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October 30, 2009

Bad day to knock on my door.

Around 11am this morning, there was a very loud knock on my door, I thought it might have been the mailman, I was expecting a package today, (got it Mom, thanks!) but it wasn't the mailman, it was 2 women selling god.
When I peeked out the door window, I saw the 2 women standing there and one of them was holding a big wooden box.
I wasn't sure they were god sellers at first, the big wooden box threw me for a loop, I thought they may have been selling some of those entertainment coupon books, or some of those pizza discount coupons, or maybe they were going door to door selling Rocky Patel cigars or magazine subscriptions, the wooden box really threw me off.
As soon as I opened the door and asked "May I help you?", I knew what they were selling.
One of the women had started to take out a Watchtower magazine, and because now is so the wrong time to be trying this crap with me, I snapped.

"Are you banging on my door trying to sell god?!" I shouted.
One of the women started to say "Ma'am, being the day before Halloween..." but I cut her off before she could even finish that sentence, "Get the hell off of my property right now!"
The same woman who had started to tell me that being the day before Halloween they felt the need to remind people about god, tried to protest, but I just kept shouting for them to get off of my property right freaking now or I would call the police.
They tried to go to the door on the other half of my duplex, but that unit is still empty, so I yelled at them again, "That apartment is vacant, no one lives there, so get the hell off of my property right now! Do NOT make me come outside, Do NOT make me call the cops, get your feet moving very quickly and get the hell off of my property right now!"

The 2 women were looking at me in complete disbelief, like how dare I yell at them to get off my property, how dare I threaten them with the police or make me go outside after them.
They were walking rather slowly towards the sidewalk, so I opened the door and yelled even louder, and had grabbed the 2x4 that I keep behind the front door.
Once they saw that, they started running out of the driveway as fast as they could.
I just wasn't in the mood to even try talking to them about their god, I didn't want to hear it, I didn't want to even be dealing with it.
I don't give a crap about tomorrow being Halloween, the one day of the year that the dead supposedly walk the earth, none of it, I just didn't want to hear what they were trying to sell me and all of the other people on my street.
They turned into the driveway to my left and my neighbor was outside with his dog, he had heard me yelling at them, so before they even got a few feet into his driveway, he yelled at them to get off of his property too.

I don't know what it is that makes these people think they have the right to go door to door all of the time, what makes them think they have the right to do this?
Would they like it if I came to their home and started telling them about atheism?
I bet they wouldn't, I bet they would do exactly as my neighbor and I did, and yell at us to get off of their property.
I'm just so over this kind of stuff, and I seriously pity the next person who comes to my door with this crap, and I bet someone will come back tomorrow morning.
They are always at it on Saturday mornings, and with tomorrow actually being Halloween, I bet there will be another team of them going door to door trying to warn people of the evils of Halloween.

Not sure what to do right now.

I'm sorry that I haven't blogged since Tuesday, all I have done since we came home from Mark's doctor appointment is Twitter.
I just Twittered a bit ago about how Mark is doing, it's not good at all.

We went in and got the results of Mark's MRIs, and it's really not good at all.
We know that Mark has Spondylolysis in his lower spine, but we now know what else is wrong with his spine.
Pretty much everything that is wrong with me and my spine, he has wrong with his spine.
He has nerve impingement, stenosis, disc damage, degenerated discs, and worst of all, (it's all bad but this really sucks) he has the same thing wrong with his neck that caused me to have that emergency surgery back in September 2008.
His vertebrae in his neck are closing in on his spinal cord just like mine were.
It's not as bad as mine was, we caught it very early, but it is there.
The vertebrae from his C1 through C6, are closing in on his spinal cord and he will eventually have to have surgery.

The doctor said that he does not want to do either the lumbar surgery or the cervical surgery, 2 spine fusion surgeries, on Mark right now, he said that he thinks Mark is too young, but I know from experience that waiting till you're older is a very bad decision, it has caused me so many problems, I am still not healed from my first spine fusion in February 2006, so no, I do not want to make Mark wait until he's older.
I am hoping that when we see the neurologist, we have a referral but no date yet, that he will decide to do the surgeries now or very soon, not in 15-20 years like his doctor said.
Waiting 15-20 years will just cause the problems with his spine to get much much worse, he will be in pain for all of those years, and I really don't want him to be in any more pain than he already is for any longer than is necessary.

Not only that, but I don't know if Mark can hang on that long mentally.
He sent me an email at 2:30 in the morning, when I was asleep, telling me that he just wants to give up, that because the doctor told him that he can no longer pursue his dream job of being a police officer because any physical activity more strenuous than taking walks, will cause his spine to deteriorate even faster, so no, he can't be a cop.
The doc said it, "Mark, I am sorry, but being a police officer is out of the question".
Hearing those words crushed him, it has literally crushed him.
He sent me an email and my sister an email, he sent me what he sent to her, and I am going to share some of his words with you.
I know that he was very upset when he wrote it because he normally is an excellent writer, he spells very well, so he must have been sitting there crying as he wrote this which just kills me, to know he was awake and upset, crying, having all of these bad thoughts going through his head.

Well, its worse then I thought then we all thought.
I have mothers neck problem, the one that will eventually kill me unless I get surgery.
Along with that alot of diteration all through my back. My lower spine has stoniosis along with spineodilosis.
The doctor said I cannot do anything that will put pressure on my back. No physical activatitys for the rest of my life.
Or else my back could indeed end up like moms or worse. Thought you should know. I am deeply upsetted by this,
and really am starting to give up on alot of things. Becoming a police officer is now out of the question. I am going to try
and take it one day at a time. Because if I start to think about whats wrong with me it becomes over welming.
I don't blame anyone. I wish that i did not have what I have but I do.
I could use help my mind is now often going to dark thoughts that are scaring me. I need my family more than ever.
Is what I emailed to Aunt jo. I cant even start to talk to you about how I feel. My mind is so upset I cant even get a grip on it.
Everything Ive wanted is now gone. Im scared. Im mad. I'm confuesed. Giving up seems to be the only thing that seems right to me.
I dont think me or you can handle this. Emotionally or physically we cant. Im sorry if I ever messed up. Or upsetted you.
If karma is real I have done something horrible to deserve this. FUCK sitting here and the only thing I want is not to be here. Wishing that I didnt have it.
And this is some fucked up dream. All i want now is just to be loved. And have sebastian stop being a little asshole to me.
Love you.

I am at a loss of how to help him right now, I can take him to see all kinds of doctors, get second and third opinions, but I don't know how to help him mentally and emotionally.
I know how he feels though, for years I had bad thoughts, I have often thought about ending it all, if I didn't have my sons, I probably would have killed myself years ago, so I know exactly how he feels.
I know in my head that this is not my fault, I know that, but it IS my genetics that did this to him, and I KNOW that there is no way that anyone could have predicted that I would pass on these horrible spine problems to my son, but I did, and so I feel horribly guilty.
I wish so much that this hadn't happened to him, I wish I could do something, anything, to change this for him, to make it not have happened to him, but now that it has, I don't know how to help him emotionally.
Physically, I can take him to see all kinds of doctors, but I don't know how to help him not feel like giving up.
Mark is supposed to see George, his Big, tomorrow, and I left a message for George asking him to try and talk to Mark, to try and get him to open up to him and talk, to try and help him see that he has a lot to live for, that even though he can't be a police officer, that he can still do something in law enforcement, that he can still help people through the law somehow.

I just feel so bad, I want to help him but I am not really sure how to help him right now, he's sad, depressed, feeling like just giving up on his life and he's only 18.
This is so not fair, it's just not fair.

October 27, 2009

Food poisoning is the suck.

Both Mark and I have food poisoning.
We just got back from a walk-in clinic because neither of our doctors could squeeze us in, and because the ER was turning away people who were not "critical", telling them to go to walk-in clinics for all non-serious issues.
When I explained our symptoms, they said it was non-critical, and to go to a walk-in clinic.
So we did.

A few days ago, I think it was Friday, Mark and I had some frozen chicken things for lunch, maybe I didn't cook them thoroughly or something, but within a few hours of eating them, we both started having some pretty major stomach upset.
I thought it would go away, we both were eating Tums and drinking Pepto to try and feel better, but it just wasn't working.
So the doctor at the walk-in clinic gave us both some anti-vomiting and diarrhea medicine, told us to try and stay hydrated, to drink clear fluids, water, gatorade once we could handle that, ginger ale if we could handle that, so while waiting for the medicine at the pharmacy, I grabbed some ginger ale and some gatorade.
We came home, took the meds, drank a little bit, and now Mark is taking a nap, trying to get some sleep because the both of us had been up all night taking turns in the bathroom.

I thought that it may be the flu at first, or a virus, but the doc asked us if we had eaten anything right before we started having the symptoms.
I told him what we ate, and that they didn't taste like they normally do, it was those Barber chicken things, the broccoli and cheese ones, and I thought I cooked them long enough, they looked done, but I guess they weren't.
It will be nice to get some sleep tonight without having to run to the bathroom every 10 minutes like we've been doing all weekend long, it's totally been the suck.
I really hope that Mark is feeling a least a little bit better by tomorrow morning, he has his follow-up with the back doctor at 9:30am if our ride doesn't cancel on us like what has happened to us 3 times now.
I've had to cancel 3 appointments because people said they'd give us a ride, and then on the day of, they either no-showed or called to tell me that they couldn't.
It really sucks having to rely on other people for rides to the doctors.

October 24, 2009

He needs his own.

Today, I taught Mark how to shave his face for the first time in his life.
He finally had enough facial hair to shave off, and he wanted it gone so he asked me to teach him, not do it for him, but teach him how.
I didn't have any men's razors in the house, so he had to use one of my Venus razors, but he learned how and got the job done.
Now I'm needing to get him his own razor, so I'm wondering what kind is the best kind to get, standard blade razors, or an electronic one.

I was hoping to see if Buy.com had one on sale, they usually have a wide variety of items on their weekly sales, but no men's razors this week.
With a blade razor, you always have to replace it, buy new ones when the blades go dull, which over the course of a year, can add up to be well over $100.
So if you buy an electronic one, make the initial investment, it definitely pays for itself over the course of several years because you're not always having to replace it.
I found a Norelco Cool Skin Moisturizing Shaving System Rechargeable Cordless Razor, a Norelco Arcitec Rechargeable Cordless razor, and a different Norelco Moisturizing Shaving System Rechargeable Cordless razor for a lot less than the other 2 razors.
The first 2 razors were well over $100, but the last one was just $85.48 including the shipping charge, so price wise, that's the better deal, but I still don't know which is better to get, a bladed razor or an electric one.

So my dear male readers, which do you prefer, disposable blade razors, or the electric razors?
Which works best and is the best to have for a young man just beginning to shave?

October 23, 2009

Mark wants a Criminal Justice Degree, and I think online may be the way to go for now.

It's looking more and more like the best thing that Mark could do for him and his future, would be to get an online degree in some of the courses that he's interested in.
I know that there are some colleges, I even think a few of the local state colleges, offer courses in criminal justice and law like he wants to get into, and then he could take a few other courses to get a degree in something else too, something to fall back on in case he ends up not being able to do what he wants to do.
Maybe go for an online business degree plus the criminal justice degree, and then he'd have some extra skills and education even if he can do law enforcement if things turn out well for him medically.

Today was just a rough day for him on this subject.
He got 3 college fliers in the mail today, and as soon as he saw them, he looked upset.
He asked me to just stop giving these to him when they come in the mail, to just put them in the trash, it's upsetting him to see them when his life and future career is currently in limbo due to his spine problems.
I hate seeing him upset like this, I hate seeing him look and feel discouraged, and I keep trying to tell him that this whole thing isn't written in stone, that he's young, that maybe his spine issues aren't as grim as it looks right now, that we can get a second opinion, we can take him to my surgeon and see what he says, that maybe this can all be fixed pretty easily.
But for now, he can take some courses at a fully accredited online college, do it from home, from the comfort of our own home on his own time, take breaks when he needs to lay down and rest his back, but still be able to get an education that will help him in whatever career he ends up in in the future so that he can support himself and have a good life.

After we talk, he seems a bit more upbeat and seems to be encouraged, but I honestly think that he just smiles and says all of that to make me feel better.
I really think that he's completely bummed out about the whole thing, so he just tells me that he will consider online education and degrees in other career paths to comfort me.
I think he's really feeling like his spine issues are going to prevent him from living his dream job and the thought of not being able to do it, the thought of having to use a fall-back degree for a different career, is just killing him inside.
I wish I knew what to do or say to make him really feel better, but I know that he's watched what has happened to me and just has no hope at all for himself.

October 22, 2009

Halloween horror movie fest.

Sebastian doesn't watch a lot of horror movies, actually, he doesn't like them, so when I am watching them, he's usually in the other room playing video games or watching cartoons or something.
Mark and I are the ones who watch them, like the other night when we watched Wrong Turn 3, he was not in here, he was in the other room with the door closed, he just isn't into inbred cannibals, but Mark and I laughed through most of it, we find them funny.

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If I had my way and a lot of money, I'd buy every awesome horror movie that's on sale right now, and have myself a little horror fest for Halloween.
I just love all of the grossness and scares, I don't get scared, I'm usually laughing, but I like to see if there's a movie that can try to scare me.
I would love to own the entire Nightmare on Elm Street Collection, I thought Let the Right One In was an awesome new vampire story, I would also like to own the entire Friday the 13th Collection, and I still think that An American Werewolf in London is one the best horror films ever made, and I would love to own Trick R Treat, and so so many others.

I usually watch most of the movies that I watch long after Sebastian is gone to bed, so I don't think that his nightmare was brought on by any movie that I watched, because he hasn't been watching them with me.
I think he just had a bad dream, it scared the crap out of him because dreams can feel very real when you are having them.
I am not one of those that believe dreams are the answers, or can be describing your future, I don't buy into dream or dream colors interpretation at all.
I think it's just our subconscious showing us a movie of fears or wishes that we have for ourselves, but not actually telling us any kind of truths for our past or future.
One of Sebastian's greatest fears, it's something he's talked about ever since my surgeries, is to be alone, to have something happen to me or to both myself and Mark, which leaves him completely alone in his life, so his nightmare was just that, showing him his greatest fear.

October 21, 2009

A scary start to our day.

We had a scary start to our day when I went to wake up Sebastian for school at 6am.
I placed my hand on his arm just like I do every morning, and say his name.
I always say "Good morning Sebastian, it's 6am, time to wake up for school."
Except when I did that this morning, he started crying and screaming, covered his face with his hands, and just cried and sobbed, screaming that we (Mark and I) were dead, that the cats were all dead too.
As he kept crying, I kept trying to get him to calm down and really wake up, to open his eyes.
I told him today's date, Wednesday October 21st, his name, Sebastian, my name, Mom, what time it was, 6am, where Mark was, in the bathroom, that it was ok, he had a bad dream, a nightmare, nothing happened, we were both ok, the kitties were all ok.
When he 'woke up', he was laying down still, but sprang up from his waist and grabbed onto me pulling me down toward him by my waist, he clutched me so tightly, he was still crying, tears streaming down his face now like pouring water, his light gray t-shirt now patches of dark gray and wet from the tears.
He kept telling me that it was so real, so vivid, that there was so much blood, and "Mom! It's not today! It's not today! It happens tomorrow! October 22nd! The calendar, I know the date, I was at school, it's tomorrow mommy!" and he burst into wailing sobs again.

I finally got him calmed down after about 10 minutes, he was still clutching me, I was bent over at the waist being held onto so tightly by my visibly terrified son, but he finally let me go and when I stood up, I pulled the muscle in the right side of my lower back.
I grimaced in pain but wanted him to tell me what was going on, but I kept repeating that it was just a very bad dream, that everything was all ok, and he kept saying that it wasn't.
I had him come out to the living room and sit on the couch where he grabbed my hand wicked tight, tears still streaming down his face, and he made me promise, swear to him, that when he left for school today and tomorrow, that I locked the door up tight, put all of the locks on it, slide the 2x4 under the doorknob, make sure the back door was locked and that the alarm batteries were still good.
He told me to put the laundry basket, both of the bicycles, and the wagon with the action figures and the toy truck accessories in it, put all of that stuff in front of the back door, to make sure that all of the cats were ok and in the house, to not let Carmine out until he comes home from school, because "Mom, it happens tomorrow!!

I was starting to get very worried and upset myself, he was just crying and crying, talking about locking the house up, protecting the cats, that something really bad was going to happen tomorrow, and it was all based on a nightmare that he had.
When I finally got him to tell me exactly what he was talking about, I was really upset, not scared, but upset that he had had such a horrible, vivid, and extremely detailed nightmare, and that I had to send him to school because it's FCAT testing for some of the students this week, and he's one of them, plus he missed 3 days the week before last because he was sick.

I placed what he told me behind the cut because it is detailed and graphic, so do not read if you get upset about murders of both people and pets.
Mom and Dad, you should NOT read this. Sebastian is ok, he left for school and he was ok, calm, and he fully understands that it was all just a very bad dream, that none of it was real at all.
I promise, he really was ok by the time he left, if he hadn't had FCAT testing today, I would have kept him home because of this, because he cried the whole time he was telling me about the nightmare.
He remembered every single nasty detail, and he just kept crying and crying, his face was all red and he soaked his t-shirt with his tears.
I got him to completely calm down before he took his shower, helped him get a towel and his clothes ready, I also got his backpack and sneakers ready so when he got out of the shower, he could just get dressed and be ready to go.
I made him eat some breakfast and have a big cup of cool water to drink slowly, and I kept reassuring him that it was all ok, that it was all just a dream, that nothing at all was going to happen to Mark and I, or the kitties, either today or tomorrow.
He still made me swear to lock up the house completely today and tomorrow, he said he knew it was all just a dream, but it would make him feel better if I locked up the house.
I agreed to lock it up tight, hugged and kissed him again, he assured me that he was ok now, that he was going to be ok, and I kept assuring him that he was ok too.
Below the cut is a very detailed re-telling of his dream, what I heard him say through his tears, I may have even heard some parts of it wrong because of how heavy he was sobbing, but I think this is what all he said.
Please don't read if you could get upset, it upsets me because of how vivid and real it was for him, because he was just so scared, and hearing him tell it to me, I would have been scared if I had a nightmare like this too.

What he told me, what he was absolutely convinced was going to happen was, that when he goes to school tomorrow, 2 men are going to come to the house in the afternoon around 1pm or a little bit after, knock on the door, and when I answer it because they tell me they are from the water company, they bust through the door and kill us, Mark, myself, and the 4 kitties, he doesn't know why they kill us.
Sebastian said when he reaches the front door after school, he sees blood on the step, on the doorknob, and the door.
A lot of blood, it's just all over the front door, and it's slightly cracked open.
He goes into the house very carefully and quietly, and that's when he sees the the 2 men all dressed in black hoodies with masks, he can't see their faces or skin color, they are wearing black head to toe, gloves, masks, and they race past him, pushing him over onto the bloody couch and out of their way to get out of the house.
He says he then sees blood all over the living room, the carpet, the couches, he was slumped on the bloody sofa from being pushed over, there's blood on the tv screen and stand, he nervously makes his way to the kitchen where there's more blood, he's calling for us as loud as he can, calling for Mark and I, there's no answer, he runs to Mark's room where there's more blood, he lifts Mark's comforter to find his brother covered in blood and his skull is crushed.
Mark was asleep when the attack happened, he never even had a chance to try to fight back.
His brother's head and body were beaten badly, he had been stabbed, and throat cut.
He said he was crying, yelling for me, calling for the cats, he runs into his room, there is more blood but no one, not me, and none of the cats, so he goes to the bathroom where the door is closed, he opens the door and flips the light switch on and finds all 4 of the cats hanging from the shower curtain rod, they had been stabbed, Kali and Nova had been skinned, all of them dead, he is yelling for me even louder now, crying, screaming at the top of his lungs for help, screaming for help and no one is coming to help him, no one answers him.
He walks slowly into my room and as he reaches for the light switch, he slips on some blood on the floor, he gets the light on, there is blood everywhere, my entire bed soaking wet with blood, the walls splattered with it, he sees clumps of my hair and some skin on the bed and floor, a finger by the dresser, my clothes cut up and bloody just tossed around the room.
He can't see me, he can't find me, he's afraid that I am under the bed, as he's crying and shaking, he gets down on his hands and knees to look under the bed.
I am not under the bed, but he sees another finger, he's just screaming so much and so loud now, he says he can't hear anything but his own screams, and he sees the closet doors, they have bloody hand prints all over them.
He places his hands on the doors, he's crying and shouting "no" over and over, he opens the doors where he finds me cut up in pieces, my hands cut off and he can see that's where the fingers came from, he sees a leg, an arm, my head, he just keeps saying no no no, and he finally bolts from the house and into the carport just as tons of police cars, an ambulance, and firetrucks are pulling in.
An officer grabs him, tries to ask him what's happened, and all he can get out of his overworked throat is "They're dead! They're all dead! My Mommy! My brother! My kitties! All dead! Help me please help me!"

And that's when I touched his arm and said his name to wake him up.

October 20, 2009

Febreze Home Collections Flameless Luminary review.

When I went shopping late this afternoon, I picked up the few items that I had forgotten to get on Saturday when we went.
But while we were there, I bought* one of the new Febreze Home Collections Flameless Luminary starter kits in the Green Tea scent.
I had a coupon for $4 off a starter kit, and I like the Febreze line of products, the Pet Odor Eliminator fabric refresher works especially well for those times one of the cats has had an accident.

But the new Febreze Home Collections Flameless Luminary in Green Tea scent, is really fantastic!
It's really easy to use, and so beautiful too!

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When you first get the starter kit, you have to open up the battery compartment, pull off the red tab, (tab is there to prevent battery drainage during shipment and sitting on the store shelf) make sure that the batteries are in correctly, turn the switch to on, then open one of the luminary scent shade packages, unfold it, and place it on the stand.
The flameless light will not flicker until the scent shade is correctly in place.
That's it, all there is to it!
The luminary automatically shuts itself off after 4 hours too, to conserve the batteries and the scent.
By simply removing and replacing the scented shade, you can turn it back on.

I don't like to drink green tea, but the scented shade smells really pretty, it's not too strong or overpowering, but it fills the room with a light but definitely noticeable scent of green tea with just a hint of citrus.
The shades come in a variety of scents too, like Pomegranate Mango, Willow Blossom and Cranberry Pear.
Febreze also makes several other products for their new Home Collection, like scented reed diffusers, soy blend candles, and room spray, in seasonal scents as well, like Pumpkin Harvest, and Autumn Spice & Crisp.

I really like the flameless luminary, it just looks so pretty, and I feel safe using it because it's not a real candle, no flame, so I don't have to worry about accidentally knocking it over and causing a fire.
I love the look of candles, but I always make sure to not leave them unattended, so these new flameless luminaries are perfect.
The look of a beautiful flickering scented candle without the worry.

If you haven't tried these yet and like scented candles, you should pick one of these up.
The $4 coupon for the starter kit that I used was found in a coupon mailer, so make sure to check your Sunday paper's coupon fliers, and Febreze is offering a trade in of your old and used shades.
If you mail them 6 used Flameless Luminary shades, they will send you a coupon for a free Flameless Luminary two-pack refill.
The starter kits come with 2 shades, and 2-count refill packs can be purchased in stores, but if you buy the refill packs at Amazon, you get a 3-count refill pack.
Each refill pack comes with 3 pouches with 1 shade in each pouch, so that's probably how I will be buying my refill packs, it's just a better deal to get the extra pack of shades, and once they are all used, I can mail them in to get a coupon for a free 2-count refill from the store.

It smells so good in here right now, I just love good smelling scented candles, so these flameless luminaries are just perfect!

*Full disclosure of product reviews to comply with newest FTC ruling regarding full disclosure of all products reviewed on My Single Mom Life.

Shopping, stress, and crap.

When I go shopping later this afternoon to pick up the stuff that we forgot to get on Saturday when we went, I need to pick up some more acne products, because when I went to use some this morning to try and kill the stress zit I found on my forehead, I found nothing but empty containers.
I rarely ever get pimples, never really had that problem even as a teen, but I do get like 1 or 2 pimples when I get stressed out.
Most of last week was very stressful for me, no sleep, issue after issue, some total bs to try and deal with, and I'm not even sure that's really over yet, so yeah, 1 nice big zit on my forehead and nothing to kill it with.
The teens have a habit of using the stuff, leaving the empty containers, and not tell me that they are empty.
I don't know why they do that, I mean, just tell me that they need more, and I'll get more when I go shopping, easy.

October 19, 2009

Sunny-side up!

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Carmine is our indoor/outdoor stray that we adopted last Christmas kitty, and a cat that we absolutely love to have as a part of our family.
We consider all of our kitties to be members of the family, they are all wonderfully unique, but I am really just so beyond glad that Carmine is the only one that is allowed to go in and out, and boy, he was loving to be outdoors all day on Sunday.

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It was just absolutely perfect out all day Sunday.
The sun was shining as bright as always, but there was no heat, no humidity, as a matter of fact, it was a wee bit chilly out there in the early morning hours, and again as it turned to night.
I think the "hottest" it reached yesterday was about 72 degrees, and the lowest it got was around 50 degrees.
I love it when the temps are like that and the sun is still shining brightly.

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Carmine laid on the cool concrete ground of the carport for most of the day, letting whatever warmth from the sun that there was, shine down on him as he stretched out on his back and groomed himself for awhile.
After about 5 or so minutes of warmth and grooming, he heard a noise coming from the other half of the property, and he looked up and in that direction to try and spy whatever it was that was making the noise.

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He got up and slowly walked over to the other side.
He practically tip-toed off the carport concrete and into the grass.
He stretched himself long and low as he moved further into the grass.
Staring intently straight forward to whatever it was that he had heard and was now tracking like a great hunter.
In a move that happened so quickly I would have missed it had I blinked, he had sunk the claws of his right paw and his teeth into the prey he had quietly stalked.
He held it down with that same right paw while he ripped at the creature with his teeth.
He then picked up the animal with his teeth after making sure it was no longer moving or breathing, and he turned and carried it back to me with a slow but confident stroll.
He stopped no more than 2 feet away from where I stood watching it all, and he dropped it at my bare feet.
He looked up at me squinting his eyes from the bright sun, and he let out a loud mew of satisfaction.
I aimed my camera down and pressed the shutter at the same moment that I realized what he had dropped.
He was quite pleased with himself, purring loudly, he started rubbing his head and body all over my legs, dropping down with a quickness to rub his head on my bare feet.

I have no need to even try any of the best diet pills for quite some time after this freshly delivered meal.
Because it is morning and some of you may be eating your breakfast like I had been planning to do when this happened, I'll place the very fresh gift that I was given behind the cut.
You've been warned, don't blame me if you lose your morning coffee and eggs.

Mmmmm!!
Sunny-side up!

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Franken Berry!!!


Franken Berry!!! sent by Kat

I LOVE Halloween time because General Mills makes the "monster" cereals again, and I Absolutely LOVE Franken Berry!!
I bought 1 of each monster, because we all love a different one.
I love Franken Berry, Mark loves Boo Berry, and Sebastian loves Count Chocula.
As soon as Sebastian and I saw them on the shelf, we both squeaked with glee, and I told him to get 1 of each.
He smiled the biggest inner child smile, and put them in the cart.
It's the little things like these cereals that can bring out the kid in you, and take you back to your own happy childhood memories, and all of the excitement of Halloween, getting dressed in a costume, going trick or treating,going to costume parties, watching a scary movie for the 1st time, all of the fun things.
I'm sitting here still smiling because a box of cereal brought up such good and fun memories.
I wish they made the monster cereals all year round.

October 18, 2009

Considering a mini.

Sebastian is doing really well in his digital design class at school, he's getting better and better at it every day it seems.
He sends me some of his projects by email while he's in class, and I reply back what I think of them.
The other day, he sent me a picture he was working on as he went, so I got to see each step of how he designs something, it was really pretty cool.

Anyway, he really wants to go to college for digital design and video game design, and he's one of 5 students being given the opportunity to be 'looked at' by a technical design school in Tampa.
At the end of every week, the students and the teacher pick the student's best project from the whole week, and they email it to the design school contact, who then sends back his opinions and critiques of each student's work.
Sebastian has been getting some really good feedback from both his teacher and the teacher at the design school, and each year a couple of scholarships are awarded to 2 students from the digital design class, so when he becomes a senior and graduates, he just might get 1 of those scholarships.
He's really excited about this whole thing, he talks about it every day practically, so I am definitely encouraging him to keep doing his best work when we talk about it and when he sends emails home from class with his projects attached.

One of the things he's also been talking about is having another computer, perhaps a netbook like this Samsung Netbook which is on sale this week for $319.95 with free shipping, but no, I can't get that one, or get one this week, but we have been talking about getting him one to bring back and forth to school.
Even though most netbooks don't have cd-rom drives from which to install the graphics programs that he uses, external disk drives are available to add on separately, and his teacher has a program that can upload the graphics programs by either USB or an SD slot.

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I'm really thinking of getting him a netbook for Christmas.
He really wants one, he could really use one so that he can do his projects at school and at home.
Another reason to get him a netbook so that he can work on his projects at home, is so he wouldn't be having to take up too much computer time of the one that the teens share now.
Mark loves to play WoW on it, and he's really great at sharing the computer, he either goes and plays a video games or watches a movie while Sebastian is working on a project, having a netbook would allow the both of them to be on a computer at the same time, and Sebastian would be able to work on his stuff for as long as he wanted without feeling guilty about how much time he spends.
Right now even though the teens both share the pc time really great, Sebastian said he always feels guilty if he spends a lot of time on it when he knows that Mark wants to hop on and play.
So yeah, I'm really seriousy thinking that I'm going to buy him a netbook for Christmas.
Yeah, that would mean that I would need to get Mark something of similar value, or something that he really wants in the same price range, but it should be do-able. (keeps fingers crossed I'm not jinxing myself)
Below the cut is one of the projects that he did last week that he really likes.
I asked him to pick out which one he wanted me to put up, and he chose this one.

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October 16, 2009

North Port, here I come.

In about an hour, I am heading all the way down to the city of North Port because one single pharmacy in this state has my medication in stock.
The generic version of the pain medication that is no longer being made because of the Purdue lawsuit I blogged about yesterday.
So at some point later today, my pain will be somewhat under control, I won't have to stay curled up in a ball like sitting in an egg chair anymore.
It really is amazing what removing just one medication from my usual medication regiment does to me.
The other 2 medicines just are not controlling the pain the way that all 3 of them combined do, it's really astounding me.
And it looks like rain, so that may be an indicator of why I am in so much pain without it, the rain bothers me anyway, but without that 3rd med, it's unreal how swollen my ankles and knees are, they look like I have balloons buried under the skin.
Two of my friends are giving me a ride to North Port.
I can't believe that they are the only pharmacy that has them, it's crazy.
I have called over 60 pharmacies since Tuesday, and finally found one this morning that has them.

October 15, 2009

Filing a formal complaint.

Yesterday was just not a good day here.
At 11:25am, one of Sebastian's teachers called me, not the house phone, but my cell phone.
The cell phone is the emergency contact number on the call list if they call the house number first and do not get an answer.
The school knows that I am usually at home 24 hours a day unless I have a doc appointment, so why she called that number I haven't a cue.
But it's what she said to me that was the problem.
She asked me where Sebastian was.

I told her he was at school, she told me that he wasn't, that he never showed up at Riverview High School at all, he was marked absent by all of his teachers for the 3 class periods that had already passed.
I told her that was impossible, he left here at 6:45am, he walks to school, he wouldn't ever skip school, that's not the kind of kid he is, he's got to be there I told her.
She kept repeating to me that he was not there, that he never arrived, her exact words to me were "Sebastian Cooper has not been on Riverview High school property at all today, he is not on property."
I started to panic, Mark was now listening to me very closely.
I asked her again where he was, how did the school misplace a student, I said that I knew they got 1,600 new students this year, but come on, how can they not know if he was there?
She repeated it again, he was not on school property at all.

I hung up on her and immediately called the school's main number and demanded them to find my son.
I explained to the poor secretary what the teacher had told me, and the secretary was baffled why such a call was made to me by a teacher.
She said that anytime the school thinks a student is missing, it is not the teacher's job to call a parent, but the administration's, she asked me what number was called, I told her my cell phone, she said that was also odd because she was looking at Sebastian's information, and it clearly stated to call the home number first.
I was really panicking now, the secretary had not confirmed if Sebastian was there, she was just talking about the teacher's actions, so I asked her if my son was there.
She said that he had indeed been marked absent by all of his class teachers that morning.
I demanded that they find him, to have security go look for him, that he had to be there, he left here at 6:45am, he just had to be there.
She told me that they would go look for him and call me back.

When Mark heard me say that, he quickly got dressed, he grabbed my other cell phone and his ID card, and said he was going to the high school to find his brother.
He tore off out of the house, he was going to either find his brother at school or on the side of the road if he had been hit.
The street he walks to school has also been under sidewalk construction, so all kinds of bad things had gone through my head, I was Twittering the events, I had to do something while I waited for the school to find my son or for Mark to find him, I was in a complete panic.

When she called me back, she said that security was still looking for him, that they were speaking to his teachers and asking them if they had seen him at all, and she wanted to ask me what clothes he was wearing, security needed a visual to search for.
I told her, khaki cargo shorts, a black t-shirt, white sneakers, he has blond shaggy hair, blue eyes, he's carrying a gray backpack.
She said that they would call me back again.
When she called me back, she told me that he was there, he was in his PSAT testing all morning like he was supposed to be doing, and that the teacher's had marked him absent incorrectly, but that they all knew that he was in testing, all of the teachers had been informed and knew about it for weeks.

She then told me that I needed to file a formal complaint against the teacher for causing me to panic, for telling me incorrect information and causing me to worry, that the teacher knew beyond a shadow of a doubt, that Sebastian was in PSAT testing all morning.
I told her that I wanted him to come home, that my oldest son was there, to release Sebastian to his custody and bring him home, I was too upset to just leave him there, if he was done with his testing, I wanted him home.
I had now been in a panic for about 40 minutes, my heart was racing, I was dizzy and lightheaded, nauseous, I wanted my child at home.
She said she understood completely, she's a mom to, that if a teacher had called her and said the same thing, she would also want her child at home immediately.
She reminded me to file the complaint, gave me the name and number of the person in charge at the school board to call and make the complaint to, she said she herself was upset about this, that it simply wasn't right for the teacher to make that call, not only wasn't it right, but it wasn't school protocol for a missing student.
She was going to release him to Mark who was now there, but an administrator, Dr. Moore, told her to hang up, that she wanted to speak to Sebastian, the teacher who called me, and Mark.

Dr. Moore called me a few minutes later, told me that the teacher had told her what she really said to me, that I was wrong.
She said the teacher told her that the teacher had asked me why Sebastian was absent 2 days last week, and wanted to know why.
I told Dr. Moore that was not true, that she never asked me or said anything about his absences last week, she told me point blank that he was nowhere on school property today, she did not say anything about last week, and if that's the story the teacher told Dr. Moore, she was lying because she now understood to severe gravity of what her phone call to me about him being missing, would mean to her job.
Dr. Moore told me that was not true, that I had simply misunderstood her, that the teacher did not know about PSAT testing, that none of the teachers did.
I told her that was complete bullshit, that letters were sent home to parents 2 weeks ago, that his teachers did know, the secretary had even confirmed that, all the teachers knew.
Dr. Moore said the secretary did not know what she was talking about, basically, Dr. Moore was calling the secretary a liar.
She yelled at me that I was stupid for wanting my child home.
She called me stupid.
WTF kind of administrator is this to call a parent stupid??
I was furious at this point and demanded to know her name.
She screamed into the phone "NO!" and hung up on me.

I called the cell phone that Mark had, I asked him who the administrator was who had called me, spoken to him and Sebastian, he asked Sebastian, and then told me, Dr. Moore.
I wrote the name down on the same piece of paper where I had written the name of the teacher and the school board contact name and number.
I called the secretary again to have my son released, she was very upset, she said she was yelled at for giving me any information.
I told her I was sorry about that, really sorry, but I wanted my son released to his brother immediately, and she said she had just let them leave.
I asked for her name, I told her that I would make sure that when I filed my formal complaint, that I would make sure the school board knew that she did everything she could to help me and that she was now in trouble for helping me find my son and releasing him.
She thanked me and gave me her name, she kept apologizing for what had happened, I told her that it was all ok, not her fault, that she was amazing, kept me calm, found my son, let him leave with his brother and got in trouble herself for helping me find my child.

During all of this mess, I was still waiting on my doctor to call me back with news on my medication and insurance battle, I was in pain, my heart was racing, I felt sick to my stomach over this whole ordeal.
I was on the phone with the school, my insurance company, and the doctor's office all morning, going back and forth with 3 places, my head was splitting.
I have a blood pressure monitor at home now because of my high blood pressure which I take meds for, and so after I calmed down a little bit, I took it.
Not good, not good at all.
It was 165 over 107, that is really super high if you don't know.
If I had gone to a doctor at that point, they would have immediately thought I was having a heart attack and strapped me down to a table and ran all kinds of tests like an EKG, and probably would have called for an ambulance.
I took another bp pill, and laid down on the couch and waited for my sons to come home.
When they came home, Sebastian told me that the teacher who had called me and started this whole mess, had actually told him on both Monday and Tuesday, to NOT go to any of his classes, to go to his PSAT testing, she was reminding him about the testing, so she did know where he was, she herself had reminded him about the testing, so why she called me and told me he was missing, he didn't know.

I called the school board and made the formal complaint verbally, and they are sending me forms to fill out for the written complaint.
Not only did I file against the idiot teacher, but I filed against Dr. Moore as well for her extremely inappropriate and unprofessional behavior for calling me stupid, refusing to give me her name, and hanging up on me.
Dr. Moore is the high school assistant principal.

October 14, 2009

Trick 'r Treat.

Last night (Tuesday night) the teens and I watched a most awesome Halloween movie!
We watched Trick 'r Treat, and it is seriously awesome!
It stars most notably, Anna Paquin of HBO's True Blood, and her Academy Award winning role in The Piano, when she was just 9 years old.

Trick 'r Treat is 5 stories interwoven into one tale that takes place on Halloween night, all on the same block in one neighborhood, and they have a special little trick or treater.
That special trick or treater is named "Sam", and he is the spirit of Halloween itself.
Sam does not like it one little bit when people do not follow the traditions of Halloween.
Don't blow out your jack o' lantern before midnight, don't mock the dead, always give out candy to children when they say trick or treat, and several other traditions or rituals of the one night of the year when the dead are said to walk to walk the earth.

There is one story that is just so beyond messed up, like whoever thought of it is just totally screwed in the head, it is quite possibly the most evil tale that I have ever heard in my entire life.
I don't want to give anything away, so let me just say that Trick 'r Treat is probably one of the best Halloween movies that I have seen in ages!
The stories are perfectly played out, the blood and gore totally adequate, and some of the tales are just fabulously beyond twisted, I loved it!
I was sitting here in my own house applauding the ends of each of the 5 stories arcs, they were that perfect!
If you love Halloween movies and like a bit of a scare, (it's not super scary at all, it's just right and totally twisted!) you need to Netflix it or get it on demand from your cable provider like now, it's really just a totally super awesome Halloween movie.

I would so totally love a little stuffed toy of Sam, he's freaking awesome!

October 13, 2009

What to do if things are bad?

I posted to my other blog today about Mark having his MRIs last week and getting the results of that test being a huge priority because depending on what exactly is wrong with his spine and how severe it is, it will determine how Mark proceeds with the rest of his life.
He has always wanted to be a cop, ever since he was little, but if his back is really bad, he may not be able to do that dream job of his, he may have to choose a different career path.
If his career path is completely changed by his spine, he will have to do something else, but I know that he will still want a job where he can be in charge, help people, work with people, we talked about that this afternoon, he still wants to work with people in some capacity.
He knows that he may have to totally change his career choice, and he's ok with that.
Well not totally ok, but he's slowly coming to terms with the fact that things may change for him once we get the results of his tests.
He may not be able to have such a physically demanding job, so he would have to take different classes in college, and maybe even take some online masters programs to change his path, from the comfort of our home while he gets treated for his spine issues.
He could get a masters in organizational leadership/management, and this would allow him to still work with people, he could work in development for a management position, or even do consulting work if he got a degree.
It would totally allow him to still work with people, be in charge and help people, being a project manager or doing management consultation, teaching people how to be good managers, how to show other people how to work with their employees, to get the most out of them and still keep everyone happy.
I'm sure that we've all had a job at some point in our lives where the manager or supervisor above us had absolutely zero people skills right?
I know that I have, I've had some that I thought to myself, how in the heck did this guy become a manager?
Did the regional supervisors just throw the store keys in the crowd of employees and whoever caught them, they became the manager?
As an organizational leader or manager, that person would teach other people how to be good managers, how to organize and get the most out of their work time and the people they are in charge of, to inspire people, to help build confidence and share the company's goals and focus.
All Mark has ever wanted to do is to be a police officer so he could help people, protect and serve the community, if he can't do that anymore, becoming a leader would still allow him to serve the people, to do something good in a company or community.
I am really hoping that his spine isn't so messed up that he has to let go of his dream of being a police officer, but if it is, I think becoming a leader, doing management consulting, would still allow him to do a part of his dream of helping people do their best, be their best.
People who do their best and are inspired to be their best, stay out of trouble, so in a way, he would be helping his community stay safe by keeping people happy and productive.
It's people who have lost hope, who are not happy and feel like they have to do a desperate act to survive, who commit crimes.
He would be helping people be their best and have a lot to live for.
I think that would be just as honorable of a job as an officer.
Totally different path and career, but it would still be helping the people in his community.
Make sense to you?
It makes total sense in my head and Mark's, he's the one who brought up this subject this afternoon, he wanted to talk about what else could he do to help people if he can't be a cop anymore.

October 11, 2009

Where The Wild Things Are movie.

Every single time I see the commercial for Where the Wild Things Are on tv, I am completely amazed at how awesome it looks.
It looks absolutely fantastic doesn't it?!

They did a great job making the movie look like the book, the wild things are done so cool looking, they look like they could be real.
There are several scenes where Max is riding one of the wild things around, it just looks so comfy and fun, riding on a big wild animal like that, the fur/hair looks real, I love that!
When Max is riding one of them, he doesn't even need a saddle or other horse supplies to stay on, the wild things are so gentle with Max, they make sure that he doesn't fall off.
Where the Wild Things Are is one of those classic childrens books that I think every parent has read to their kids over and over, it's an amazingly simple but beautiful story.
In just 48 pages, kids are transported through their imaginations to the place where the wild things are.
The movie looks incredible, it looks just like my imagination has taken me at some point in all of the years I've read it to my sons, my nieces, and any kids that I babysat.
Every time that Sebastian sees the trailer, he gets this huge smile on his face and says that he can't wait to see it, he says that it's one of his favorite books.
Mark even said he'd like to see it, so age doesn't really matter, if the movie is as good as the book, kids and parents alike will love to see it.

Kindasorda back.

I am still battling the tail end of the flu or whatever it was that hit me last week and made me feel like crap.
I feel better now, not perfect, but at least now I can stand up without feeling nauseous and dizzy.
The past few days have just been hellish on me, the smell of what the teens were eating made me gag, finding lizard heads on the floor made me gag, cat gack on the floor made me gag, I think you get the picture, everything just made me feel like hell.

Mark has been over at his friend's house since yesterday, and he's staying there again tonight.
I really don't mind, it's nice and quiet, there's no one fighting over any video games on the pc or the Xbox 360.
As a matter of fact, the teens are chatting with each other on WoW.
It's been nice and quiet all night yesterday, and all day today, and it will be quiet all night again.
That's just what I needed, peace and quiet so that I could rest.
I need to pick up some more acne skin care stuff for the teens (both of their faces are broken out again because they ran out) when I go shopping on Thursday, or maybe after I'm done at the doc's office on Tuesday while I wait for the pharmacist to fill my prescriptions, I could just buy some there.

I have pretty much spent all of my time on the couch or my bed, but once I was good enough to sit up, I sat and watched the trailers for new movies that are coming out.
I watched the trailer for The Boondock Saints II: All Saints Day.
Boondock Saints is one of my all time fave movies, and part 2 has the original cast which I'm happy about, it would suck if they changed actors in it.
It looks ok, I'd like to see it but no clue when or if I could go to the movies to see it, not sure how rough the chairs would be on me because I'd have to practically lay back in order to see the screen.

I am not a fan of remade films, there has been far too many of them the last few years, and now Hollywood has remade A Nightmare on Elm Street.
Sorry, but it's just not going to be the same without Robert Englund, he is Freddie in my opinion.
They are calling it "a contemporary re-imagining of the horror classic."
I dunno, I just don't know about this guy that is playing Freddie this time around.
Jackie Earle Harley is playing Freddie in this "re-imagining" of the story.
He played Rorschach in The Watchmen, he did a good job, but I just don't see him as Freddie, not even while watching the trailer, he just doesn't look like Freddie.
Maybe they got a sucky make-up artist.
*sigh*
I'll be back, off and on when I feel even better.
I think I'm gonna go read updated blogs now.
Later days.

October 7, 2009

Might be doing a talk show!

Our story is still being talked about, people want to hear more, know more, so many shows and magazines wanting to interview us, it's like wow.
We are in this weeks issue of In Touch Weekly magazine, it's dated October 12, 2009, we are on pages 74-75.
This is the cover if you want to flip through the magazine while in the checkout line. ha ha
I actually went up to 7eleven and bought the issue so I could have it as a memento.
I was told that we're going to be in this week's People magazine, it comes out on Friday, and when that issue of People comes out, I'll buy that one too.

My friend Christie is the one who told me about In Touch Weekly, she posted it to the forums we chat on, she said that it made her grandma who is in hospice care now, smile the biggest smile, that our story is touching people.
It must be, other shows want us to come on their shows.
The one that I think we've all agreed to do is the Tyra Banks show, we just have to work out 1 small scheduling conflict.
I've sent the Twitter contact for her show a message asking him to call me so we can work the schedule out.
Yes, the scheduling conflict is my fault.
They want to fly us out to NYC on Tuesday morning, do the show taping on Wednesday morning, and fly home Wednesday night, but I can't do that because I have my monthly pain doc appointment on Tuesday at 11am.
I cannot cancel or reschedule that appointment, it is set by the laws, you can only see your pain doc once per month, once every 30 days, so yeah, I cannot reschedule it, and I definitely cannot cancel it or I won't be able to even get on a plane, I'll be in too much pain to get out of bed even.
So yeah, I hope that the Tyra show can reschedule us, like I can fly out on Wednesday morning, but not Tuesday morning.
I am hoping that they will reschedule us, my brothers and sister want to do her show, so I don't want to be the one who messes it up and we can't do it, so keep your fingers crossed that they will reschedule us.

I am still in a state of shock over all of this, so much publicity, it's kind of nuts really, but I understand why people want more of our story.
Life is pretty depressing right now for everyone because of the economy, so people want happy stories, feel good, heart warming stories, and ours really is a pretty damn amazing story.
It's really incredible still how it all came together and I'm sooo glad that it did.
Joanne and I keep texting each other back and forth, talking to each other on the phone, and I've been in touch by email with Randy and Gary's families, so yeah, getting to see them again in NYC will be awesome if the schedule can be worked out.
Mark said he will go this time too, the first one was just so rushed, it all happened so fast, but with the Tyra show, we are getting enough notice that we can make plans to have someone come feed the cats and get the mail for us.
I am so hoping the schedule can be worked out, I really want to see Joanne, Randy, and Gary again.
I just want to get to know them, far too much time has passed in our lives, we need some time to really talk to each other and get to know one another, so if we can work out the schedule and if they put us all in the same hotel, we can spend the first night we all fly in, just hanging out and talking to each other and our families.
I will keep you posted if we can work this out, and also tell you what day the show would air too!!

Sickness and testing.

Mark is going in for his MRI tomorrow at 9:30am, his Big, George, is taking him to it.
I am sick and in pain, so I'm not going to go with him, he's 18, he can go by himself for the 3 hour long MRI, they don't let family sit in the room where the MRI is done.
There is just no way that I can sit there and wait for 3 hours on the uncomfortable waiting room chairs, I am in some pretty serious back pain, and I have been running a high fever for the last 2 days.
He is scheduled for 3 individual MRIs, and they told me that it will be about 2 hours 45 minutes, to 3 hours long for it to be done.
I was going to send him by taxi cab, I couldn't find us a ride there and back, so I was all prepared to take him by taxi cab, and cab it back home again when it's over, but Mark called George while I was trying to sleep late this afternoon.
Mark told me he called George around 4:30pm or so, told him that I was sick, that he was going to have to take a cab by himself because I'm sick, so he asked George if he could take him, and George said yes.
If I'm contagious, it would be a very bad thing to go there with him, they have signs posted that say "If you are sick or running a fever, please do not come in, we will reschedule your appointment."
If I'm feeling better in the morning and my fever is gone, I will go with him, but as of right now, it's not looking like I'll be able to go.

October 5, 2009

W00t! Cash back!

I LOVE my PayPal debit card!
One of the best things that I ever did was sign up to get the PayPal debit card.
I have been a PayPal user since practically the beginning of my using the internet.
I've had the PayPal debit card for a little over 2 years now I think, and it has been a true lifesaver for me several times.
There have been quite a few times that I've been at the doctor's office or the pharmacy, for example, and I expected my bill to be a certain amount but found out that it would be more than what I had expected and budgeted, so I called PayPal from my cell phone and was able to get my balance and discovered that I had been paid early from work, or had gotten a deposit/donation, and was able to pay my bill right on the spot without the embarrassment of not having enough to pay the bill.
My doctor's office will work with people who are a bit short, but the pharmacy won't, so being able to check my balance and pay the bill with my PayPal debit card is truly awesome.
It helped me just this past month when I had to get another new AC for the house.
That was another situation where I was able to check my balance from my cell phone while on the go, heard how much my balance was, and was able to go straight to Home Depot to buy another one.
I'm pretty sure that purchase right there is why I got this email from them just this morning. ha ha
Because I use the debit card, I get cash back for all of my purchases.
This may not seem like a lot of money to get excited about, but every single penny is counted and appreciated by me, this is free money in my opinion, so I totally love it when PayPal gives me cash back every month just for spending my own money!

Dear Kat,
Congratulations!
You've received a cash back reward of $8.19 USD after using your PayPal Debit Card.
Your cash back reward has been deposited in your PayPal account and is based on your monthly eligible transactions.
Thanks,
PayPal

Since having the debit card and using the 'credit' option when paying for purchases, (not using my PIN number) I have earned a total of $130.55 USD.
I think that's pretty good for just using a card to pay for stuff.
I wish my other cards paid cash back too.

Sickness, movies, and mice.

Sebastian and I spent the entire day feeling like crap even with some Nyquil to take.
We both spent the entire day sleeping off and on, and now that I took naps all day long, I can't sleep.
I've been up watching tv and surfing the net all night long.
I found a bunch of free online auctions to look at to pass the time.
It's amazing to me how much some stuff is worth, like old toys.
I wish I had hung on to more of my old dolls and toys, some of them would be worth a ton of money now like my Tuesday Taylor doll that I had.
I think she was like less than $10 back when she first came out, now she's selling for about $100.00
Damn.

I watched a bunch of horror movies, some I had seen like Children of the Corn, and then some that I hadn't seen like Death Tunnel.
It wasn't too bad, but it's not something that I would watch again unless someone paid me.
Death Tunnel that is, not Children of the Corn, I love that movie.
"Outlander! Outlander! We have your woman! Outlander!"
Malachai was one of my fave characters in that movie, so perfectly cast in my opinion.

Carmine is our kitty that goes in and out of the house.
He was the stray kitten we found last December.
Yes, I said that we were only going to keep him for a little while, try to find his owners or give him away, but we fell in love with him, he's such a good kitty, so well behaved and loving, we couldn't part with him.
Anyway, he goes in and out all of the time to do his business outside, play around, whatever it is that he does out there, and then he always comes back.
When he came back in tonight, he brought us a gift.

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A mouse.
A big fat field mouse.
He came running in the house with it in his teeth, and then dropped him at my feet, looked up at me, meowed loudly, and then rubbed all over my legs.
He brought me dinner I think.
We of course picked up the mouse with tissue and threw it away outside, but he brought it to us as a treat or a thank you, not really sure, but it was meant as a gift, so I rewarded him with lots of love, pets, cuddles, and kisses which he absolutely loved.
I also gave him a piece of cheese which he gobbled up quickly and then joined me on the couch.

It's now just a few minutes past 4am and I'm wide awake.
I still feel like crap, but I'm wide awake.

October 3, 2009

I said please too late I think.

I'm thinking that it IS the flu.
Sebastian has been sick and miserable all day long, and about an hour or so ago, I started to feel like crap.
Dammit.

October 2, 2009

It's the 8th Annual Blogger Boobiethon!

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It's that time of year again folks!
It's time for the 8th Annual Blogger Boobiethon!

In the past 7 years, we (bloggers from everywhere!) have raised over $50,000 for breast cancer research.
You can learn all about this event and it's history here, but basically, bloggers from all over the world and internet, join together to raise money for breast cancer research by getting people to donate to the Susan G. Komen for the Cure charity which helps to fund research for a breast cancer cure.

We also raise money to help a fellow blogger in need, bloggers helping bloggers.
Please read that page to learn all about this part of the boobiethon, it's been something that we've done every year since the whole start of this, and is actually the entire reason that the boobiethon exists.

Last year I was the recipient of this part of the boobiethon after my spine fusion in September 2008, and I am still, and always will be, eternally grateful for all of the help, donations, encouragement, and support my fellow bloggers, readers, and supporters of the boobiethon, gave to me during that time and continue to give to me.
This year's recipient of the bloggers helping bloggers portion is Joan, aka, DaGoddess.

Donating to the boobiethon is really very, very easy.
Simply click the button up above or this link right here, and choose who you want to give money to, Komen or Joan, akaDaGoddess, and then follow the super simple instructions on that page so that the organizers of the boobiethon can add your donation to the total, and send you a confirmation email thanking you for your support.

This is now the 2nd year since the thon started that I have not been able to volunteer my time doing photo editing for health reasons.
Last year I had just had spine fusion surgery, and this year I am still dealing with some of the problems that are the result of that surgery, and my recent life-changing experience of discovering my bio-siblings and getting to meet them on the Today show in New York.
I feel terrible that I am unable to donate my time, it's something that I absolutely love doing every year, but because I can't volunteer my time, I am going to make sure that I post about the thon at least once every day until it ends, post updates about it on my Twitter stream, post on forums, and wherever else I can post about it to help spread the word and raise money for the cure.

Breast cancer effects all of us in some way at least once in our lives.
I know friends who have fought the battle with it, some won, some lost, I have had scares in my own family, and currently I have a friend whose Grandmother is losing the battle.
We need to find the cure.
Together we can help find that cure by raising money to fund research so that someday everyone who gets breast cancer can win the battle.

The 8th Annual Blogger Boobiethon began at midnight on October 1st and will run until midnight on October 7th.
In 2008, we raised $9,300.00.
So far on just this 2nd day of the boobiethon, (as of the time of this post) we have raised $2,705.00.
Let's beat last year's total!!
Donate, send in your picture, (mine will be sent in soon!) blog about it, tweet about it, put a button on your blog, do one thing from that list, (do several from that list!) and help us raise more money than we did last year!!

Please don't let it be the flu.

When Sebastian came home from school today, he looked absolutely wiped out, I asked him how his day was, and he fell back on the couch and said that he just felt absolutely horrible.
He said his whole body hurts, he has a headache, just feels terrible.
I am really hoping that it's not the flu or *gasp* the swine flu.
I didn't go get my flu shot yet at Walgreen's.
I can get a flu shot for way cheap because of my insurance, so I'm going to get to Walgreen's and get one as soon as I can.
But anyway, I really hope that Sebastian isn't coming down with either version of the flu, that would totally suck.
The last thing I need is a house full of sickies.

This whole experience, going to New York, meeting my siblings, has been just so overwhelming, (I keep saying that huh?) that I am still in a state of shock over it all, I've barely eaten anything in days, since like last week when it all happened, and I've actually lost some weight from the shock and stuff.
I don't need any diet pills right now, that's for sure.
I have like no appetite at all right now, not in a few days.
I'm still trying to get caught up, still trying to work through emails and everything, and I still need to clean the house.
I haven't done more than the laundry and some dishes, but the rest of the house seriously needs some help, it's like trashed and I just don't feel like doing it but know that I need to.
Right now I need to go and figure out dinner, I'll be back after I can get some stuff done.

Oh!
The Boobiethon has started, I'm actually a little bit late posting about it, but they have now raised $2301.55 just since it started at midnight on October 1st!
Please go and donate, send in your picture, or just do one thing to help raise money for breast cancer!

October 1, 2009

Thank you Mommy, I'm so tired.

Sebastian said that to me just now, "Thank you Mommy, I'm so tired" as I helped him get up off the couch where he had fallen asleep and escorted him to his room.
He sounded as though his day was long and hard, the day of someone hard at work, voice nearly cracking as he whispered it, "Thank you Mommy, I'm so tired."
So grown up yet still so small inside.
I tucked him in, covered him with his blanket, he whispered it again, an almost pained look on his face, eyebrows bent, a grimace on his lips.
I wonder how his day was, for real, he said it was fine, it was school he said.
Maybe he'll tell me tomorrow what made him so tired.

I really miss Pete.

Pete from the corner store that is.
He lost the corner store back in December 2005, and the new owners, while they are nice, they have their prices a bit steep, almost as steep as 7-11.
I had to go up to the corner store and get some cat food and stuff, I didn't feel like walking all of the way to Publix, and their charge card/debit card thingy wasn't working right.
I knew what the problem was, the guy had a girl in there talking on the phone, and the phone line is tied into the POS systems, so if you try to run a charge while someone is on the phone, it will not work.
He kept trying and trying, said he didn't know why it wasn't working, so I told him to have her hang up.
He tried arguing with me, saying that wasn't the issue, but I know from all my years in customer service that IT was the problem.
He finally relented and had her hang up, and what do ya know?
It dialed in and went through.
I told him that they should probably get a dedicated phone line for the cash register because this will happen every single time if someone is on the phone.
He gave me kind of a snotty look after that, but whatever dude.

The guy at night is not the owner, the owner only works in the morning, and he's a nice guy, but the guy at night can be a total jerk sometimes.
He always has people hanging out with him too, like I think that was his girlfriend, and there's usually a couple of guys just hanging out in there, standing around chatting with him.
The owner doesn't like that, he told me the other day that he is thinking of reviewing the security tapes because the store is never cleaned how it should be when he comes in in the morning.
I didn't tell him about all of the people hanging out at night, I figure he'll see it all on the tapes.
But yeah, the jerky guy at night is the main reason I miss the old owner Pete.
Pete was cool, it was a family business, his whole family worked there.
He kept his prices low, he was friendly, the store was clean, and there weren't ever any weird people hanging out at night.