Oh My December! Where Did You Come From?

 Wow,
 It is December and I am still behind, I need to go back about 6 months and catch up with everything....

 This is a page I made for my Nephew Eddie and his lovely bride of (Not sure how many years now) Amy. I loved this photo she posted onto Facebook. It was a rare night out for Mom and Dad to be an actual couple. They went to a Christmas party and I was so happy for them to be able to get out there and just have fun... WTG Eddie and Amy... Get a sitter more often!

 So much has happened and yet not all that much at the same time. How can that be? LOL it just is. First of all we have moved!
 Yes no more apartment living. Now we have a 3 bedroom duplex. It is different than most duplex's in the layout. There is a block of 4 duplex's. Mine and one next to me separated by a garage so we don't have to hear our neighbor next to us and the two across the street is built the same way.
 I have met 2 of my neighbors and will meet the other family sometime soon.
 They are at work when I wake up and home later on in the evening and have children so they need to have family time.
 However I did meet the lady diagonally from me. I found out that the family across from me and next to her are her daughter, husband and grandchildren.
 The lady next to me is single and she works varied hours and I rarely see her come in or out but I love just sitting outside and I hear her in her own back yard in the evenings and weekends.

 I love our new house. It is simple, older and set into a really nice neighborhood. It also reminds me a lot of my first house when I lived in Nevada and I think that has a lot to do with how we feel about this house.
 Nathan was the first to point it out but I was thinking it as he said it. We had a 20x20 deck on that house that my boyfriend and the boys built and our back yard is not quiet that big but it is longer in length. Of course the yard in Nevada was huge but this one is just right.
 I have been planning my landscaping. Of course that is what I sit outside and daydream about. I have decided on Fire Cracker sun flowers....

This is the firecracker sunflower. Isn't it beautiful? It is also a dwarf so it will not grow overly tall but I will add some regular sunflowers in the back of these.

 They will go into the end of the back yard and across the fence line.

 I am also going to plant two different types of butterfly bushes....

This one is named Miss Molly..... It will grow really well but take up width so I will have to space this one. I wanted 3 but have decided on just having 2 of Miss Molly and in the spaces I will plant this kind of butterfly bush.....

This one is one of my very favorite. The Kaleidoscope..... I just love this one and believe it or not so do the bees.... So these will be planted at the far back of the yard. 

 And of course Snapdragons. I totally love Snapdragons. I prefer the tall ones but have better luck with the dwarfs. Then of course petunias. The more you pinch those the more they bloom, so I have lots of luck with my petunias.

 Jonathan asked if we could use one side of the concrete porch for strawberries and I had to burst his bubble... Uh No... Strawberries are great but I am not a fan of the tarantula. Tarantula and strawberries go hand in hand. They are not poisonous, but if you get to close to their strawberries they will bite. Usually it takes several years to attract them but I have seen a few in the first year patch.  Mostly they stay in the desert areas (the big ones) and love Arizona... but Texas this close to the Southern Border have them as well. Just not in abundance but since we have sandy soil the conditions are ripe for them most of the time.

 But I will compromise... I am going to order the hanging pot of strawberries. Just for him... it is a surprise.  

 One other thing that I love about my house is my bedroom. Located at the back and side of our home every night when I go to bed I hear a sound that lulls me to sleep and throws me back to a summer that my family spent in Marshall Texas not far from Shreveport Louisiana.

 My dad was working construction and he rented a 2 bedroom trailer house. Back then we did not stay indoors all day in front of the tv. We played outside. 

 The days were hot and long. Shade trees were not plentiful where we were located and neighbors were not close so we were a bit isolated but we could walk to a small store, go swimming at the small pool, get an ice-cream from Dairy Queen and my dads boss had 3 girls around our age not to far away from us.

 This trailer had a small alcove and a twin bed. The second bedroom had bunkbeds. I was the oldest and assigned the top bunk because my parents were afraid the other 2 would fall off. What happened was my 2 younger sisters ended up sleeping on the bottom bunk because the youngest was afraid to sleep by herself even tho we could probably reach out and touch her lol.

 So I ended up in the alcove and I loved it. At night we usually kept the windows open until it got really hot but I can remember loving that small bed and the window where I could actually look out at the stars.

 Early mornings I would wake up with my mom and dad. I would hear mama opening the door and letting our dog Rontu outside. Rontu was a Husky pure bred. We didn't have leash laws so he could roam around.  Daddy would call for him and let him back inside and go to work because Rontu would try and chase him to ride. He loved to ride.

 I was usually up by this time and as soon as daddy left mama and I would go and set on the small steps and watch the train go by. It got to the point that we knew the train schedule and sunrise was coming. We would sit there and count the train cars.... I have seen a lot of trains that had a lot of cars but I still think that those trains had the most. 

 I would go to sleep at night looking at the stars and waiting to hear the train whistle blow.... I would fall asleep listening to the clack clack clack of the train.....

 Here in our new house there is a train track not very far from us. I listen to the sound of the train whistle and the train going by. If I am lucky I do fall into sleep. It isn't close enough that I can hear the clacking but I have such great memories of that summer that it soothes me.

 It is now 7:00 am and I have to get my breakfast and insulin and start my day so I will close.... 

 Wishing you a wonderful day and will try to be back tomorrow.... I am not going to promise but I am going to try harder to sit down and blog something even if it is just a few lines.... Before I go I will share a couple of things I found online... BB

This one is really ME..... I found out that I am on the Naughty List on Facebook for Threatening to End Santa if he didn't bring me Lots of Chocolate.... LOL.... Have a wonderful day....

One Tired Old Girl Right Here

Celtic Dream by my friend Rosie in our private group. Photo is used by permission. Thank You for looking.

Hello,

 I made this page sometime late in 2017 but I never posted it. I actually forgotten about it. My friend gave me permission to use this photo and any others that I want to use. 

 This sun was actually just an element from the kit but I liked it so much that I turned it into a frame and just enlarged it. I think that it turned out pretty neat.

 I am going to be so tired today. I am going to try and lay down and sleep if I can after I finish this post. 

 I had two doctor appointments today. It was about 5 hours long with both of them, but the last one was scheduled for 2:30 but I didn't get home until after 5:00 and the traffic was horrendous. As always during rush hour.

 Anyway I am just so wired up so I cannot sleep. My leg is better and so is my neck but I am not about to go thru those shots again. No Way....  I still cannot walk really great with my leg but I have to try.

 I am losing weight. Karyn bought me a really nice pair of jeans for my birthday and I looked at the size and told her to return them that they wouldn't fit but she said just hang on to them mom, your losing weight. I said no way. But I must be because today when I put on a pair I normally wear they were loose. When I got out of the car at the doctor, I actually had to pull them up. So I will try the jeans on tomorrow.

 I am not going to be on long because as usual Google wants to drive me crazy as if I am not already half way there anyway. It refused to take my password. Now I have only had this password for three years.... but I ended up having to change it just so I could get online and check my email and blog. 

 I still cannot get comments on this blog. I am going to have to call and actually talk to someone because it just keeps sending me links to the help center that is not doing a thing to correct the problem. If I can get a real person to talk to I really hope that it is someone that speaks English so I can understand them. I am not trying to be rude but I cannot hear as well as I use to and people just talk to fast and I can't understand what people are saying.

 I would love to sit outside and have my morning coffee but the darn mosquitoes are snacking on me and eating me alive. It has been very aggravating.

 I had a lovely birthday. I will crop the pictures hopefully tomorrow of my gifts from Miss Edna. Thank you so much Edna, I love them all. I am having fun with the books and am using the bag and zip bag. I had a lot of compliments on it today!

 I am signing off and heading to bed. I hope everyone has a terrific Saturday... BB

I Love Autumn

This page is made with kits from Seriff Craft Artist. I bought them several years ago while I was in the Daisy Trail Group before they closed. Mixed and Matched.

 It is a gorgeous Autumn morning. It is 67 degrees outside my front door. Nathan is home from work today and when he wakes up from his nap he and I are turning off the air and opening windows and air out this musty house. It is a great day for doing so. Our highs are supposed to be in the 70's.

 Hurricane Michael is going to be one bad boy. People had plenty of time to get to safety and now it is too late to leave. Why people stay is beyond me. There are shelters now that allow people to take their pets if they have to evacuate. I understand that money could also be a problem, but at least get to higher ground if possible. It is those that I worry about. Not the ones that try to prove they are tough enough to weather all hurricanes. 

 I have been having problems with my left leg. I contacted my doctor and will be going on Friday. For now she is advising me to keep it elevated and alternate ice and heat. And stay off the computer. My chair is not very comfortable and the way that I bend it sitting could be aggravating the problem. I was afraid it was a blood clot but it is not hot and red or a knot so it is probably the way that I sit.

 My neck has felt much better since the injections and by me not sitting at the computer has helped as well.
 I did take Edna's advice and bought a surge protector so I can use the computer while I am in bed. It is not very comfortable tho as my mattress keeps sliding from the wall. But I might can get use to it in time.

 This will not be a very long post today as I have a lot I need to do. Nothing that requires walking but I need to sit down and pay bills and make some phone calls. It is really time consuming with the phone calls. 

 Take care and I will be back when I can. BB

Feelings And Other Things

I cannot put links to this kit as Patsy is away and I am not sure which stores this kit is in. But tomorrow I will add the links in a update. The name of this kit is Autumn Crisp. It was one of the very first kits she ever made and one of my favorites. And this is huge... Yesterday the page that I posted was also made from Autumn Crisp. I just had it in the wrong folder...

 Hi,
 I think that I have my comments fixed. It took me a long time reading the help sections, then asking questions, filling out a ticket for support but I actually think that I have it fixed. Gosh I hope so.

 Well the title of this blog is Feelings And Other Things. I guess that I should give a little background but regardless I am not even sure where to begin. Or even if I should begin at all but I do know that if I can write or journal about the things that bother me, it does help so I will try to at least word it all to where it makes sense. If possible that is.

 Ever since I was a little girl I have always worn my feelings on my sleeves. I was very timid growing up. No matter what happened I was always to blame. It just was a part of my life. 
 I grew up thinking that every action that caused a problem, somehow I was to blame for it.

 One of my earliest memories was when I was about 5 years old and my dad was working in New Mexico and he sent for my mom and my sisters and I to move to New Mexico.
 We went by train and it was the first long trip that I remember. If you know me then you also know that my parents were alcoholics. It was hard because I didn't understand. 
 I have never resolved my feelings over alcoholism. Oh my brain knows but sometimes my heart still doesn't understand the things that families, not just mine have endured growing up where alcohol was a normal living environment. In fact if beer cans and wine bottles didn't litter the tables, the floors, over flowed from the garbage can then something wasn't right. 
 That is just the way that it was. It was normal for our house to look like a bar at closing time. 

 Anyway back to my story. We caught a train and headed west. For me it was a big adventure. My sister Linda was around 3 and Susie was just an infant. In fact I am not even sure that she was born yet. If she was then she was just a tiny thing.
 On this train we had long bench seats and there was a dining car. I don't recall all of the details but I was able to sit by the window and I became very dizzy as the trees whizzed by. My mother made me stay there because she was talking to some men and another woman. Before long the booze started flowing. 
 Now I am not kidding when I say that my mom could not hold her liquor. 2 beers and she was tipsy, 3 and she was well on her way to drunk. And that trip was a very long one. Especially for kids who couldn't do much but sit and look out of a window. 
 I don't know how long it took us to reach our destination but I asked my older sister once and she said it was about 2 or 3 days because of layovers and stops to let others on and off so that is about right.
 We had a sleeper car and at some point my mother put Linda and I in it. She put me on the top and my sister Linda and my mother had the bottom. The thing was Linda wouldn't stay in her bunk. She kept leaving and my mom was too busy having a drinking party with her new found friends. 
 Now tell me, what in the world was a 5 year old going to do with a toddler? I was responsible for her. It was my fault she cried. It was my fault that she wouldn't go to sleep and it was my fault that some drunken man decided to lay down with us and get us to sleep.
 My mother didn't seem to have a problem with that and if she knew what he had done and I am sure that she knew when she sobered up then she would have blamed herself and not a 5 year old. 
 I am not trying to bash my mother. She and I made our peace a long time ago but this is just me reliving these memories because that was the beginning of my becoming even more withdrawn and timid as a child. 
 My mother was a wonderful woman, especially when she stopped drinking. It was then that we hashed out a lot of our demons I guess. The resentment on my end, especially when I became a mother. 
 I swore my kids would not grow up in an alcoholic home environment. That is not to say that I didn't on occasion have a glass of wine or a cold beer on a hot day or a Margarita with dinner. I did. But....
 Our bills were paid, there was food to eat, my kids didn't have to wonder if I would be passed out in the front yard or have the police bringing your mom or dad home because they were to drunk to get home on their own. 

 That train ride that should have been a great trip was a nightmare and the older that I get the more I am remembering things and I have been trying to block them but they keep coming. These memories that I try to shut away. 
 Sometimes I wonder if they are even real. Am I just thinking that I remember these things? Or did they really happen like my mind keeps re-playing? 

 I tried to protect my sisters from the various men that were invited into our lives. Horrible sick and twisted men. I couldn't protect Linda when one man and his wife abused her. 
 Oh Lord, I remember when her memories came to haunt her. It was horrible for both of us but even tho I had my own horror stories hers was even more horrible. I have always felt in my heart that I was to blame for what had happened to her. I know that I wasn't but I cannot convince myself sometimes. 
 Don't you just hate the "What If's?"
 What If I hadn't been so afraid to open my mouth and tell somebody what I knew? 
 Truth was I was so afraid I would be blamed and whipped again for something that was my fault that I stayed silent. I kept to myself and I kept my mouth shut and I stayed as far away from people as I could. 

 I grew up that way. I went to school, I came home and I went to my room and I stayed there until I had to do chores and what ever I had to do then I went back to my room. 
 I did this until I was about 12 maybe 13. I started coming out of my shell around that time because my dad and brother were working on DFW Airport and life just took on a different phase. 
 I rebelled naturally but in a very quiet way. I didn't get caught up in drugs or sex or partying or things like that. I rebelled by doing other things that I knew my parents would not have approved of if they had known, like sneaking out but really the fun of sneaking out isn't all that bad when I could just walk out the front door stepping over which ever drunk parent happened to be in the floor. 
 I am not writing this to have anyone feel sorry for me. There are people who had it a hell of a lot worse than I did. No I am writing this just to get it out of my system because I found myself in the same damn spot today. 
 Not the drinking, but the feeling that somehow when something happens it is my fault and I know different but at the same time I some how feel that I am that 5 year old girl again on a train trying to take care of a little toddler and it is my fault that she and I was molested by some drunk man at the age of 3 and 5 and  I didn't know how to keep her safe or myself safe and somehow it was my fault.

 I remember when my ex husband and I were married I was going stir crazy in the house. It was a long and bitter cold winter but I had been cooped up with 2 kids and I needed to get out and grocery shop and several other things and I couldn't get my husband to watch the kids so I could go and I was tired of hearing him say he would go with me but never get up from the couch long enough to help me grocery shop and so I decided to take the kids and go myself.
 On the way out the door he said "You really don't need to go into town. Just go to the little store and we will grocery shop later." I remember I said "Your later never comes. I am tired of waiting on you."
 Well my car broke down with me pregnant and 2 small kids sitting on the side of the road. 
 He helped me blame myself. If I had listened to him he would have been with me and I wouldn't have been sitting on the side of the road with two kids and if I had just stayed home the car wouldn't have broken down on me and so on and so on.... so I felt guilty. It was my fault. All my fault...
 It took me a while to realize that it didn't matter if I had stayed home or decided to go grocery shopping, the car would have broke down anyway. It wasn't my fault. Things happen. That is a part of life. Life happens and sometimes it is cars that break down with a pregnant woman and 2 kids and a trunk loaded down with groceries.... 

 Lee Majors had a t.v. show called The Fall Guy and I used to watch it and say to myself that instead of being a Fall Guy, I was a Fault Girl. 
 I am not kidding. I had a very bad Fault Complex. I truly believed that a lot of my actions resulted in things being my fault. If I had done this and not done that... Well you know what I am saying.

 Anyway that brings me to today... Yesterday actually since it is almost 2 in the morning. 
 A few weeks ago the boys and I cleaned the house really good and Nathan put our microwave up on the top of the bar. I didn't want it up there because I am short. Nathan is 6 feet tall. Jonathan is not far behind him. I am 5 feet tall and my arms are short. 
 Anyway it is hard for me to reach it and cook anything, let alone clean it. So today I was cleaning the kitchen and I really needed to clean the inside of the microwave. 
 I asked Nathan to come and move it back to where it was so I could clean it and on top of the microwave I have a set of little bowls with lids on them. They are really cute. 
 Karyn was working and I was cleaning and I had my hands in the dish water and Karyn came thru on her way to the bathroom, Nathan was moving the microwave and I said... "Stop, get the bowls off of the top so they don't fall and break." 
 Nathan got pissed.... He looked at Karyn and said... "I am so sick of her doing this. She acts like I am incapable of moving a damn microwave. She is always doing this. Talking to me and Jonathan like we are children."
 I said "Hey just wait a minute. I didn't do anything but ask you to get the bowls off of the microwave."
 Well I am not going to go into word for word but a huge argument resulted in that one sentence I spoke and I was blamed for every damn thing from that moment going all the way back to when he was a baby.
 No matter what I said he twisted my words. 
 I think what really got it going was when I said "I just didn't want my bowls broken." To which he replied... and hatefully I might add... "My bowls you mean."
 I looked at him and tossed my dish towel back into the sink and said... "Your bowls? Funny I recall you giving me those bowls to me at Ridge Point our first Christmas I moved here."
 He said "No, John and Kate gave me those at our Christmas party and you took them."
 By this time Karyn is telling him to calm down because I am very upset and starting to get emotional. She is like "Mom let it go" and Nathan said... "It's her fault, she started this."
 I started or tried to start walking away but he said something else and I said something else and I was crying by this time and I said... "Did you or did you not bring me a box wrapped in Christmas paper and handed it to me and said I hope that you like this?"
 "I don't remember."
 "Well I do but I tell you what... When I walk out of this damn place I guarantee you one damn thing, those blankety blank ^***^^^%#%^& bowls will stay here. You couldn't pay me enough to take them with me when I go."

 "See your acting like a child over some stupid bowls."
 I never responded. I just came to my room and shut my door. He came to my room and barged right on in. I told him to get out and leave me alone. Oh he wanted to talk. Too bad. Go talk to somebody else. I made him leave and I locked my door. He just yelled thru the door but I didn't respond to him so he finally left.
 I only unlocked the door when Karyn knocked and asked to come in. She tried to talk to me but I was to upset and just told her to leave me alone for awhile. 

 This has been going on for months now. It seems that it is always my fault about something and I am not going back there. It isn't my fault that I asked him to be careful and take the damn bowls off the microwave so they wouldn't slide off. Sheeeesh… 

 I was raised.... for all my parents faults they did raise us kids with manners. I was raised to greet people when they come in the door. "Hello, how was your day?"
 What may I ask you is wrong with that? I taught my kids to greet people at the door as well but they have forgotten all of their manners. Except Karyn and Matthew.
 The boys say... "Don't ask about my day. We had a shitty day and you just want to remind us of it. Every time you ask us how your day is then we start thinking about it all over again. Then you want to know why we are in a bad mood. Your fault for bringing it up."
 So I don't ask them about their day. And Jonathan is the same way. He said "When you ask me about my day then I have to stop and explain to you why I had a bad day and you don't understand my job enough to completely get it so I have to take the time to break it down and relive it to explain it to you."
 I say.... If I ask how your day was all you have to do is say... It was long, it was fine, it was ok... I am not asking you for a half hour detailed description. Shit. I am just using my manners in greeting you. Damn it all. 

 It is like I am walking on egg shells around these two. I am so sad that they have started acting so hateful to me. And not just to me but to Karyn too. They are just plain rude and I did NOT raise them this way. 

 Karyn told Nathan... "You need to apologize to mom. She didn't raise you to speak to her like that." Then those two started scrapping. Karyn told him straight up that she would be helping me pack up some of my stuff this weekend when she got off work because it was obvious to her that he and Jonathan just continued to  disrespect me and she wasn't going to have it.
 She told me, Mom we will figure out the living arrangements at my place some how until my lease is up but you can't keep living like this.

 I am pretty much use to it by now. I just stay to myself when they are home or as much as I can. 
 They don't help me do a darn thing around here. I cook and clean and today I asked Nathan before he had a melt down over some bowls that will be left here for damn sure to unload the dishwasher so I could get some dishes done. It was after 4:00 this afternoon before he finally did it. Only because Jonathan came in and said "Mom asked you to unload the dishwasher yesterday" so he got up and unloaded it but I could have cared less if the damn dishes were done or not. As a matter of fact I never finished the dishes. They are still sitting in the sink. 

 Anyway I feel better since I have gotten this off my mind. I think that now I can go to sleep and rest. Gosh I hope so.... 
 I know that this is long winded and it is not a happy post but I really needed to get it all out. Thanks for listening to my rant... and it is over... Good night... BB

Cooling Down

Thanks for looking. I grabbed this scrap layout from my stash folder. I am not sure what kit I used for this but I believe that I used something from DT.

Hello,

 We are getting a cool down. I was so excited to read about it last night. It is  our first cold front of the season and is supposed to push into Dallas area by Tuesday and it depends upon the low from the gulf but by Wednesday our temps should be in the 70's during the day and the high 60's at night and then we can get into the 60's in the day! 
Ohhh what a treat I am looking forward to being able to sit outside for a few days and watch the rain haha. 

 Jonathan and I went out for fish the other night after my eye appointment which was awesome. I didn't have to have an eye injection and I don't have to go back for 3 months. 
 I am tickled pink!
 Anyway back to the fish. It was really good and it was no shellfish in sight. Just a regular fish place that I can go to and not worry about coming into contact with shellfish. 
 After we came home we had a great evening together and called it an early night since they had dilated my eyes and it was hard to see he put some drops in my eyes and I went to bed. 
 It was hard for me to rest. Snatches of odd dreams and tossing and turning I didn't really sleep. It felt like I was just in a very light cat nap state which I dislike. It makes me tired and cranky the next day. Anyway I had a lot of calls to take care of yesterday and as soon as they were over I shut the ringer off on my phone.

 I had 4 spam calls back to back and I am going to take the spam blocker off of my phone because it is not catching them like it should and try a different one. I don't know what to do about them. They are driving me crazy. If they are an area code I don't recognize I don't  answer and let it go to voicemail. If it is a scam call they will not leave a message and I can go in and manually block that number.
 If it is a call from my area code I will accept it because a lot of my doctors nurses call and they have different numbers that they call from. I have been trying to reach my kidney doctor and I had a call from a number I didn't recognize that was an 1-800 number. I almost deleted and blocked but something told me to answer and it was the appointment scheduler trying to contact me about my upcoming appointment. 
 It use to be that when your doctor called it would show up who was calling but in the past year I have noticed that most of the specialists that I use have different numbers. 
 Then there is good old voicemail that when someone needs to reach me they talk so fast that I have to replay the message several times to make sure I get the numbers right to return the calls. 
 It all just drives me nuts so I decided that I am not dealing with my pesky phone unless I want to. Ugh.

 My little Foxy has been guarding the house. She usually isn't a barker but if she hears that door open and it is a possibility of new blood to sniff and cuddle with she is all on it. 
 Karyn said the other day when she climbed up with Nathan and he scooted down so she could have his pillow that she could tell Who Ran Our House!!! Of course she does. It was just so funny to see Nathan give up his pillow for her.
 Right now she is cuddled up with somebody I am sure. 

 Time for my morning meds and some breakfast so I will close for now. Have an awesome day. BB


  

A Rough Week

Rustic Summer made by my friend Rosie from our group on Flickr. Thanks for looking.

Hi,
 A lot has happened in the past week since I was here. Too much to go into and most of it family stuff.

 I have been busy filling out forms for my health insurance, housing and a few other things that I had to take care of. It is like non stop station around here. But I am hoping that after today it calms down.

 Matt and Nathan had a huge argument and brought it in to my room. I kicked them both out. I told them they can't live in the past. They have to forge a future. 
 All that screaming and yelling made me nervous. They have fought since I brought Nathan home from the hospital. Matt took one look at him in his car seat and kicked it and said I don't like it, take it back. 
 They have been at each other ever since. Crazy stupid boy stuff. You got me in trouble for this and you ratted me out on that... Good Grief.
 I told them both they were beating a dead horse and to get over it already. Sheesh.

 I know that this is going to be short tonight but I am really drained and have a cold. I have been running a low grade fever 2 days now. Coughing, sneezing and achy. 

 Maybe tomorrow I will feel more like chatting and blogging but right now I just want to crawl into bed and get warm.... Take care of yourself... BB

Happy Birthday Alex!

Happy Birthday Alex.... Quick Page http://missednasplace.blogspot.com/  kit used Magic freebie from my group.

 Hello,

 It is rather early here. 3:30 in the morning. I didn't plan on being up this late but I needed to make my grandson a birthday card/page and I couldn't seem to find the photo I wanted. I couldn't decide on how to make it. Sigh... before I knew it here I was in the wee hours of the morning.

 After a lot of fits and starts I think that I have a pretty good scrap page. I need to update my photos of Alex. Most of them are just group pictures with his brothers and sisters so I tried to find pictures of just him. I really do have to update his photos. 
 Funny how I have school pictures of him but I can't find them! I will run across them after I post this page! Isn't that the way it always happens? Lol.

 I wish I could say that I accomplished some things yesterday but I can't. On Wednesday I had a doctors appointment with my Rheumatologist. I have been having some soreness and knots in my fingers and hands.  Since it was my routine check up I waited to discuss it with my doctor. 
 It is official. I am now welcomed into the world of arthritis.  My left hand particularly. The swelling has gone down but the knot on my knuckle is still there and still sore but it is better. 

 We have a Tropical disturbance in the Gulf. My daughter was so upset when I told her and she said "Oh Mom, they will probably send me back down to the coast again like last year.."
 She was miserable last year and I am sure that she is pretty miserable knowing that she might have to go again. They will need supervisors down there so I am sure she will be sent along with others.

 I won't blog tomorrow and may not blog until Monday. I am going for neck injections today. (Friday) so I am not supposed to be at the computer for 2 days. I really hope that this helps. I hurt a lot with this disc in my neck. It affects my shoulders and arms too.

 I have been trying to think of what I can get for Christmas presents. The boys said they don't want anything. So ok... I will not get them anything else. I have the regular stuff already put away, socks, underwear, cologne etc but that is it for them. Scrooges... But...
 Karyn loves Christmas so I was on Amazon today looking for a movie that I have been wanting to see. Who remembers Billy Jack with Tom Laughlin? Ohhh be still my heart...
 Anyway I came across Little Women. Karyn to this day still has her books and I am getting her a dvd player and some movies. She loves time pieces so I think that I will also get her Rome. She's been wanting to see it again along with Pearl and The Titanic. 
 I have a few other little goodies for her as well. Nothing big because we want to fix up our apartment. 
 I wish she could live with me in housing if I get accepted. But she can't. It is against the rules. 

 Well my eyes are getting heavy and I am going to close so I can try and sleep. It will be time for me to get up soon and I have to call and make an appointment with my cardiologist tomorrow so I can see about getting off of a medication if these injections do not work. I just hope that they do and are not painful.

 Take care to all.... BB