Or is it. Daisy was so cute this morning. She wanted to follow me into Little Miss' room to give her her 10 minute warning, I told her Little Miss had 10 more minutes and shooed her back to the living room. Well, she decided I was crazy and went in there anyway. I, of course, yelled for her to leave Little Miss alone, being the good mother I am. I heard no screaming or yelling and decided that she must be in the hall, since I had closed the bedroom door. Well, when time was up, I went to get her up and found Daisy curled up in the bed with her. The second I touched Little Miss and told her it was time to get up, Daisy jumped and started licking her in the face, ear, neck, anywhere she could get to. I was so impressed that she was so patient and waited for time. And she didn't POO in her cage last night! I am so proud of her.
Misty on the other hand is trying her best to lose the baby! She runs off to the neighbor's house and I can almost see her coaxing Daisy to follow her. Then she comes back after I yell for 30 minutes and leaves the baby over there. She comes back scared to death because she has been "lost". I know she is jealous but this is ridiculous!
I made a decision. When I go back to the bone doc, if he says, "I don't see anything. Come back in a month if your not better and we will see if we can find something." I am going to agree to it IF, he agrees to let me come several times a day to his office and repeatedly kick him in his "happy place" until he is unable to walk without looking like an idiot. I will also require his home address, so that I can also come to his home and he won't be safe anywhere. I will occasionally show up and not use his " happy place" as a soccer ball, just so he will get the feeling of hope and then run in and pummel him, so that he can know just how I feel. I have been told I look like Granny in the Sylvester and Tweety cartoons and "the folks you see in Wal-Mart at 3 in the morning. (Think Larry the Cable Guys skit). I walk like an idiot! And I don't want to offend people with mental disabilities. But I thought that might encourage him to look further without waiting for the healing properties of the negative test results. Did you know that a test that comes back fine has miracle healing properties? I didn't know that either, but apparently they do. Every time I have one come back fine the docs, they quit looking. Anyway, enough about that.
I have been reading and catching up on my favorites bloggers and I must say.... I have gotten some much needed laughter and a few tears. Boobs, Injuries and Dr. Pepper, has caused a flood gate to open. And Redneck Mommy, always brings tears, but in a good way! And everyone else, Thanks! I needed a good cry, a good laugh, and to think about something besides me and my back.
Hubby has been checking the email lately and he is driving me crazy!
"What is Twitter? And who is XYZ?" "What does it mean they are now following you?"
"What is this League of Extraordinary Wives?" "Why does it say XYZ has left a new comment?"
" Honey, Twitter is just a site to leave short little things about what you are doing, to let people know you just posted something wonderful, you know just short blurbs."
" Well, why the hell is XYZ following you?"
" Maybe they think I am funny. Seriously probably because someone they follow, follows me.
"And just who follows you?"
"A few people, not many really."
"Any men?"
"I think one, I don't follow him, he is a tech guy and he confuses me."
Well, what is this League thing?
"You remember me telling you that Fussy was starting a new place to "hang out"? Well, that is it."
"What do you do there?"
"Oh, have cyber sex and talk about how to torture our husbands."
"No really."
" Talk about marriage and kids and such. Support those with problems and put our two cents worth in on questions they ask."
"What kind of questions?"
"The best way to torture our husbands. How long is too long to withhold sex. The best porn sites."
"Don't get too personal, there are perverts out there."
"That would be why NO men are allowed, get it Extraordinary WIVES! It is a private site and you have to be a member to get to the forums and such."
My question is, when did he get so protective? He is going to drive me to drink. Like I would need an excuse to get drunk.
I guess my Percacet addled brain has prattled on long enough. Nap time. As Always...
HAVE A GREAT DAY AND THANKS FOR VISITING!!!! (over 300 on WordPress and over 500 on BlogSpot, YEAH ME!!!)
Misty on the other hand is trying her best to lose the baby! She runs off to the neighbor's house and I can almost see her coaxing Daisy to follow her. Then she comes back after I yell for 30 minutes and leaves the baby over there. She comes back scared to death because she has been "lost". I know she is jealous but this is ridiculous!
I made a decision. When I go back to the bone doc, if he says, "I don't see anything. Come back in a month if your not better and we will see if we can find something." I am going to agree to it IF, he agrees to let me come several times a day to his office and repeatedly kick him in his "happy place" until he is unable to walk without looking like an idiot. I will also require his home address, so that I can also come to his home and he won't be safe anywhere. I will occasionally show up and not use his " happy place" as a soccer ball, just so he will get the feeling of hope and then run in and pummel him, so that he can know just how I feel. I have been told I look like Granny in the Sylvester and Tweety cartoons and "the folks you see in Wal-Mart at 3 in the morning. (Think Larry the Cable Guys skit). I walk like an idiot! And I don't want to offend people with mental disabilities. But I thought that might encourage him to look further without waiting for the healing properties of the negative test results. Did you know that a test that comes back fine has miracle healing properties? I didn't know that either, but apparently they do. Every time I have one come back fine the docs, they quit looking. Anyway, enough about that.
I have been reading and catching up on my favorites bloggers and I must say.... I have gotten some much needed laughter and a few tears. Boobs, Injuries and Dr. Pepper, has caused a flood gate to open. And Redneck Mommy, always brings tears, but in a good way! And everyone else, Thanks! I needed a good cry, a good laugh, and to think about something besides me and my back.
Hubby has been checking the email lately and he is driving me crazy!
"What is Twitter? And who is XYZ?" "What does it mean they are now following you?"
"What is this League of Extraordinary Wives?" "Why does it say XYZ has left a new comment?"
" Honey, Twitter is just a site to leave short little things about what you are doing, to let people know you just posted something wonderful, you know just short blurbs."
" Well, why the hell is XYZ following you?"
" Maybe they think I am funny. Seriously probably because someone they follow, follows me.
"And just who follows you?"
"A few people, not many really."
"Any men?"
"I think one, I don't follow him, he is a tech guy and he confuses me."
Well, what is this League thing?
"You remember me telling you that Fussy was starting a new place to "hang out"? Well, that is it."
"What do you do there?"
"Oh, have cyber sex and talk about how to torture our husbands."
"No really."
" Talk about marriage and kids and such. Support those with problems and put our two cents worth in on questions they ask."
"What kind of questions?"
"The best way to torture our husbands. How long is too long to withhold sex. The best porn sites."
"Don't get too personal, there are perverts out there."
"That would be why NO men are allowed, get it Extraordinary WIVES! It is a private site and you have to be a member to get to the forums and such."
My question is, when did he get so protective? He is going to drive me to drink. Like I would need an excuse to get drunk.
I guess my Percacet addled brain has prattled on long enough. Nap time. As Always...
HAVE A GREAT DAY AND THANKS FOR VISITING!!!! (over 300 on WordPress and over 500 on BlogSpot, YEAH ME!!!)
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