A place where I will put stuff that doesn't neatly fit into any other catagories and where I will do my best to keep bad spelling and typos down to a bare minimum. :)
Thursday, November 27, 2003
posted by Carol at
6:08 PM (Pacific)
I have had the most lovely THanksgiving I have had in a very long time.
Its been a most perfect day. I should post about it but I really most go upstairs and pee and diddle around with my MAC lipliner abit.
*sigh*
should every holiday be like this one.....
I wish all of you love, peace, happiness and contentment.
Wednesday, November 19, 2003
posted by Carol at
10:27 AM (Pacific)
You have not lived until you stick both hands as far back into your dogs mouth as you can go to try and pull out a string that has been wedged inbetween her teeth tighter than you ever thought possible making her choke and gag and foam since it is not only wedged between tooth and gum it is also hanging down her throat. Kids are crying and carrying on around you as not only is their precious dog choking to death on the string but Mom has both hands down her throat while she is sitting on the now terrified-bordering-on-berserk dog trying to hold her down (sans hands) long enough to pull the jammed string out of her teeth and throat.
Mom swears long and hard, pulls long and hard and (flashing back to giving birth except this is pulling with all ones might rather than pushing) as the feeling goes out of her fingers and they turn purple because the da*n string is wrapped so tightly around them trying to get some leverage in the unbelievably slick-sliminess that is the back of a gagging dogs throat.
*POP*
goes the string.
*Sigh*
goes the mom.
*Awwwwww*
go the kids.
*RUN!*
goes the dog who then hides under the bed until Mom coaxes her out with pieces of hot dog.
I wash my hands, fix my hair and go met my husband for lunch at the chinese buffet.
Friday, November 07, 2003
posted by Carol at
3:52 PM (Pacific)
The MIL got a good report from the Doc. this month. Her cancer cell count has gone from 24,000 back in January to 1,900 this month. On her MRI, they are no longer calling her tumors "tumors" now they are "shadows".
This is all remarkable news. The dr. and nurses kept asking her what she was doing to get such results. Nothing out of the ordinary actually, other than she has ALOT of people praying for her.
Survival rates of her type of cancer are dismal. I think I read somewhere it was like 98% are gone by the first year. So, is she just one of the lucky 2%? Or is there something in the prayers? Who am I to say? I know of 3 other people who were diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. 2 were younger than her, 1 of those lasted a year, the other 2 months. The third was a friend of my parents, he lasted 3 months.
I dunno. You would think that such a thing would change a person and/or their family. It hasn't. Well, its certainly given me alot to think about, but the in-laws are still their some old selves. In-laws, don't ya just love 'em?
Oh. My SIL's biopsies came back fine, just cysts.
Tuesday, November 04, 2003
posted by Carol at
1:02 PM (Pacific)
You're Most Like The Season ... NO wait! Hold it! You're not like a season at all! You're a psycho... You need a new season created just for you.
You either answered wildly to be different, or you truly are a 'special case'. Independant - maybe, Intelligent - somewhat. Weird and wacky - most certainly.
A nut case, a fruit cake, the joker, the insane lunatic :) However be careful or you may get locked up.
Well Done... You're not at home in any of the seasons, you creat your own.
HA!
You don't even want to know how many of those quizilla thingeys I've done. I've just not posted any of the results. Maybe I should?
This morning I did Which Dysfunctional Barbie, Which Beer and Which Alcoholic Beverage are you? No doubt you all are dying to know the answers?
Alright-
I am:
Exotic Dancer Barbie, Sam Adams beer and Black Velvet liquor.
Oh, and I did some quiz where I ended up being a vampire.
I need to get out more.
Monday, November 03, 2003
posted by Carol at
7:54 PM (Pacific)
Epona is the wise and humble Goddess of horses. She enlightened fools, and aided those in need. You have a sweet persona, but that doesn't mean you're innocent. If you see one being unjustly persecuted, you're there to help.
