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I could open up a shop with that name, come on by the Sick n'Tired today, we have a special on bubble bath and bon bons!

My hubby has been ill. More clots, blood sucks, or at least his does. I know I'm tired of this I can only imagine what's going on inside his head. Admittedly he's bordering on depressed again. It started a few weeks ago, he got a clot. It got better, tweak in the meds, it was "superficial"...whatever. It got better after a week of being uncomfortable. He was on the mend, back to himself. This past week, HELLO CLOTS, nice to see you again NOT!

And they are on the move, we had the calf, the knee, and now the thigh and hip area. He's got the chest pain, typical for him when he's having a bad time of it. His factor levels are ok, so he should be breaking them up. He's not. He can't walk or drive or move much without pain and did I mention the swelling.

It just isn't fun for anyone, stressful for all of us, routines must change and he doesn't feel good. Let's just not talk about money either, have some faith I know, it'll be ok....I'm letting go and letting God, well at least I'm trying to give me that:)

Got a busy weekend of kids stuff ahead of me and though I enjoy all of it, I'm longing for a respite. Just to be with the family with no agenda, no have to's to worry about. I'm whining now.

It should be a gorgeous weekend here, in the 80's sunny, and bring on the heat! I'm ready!

Spring seems late doesn't it, and we'll have a little summer preview this weekend, yehar!

Lots of love to each of you!

You know when someone says something to you that you don't understand and they refuse to clarify and just smile....and you have an overwhelming urge to SLAP them? Come on you know the feeling I'm talking about, today that was me and FEDEX LADY.

Now I like her, known her for years. Today she's dropping off and I go up to sign and she says to me, "hey YOU LOOK Different" and she's just looking at me. Doesn't say, you look nice, or pretty, or did you get your haircut (which would have been ok since I DID)...just says THAT. AND STARES. She even looked at my midsection!!! HUH Do I look fat, preggers, not like my dress WWWHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT???????


I reply: Different? I look Different? I got my haircut, is that what you mean?

FEDEX: no response, just looks, half smile glance down to midsection and up****

I reply: What, what do you mean different?

FEDEX: Have a good weekend lil'sis, cya!

I reply: *blink blink** mouth agape


WHAT THE HELL DOES "DIFFERENT" mean?

I'm going to make a real effort here to post regularly, I deserve to POST DAMMIT!

Even if it's small and relatively meaningless...here goes.

I was driving with the family to a dinner at friends house this past weekend, we turned off the main road towards the friends house and passed a home that was set back off the road a bit, many many clunkers in the yard, BBQ smoking and lots of people. Lots of kids....hanging from the tree was....wait for it....a child's carseat, rigged up with ropes and tied hanging from the branch...a makeshift SWING if you will...with 5-point restraint. I was aghast at first, then chuckled and I hear my older kids from the back of the minivan say, "hey look at that, they are resourceful!"

Only in the SOUTH.