A school play

Jeffrey is one of the lead players in his high school musical, Zombie Prom. It was really cute to watch. The female lead has a beautiful Disney voice and could easily sing Belle or Ariel's parts. Jeffrey played Joey, the Zombie's best friend. There was lots of singing and dancing. Jeffrey cut his beautiful red hair into a buzz for his 50's look but says the girls like it better because it is soft when they pet his head. His dance partner is a cutie but "taken" according to Jeffrey. For someone who is taken, they sure text each other a lot.

Solo business trip

I went to Atlanta last week to learn how to use the data we get from our Smart pumps (for I.V.'s). The workshop and accommodations were at the Airport Marriott. I've stayed at Marriotts three times when the hospital has sent me on a trip. This one was the lesser of the three. One of the things I look forward to in these hotels which are too expensive for me to use on my own dime is the bathroom, but this was just a regular hotel bathroom. The bed was as soft and nice as usual. I thought I would like it better to go alone than to go with someone else so I could do what I want when I want. It may have been more fun with someone else but I got more work done and rested more on my own. Landing during a tornado watch was something I'd like never to do again. They'll have to clean my seat on the plane.

My personal barometer

Here is my theory about my chronic pain issues. I believe I have so much scar tissue from multiple surgeries and sinus infections that it hurts like a (cover your ears Ma) mother-fucker when a big storm is coming. Yesterday, I was actually blazing along writing my paper that was due last night when all of the sudden, the chronic tolerable pain turned into panic-stricken-should-I-just-throw-up-now pain. I was taking Lortab and phenergan, holding an ice bag to my pounding skull and face; then taking a nap with a warm spice bag across my face. Needless to say, I did not get my paper finished. The chronic fevers usually don't bother me as much as the pain but I have been febrile for at least a week and it wears me out. Hot cold, hot, cold, chills, sweats; pick a temperature and just go with it....

Wicked Wife

This is probably under the heading of too much information, but Mike has the most amazingly sensitive nipples and I don't mean in a way that turns him on. But more in that his nipples are ticklish. It is like goosing him if you tweak them, so naturally when I am feeling impish, I sneak up on him and tweak them. The other day when Mike was lying in bed, Misty climbed up on him and started nibbling his chin which is rather adorable. I went into the other other room and heard a loud whoop (or some other unintelligible word). Misty had nipped his nipple. The wicked part of me just loved that.

Is my beagle a puppyphile?

Scout and Misty are having great fun chasing each other around the house. I am a bit concerned that Scout keeps wearing this maniacal doggy-grin and trying to hump Misty. Jeff thinks he may be a pedophile but I think he's into puppies.

Give her an inch, she shits in your dining room

When we got Misty, they gave us a dog training book which suggest having her on a 6-foot leash when she is not in her crate so you can "immediately correct bad behavior". She's been such a good girl, that I have been lax and just keeping a close eye on her. Apparently not close enough. I just cleaned up a little doodie in the dining room.

Controlled Chaos

Misty and Scout have become fast friends, but I swear Scout has also nominated himself as her mentor. When we are trying to get her to pee outside, Scout will come out and show her what to do. Scout also puts her in her place when she gets too exuberant. Scout and Misty must have chased each other around the house for two hours straight today. I though Scout was going to have a heart attack from all of the exertion. He's not a young dog anymore (he's six). Misty nips at Scouts lips, then they run like mad until Scout bowls her over with his paw. She is darn near potty trained except when I read her signals wrong. I had her in the bedroom with me and she was whining. I thought it was because she wanted to be with Jeffrey, but it was because she had to pee. What the hell, the carpet needed cleaning anyway.