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My deepest sympathy to the family and friends of George Carlin.   He will be missed. 

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Hi!

Thought I would pop in and try to catch up a bit here.

I've been having some post op complications, and am still trying to achieve the maximum balance between mental and physical health.  It's amazing how much these are intertwined.  It's not that I was unaware of this, it's just that I really hadn't had to apply it to myself in such an intense fashion.   It's very difficult for me to remain upbeat when I feel like hell physically, and very hard to feel well physically when I am not upbeat.  Kind of a catch-22. 

Summer has come to East Central Illinois.  The flowers are growing so fast, they seem to be exploding from the ground.  The farmers are out in full force, planting, or replanting as the case may be, after last month's non stop rain.  Lots of HUGE farm equipment going up and down the road.  The trees are full of leaves, and the peonies are are in full bloom.  The lilacs seem to be off to a slow start for some reason.   The bird feeders are full.  The cardinals are back.  The hummingbirds are thick this year, and the Blue Jays are out there, bossing all the other birds around.

School is almost out for the summer holiday.   That means the girls down the road will be asking to come over more often to play with Gretchen, my silly lovable Boxer.   They get a huge kick out of  her, probably due to her extreme wiggling abilities, and I get a kick out of watching them play with her. 

They don't seem as fond of the German Shepard or the Labradoodle that looks like a sheep dog now.  He needs a haircut.

The Draft Horse show is starting this weekend in Brocton IL.  I'm going to go.   I love those big gentle horses.   Their eyes are so expressive, with their long eyelashes, and the peaceful deep brown gaze that seems to say, relax.

There will also be lemon-shake ups!  Standard fare at any small midwestern outdoor summer celebration.  Yummy.

I hope all of you are doing fine.

bliss

Hi boys and girls!   I'm going to step away from my Multiply page for just a bit. 

I hope everyone enjoys the weekend.  Play safe!!

hugs, bliss

I've gone and done it.  I've crossed over to the Whine-y Side.

I'm not feeling so hot.  My sense of humor is shot to hell.  I can't even find the energy to get angry (my fallback position when humor won't motivate me).  I am tired of going to the Doctor.  I dont want to start chemo.  I want to stay curled up in bed, and be waited on hand and foot.  What's wrong with the world when a decent servant can't be had for free??  I can't even shave my own flipping legs!!  My hands and arms have bruises from the stupid needles, and my torso looks like a bad sunset.  I dont want anyone to see me!!  I miss Chris horribly.  I can't play with the dogs, they keep jumping on me.  I cant lift anything.  There's nothing on TV.  Whats the point of having all these channels when the programs on them are tailored for idiots??  I want my sarcastic, silly, kick ass self back, and all I have is this... this..... lump of a me.

Re-read the first sentence.  See??  Told you so!!!!

Surgery went well, altho I feel like the picture above. 

Couple dozen staples, some kick ass pain meds, an embarassing display of sheer stubborness when it came to staying put in bed, which involved 3 nurses, (it was the meds, I am telling you, they are wicked good), and I'm home!  

More later, when I can actually focus on........   OH looky, aren't my fingers funny???

~blissy~

Well, here I am, showered to hosp. specs..

No mousse or anything in my hair.

No lotions or creams on my skin.

Nothing in my stomach.

Lets picture the rest, shall we kids??

This will be me, waiting.

Whoo Hooo, getting called for surgery!!!

Post op.

Feeling a little high from the meds.  Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Um, alll better!?

Have I mentioned that I am a little scared??

See ya'll in a couple days.  Time to go!!!!!

~bliss~

Okay kids.  Found this when I was goofing around yesterday.  I laughed so hard I had tears in my eyes.  Hope it gives you all a good laugh as well.  Happy Thursday!

Those of you who have read my blogs, or my replies to your blogs, or almost any of my comments and/or notes, you know that I am a, well, 'creative' speller.  If it wasn't for my handy dandy, trusty dusty dictionary, I would be lost.

Unfortunately, sometimes lugging around a big old honkin' leather bound dictionary isn't very handy dandy.  At times like this, I just roll the dice, and hope the word I am sounding out like a 2nd grader comes out halfway resembling what I want it to.

Case in point.  I was filling out a form this morning, and I didn't know how to spell "periodically", (-roid, or -riod).  I stood there, saying it over and over, slowly, stretching it out, saying it again, trying to sound it out  (I am sure I looked like a ninny, and probably scared some of the people around me) and finally wrote what I thought was correct.

When I came home, I went straight to my dictionary, and tried to look it up.  ITS NOT THERE!!!  There is no "period" or variation thereof!!!

Does this mean what I think it means??  Should I be boiling water and ripping up sheets, for whatever reason people boil water and rip up perfectly good sheets?  Am I about to be Auntie to little Thesaurus or Glossary?

I'm going to put the dictionary on a pile of blankies.  Maybe it will make a nest, and take care of all this while I am mowing the yard.

It's staring at me with a resentful look.  Ok, I will get it some ice chips, but then I am OUTTA here!

It's been a busy time here in blissy land.   Packing, getting myself together and lined out to start my new job, getting ready to be gone for 6 weeks or so.  Very exciting stuff.  

I've gone thru my stuff, and for the most part, decided what should stay behind, until the house sells, and what should go to Maine.  I've taken a bunch of books to the library, and clothes to the Salvation Army (two places that ALWAYS need donations). I have people on my friends list that drive for a living, and they have been so generous with their time, helping me thru my nerves, and giving me advice on what I will and wont need.  I'm packed.  Ready to go.  Ready to get started.  Ready to move.  Leaving for orientation on Sat.

Well.

Last week, I went to visit my Dr. to see if this small annoying problem I've been having could be stopped, slowed, or cured.  I was scheduled to have some tissue samples taken.  They took them.

Tuesday I got my results back.   The Dr. was very patient with my temper tantrum, denial, yelling, gesturing, deal making and finally tears.  For those of you who keep track of such things, Tues the 6th  shall henceforth be known as "Throwing Everything Not Glued Down" day.

Friday the 9th I go in for pre-op stuff, blood work, and typing, in case I need blood during surgery.   I have all sorts of meds I need to take to bring my blood pressure back up, to help prevent infection during surgery.  (Anytime skin is opened during surgery, there is a risk of infection, so this is sort of a preemptive strike I guess.)  Blah blah blah.

Dr. is giving me a week on said blah blah blah meds, then on the 16th, I go in for surgery, followed by a few short rounds of chemo.

So.

Here I sit, looking at a 6 week delay in getting going.

I feel like my life has spiraled completely out of control.  Uprooted. It took me so long to get my CDL. I got the job I wanted.   I was weeks away from being able to move.  Days away from starting work.  Driving.  

Goals reached and  realized.

Now this.

Believe me, I have been told that my health is important, and that it may be for the best to have this happen before I started my job.  At least it will be out of the way and, hopefully, I wont have to worry about it in the future. 

I know that in each life a little rain must fall.  I understand this, and most of the time, I accept it.  Ok, well, I pout, but I do realize there isn't much I can do about it..

I am seriously starting to wonder exactly what type of precipitation is falling on my life, because it sure as hell doesn't feel like rain.

Hi!  Here are some inspirational posters I was sent yesterday.  I know a couple of these have been around for a while, but there are some here I haven't seen before, and I thought I would share.   Hope you get a chuckle. 

~bliss~

                 And my personal favorite,

Hi!  This picture is not me, but it IS my new haircut!  This afternoon I went from middle-of-my-back length hair to the picture above length hair.  It feels so strange, but I LOVE IT!!!  It will be much easier to take care of when I start driving as well.  

My head feels about 20 pounds lighter.

This is another new thing I did today!  Its time for me to quit smoking.  My last attempt to quit was miserable for me, and everyone around me.  This time, I am getting some help.   

I start patching in the morning, so tonight I am gonna smoke em up! 

I was told to look at my habits, like when I smoke the most, and have some type of stand-by ready.  I have armed myself with drinking straws to chew on when I am sitting at my computer, sugar free suckers, for when I am reading, and Werthers hard candy for when I am driving.  Those are the 3 main times I smoke.  

Hopefully, these substitutes will help.  

I have a job offer.  I need to get some things out of the way, then I am off for orientation.  I will be gone 6 weeks.  I'm thinking about renting a laptop from one of those Rent to Own places, till I can get one of my own.  We'll see.

That's my news for today!  I hope everyone is doing well, and had a great day.  

I'm going to go play with my hair, make it spikey....  lol lol

Well boys and girls, I did it.

I passed the CDL test this morning with flying colors.  

I NEVER have to go back to that stupid college, EVER EVER again!!!!!

Whoooo hoooooooo!!!

Now that I actually have a CDL licence number, I need to go back to all the applications that I have partially filled out online, and add that little piece of info, and see what happens.

Lots of construction companies are looking for drivers for the summer months around here.  One very local one starts off at 20.00 per hr.  I haven't made that kind of money since Alaska.

Thank you for all the support and comments that have been left during this VERY trying time.  I got thru it, and now its over, and I'm NOT looking back.

Well, except for my plan to burn the Technical building to the ground at the school.

THEN, I wont look back.

~wink~

Well, I just got done with a conference call with the head of HR, the Vice Prez. of the school, and the instructor that I had the complaints about.  I was a little leery, because they had me repeat everything that I had told them earlier, about the illegal goings on, the fact that I was making a 90 mi. round trip drive everyday, to only get 4 hrs. of instruction, because my instructor has other obligations, etc. etc. etc.   But I repeated everything, was called a liar by the instructor, so I told HR & Vice Prez. who I had talked to at the Sec. of State's office to obtain my information, and told them to call her.  Instructor shut right up.

Starting tomorrow, I will get everything that I demanded, and threatened legal action over.  My old instructor back, and full 8 hr. days, to name just a couple of things. 

I'm very happy I've gotten what I wanted.  Im still frustrated that I had to go to such lengths to get what I am paying for.

WTF????   Vice Prez just called me, and said my instructor who was in the voice conference earlier, still has other obligations, so he wont be able to put in full days.   That means, the new class that has come in will get my instructor (just reassigned to me) in the afternoons.  No 8 hr. days.

Somebody is going to die a slow painful death.

I mean REALLY!!!!   WTF?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!?!?!?

Judge Awards Heather Mills Writing Credit On 'Eleanor Rigby'

April 10, 2008 | Issue 44•15

LONDON—In addition to the $48.6 million in child support recently awarded Sir Paul McCartney's estranged wife, Heather Mills, the 40-year-old activist announced Tuesday that she has successfully sued the legendary former Beatle for a writing credit on the classic 1966 song "Eleanor Rigby." "After being married to Paul for six long years, I have as much of a claim to that song as he does," Mills said of the pop masterpiece penned two years before her birth, which will henceforth be credited to "Mills-McCartney-Lennon." "But I'm not going to back down until I get everything I deserve, and that includes recognition for the guitar solo on 'While My Guitar Gently Weeps.'" A spokesperson for Mills said that the former glamour model will seek further damages in the form of having herself Photoshopped into all existing images of the iconic 1969 Abbey Road album cover.

Failed my test today.

Ran into my old nemesis, the orange cone.

I'll  try again next week.

i haven't been here much lately.   i have had 400,000.000 (yes i counted) things going on.   Tomorrow is it.   The day.   Please keep your fingers, toes, eyes, or whatever is comfy for you, crossed, that i get this done, and done properly.  

I am all studied out.  If you had told me 1 yr ago that i would know what a pitman arm, steering ring knuckle, drag link, fifth wheel, weight per tandem etc. was, by rote, i would have laughed.   I knew blood pressure, sugars, heartbeats, pressure points to stop bleeding, cpr, brainwaves of a coma patient, how to treat each physical therapy patient, CAT Scans, chemo, and a host of other bodily functions. but not to check steering linkage in a truck for missing, lose, or damaged parts.

Here is hoping tomorrow goes well.  

Hiya'll

Sorry I haven't been in touch with most of you like I should.   Things are completely flipping insane here right now.    Last night I was so tired I was asleep by 6:00 pm or so.   Of course I was back up in a couple of hours with dreams from hell, but I did get to bed early........

Don't really know what to say here.   Just stressed, not feeling well, have found out without a doubt that shooting people, no matter how badly they need it, is really really illegal!!   How unfair.

I will be back to my normal (well, normal for me) self soon.   I do want to thank those good friends who have made suggestions, given me helpful hints, and taken their time and energy to help make my life a bit better.   Its so very appreciated.

Please be well A/all, i will be back soon, badder than ever.   I promise.  Or I threat.  Depends on your point of view.

~chuckles bitterly, and cleans my .45~

P.S.  How much damage can a .45 shell actually DO to a chicken who is roaming free, making the dogs bark, which makes the neighbors complain, which pisses me off, and increases the speed in which i dismantle and reassemble my firearms?   Just wondering......

Maybe a good spanking is in order.   Just a thought.

Ok, another pet peeve of mine.  Spell check.  Ok, if I DONT know how to spell it in the first place, how am I supposed to know which is the correct spelling on the list???????

F*ck me running.........

Hi boys and girls, fans and friends, and others.

I am officially back home. 

I had a wonderful time in Maine.  I can't WAIT to go back.  In the meantime, I have lots to get organized.  Re-packing.  Moving. 

Stuff.

Anyone good at "stuff"?   Wanna come play??  

~wink~