Thursday Thread
Annette: I laughed out loud at the antics of your seven fur babies, albeit the peeing on the stove was not in the least funny....bad cat bad cat! Do they do that out of frustration from lack of attention?
Anyway, the continuing saga of Annette and the 7 Black Cats would still make an awesome book.
Love ya, girl!
Pat R.
Anyway, the continuing saga of Annette and the 7 Black Cats would still make an awesome book.
Love ya, girl!
Pat R.
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Pat,
I have never had a well behaved animal. These monsters get plenty of attention, they are spoiled rotten.
My sister's pets were perfect and obeyed at all times. Until I visited. Then they turned into rascals and refused to listen.
Must be my aura or something. I bring out the beast in them. The stove attack brought out the beast in me.
How is the toe today? And the rest of your body too?

I have never had a well behaved animal. These monsters get plenty of attention, they are spoiled rotten.
My sister's pets were perfect and obeyed at all times. Until I visited. Then they turned into rascals and refused to listen.
Must be my aura or something. I bring out the beast in them. The stove attack brought out the beast in me.
How is the toe today? And the rest of your body too?

Annette:
If the foot, ankle and toes felt as good as the rest of the body I'd be
doing great.....honestly it's going to be a long process getting this sciatic nerve healed....The drop foot problem seems better a tiny bit each day.......If I were a "suing" person, I'd file against the surgeon for this happening during my hip surgery, however, that's not me, and I know he felt awful that it did happen....so we go forward one day at
a time. I think because I'm "an old lady of 70 1/2" my body probably
doesn't heal as fast as someone younger, so I just have to be patient.
I will be going to work on Monday and they've prepared me that my desk and table are overflowing, but I will handle it all in stride. Monday evening will also be support group and my friend and support group member, Tom, has already said he will help me get things to
the meeting and set up. I'm sure I will need a nap Monday afternoon
to recuperate from first day back to work.
Any word from your colonoscopy yet??
If the foot, ankle and toes felt as good as the rest of the body I'd be
doing great.....honestly it's going to be a long process getting this sciatic nerve healed....The drop foot problem seems better a tiny bit each day.......If I were a "suing" person, I'd file against the surgeon for this happening during my hip surgery, however, that's not me, and I know he felt awful that it did happen....so we go forward one day at
a time. I think because I'm "an old lady of 70 1/2" my body probably
doesn't heal as fast as someone younger, so I just have to be patient.
I will be going to work on Monday and they've prepared me that my desk and table are overflowing, but I will handle it all in stride. Monday evening will also be support group and my friend and support group member, Tom, has already said he will help me get things to
the meeting and set up. I'm sure I will need a nap Monday afternoon
to recuperate from first day back to work.
Any word from your colonoscopy yet??
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Done! Your Ticker:
Pat,
You have more ***** and spirit than many 40 year old people. We either get more patient or more impatient as we age. You are too sweet to get all hot and bothered at people.
I am waiting for the GI doctor to call me back. Trying to be nice and patient like you. Wanting to have a hissy fit though.
You have more ***** and spirit than many 40 year old people. We either get more patient or more impatient as we age. You are too sweet to get all hot and bothered at people.

I am waiting for the GI doctor to call me back. Trying to be nice and patient like you. Wanting to have a hissy fit though.
I guess mine are well-behaved compared to yours, other than the two piles of vomit ... I give them treats, they upchuck them right away. And the pile of poop on Wednesday night (well, at least it was right in front of the litter box ... it was close ... I think it was Nettie, because sometimes she gets spooked and runs out of there with it coming out of her butt).
Last night, after they got their treats and barfed, Scooter decided to pick a fight with Nettie ... then they kissed and made up. First, there was hissing and howling; then there was kissing and snuggling. Yeah, they hate each other.
Last night, after they got their treats and barfed, Scooter decided to pick a fight with Nettie ... then they kissed and made up. First, there was hissing and howling; then there was kissing and snuggling. Yeah, they hate each other.
Good Morning Jan & OFFr Friends,
Congrats on the sale of your home and being able to move forward! Hope this is a good sign and rolls Margo's way. . . As for the crackers, hmmm, like Karen said, each doctor is different, but be sure to chew them real, real well, wouldn't want you to feel any discomfort.
George, glad your auto bill was lower than anticipated.
The summer was long in coming, but has arrived in fury the last few days with the heat, humidity and storms here. . . Karen the daycare doesn't have ac?
Margo, hope that you get a real bite for the house and that you solve your moving dilemna.
As for me, I've been up since about 4, don't know why exactly, just woke up and snuggled close with my boy, Dillinger who let's me sleep in my bed. I am sure everyone is sick of the saga of me and Dillinger and while it will eventually end, I don't know if tomorrow will be the day, since starting him back on the once daily, low dose pain medication and the massages I give him every morning and night, he seems more like the dog I know and love, so while I am going to take him to vet tomorrow, I think I will be bringing him home, we will see what she has to say. Please know I don't want to keep him going for selfish motives, but I also don't want to give up too soon, he is eating and demanding his treats, the sad eyed look he had last week also is gone, so it's been a complete turnaround from last week. The possibility of Dillinger being with me longer makes me happy!
Again, thanks for all the prayers and well wishes from those of you who know what I have been going through.
Otherwise, today finds me going to work and coming home to my sister, who will be visiting with me and Dillinger for the weekend, tonight we will be going to my AA meeting, to celebrate my 22nd year of sobriety, I celebrated in my Women's group on Saturday evening, but this is an open meeting, what we refer to as a home group, and the main reason we celebrate is to show newcomers it can be done.
Ok, folks, I have to get ready for work, so have a great day!
Hugs, Laureen
Congrats on the sale of your home and being able to move forward! Hope this is a good sign and rolls Margo's way. . . As for the crackers, hmmm, like Karen said, each doctor is different, but be sure to chew them real, real well, wouldn't want you to feel any discomfort.
George, glad your auto bill was lower than anticipated.
The summer was long in coming, but has arrived in fury the last few days with the heat, humidity and storms here. . . Karen the daycare doesn't have ac?
Margo, hope that you get a real bite for the house and that you solve your moving dilemna.
As for me, I've been up since about 4, don't know why exactly, just woke up and snuggled close with my boy, Dillinger who let's me sleep in my bed. I am sure everyone is sick of the saga of me and Dillinger and while it will eventually end, I don't know if tomorrow will be the day, since starting him back on the once daily, low dose pain medication and the massages I give him every morning and night, he seems more like the dog I know and love, so while I am going to take him to vet tomorrow, I think I will be bringing him home, we will see what she has to say. Please know I don't want to keep him going for selfish motives, but I also don't want to give up too soon, he is eating and demanding his treats, the sad eyed look he had last week also is gone, so it's been a complete turnaround from last week. The possibility of Dillinger being with me longer makes me happy!
Again, thanks for all the prayers and well wishes from those of you who know what I have been going through.
Otherwise, today finds me going to work and coming home to my sister, who will be visiting with me and Dillinger for the weekend, tonight we will be going to my AA meeting, to celebrate my 22nd year of sobriety, I celebrated in my Women's group on Saturday evening, but this is an open meeting, what we refer to as a home group, and the main reason we celebrate is to show newcomers it can be done.
Ok, folks, I have to get ready for work, so have a great day!
Hugs, Laureen

My Mantra is that I do not determine my success by the number hanging in my closet, nor will I let the scale determine that success either. . . It is through trial and error I will continue to grow and succeed. . . Laureen
"Success is a journey, not a destination." Ben Sweetland
Jan and OFF friends,
Good morning to everyone. I hope you all have a great Thursday. Boy, the weeks sure do fly by.
I call the surgeon's office this morning after 9 a.m. and I'll get my surgery date! YA HOO! I'm thrilled.
Jan, congratulations on the sale of your house! I'm sorry to read that you haven't been feeling well. I PM'd you, but sounds like you've had your hands full with not feeling well and the sale of the house. Feel better real soon. Again, congrats on the sale of your house. Such exciting news!
Blessings and well wishes to everyone!
Debbie
Good morning to everyone. I hope you all have a great Thursday. Boy, the weeks sure do fly by.
I call the surgeon's office this morning after 9 a.m. and I'll get my surgery date! YA HOO! I'm thrilled.
Jan, congratulations on the sale of your house! I'm sorry to read that you haven't been feeling well. I PM'd you, but sounds like you've had your hands full with not feeling well and the sale of the house. Feel better real soon. Again, congrats on the sale of your house. Such exciting news!
Blessings and well wishes to everyone!
Debbie