How in the world can it be November 3rd? Already? Seems like it was just yesterday it was January 1. Ah well, time certainly does fly ...
That could be one reason that I haven't blogged in so long - just didn't realize how long it had been because time flies so quickly. But nah, that ain't it. I just haven't felt like it. Not all that much is going on. Still numb tho- to a lesser degree. I did have an EMG the other day. The diplomatic way to describe the experience would be to merely say that it was rather unpleasant. If I wanted to keep it real I would say that if you are down with electric shock treatment and have no aversions to needles (albeit very thin needles - but needles nonetheless) being pushed deep into your muscle tissue and then being asked to push your extremity firmly in the direction of the needle, then hey, you'd have no problem. Now if I wanted to break it down to some of my ghettofabulous acquaintances (if I had any - well okay, I have two) I would say, "That %$#@* hurt like a *^$*@#(#*%$@." Feel free to insert the expletives of your choice.
Bottom line, I'm still alive and relatively well. I think. My results should be in by the end of the week which, I suppose, is today. Unless my doctor calls me, I'll probably just wait until Monday to call her.
My dad and brother's birthday, aka Halloween, has come and gone. Jared was a couch potato, meaning he informed me last week that he didn't he wanted to go trick or treating and stayed home watching tv on the couch. Jordyn was a cheerleader. Justin was The Thing from Fantastic Four. Again. One thing about that kid, he's committed. Three and two years ago, he was the Hulk. Hey, he likes it. I love it. Saves me a small piece of change. Good thing too. I've already spent a small fortune on their Christmas.
What else? Still scrappin but it's kinda hard. Dave is totally re-doing my room, so right now I don't have a room. The new one will be much larger and nicer. Just wish Dave would move a little faster about getting it done. It's coming along but I owe Monica two projects ... I will have them done by Sunday. I promise.
Hmmm, what else. Had a long talk with my old buddy Art the other day. I love talking to him. We always have great debates/conversations, but they are always bittersweet for me because I always lament the way things ended with Gina and Ellen and how synical he has become, but whenever I get done talking to him it makes me wanna hug and squeeze Dave and tell him how lucky, HOW TRULY BLESSED I feel to be his wife.
At the same time, I can understand Art and where he's coming from. He's a product of his experience. I've become somewhat of a cynic myself and yes, I question whether I take some things too personally. I admit that maybe, MAYBE, I do, but where there is smoke, there is smoke - not necessarily a fire, but smoke is still cause for me to leave the room ...
Ooooh, how clandestine ...
Anything else? As Dave would say, "It's cold as a witch's tit in a brass bra," outside. For the first time I can remember in a while, we had no Indian summer. Fortunately, Halloween wasn't too bad but I did wear gloves. I loathe cold temps, but I do love this time of year. Planning Thanksgiving dinner. Anticipating 3Js' faces on Christmas morning. Dave's too. These things and most things in-between make it all worthwhile!
And there you have it, some medical drama, tricks and treats, home improvement, great debates, cynicism, a weather report and a bit of hokey reflection. The stuff of life ... my life anyway.
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