time marches on...

Last night my little girl had a babysitting job till 2 am. After she got the kids in bed she got lonely and started texting me. We "talked" for hours. It was so nice...

My girl is growing up. She is funny as hell and quick as a whip. She made me laugh, really laugh over and over.

I miss my little bundle of baby. I miss picking out her clothes and brushing her hair. I miss fixing easy problems, like skinned knees and missing dolls. Now the problems are hurtful comments by friends and boys breaking her heart.

But I wouldn’t miss this opportunity to get to know the young woman she is becoming.

Snow Day

Yesterday was the heaviest snowfall we have had all winter. It was also the day we buried my godfather and sweet uncle. He has suffered for eight years with a horrible debilitating disease that killed him slowly, one day at a time. He also snowplowed these roads for over 20 years.

It was a lovely way for him to say good bye...

the definition of my life...

pa·thet·ic (p-thtk) also pa·thet·i·cal (--kl) adj.

1. Not checking your cell phone for 14 hours and jumping right up to see who texted you.

2. Discovering not a single person has...

Dinner time conversation…

"What is that?"

"Your dinner."

"Well, you can keep making it if you want, but can we call for the pizza now?"

How’s that healthcare reform coming along?

Yesterday I spent the entire day, from 9am till 5pm, going to doctors. I had drops and pokes and tests where I stared at flashing lights till my eyes watered.

The conclusion...I have ocular hypertension. Same diagnosis as two doctors ago.

It doesn’t seem to be affecting my optical nerve (no immanent blindness, yeah!) but it can not be allowed to just go on. Besides the usual nerve damage and resulting glaucoma. I could also have vessel damage that would cause small aneurysms and blindness.

So, a lifetime of eye drops is in my future. They will control my pressure, but they will also change my eye color. My beautiful hazel eyes, that turn greenish when I cry, will become brown. Probably an ugly dirt brown, not even something chocolaty and lovely.

I paid all these doctors a co-pay of close to $50. Then I paid for special glaucoma tests that made my eyes hurt and tear. Then I paid an outrageous co-pay for prescription eye drops that I used for two days and was told to not use anymore. Today I will pay another ridiculous co-pay for more drops to "try"...

My husband says that no one can put a price on being able to see, but I think they are getting pretty close to mine.

I luv ya babe...

“That is why I don’t like to tell you about man work, you ask dumb woman questions."

…crockpot oatmeal...good morning delicious...

How does time go so fast...

My 12 year old daughter was on the phone last night with a boy.

An eighth grader.

A cute, blue eyed, blonde boy.

A 13 year old.

Did you get all that?

A 13 YEAR OLD.EIGHTH GRADE.CUTE BOY.

When the hell did that happen........

I couldn’t make this shit up...

I took a call today at work, that was typical of the crazies that I deal with on a day to day bases. It was a little old lady with a bit of a sing song-y voice with just a hint of Long Island accent.  She called last week and had given me a 15 minute (detailed) description on the books she had out and that she might not get them done before the due date and if they were late she would feel horrible and she loves to go to the fair and she used to have a little dog and she doesn’t get out much anymore and you see how this went.

Well, she called again today because, you guessed it, she did not get the books done. I told her I would be happy to renew them for her.

“Thank you sweet heart...I just know I won’t make it over there...I have something on my toe...I’m just not sure what it is..."