Well, I am bored a thought I'd write a little before bed. Not much going on really. I still haven't crocheted anything and I haven't quilted either.
I did find out that one of my FB friends, that I have very similar interests with, including the diabetes, has a significant other and they are/were looking for a house together. Thankfully, he didn't know my feelings and it also took some pressure off of me to make a trip north.
Another FB friend got married and apparently he has married an insecure witch from hell because she started harassing me and telling me to stay away from her husband. I honestly never said anything that was a "come on". In fact, I flirted more with the old friend in the previous paragraph than this person. I knew he was getting married, wished him well, told him to tell her that I think she is a lucky woman and commented on how pretty she was when he posted wedding photos. I didn't even say anything about their age difference. She is 50, he is 40.
Looking very forward to the trip north next month! Unfortunately, its been shortened to 4 days down from 7. Friend's son is having his grad party the weekend before so friend wont' be able to leave until Monday. Then she wants to come back early so that she has a day off at home to get laundry and such taken care of. And I fully understand where she is coming from because I was like that in my working life too.
Weather has been very hot and humid lately. Supposed to have storms/rain tonight and be cooler. I certainly hope that it cools down before the 4th so that my niece doesn't have to try to march in parades. She passed out a couple of years ago during practice in the hot summer weather.
Sister has to have surgery on her foot after the holiday.
Dad's shoulder has been healed for a while now and he's been a little more independent, when mom isn't around. She is scared to let him walk by himself for fear that he will fall again. But its good to see him getting about and even going with mom to run errands.
I have a couple of doctor appts coming. First one is Monday with the diabetes doc. He wants to do a physical. EKG and all that stuff. The other one has to be rescheduled because it will interfere with the trip.
Haven't been back on the bike. I'm a little afraid to get back on it. Part of me wants to, part of me worries I will fall again. Took about 2-1/2 to 3 weeks for my knee to heal from the last fall.
Has anyone else on AOL had their CTRL+K disabled? Its supposed to bring up the keyword box and I used to use it religiously, but now it doesn't seem to be working. I know its not my keyboard. I use Windows Vista. Dad uses XP and it seems to work fine on there.
Getting very very tired of hearing about Michael Jackson. So little is being said about Farrah Fawcett and she is the one that fought the hard fight. Her documentary was very eye opening. I wasn't a great fan of hers either, but the documentary really made me appreciate her more. Here she is, a major celebrity being filmed while vomiting and shaving her hair, and just looking very sick. She wanted to be filmed at her worst to let people know what cancer is like. As for Michael Jackson? I think he is just one real nutcase. I remember the tabloids when they talked about him bleaching his skin, sleeping in the hyperbaric chamber, having the surgery to put the cleft in his chin...I don't know when he had the tatooed eyeliner and lipstick put on. I also think that he was guilty of the first molestation he was accused of and settled out of court. Why settle if you're not guilty?
Just very very tired of all of the media coverage about him. You can't turn on the t.v. without hearing something about it. American Idol is doing a tribute to him Monday, CBS's Sunday Morning show is going to do something on him, there've been two Dateline NBC's about him, and turning on FoxNews or MSNBC is just a big joke. Even the local news is filled with him because he was born and raised in Indiana. The mayor wants him buried in Indiana and wants to turn his former house into a "Graceland". Let me tell you, the house is NOT Graceland! Its a very, very small house. And Gary, Indiana has nothing to brag about. All I ever hear out of that city is the crime.
If Demerol is what killed him, I'm surprised that no one tried to give him something called Narcam. Supposedly, its given to people who O.D. on narcotics to bring them out of it.
Can't wait until its all over with and we can go back to life as usual.
Well, that's it. I'm still alive and relatively well. Hope all of you are too! :)
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