True Love Stories Have No End

In response the the comments made about my shampoo-stealing brother: Yes, you would think that he'd have to replace it, wouldn't you? But the fact is he's the baby of the family and has always gotten what he's wanted.........including my shampoo. Maybe if he won't give me back my shampoo or replace it, I can con him into taking me to see "Blades of Glory" this weekend...........even though I'd end up paying. But at least I wouldn't have to go alone.

Have any of you been watching October Road on ABC? The appeal for me is that the lead character, Nick, was a beloved cast member of One Tree Hill (Jake). I loved him on OTH, even though he's now gone away. (But thanks to seasons one, two and three on DVD, the memory of him remains!!)

One of the guys on the show has some shoulder-length hair, his nickname is Big Cat. I don't like him because his hair is better than mine. I couldn't ever like a guy who had better hair than me. It's just not right.

I have a secret that I want badly to post, but I can't. But I really, really, really want to. It's about me, so it's not like I'd be gossiping by telling, but I don't want to jinx anything, so I'd better be quiet. However, I am looking for reasons to tell, so if someone has a good one, I may divulge said information....since I was given a good reason.

Other than that, life is relatively normal. Except for skeezy Missy weasling her way back into Nathaniel's life. She walked into my mom's office yesterday at work and was talking about Nathaniel's Bells Palsy, and my mom was confused because we haven't told anyone about it. And she kept saying how it looks awful, blah, blah, blah. WELL! Guess what? If she's seen it, then she's seen Nathaniel. We, his family, haven't even seen him since he's had it (not that we're bad family, he just said to stay away because it's embarassing to him.) Before he had this (and this is gross) he had a bad yeast infection in his mouth and he couldn't talk, swallow or eat. He got rid of that and two days later had Bell's. I think Missy gave him a disease. That's what I keep telling him. He just glares at me.

Oh, and did I mention that she spent 3 HOURS at my Grandma's visitation? Like she was part of the family? Apparently icy stares and glares don't deter this whore.

Anyway, I better go or else I'll tell you how I really feel!!

Did you ask for Thunder? 'Cause I can hear it!

Yesterday morning I was taking a shower and reaching for my shampoo when it struck me that something was different. It took a while, but then I realized that the purple-bottled shampoo that I got for my birthday was gone. I looked high and low for it, but I couldn't find it.

Then I was making my lunch and thought to myself, "That garlic bread we had for supper last night was good, I'll make sure I make some more tonight." And then I realized that the 2 loaves of French bread that were on the counter were gone. I looked high and low for them, but I couldn't find them.

Now, while many of you may think I was losing my mind (as I did for a while) this is not the case. It's just that my youngest brother is a theif (more that he's just cheap and lazy) and he took everything. He called me at work yesterday to tell me his hair felt and looked great. I told him that it was bad enough he took my new shampoo, but since it was a birthday present, that was even worse.

I don't expect any replacement shampoo. I have the shampoo blues.

So, my other brother (who is going to school and climbs 60 foot poles daily) has been diagnosed with Bell's Palsy. Can I just say: scary! For those of you who don't know, it's a virus that causes temporary paralysis. His eye is droopy and his mouth doesn't function on one side. I would be more scared about it, but a few months ago a friend of mine was diagnosed with it as well. It was scary then, but she's fully recovered, so I have a good feeling for my brother. The thing that scares me is that he needs to be in top form to climb those poles and it would truly suck if he were to fall.

That's all I'm going to say about it. I don't like to think of what he does. It scares me and makes me worry.

So, I've been in a bit of depression since Grandma passed away. I never thought it would be this hard to lose her, but then again how would I know since I haven't lost anyone really close to me in 15 years? Sometimes it just hits me that things will be different. Like Easter. And then it makes me sad that I missed last Easter because I went up North. But, who would have know I'd been missing the last Easter?

I've gotten fatter during the last few weeks, too. It's funny how people feel that eating helps coping with loss. Not that I mind, we got some excellent brownies the other day. People keep bringing food to my grandpa, but he's diabetic so he can't eat any of it so it goes to my family since we're the closest. One of these days I'm going to have to start exercising or something before my fat pants are too tight to wear. I have to say, though, that I've started incorporating more fruits and veggies in my daily eating. Hopefully that helps, too.

I never did post about the wonderful birthday gifts I got. Marlene sent me the most gorgeous roses at work. They were bright red with streaks of yellow. I've never seen them before and I couldn't for the life of me find a picture of them to post. Take my word for it that they were unique and brilliant. Lora sent me a suffed cow (super soft, too) that was named A, for the town I live in. And tons of Easter candy which has since been devoured.

Kristen sent me a box of goodies....my favorite being the coasters that are the same style as the air freshner she got me that said, "I ran into my ex.....and then I put it in reverse and did it again" and also the same style as the notecards that say, "She liked imaginary men best." Oh, Kristen. Such a good gift giver!

Speaking of good gift givers, April sent me a box of stuff as well. A book (which I read in 2 days, it was cute and made me laugh.....and was in large print. Score!), some cocoa mix, a yummy smelling homemade candle and some cute stationary. Now I can write to people if I stop being lazy.

And we all know I got some shampoo.......that I'll never get to use. *sigh*

Too Distracted to Blog

Remember my last post where I said I was boring and hopefully something would happen so I'd have something to blog about? Well, I should shut my mouth next time.

So, my grandma (my dad's mom) is probably going to pass away either today or tomorrow. It all started last Tuesday when she fell. She's been really weak lately. Last year she was diagnosed with some kind of blood disorder, cancerous-like, but not leukemia. So, she's been battling that but the last few months she's just been really, really weak and tired - which is not like her at all. She's always going, going, going. Always doing something.

So, she fell, but her and grandpa didn't tell anyone. But then Thursday morning my grandpa (on the verge of tears) called my mom because he couldn't get grandma out of bed. She was just too weak and she said her ribs and shoulder hurt. She thought she may have broken them when falling. So, my mom went down to their house (luckily they live in our same town) and got her up and dressed and then grandpa took her to a local hospital. But, she wasn't doing well and needed more blood because she keeps losing blood, so they took her by ambulance to the UW in Madison. They said she hadn't broken anything, but she may have bruised her ribs and shoulder, which they say can hurt worse than an actual break. So, they doped her up to keep her comfortable. My mom, dad and sister went to visit her over the weekend. I stayed home because I figured they'd just get her stronger and then she'd come home and they'd hire in-home health care and I'd check in on her then.

But, Monday night she had a massive stroke. Not the typical throw-a-clot stroke. Her blood can't clot because of her illness (whatever the name of it is) and she had an old bleed in her brain, and then on Monday she got another bleed, so her brain is swelling and bleeding. So, what they've done is given her a lot of morphine to make her comfortable, but that in turn makes her not be able to breathe very deeply, so she is having trouble breathing.

Last night after work I stopped at my Grandpa's because he had come home to change and get all his pills. He hadn't planned on staying Monday night at the hospital, but she was so bad that he sat there all night hoping that she wouldn't die. So, I asked if he would like company going back to the hospital (where everyone had been called to come and say good-bye, so my parents and aunt & uncle were there) and he was very glad to hear that. I can't imagine how hard it is on him seeing her like this. But he had accepted the fact that she's dying.

Grandpa didn't want to be left alone last night in case she did die in the night, so my dad stayed at the hospital all night. She hung on, but my mom called me this morning at work and said that she's breathing really shallow now. So, who knows.

I go in waves of crying and not crying. I always thought that if grandma or grandpa died I'd be o.k. with it because even though we're close, we're not as close as my other grandparents and I were (they died when I was in high school). But, it is harder than I though. I think of all the things that grandma is a part of in my life, and now they will never be the same. It makes me cry.

So, anyway. That is what's up. I will post a happy Birthday post when I can. Thanks to everyone who posted good wishes to me on MySpace. You're all wonderful!!

We Used To Be Friends, A Long Time Ago....

So I have not watched much Veronica Mars this week, and I am very proud of myself. I have been keeping busy doing laundry, Sunday school lessons and chatting with my parents. I have not holed myself up in my room and watched Season 2 nonstop. Not that I wouldn't like to, but I figure I should have somewhat of a life. But, boy! Do I really want to see what happens!!!

It feels like spring has finally found us here in the Midwest. Hopefully, all the snow and cold weather is gone and it will just be nice. Not that I don't like winter, because I do, but I like spring, too. Just as long as summer doesn't show up, I'll be fine.

I have no exciting news to share. Justin cut his hair and it looks like he went to a salon to have it cut. I'm very impressed, and disgusted that he's had crappy hair forever when he could have had nice hair. Oh, well. It's his head, I guess.

Maybe when I'm not so boring (or busy at work so that's all I think of from the time I wake up to the time I go to bed) I'll write more. Or at least lie to make myself sound exciting!

Be Cool, Soda Pop

At night, right before I fall asleep, I think of funny and/or interesting things to say on my blog. Unfortunately, during the much needed sleep that I get I usually forget all of the things that I wanted to blog about. So then all you're left reading is crap. I apologize for this.

So, I received my much-anticipated Seasons One and Two of "Veronica Mars" (no thanks, however, to the stupid UPS guy who hung my package in a clear plastic bag from my mailbox, which (coincidentally) is right next to the road, waiting and ready for anyone to just take my pacakge. Kudos to you, dumb&$$). I have only watched a couple of episodes so far again, but they are still as funny and clever as I remember them. I will have a busy weekend, but hopefully I will get to see a few more episodes.

For the past three weeks, I have not exercised at all. I used to exercise at least 6 days a week. Not that I'm healthy or thin, but I did make an effort to at least work out. I feel like crap since I've stopped, but I just can't get into a routine of exercising anymore. I don't think it helps that now Curves is closing and going there was kind of my "jumpstart" to start working out for the day. Now it's a new month and I would hope to kick myself in the butt and just get up and move! Grrrrr....

So, I've been trying to think of all the good things about not being in a relationship (since I've been kind of coveting one lately, but not for the emotional stuff, just the physcial stuff.....if you know what I mean. I was craving a kiss the other day but, alas, there was no one to lock lips with. Anyway...) and I can think of many, but the one I hold on to is that real relationships can't compare to the relationship I dream of having. See, in real life I would just be disappointed because we all know (well, meta doesn't know because she's blessed......) that guys are stupid and they don't know how to treat a girl in a relationship. I've decided that having daydreams about a relationship is much better than the real thing.

The other day in the grocery store (while I was trying to buy donughts without anyone knowing, but of course I run into everyone I know so I went home with vegetables......dang it!) I ran into someone who had set me up with a guy (the guy dumped me) and also knew another guy I had dated (he dumped me as well) and asked me if I was still seeing said dumper. I said no and she proceeded to tell me that I'm so nice that someone will come along and I'll find my right guy. (As her newly ringed finger managed to find it's way into the overhead lights and the diamond blinded me.....dumb engaged people!!) She's a liar.........and so is everyone else who tells me that. Maybe I should be an all-out bitch. That seems to attract guys. But right now, it's just not worth the hassle.

I was just coming back from the Courthouse, and it was hailing. I guess March is coming in like a lion. It better go out like a lamb, or else...........