that number, see who your ROLE MODEL is from the list below:
1. Einstein
2. Oprah Winfrey
3. Snoopy
4. Bill Clinton
5. Bill Gates
6. Gandhi
7. Barack Obama
8. Babe R
9.Cuz
10. John F. Kennedy
I know, I know.... I just have that effect on people.
P..S. Stop picking different numbers!! I AM YOUR IDOL, JUST DEAL WITH IT!!
Going through a very bad time with SIL and daughter...may not be around for awhile....if at all. Love to you guys and thanks for all the workds of hope and encouragement.
Cuz, that is hilarious. all of them. I had a bikini wax once... well, I had HALF a bikini wax... they did the one side and I said: that will be enough. I'll wear shorts.
ppj, what's going on? please tell us and BonnieO, what's going on?? c'mon vent away and tell us. Maybe there's some way we can help.
Christine, you made serious boat time at 11000!! What a beautiful post that was and how sweet you are.
Ted! thanks for getting us that petition to sign. huge.
Miz! I am so sorry for your family. you text me when you need to and i will be there.
Ladeeda and Chillout and Stillstanding and Jam and and and... you guys are wonderful caregivers.
Linda! give Pa a kiss for me!
Rip!! I've really been thinking about how to deal with the caregiving issues and was on the phone with Peachie yesterday and I think we came up with some ways to go.... There's 2 video ideas that won't cause humiliation to the parent. Like i said, it's what's needed to make the world understand Dementia and other caregiving issues even tho I couldn't do it personally because of the dignity factor. the thing we came up with I can tell you about on the phone.
DEEF!!! I want to call you! and have been swamped with personal stuff....
To everybody on the thread, be safe! Just got a call from a friend that there's been a huge earthquake in Japan and there's tsunamis warnings in Hawai'i and on parts of the West coast... wow. going to check it out.
and something that is making me very happy. Nik is with me now on the boat. Drove all the way across the country. yaaassss. lovbob
bikini wax? first you gotta get in a bikini, let me count the years, LOL gotta run and start my day with the "dawgs"... Hawaii is in trouble, pray for all, including those in Japan, how awful!
Just a quick check-in.....must take hubby to dentist today and that will take up better part of the day....col has been so-so after her couple of days thinking she's the boss....her deal now is to not change sopping undies because "I might run out and no one takes me to the store"...........oh puleez, even when she was doing her own shopping that was something she never bought......I have always done it and the Good Lord knows I will never let her run out.....I own stock in Wal-Mart and Tena's now....:) bobbie............that's so great for you......guess we won't hear from you for a few days......;) miz....thinking about you everyday and sending prayers for peace. ppj and BonnieO......as bobbie says we worry about you and maybe we can give you some words of encouragement. christina......keep us up-to-date with tsunami news.....hope you are okay? isn't there one of us in San Diego...........or was I having a senior moment?
Gotta go shower now and play in the make-up so I can go sit in the dentist office and wait.
Hey guys, on my way out the door, news said that California is going to be hit around 11:30 est including Seattle, Washington. Christina, are u guys going to be ok? I can't remember who lives in Seattle Stay safe all...
Good Morning Everyone, Chillout, reading your posts: I go through the same with my Mother. If she is asleep by 8:30 pm and sleeps until 3 am, I feel as if I am on vacation. I am happy for you that you are getting some sleep. Don't get your hopes up that it will last. Sorry to be realistic, but I find with this caregiving lifestyle that the best motto is "expect the unexpected and roller coaster turmoil". As long as the UTI's are handled, Mother is pretty good--for someone who cannot do the following without assistance: walk, eat, go to bathroom, take a shower, get dressed, do anything by herself except whine. Luckily the weather has been very nice the last two days of finishing up construction, and caregiver took her outside for majority of day while I cleaned the house. I told cg to give her some of the iced Green Tea with Splenda and lemon and pretend you are at a resort. Couldn't get Merry Maids or anyone to come out until Monday. What else is new? I'll just frickin do it myself, as with everything else, so it will get done RIGHT and EFFICIENTLY. Miz, I have not focused on the 'mold posts', but I hope you and hubby take it seriously--the clean up is dangerous and you have to wear good masks, gloves, get rid of damaged drywall, etc. Just as one would have a mechanic look at a used car you want to buy, please have a mold specialist/contractor look at house you are serious about. Pirate: this too shall pass. I'm still waiting top hear from you about lunch. Coming up to your neck of the woods next week for a job. Oh, how a CPK salad and a glass of Chardonnay would be heavenly to share with a caregiver bud:) Mardi Gras! Ted, I am jealous. We don't have that HERE-lol--but I guess we can't have everything. I love the Saints, and long for the day I can visit New Orleans and all the lovely places in the south. Sweetest people in the world. Jen--you are so funny and a survivor. YOU should have your own reality show. Speaking of: Bobbie, I know it is tv. I recorded the show and watched it. Loved seeing YOU, you wonderful lady. I can't stand hype or anything wasting my time, but I understand doing a job. I know people need distraction and entertainment(?) or else there is nothing to compare your life to. Or something. I am waiting for the morning I wake up to hear that Charlie Sheen was making a point and all is well, or that he is gone. Glad we are past the drama of Brittney Spears, Lindsay Lohan, and Paris Hilton--but I'm still furious that, thanks to PH, every time I go to a department store, market or restaurant, there is someone who wants to bring their little yapper in with them, like a dog is the same as child. NO, it isn't. And caregiving for an old demented person is NOT the same as caring for a BABY! Hey Jam, maybe you could get matching disposable underwear for col's doggie, then she could save them together. For those of you having issues with brothers, sisters, in-laws, children: I hear you. Life is just not fair, and there are random weird things that happen with people. No matter how you raise your kids, one of them can hate you and blame you for everything that goes wrong. Perspective is an isolated thing. We don't know everything about everyone, even our relatives. The best we can do is have compassion and acknowledge someone's pain, defend our rights to live in peace in our own homes, and get a restraining order or call the police if someone intrudes in our lives. Some things you have to put effort into if you want to maintain life as you want it. Do what you can to protect yourself, and be as kind to the crazies as possible. Take the offense and be in control. Otherwise, you know... I am missing the incomparable HB, Ditto Deefer, Maxine, my sweet LindaHeart, my BFF Truecolors, the Glamorous and Gracious southern Belle: Peachie Weachie. Love you all, think of you all day long, wonder how you're all doing. I am just fine, thank you. Hugs, Christina
OK--I'm watching local news now, instead of ALARMIST national news. Miz used to live in San Diego. SSk's boys are there. We are inland about 20 minutes. Don't worry. Things happen. I'm not driving down to the beach, however. Bring on 2012.
The news reporters need to breathe as they are doing their best to get everyone riled up. I hate that. Thanks, Ted. Rip is far from water, so is Jen. Pirate is closest to ocean of anyone I know here. It's 7:15 am here in CA, and warnings are for 11:30. I may drive to cliff area that overlooks the ocean in Laguna Niguel, just for the fun of it later. I'll let you know. Newport Beach is where they get it worse because of the topography. Don't rock the BOAT!!! Whoo Hoo!!!!!
Earthquake is horrible and angels to the people suffering.
Nik is the man who shared my life for a long while and who actually had the nards to come to where I was on the east coast with mom and help me. His father died about a month or so after my mom died and we have not seen each other for over 10 months. It's been a tough bunch of years for both of us and now he is here, loves the boat and the Cat. The Cat is asleep on his shoe. he is asleep in my bed, beat from all the driving.
Yes, Blessings. Bobbie, I read something you wrote a while ago--about no one ever was going to take care of you. I don't believe it, and I have been praying about that for you. I kept seeing a nice man around you. Hope and Faith...and the greatest of these is LOVE. Whatever floats your BOAT, and a BIG HUG. (Ted is rolling his eyes. I love it when he does that. heehee)
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Traffic is bad. May need another nerve pill. Probably not just the traffic making me stress out. I'm sure it's not just the traffic. I feel so bad for SIL. I pretty much know what she is going through. Only her mom is 30 years younger than mine was. I was blessed. Wondering now if I should have taken Mom home to die. Hubby wishes we had. I really do think that at least part of the time she thought she WAS home. I can only pray that she did.
love,
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All hair removal methods have tricked women with their promises
of easy, painless removal - The Epilady, scissors, razors, Nair
and now....the wax. Read on..........
My night began as any other normal weeknight. Come home,
fix dinner, play with the kids.
I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for
the next few hours: 'Maybe I should get the waxing kit from the
medicine cabinet.
So I headed to the site of my demise: the bathroom.
It was one of those 'cold wax' kits. No melting a clump of hot wax,
you just rub the strips together in your hand, they get warm and
you peel them apart and press them to your leg (or wherever else)
and you pull the hair right off.
No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be?
I mean, I'm not a genius, but I am mechanically inclined enough
to figure this out. (YA THINK!?!)
So I pull one of the thin strips out. Its two strips facing each other
stuck together.
Instead of rubbing them together, my genius kicks in so I get out
the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. ('Cold wax,' yeah...right!)
I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it tight and pull.
It works!
OK, so it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad.
I can do this! Hair removal no longer eludes me!
I am She-rah, fighter of all wayward body hair and maker of
smooth skin extraordinaire.
With my next wax strip I move north. After checking on the kids,
I sneak back into the bathroom for the ultimate hair fighting championship.
I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet..
Using the same procedure, I apply the wax strip across the right side
of my bikini line, covering the right half of my hoo-ha and stretching
down to the inside of my butt cheek (it was a long strip).
I inhale deeply and brace myself.... RRRRIIIPPP!!!!
I'm blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!!..... OH MY GAWD!!!!!!!!!
Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half the strip.
CRAP!
Another deep breath and RIPP! Everything is spinning and spotted.
I think I may pass out.... I must stay conscious.... I must stay conscious.
Do I hear crashing drums??? Breathe, breathe.... OK, back to normal.
I want to see my trophy - a wax covered strip, the one that has caused
me so much pain, with my hairy pelt sticking to it. I want to revel in
the glory that is my triumph over body hair.
I hold up the strip!
There's no hair on it.
Where is the hair???
WHERE IS THE WAX???
Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet.
I see the hair. The hair that should be on the strip... it's not!
I touch.. I am touching wax.
I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now
covered in cold wax and matted hair.
Then I make the next BIG mistake ... remember my foot is still propped
upon the toilet? So I put my foot down.
Sealed shut! My butt is sealed shut. Sealed shut!
I penguin walk around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do
and think to myself 'Please don't let me get the urge to poop..
My head may pop off!'
What can I do to melt the wax?
Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!! I'll run the hottest water I can
stand in the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax-covered bits and the wax
should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right ???
*WRONG!!!!!!!*
I get in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than that used to
torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit.
Now, the only thing worse than having your nether regions glued
together, is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom
of the tub..... in scalding hot water.
Which, by the way, does not melt cold wax.
So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub as though I had cemented
myself to the porcelain!!
God bless the man who had convinced me a few months ago to have
a phone put in the bathroom!!!!!
I call my friend, thinking surely she has waxed before and has some
secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation
starter.
'So, my butt and hoo-ha are glued together to the bottom of the tub!'
There is a slight pause.
She doesn't know any secret tricks for removal but she does try to
hide her laughter from me.
She wants to know exactly where the wax is located, 'Are we talking
cheeks or hoo-ha?'
She's laughing out loud by now ... I can hear her.
I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side
of the box.
YEAH!!!!! Right!! I should be the joke of someone else's night.
While we go through various solutions, I resort to trying to scrape
the wax off with a razor .
Nothing feels better than to have your girlie goodies covered in hot
wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water and then
dry-shaving the sticky wax off!!
By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and
I'm pretty sure I'm going to need Post-Traumatic Stress counseling for
this event.
My friend is still talking with me when I finally see my saving grace.....
the lotion they give you to remove the excess wax.
What do I really have to lose at this point?
I rub some on and OH MY GOD!!! The scream probably woke the kids and
scared the dickens out of my friend.
It's sooo painful, but I really don't care.
'IT WORKS!!
I get a hearty congratulation from my friend and she hangs up.
I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice to my
grief and despair....THE HAIR IS STILL THERE.......ALL OF IT!
So I recklessly shave it off. Heck, I'm numb by now. Nothing hurts.
I could have amputated my own leg at this point.
Next week I'm going to try hair color......how bad can that turn out???
You'll be amazed at who your role model is.....honest!
Who's Your Role Model for 2011?
This is fun. I promise you WILL laugh when you find the identity of
your role model.
NO CHEATING! I was really surprised to find out the name of my role
model. Don't scroll down yet...
To find the identity of your personal role model, do the math below...
Then scroll down to find your hero.
It is crazy how accurate this is!
NO PEEKING!
1.) Pick your favourite number between 1 - 9
2.) Multiply by 3
3.) Add 3
4.) Then again multiply by 3... I'll wait if you need a calculator
5.) You'll get a 2 or 3 digit number
6.) Add the digits together
NOW SCROLL DOWN
And with that number, see who your ROLE MODEL is from the list below:
1. Einstein
2. Oprah Winfrey
3. Snoopy
4. Bill Clinton
5. Bill Gates
6. Gandhi
7. Barack Obama
8. Babe R
9.Cuz
10. John F. Kennedy
I know, I know.... I just have that effect on people.
P..S. Stop picking different numbers!! I AM YOUR IDOL, JUST DEAL WITH
IT!!
plz do ck in ...
love you xoxo
Cuz, that is hilarious. all of them. I had a bikini wax once... well, I had HALF a bikini wax... they did the one side and I said: that will be enough. I'll wear shorts.
ppj, what's going on? please tell us and BonnieO, what's going on?? c'mon vent away and tell us. Maybe there's some way we can help.
Christine, you made serious boat time at 11000!!
What a beautiful post that was and how sweet you are.
Ted! thanks for getting us that petition to sign. huge.
Miz! I am so sorry for your family. you text me when you need to and i will be there.
Ladeeda and Chillout and Stillstanding and Jam and and and... you guys are wonderful caregivers.
Linda! give Pa a kiss for me!
Rip!! I've really been thinking about how to deal with the caregiving issues and was on the phone with Peachie yesterday and I think we came up with some ways to go....
There's 2 video ideas that won't cause humiliation to the parent. Like i said, it's what's needed to make the world understand Dementia and other caregiving issues even tho I couldn't do it personally because of the dignity factor.
the thing we came up with I can tell you about on the phone.
DEEF!!! I want to call you! and have been swamped with personal stuff....
To everybody on the thread, be safe!
Just got a call from a friend that there's been a huge earthquake in Japan and there's tsunamis warnings in Hawai'i and on parts of the West coast... wow.
going to check it out.
and something that is making me very happy.
Nik is with me now on the boat.
Drove all the way across the country.
yaaassss.
lovbob
bobbie............that's so great for you......guess we won't hear from you for a few days......;)
miz....thinking about you everyday and sending prayers for peace.
ppj and BonnieO......as bobbie says we worry about you and maybe we can give you some words of encouragement.
christina......keep us up-to-date with tsunami news.....hope you are okay?
isn't there one of us in San Diego...........or was I having a senior moment?
Gotta go shower now and play in the make-up so I can go sit in the dentist office and wait.
Love and Hugz to all of you...
Jam
Chillout, reading your posts: I go through the same with my Mother. If she is asleep by 8:30 pm and sleeps until 3 am, I feel as if I am on vacation. I am happy for you that you are getting some sleep. Don't get your hopes up that it will last. Sorry to be realistic, but I find with this caregiving lifestyle that the best motto is "expect the unexpected and roller coaster turmoil".
As long as the UTI's are handled, Mother is pretty good--for someone who cannot do the following without assistance: walk, eat, go to bathroom, take a shower, get dressed, do anything by herself except whine. Luckily the weather has been very nice the last two days of finishing up construction, and caregiver took her outside for majority of day while I cleaned the house. I told cg to give her some of the iced Green Tea with Splenda and lemon and pretend you are at a resort. Couldn't get Merry Maids or anyone to come out until Monday. What else is new? I'll just frickin do it myself, as with everything else, so it will get done RIGHT and EFFICIENTLY. Miz, I have not focused on the 'mold posts', but I hope you and hubby take it seriously--the clean up is dangerous and you have to wear good masks, gloves, get rid of damaged drywall, etc. Just as one would have a mechanic look at a used car you want to buy, please have a mold specialist/contractor look at house you are serious about.
Pirate: this too shall pass. I'm still waiting top hear from you about lunch. Coming up to your neck of the woods next week for a job. Oh, how a CPK salad and a glass of Chardonnay would be heavenly to share with a caregiver bud:)
Mardi Gras! Ted, I am jealous. We don't have that HERE-lol--but I guess we can't have everything. I love the Saints, and long for the day I can visit New Orleans and all the lovely places in the south. Sweetest people in the world.
Jen--you are so funny and a survivor. YOU should have your own reality show.
Speaking of: Bobbie, I know it is tv. I recorded the show and watched it. Loved seeing YOU, you wonderful lady. I can't stand hype or anything wasting my time, but I understand doing a job. I know people need distraction and entertainment(?) or else there is nothing to compare your life to. Or something.
I am waiting for the morning I wake up to hear that Charlie Sheen was making a point and all is well, or that he is gone.
Glad we are past the drama of Brittney Spears, Lindsay Lohan, and Paris Hilton--but I'm still furious that, thanks to PH, every time I go to a department store, market or restaurant, there is someone who wants to bring their little yapper in with them, like a dog is the same as child. NO, it isn't. And caregiving for an old demented person is NOT the same as caring for a BABY!
Hey Jam, maybe you could get matching disposable underwear for col's doggie, then she could save them together.
For those of you having issues with brothers, sisters, in-laws, children: I hear you. Life is just not fair, and there are random weird things that happen with people. No matter how you raise your kids, one of them can hate you and blame you for everything that goes wrong. Perspective is an isolated thing. We don't know everything about everyone, even our relatives. The best we can do is have compassion and acknowledge someone's pain, defend our rights to live in peace in our own homes, and get a restraining order or call the police if someone intrudes in our lives. Some things you have to put effort into if you want to maintain life as you want it. Do what you can to protect yourself, and be as kind to the crazies as possible. Take the offense and be in control. Otherwise, you know...
I am missing the incomparable HB, Ditto Deefer, Maxine, my sweet LindaHeart, my BFF Truecolors, the Glamorous and Gracious southern Belle: Peachie Weachie. Love you all, think of you all day long, wonder how you're all doing. I am just fine, thank you.
Hugs, Christina
It's 7:15 am here in CA, and warnings are for 11:30. I may drive to cliff area that overlooks the ocean in Laguna Niguel, just for the fun of it later. I'll let you know. Newport Beach is where they get it worse because of the topography.
Don't rock the BOAT!!! Whoo Hoo!!!!!
Earthquake is horrible and angels to the people suffering.
Nik is the man who shared my life for a long while and who actually had the nards to come to where I was on the east coast with mom and help me.
His father died about a month or so after my mom died and we have not seen each other for over 10 months. It's been a tough bunch of years for both of us and now he is here, loves the boat and the Cat. The Cat is asleep on his shoe. he is asleep in my bed, beat from all the driving.
more later, angels to Miz and everybody,
lovbob
(Ted is rolling his eyes. I love it when he does that. heehee)