I was sitting in my office trying to get over this current bout of writer's block I'm suffering.
Lucy was in her chair.
She jumped up and down and her back legs splayed out and she yelped a hurt kinda yelp. Then...she started walking around in circles fast with her back legs giving out every few seconds.
Lucy is getting old and it shows. Her hearing is not as it used to be, she can't do the hardwood floors like talking about. It takes her a bit longer to get up the stairs.
But I can only think of one other time in her life with us that she's yelped in pain.
I called the doctor and told them I was on my way and then I called Robby and told him what was going on.
Once we got there they shuffled us right on into an examination room. They flipped Lucy on her side and started messing with her legs and she wouldn't let them. I got on the floor with her and held her face in my hands while I was nose to nose with her and talking to her.
She got it. I was there and there was no way I was going to let anyone hurt her. They were just making sure she was okay. The doctor and the assistant joked that I was the person who didn't touch hands and yet...I was on the floor with my dog making sure she wasn't scared.
I love my doggies man.
So they did the exam and figured out what was wrong with her. The doc then did a full inspection of her since she was there. Doc found that Lucy has a bad tooth that doc thinks needs to come out.
Me: How much is this going to cost?
Doc: They'll do an estimate for you.
So they come back with an estimate for an extraction of her tooth. $1,172.70.
Me: I'm sorry what?
She handed me the paper with the estimate which shows the amount:
Me: $1,172.70??????????? To pull a dog's tooth? Hell...she doesn't eat candy! I mean sure...she likes peppermints so during Christmas she might get a piece of a candy cane but SERIOUSLY??????
Assistant: Well...there's a lot that goes into an extraction for a dog. They have to be put to sleep.
Me: Does Ambesol work on dogs?
Me: Is she in pain?
Assistant: The doctor says her gums are pretty red which is indicative of an absess.
Me: So yeah...about that Ambesol...
And I think they think I'm joking. How in the HELL Lucy's azz gets a bad tooth? I'm shopping this around. Of course I want to get it done cuz the thought of her in pain with a toothache just KILLS ME but the kid ain't paying $1,172.70 to get it done.
And I mean that ish.
Oh...wait...they're giving me a discount since they appreciate our business and we have two doggies.
In thinking about the earlier inbox scenario, I'd like to know if anyone has had a successful relationship with someone who has different financial beliefs from you. What kind of advice do you have for someone who loves their significant other but whose thoughts about money drives them crazy.
I have been engaged to a wonderful man for a year but have serious concerns over the way he continues to spoil his oldest daughter. She is off to college. Yet, he continues to finance anything and everything she wants, including her iphone -cell phone bill, clothing, hair dresser and college expenses. He also makes monthly payments over $500 on the luxury vehicle he purchased for her over a year ago. She has never had a job and continues her dependency on him. I have tried on several occasions to talk to him about this. He doesn’t feel like there is anything wrong with it. I am not asking him to stop providing for his daughter, but I’m concerned that this could potentially cause problems in the future since there are other children between the two of us. Am I wrong for thinking this way?
If you give a damn what others think of you when you know you're not breaking any laws...you's a GOT.DAMN.FOOL.
That is all.
Nothing and I mean NOTHING should be more important than those who share your roof. Why? You chose your roof share-ers right? Hopefully. If you share a roof with your spouse and children and yet...they feel something in your life is more important than them...you're DEAD.DAMN.WRONG.
I had someone, who is single, recently tell me that they know a lot of people who are UNhappily married.
My answer was...wow...that sucks.
I don't know many who are unhappily married. Most of my friends are TOO FABULOUS FOR THAT! I love love and love that I've obviously found people who love it too!
Birds of a feather DEFINITELY flock together. You just might need to change your flock!
The other day I was headed out shopping with a friend. We were leaving my development turning to drive across the new bridge. It was extremely cold and I remember putting the heated seats on in my truck as soon as I got in as did my friend.
We were laughing and I noticed a young man walking holding a very small baby.
The baby was dressed in a fleece onesie only and the young man was holding one of those baby sized blankets over him.
I slowed to an idle stop and rolled down the window.
Me: Where are you going out here with that baby?
Him: Roy Rogers.
Me: Get in.
He and the baby got in and the blanket fell off the baby's head and he looked at us and didn't make a sound. The baby looked exactly like his father. EXACTLY.
And that poor baby was cold.
The father was going to meet the mother at Roy Rogers because it was the easiest middle point for them to walk to get to each other. The mother had a new job so things were looking up for her and he watched the baby while she was at work.
Me: So what are you doing with yourself?
Him: Trying to get it together ma'am.
Had that young man not had the baby with him...this is what he would have looked like...
A sports team hoodie with some dusty looking jeans which were sagging and showing his underwear. His jacket was inadequate but that false bravado swagger would have been in full effect and he would have worn it proudly knowing it was all he had in a mind game of comparison. He had the smell of someone who smokes in the clothes he's wearing and puts those clotes on the next day because they were still clean.
He would have looked like a potential threat to some people.
Not to me.
That baby neutralized that baby cuz that's all he was...a baby. A young, fresh-faced kid who'd made a few poor decisions and was trying to get it together.
We drove him to the Roy Rogers and the mother of the baby was sitting in a booth by the window. I knew it was her as soon as I saw her because the baby looked just like her too. She looked tired and much older than I calculated she probably was. Her face changed when she saw the father of her child and her child. She smiled this huge, beautiful smile.
And her son started kicking his legs in that way perfect babies do when they are happy.
I woke up this morning with them on my mind.
They are making it.
Trying to get it together.
As you run around this morning trying to get it together for your holiday, take the time to live WITHIN the moment of being with you and yours and having enough. Note the small things we take for granted like a kitchen faucet with hot and cold water. A light switch which floods the room with light when you flip it. Your car at your home with gas in it.
People have much less these days.
Be thankful for what you have.
Be thankful for WHO you have.
And remember...we'll ALL get better as we all take notice of what is going on around us and help when we can.
I put the brine on to boil and The Robinator watched it while I was gone and get the cooling process ready! I've returned with our FABULOUS turkey and I will be putting it in the brining solution at exactly 10:30 am so it will be ready to come out of the brine at exactly 10:30 am tomorrow morning to be prepared for cooking!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WE GOT THANKSGIVING UNDER CONTROL!!!!!!!!!!!!
ANYBODY WANNA COME OVER AND CLEAN THE FLOORS AFTER THE GUMBO SOCIAL LAST NIGHT?
Add those two and sometimes...you get some deep, deep ish.
I post my LIFE LESSONS to Facebook occassionally.
Hopefully...they are helping some folks.
I've decided to post them in their own category for prosperity.
SIP: And because she's old and don't remember ish. ROFL!
LIFE LESSON 1:
You should NEVER give a rat's azz as to what WHOMEVER thinks of you. Nobody knows you like your inner circle. The randoms who are arrogant enough to have an opinion as to how you do YOUR LIFE? Fug 'em. They need to concentrate on why they care so damn much about YOU. KEEP DOING YOU AND DO IT WELL!
LIFE LESSON 2:
Sometimes people are going to need you for all the real reasons people sometimes need other people. Not because of what you can do for them or anything like that but solely because sometimes...people just need good people. You wouldn't be put in that position if God didn't think you could handle it or if He didn't trust you with the responsibility.
Be the change.
LIFE LESSON 3:
You should question why that one lone voice of negativity means so much to you when you are surrounded by those who love and support you. Why would you give more credence to the ONLY negative? Seriously.
It's all in your head. Just think about how far you could go in life if you ONLY focused on the positives and considered the negatives only enough to realize they don't have merit and deserve nothing more than a jolly old FUG.YOU in response.
ONLY MISERABLE PEOPLE ATTEMPT TO TEAR DOWN OTHERS. WHY? CUZ THEY DON'T WANT TO FOCUS ON ALL THE ISH THEY'VE DONE IN THEIR LIFE WHICH MAKES THEM SO.DAMN.MISERABLE.
And be proud of your choice.
LIFE LESSON 4:
Have you ever learned how to love yourself from SOMEONE ELSE?
You won't be able to show anyone else either just like someone can't take a piss for you.
It's a kinda get on the pot and piss yourself kinda thing and to be honest...it's a CHOICE. Either crap on yourself or LOVE yourself.
Last night my husband and I noted the state of our flag flying at your store #2560 and we were APPALLED!
I asked to speak to a manager and took him outside to show him. I shared with him that it was unacceptable. I asked him did he need me to tell them the proper way to lay the flag to rest and he shared they had procedures by which to do it properly.
I left him by letting him know that this should NEVER, EVER, EVER happen and that I'd be back today to check.
I went back this morning to see if it was taken care of and it wasn't.
I was told the store didn't have a ladder tall enough to reach it.
At Home Depot.
I posted this on Facebook and my friends, who love our country as much as I do, are all appalled and I'm sure you've heard from some of them by now and, hopefully, a bunch more people will call you once this is posted.