Spit's Journal

Waiting for husband's liver transplant

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

I'm addicted

me: I really don't know what I'm going to do when I finish these books, I'm on the 5th book, there's only 6 of them (the Fitzchivalry Farseer books)
D: You're on the 5th book already?
me: yes, I can't stop reading them and now I'm almost finished and I'm so sad because I'm almost finished
D: you remind me of myself, how I used to feel walking out of the pharmacy with 120 hydrocodone and wondering what the hell I was going to do when I ran out

Monday, September 24, 2007

Generational Sandwich

I haven't felt much like blogging lately and I'm not sure why, exactly, maybe lack of readers? Maybe I'm bored with myself?
We have had some stresses in the last couple weeks that involve D's mom & another set of stresses involving his oldest daughter and her kids. Three generations of problems and we seem to be stuck in the middle of all of it with no way to solve any of it.
It sucks

Friday, September 21, 2007

Isn't it Ironic?

California's Lunch Box Recall

Monday, September 17, 2007

the trouble with anonymity

I met a famous ex football player tonight
he was apparently pretty good, according to Google, his first name was very googlable
I can't, of course, tell you who he was but I will say, we don't normally get famous folks at our group but he fit right in, alcoholic as the rest of. It cracked me up when he shared that he hadn't had a car since 1995 because he never wanted to drink & drive. Normal people would quit drinking, only an alcoholic would just quit driving.

Aloe Vera Lady

Occasionally, I meet some pretty weird people. Usually it's at my AA group but once in awhile it's somewhere in "real" life. Yesterday I met a strange woman at a Marina gas station. Probably in her late 40's and dressed in a fancy black dress with a black sun visor and flip flops, lots of make-up and lots of jewelery, she was, I think, either completely out of her mind or high on drugs. (it was around 11 am, I think maybe she was still wearing last night's clothes?)
We had to wait around for the guy running the place to get back from an errand and we had no choice but to make small talk with this woman, it was either that or ignore her, which is what I would have preferred. At first she wasn't that interested in us, she was too busy hitting on the owner of the HUGE yacht parked in the slip beside us. Since he was emptying his septic waste he couldn't get away from her. Her conversation made little since, she did a lot of mumbling and talked pretty much non-stop, asking a lot of personal questions about the cost of his boat and where he lived, that type of stuff. She was even bold enough to ask him to take her out in his boat, he politely refused, saying "maybe next time". After he escaped, she turned to me and started talking about aloe vera of all things, advising me that I really needed to start drinking it for my health.
It was one of those situations where you wished something would happen to distract the person from you so you could get away. Unfortunately we needed gas (D wouldn't listen to me when I suggested stopping for gas on the way to the lake, confident we had plenty), so I was stuck talking to her. I'm nothing if not southern polite so I did my best to make conversation with her. I'm sure it would have been obvious to a normal person that I'd rather have just been left alone but I did my best.
Finally the guy came back and opened the store, when we finally got away she was talking to him, poor man.
I know there are barflies who sit in bars waiting to be picked up, are there marina flies, too?

Monday, September 10, 2007

Damn, we look good!

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That's what you get for jumping on the bed

Remember when I got the new mattress and had the jumping on the bed party? I finally got the pictures from T tonight, here's G & J with N's girlfriend S in the middle. Doesn't it look like fun?
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What not to do

If you are 2/3 of the way through a trilogy, DON'T read the wikipedia entries on the series

they didn't even have a "spoiler alert"

I need to tell my boss I'm sick so I can go home and read

Saturday, September 08, 2007

Pictures

If you want to see cruise & other pictures, here's a link to my photobucket site

Wednesday, September 05, 2007

Back in Time

D and I are watching American Hardcore

oh to go back, just for a minute, to do it over and be MORE punk, go to more shows, drink less, remember more

that music was like nothing else in the world

and it still gets my blood pumping

Why yes, I am an idiot

Last night when I was applying the Retin-A cream I bought myself in Mexico, I started thinking about the customs official at the cruise terminal. He asked "did you bring back any drugs" and I immediately answered "yes, some Retin-A" and when he asked what it was, I explained it was a face cream.
I just realized that he probably was asking about illegal drugs, huh?

Tuesday, September 04, 2007

Now back to your regularly scheduled program

good things about the trip:
we got their early and got on the ship w/out having to stand in line
having the whole family together & getting great pictures
D got a great pair of boots & I got a pair of leather sandals in Mexico and we got such a bargain I swear the guy almost cried
every single day I had two buttered croissants with orange marmalade & coffee for breakfast and it was like heaven

bad things:
D jr, T & Da (D's daughter and her husband) got so drunk on the last day they didn't come to dinner & kept the boys (my grandsons) with them so they didn't come to dinner either, instead they got to hang out with their drunk parents & Uncle
that many people trying to coordinate things doesn't always go so well
I gained 8 lbs in spite of taking the stairs everywhere (I know it's just temporary but it's discouraging)
we were literally the LAST people called to depart the ship (our cabins were at the bottom of the ship) there were exactly 3 people behind us in line and 2,000+ people in front of us, in the 2.5 hours we waited to be called it seems as if they hadn't cleared a single person through customs
we got to Galveston before 7 am and got cleared through customs after 1 pm

funniest moment: D jr. is such an idiot sometimes
he showed up in a boot cast with a story about how he "twisted his ankle" well, he suffered in the heat all day in the stupid cast (mix up at the parking lot had us waiting for N & S's shuttle for an hour in the heat) and it turns out some friend of his told him he could go to the front of the line if he looked handicapped but, as I mentioned, there was no line
we all laughed our asses off when we figured out he wasn't hurt, he never admitted it but we all figured it out, especially since we never saw the boot again after we got on board and he walked around just fine

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