Mrs Groovy

Other meds didn’t work, trying a second type. So far so good… I havent gotten sick from them yet. Are they working…. um no, not yet. He said there was one other to try then he’d have to send me elsewhere for help. Not going to happen.

I actually considered inpatient. I laugh, now. Well, giggle really.

We have a family member on meds… on the husband’s side. His parents talked about it. Let’s just say, “they don’t get it”. So I’ll just be quiet over here.

Per usual I wasted the summer.
School starts the 31st. Let’s see how it goes.

I used to be here but now I’m not,
nobody cares, at least, not a lot.
I’ve put up the walls and I’m closing the door
I’ll be inside myself once more.

Have to go to the dr today. Not happy about it and wishes it didn’t have to happen. But I don’t think my meds are working for me anymore. I am going to bite the bullet and ask to switch up. Switching meds is a scary thought… the side effects, the weaning off one and going onto another is just an icky mess that I’d rather do without but after years of being on the same pill it just isnt working for me anymore. My good days are not even close to outweighing the bad days…..

We had my in-laws and my Mom over for father’s day. We also threw in my husband’s birthday. We all have a very pleasant time and my MIL and I have made plans for the kids, her and I to go to the local roller skating place sometime next week. I haven’t been skating in years so I hope I can still do it.

My inlaws will be coming over Thursday to help my husband put up this kickbutt new curved shower rod my Mom got my husband. My husband rarely does anything install wise without his Dad nearby. The kids also have dentist appointments and the inlaws wanted to go to lunch as well. So Thursday will be a busy day.

That’s about all I can come up with…

Bullet style -

• My son hates karate and so do I. It isn’t like before when we went. For one thing Mr C is a fake and no longer even cute. I think he shaves his eyebrows, who does that?
• he took his IRI and aced it. We both walked out of there beaming!
• the daily medication he’s taking can cause depression (gee thanks) He has been much more moody and clingy. We’re I’m just watching him and we’ll I’ll take it from there.
• I know he’s lonely and missing kids his age. Its so hard to reach out… must work at it harder.

• My daughter is doing pretty good. I know she too misses her friends and she tries to keep in touch with them but its just harder now.
• We went shopping to the “big mall” just her and I. We went to the book store. We might have liked to look around more but we had Duke and 7lbs of dog is a lot heavier on your shoulder than one would think.
• She got High Honors for last semester. In turn she was able to take an extra class and she’s taking video production. Pretty cool!
• She’s still my girl though… she is me at her age mood and outlook wise. Maybe even a little more jaded. But she’s me alright.

• My Mom is doing well. I’ve gotten back in the habit of not calling as often or visiting daily. I don’t want to get back in that habit. She’s off oxygen which is really good.
• I’m spending the day with her Saturday, helping her put up some curtains and doing her taxes.

• The dogs are the dogs. Duke is fitting in nicely if you consider being a huge trouble maker fitting in.

• The husband is the husband. Working too much for nothing. Not home often enough.

• Me, I’m me. I have ups, I have downs. I was sick and I am well. I am stressed and overwhelmed on any given day and some days are just so good and so much fun being with my kids.
• I took my MIL to buy a wii and wii fit because “we own one”. The kids and I helped her hook it up and spent the afternoon with them. It was enjoyable.
• I’m walking almost every day again, mostly in the evening. The kids put in a movie we can all watch and I walk and watch with them. Its a nice distraction. I’ve also managed to get my laptop on there a couple of times.
• I am not weighing myself and I haven’t changed my eating habits a whole lot. I’m working on it…
• I’m happy… I’m sad. I love my life and at times wonder what it’d be like if it were different. I love my family and they annoy me beyond belief.

That’s it… living life as it happens. One day at a time, trying to make it through the rough times and sailing through on the good times. Looking for the next smile and being thankful for the current smile.

Today was doing its very best effort to screw with me, but you know what? I beat the day. Woke up at the crack of too dang early (5:30am) so I could go to work with my husband. You know because I love him and I’m so nice like that. I didn’t ride in with him, I took my own car because I was going to be leaving before he would be leaving.

Well, that didn’t work out and we ended up leaving at the same time which makes me so mad because we just wasted a ton of gas. Then he ended up having to go back so we basically made three trips when we could have just made one. Wait… there is more. On the way home a truck threw a huge rock at my window and left a grapefruit size smashed spot. Lovely. Made me so mad.

I went with him back out to his store and on the way back home from the third trip out we got a flat tire on my husband’s car. We ended up trying to fill it twice before we just gave up and changed the tire on the side of the road. Not so horrible when it isn’t 95 degrees outside. Wait… one of the lug nuts broke off too!

But in the end, neither of us freaked out or got mad and we’re both pretty dang happy just to be home. The best part, we’re still all lovey dovey and snuggly too. Oh and he took tomorrow off so he could take the car into the guy who put the new tires on it so they can fix it, which means I get him home with me tomorrow.

My son gaggin in the kitchen…. “what’s wrong?” “ummm Kirby just licked the blood off Diva’s butt.” Gag gag gaggg!

My daughter is tired of Kirby sitting at her door looking at Diva like he wants to … well you know. Kirby got some type of “substance” on my daughter’s pants which further pisses her off. Kirby follows Diva with his nose in her butt. Normally Kirby never goes in my daughter’s room and he never lets Diva anywhere near him.

Kirby sprawls out on the floor licking himself until a monster purple THING is stuck in the out position. Then tries to walk around, but his back is all hunched. My daughter and I always push him over- serves him right for being nasty. My son he says, “Don’t look at Kirby Momma cause he’s embarrassed. My husband… he usually says something about a purple nurple. ick.

My daughter putting Diva’s undies back on saying, “you know these are kind of like a chastity belt huh?” Yes, and I’m glad you know what a chastity belt is, dear.

The best one yet… We’re all going to bed last night when Kirby was stalking Diva and Diva was all flaunting herself to Kirby… my husband yells, “YOU go lay down and go to bed and YOU go get some underwear on.”

Kirby is fixed by the way….

Diva will be very soon….

Louie couldn’t care less.

Louie was fixed as a puppy so he never got a taste of dog muff, but Kirby on the other hand was a stray and I know that boy got his groove on. I wish we could let Diva have puppies once but my husband would crap a brick. Poor Lou doesn’t even lift his leg when he pee’s. He’s not a real man but it’s all good, I love my Momma’s boy.

Absolutely grossed out now? I know I am. Is this the second week or the first still? Ugh! You pick though… period for only three weeks a year or once a month for a week each? I’m picking the three weeks.
Still no fridge, this is sucking. Sometime next week and only an additional $150… probably. It is 92 today and I’m filling our pool. I mowed the yard day before and got a pretty good sunburn. I’ve got a crick in my neck that’s killing me and something is diggin in my yard and it is pissing me off.

Done