Fantasy 50

It's February already and as the five of you who are following my blog can tell, I simply don't have "blogging talent."
I am, however, writing today as it is a day worth remembering. Today is my last day in this half of a century of living. My last day as 49. Tomorrow, if I awaken in the morning, I will have lived a total of 50 years.
I think that one has to take note at 50....what have I done in half a century? Have I earned my place on this planet? Will this be the midway point in my life or will it be just a year or two short of the finale?
I think I have done good during these 50 years. I guess one would have to ask the people in my family if their world is a better place because of me being in it. I believe most would say yes.

I still have a list of things I want to do. It's not a bucket list. It is a fantasy list.
Some of you who are reading this know about things on my list.
Amazing at 50 that the list is longer than it was at 40.

I do not want to sky dive. I do not want to go deep sea fishing. I do not want to be an astronaut. I do not want to win the lottery.

But my list..my fantasy list...is a long one. And if you are reading this blog....you probably know that you are on my list in some way.

Cheers and may all your fantasies come true.

Important blogging topics

I previously blogged about weight loss, political issues, sicknesses and in an earlier blog...poop. All topics were of utmost reading importance, but today is probably the only issue worth writing about.
Family.
I have all my family at home with me now....such an event rarely happens. And with the exception of a few rare moments, the promised time when they really LIKE each other has arrived. For years, as one kid or another told me how much they hated a sibling or two, I told them that one day they would be friends. I PROMISE, I said.
And it finally happened.
All of the kids in one house, sharing rooms, sleeping on floors, sofas and blow up beds....eating together, sharing bathrooms AND they are nice to each other. They are going out together. They are talking together.
I got the best present of all...Peace on my part of the earth and good will towards men.
Merry, happy and most definitely, good.

to blog or not

I have found out that I am most definitely not a blogger. I am seldom on the computer for anything social, and therefore can't imagine that anyone would have any reason to want to read about me.

None the less....today I have my Diane home from the Coast Guard for a week. I believe they own her while she is in active duty, so I thank the Guard for lending her to me for a week.

Last night of Hanukkah! We did not burn down the house, but had about 168 candles burning brightly. They even flickered like electric candles...go figure.

Lu comes in on Tuesday and Hugo on Thursday.

I have NOT finished my Christmas shopping. I have NOT decorated our tree. I have NOT made any christmas cookies.

I will finish the present I am making for Maggie...

On a separate note... my poor Lucky (unlucky if you ask me) has a ruptured disc and is in pain...crying pain.

So sad...it breaks my heart to see him hurting. So I went and bought a crate to put him in so he would move less and hurt less, but then it breaks my heart to see him crated and missing all the fun. Sigh....

relief

I hate fleas....truly.
Why do we still have fleas on these dogs? Exactly how much frontline, advantage, flea spray ...can one use?
Little tiny creatures climbing over my arms....I just changed the damn sheets and again...another flea.
Admittedly, they are moving slower as we approach winter. I can actually catch them on the dog. It's rather like flea hunting in s l o w motion. Die flea, die.
I think we are....

and now we take a commercial break to read my conversation with my jojo! She is home from the hospital and feels like she was hit by a mac truck! Which means she is feeling...so...its all good!

thannk you so much for my box of fun treats
awww...you got them
got them yesteday before i left
im glad...
you home?
yes
feel good?
as of a few hours go
just dont let the dog lick your head
hes gonna want to lick your head so bad
no. feel lke i was hit by a mc truck
mac truck
ummm...you were hit by a mac truck
but Ill get there
i know
pretty much...
how are you
tonight i feel good..just got over a icky poopy and diarrheaic illness
but im all better tonight
uh that's the worst
how is the diet thing gign
yea..i win...
i had to stop the diet
i didnt poop for over 2 weeks
i stopped losing weight
woahh
tht's dangerous
my body stopped absorbing fluid...just went straight out of me
yea..im eating normally
K didn't poop for two weeks either
wsn't fun whne it finlly happened
i definitly understand that
and then i got the shits and didnt leave the bathroom for more than 20 min at a time in 36 hours
absolutely amazing
shit is a fun subject
one can feel like shit
bet you lost weight then
like you
one can not shit, and then feel like shit, like you
or one can not stop shitting and feel like shit, like you
so it all comes down to feeling like jojo after surgery
i'm bloated/constipated agakn stjpid narcotics'
exactly
thank g-d for stupid narcotics
shit jojo..had you come home earlier, i could have given you my shitty virus
then you would be flowing
so my luk
luck
sigh.....
just tell me when you want me to come and visit and bring you jocularity
we can talk about poop if you like
what is jocularity
humor

dark night..mare

I absolutely dread tonight. Tonight is Jon's big "Dark Night" production. He's written a play and it's being produced. Everyone in the family is supposed to be there....
but
I am sicker than a
normal sick person.
Mesfin is sicker than a
sick dog.
Allen has to go to a dedication at Piedmont hospital and may not make it on time.
Haley has to print her final project. She will be at school until midnight.
Steph is steph....
I have no clue who will be there for him.
He will be mad for years over this one.
I am too sick to try to make it. I can't get more than 30 feet from a toilet. Its like a really bad idea.
A super bad idea.

c-

I certainly don't earn an A with this blogging stuff. I can't imagine anyone being interested enough in my day to day musings to write every few minutes.
I'm on my bed, I'm in my kitchen, I ran into an old boyfriend, I went grocery shopping.

Today I have a few things to say. Important things.

http://current.com/items/91455495_ashley-payne-georgia-school-teacher-fired-for-photos-on-facebook.htm

A teacher was fired in Georgia for posting LEGAL activities on her facebook page. WTF? She is over 24 and has a few photos of herself and a glass of one sort of alcohol or another. Who gives a rats ass? Honestly. She is allowed to drink. Does anyone honestly think that teachers don't drink? Perhaps they are like tv personalities prior to Archie Bunker and don't use the toilet either.
And OMG...she went to Bitch Bingo. It's a legal advertised activity. Do people think that their high school students have never read or seen the word BITCH? Is that nasty word not used regularly in modern music? In music vids? In the mooovies????
Since when is a person fired for doing what is legal to do and allowing people to know that they are doing legal activities? Seems like a farce.
According to records, her students rate far ahead of the average in the system. Perhaps we should worry more about illiterate teachers and not so much about teachers who teach well...even if they are moral and live according to the law!

She blogs again!!!!!

She blogs....

I walked the 5 miles around Stone Mountain today to compensate for the 2 pumpkin pancakes I had at IHOP. Screw this optifast crap.

I didn't lose another pound during the second week; I actually gained one pound; my body turned gray; my intestines stopped (remember the joke about the asshole, well it's accurate); i looked and smelled like death; and did I mention that I didn't lose another pound!?!

So again, screw this optifast diet.

I began eating real food again, and the weight once again started to drop.

So I was at the dentist's office and met a woman who was going to an acupuncturist for weight loss treatments. I think to myself, "why not?" She said she lost 10 pounds in 2 weeks with needles and herbs. So I call the miracle worker and make an appt.

As she is sticking needles all over my head, ears, arms, fingers, legs and feet, I ask, "how does acupuncture work for weight loss." She says (and I kid you not), "if you are in less pain, you will exercise more." Duhh. Then I ask, "well, how does acupuncture work for pain reduction." She answers (and I kid you not)," the pain gets transferred from one area to another so you don't feel it in the same area." Well...just stomp on my damn foot for that one. I don't need 35 needles poking out of my skin for that one. She then leaves me in a room with soft chinese music on to "relax" with 35 fu***** needles sticking me in every imaginable piece of skin she could find. RELAX??????

Needles to say, I cancelled my next two appointments. I won't mention that I had holes in my skin for the next 4 days and scabs on my ears.

And stupidly I made an appt for Monday because she INSISTED that it DOES help and I WILL feel better. Am I gullible?

No...just dreaming and hoping for a magic miracle.