Catching Up When So Far Behind

Sorry I haven't been on here in what seems like forever ago when its only been 5 days. Again my sign ons were not working which was frustrating and it is the holiday season. I have been staying up til midnight wrapping presents each night. Everyone's presents have to be wrapped in certain paper. Don's is wrapped in reindeers. My friend Nancy got gingerbread men because she collects them. I bought I roll of Martha Stewart that has them on it just for her.

When I went to that new dr, The ENT, I had on a green turtleneck & was burning up because we are having a very, unseasonably WARM Christmas here in Columbus, GA. I stopped @ Target because I knew they would have Christmas t-shirts for $5 and they did. I got 3! I changed before I left there to go on to work. One of them was pink with the word "VIXEN" on a banner with what looks like mistletoe. Just had to get it because it screamed, "Becky!" You will see this t-shirt again....

Friday, 12/15/06 after work, I was picking up some prescriptions at the local family drugstore near my mom's house. I felt someone tap me on the should and say my name. It was Bonnie. I wrote about her on my old blog. She is merely an acquaintance. She is a former drug addict that I have tried to remain friends with, but she really made it difficult the last time she called me. To make a long story short, she called at 8 while I was cooking supper. Rhett wanted to "help" me cook which you know is more a hinderance. I kept talking to Bonnie while I cooked. We talked until I had supper done. I was asking Rhett what he wanted on his plate which to anyone other normal person would have been a sign, a hint that I needed to go, but not Bonnie. She was telling me she'd been to the emergency room recently. Now she has been so many times that this is not surprising to me and its not that I am unsympathetic. I'd even taken her once when her own mother would not take her. She said she thought she was having a heart attack. I asked what did the doctors say. She said they sort of blew her off.

I told her I needed to go now so I could eat & she got mad. I wasn't concerned enough for her. I told her I was sorry she felt that way; that I had listened to her while I tried to cook with an 8 year old. She said that really hurt her feelings. Again I told her I was sorry and hung up on her. I did not feel bad about it or guilty. I had tried to be her friend plenty of times and she wouldn't let me. When I hung up on her, Don knew how it was.

Anyway she was getting a script filled too. She was asking if she could get it with Tylenol instead of asprin. They told her they had to fill it according to the script since it was a NARCOTIC. Bonnie has let her blonde streaks grow out of her hair too. It was much darker than the last time I saw her and she was much heavier. They have a table at this drug store. She wanted to sit down, have a conversation and catch up right there whereas I was uncomfortable. Ok its Christmas & I was putting the past aside. Then she apologized about the phone call. I said ok. I would have been fine with it, but then she had to spoil it by saying, "I know you were having a bad day and I was sure having a bad day..." I was NOT having a bad day. I was living out my life with my family doing what I was supposed to be doing, cooking supper for them. So I told her I had to go. Her brother was sitting outside in her car with the motor running all that time. I even looked behind me to see if they were following me to mom's but they didn't. Does this mean she will start calling me again? I'd found the ornament I'd made her for her birthday years ago that she wouldn't let me take to her house. Should I mail it to her in a card? If I do, will be on Dec. 21st the day we leave for Indy. If she calls, we will be gone.

I did condition my hair on Sat. So Sat nite I wear the Vixen t-shirt I'd bought to Mike E's party w/ a red suede jacket and a pretty Santa pin on the label. When Mike opens his door, I say, "This is Donner and I am Vixen. I come bearing gifts." I handed him one of the few patchwork Christmas balls I'd made this year. He just groaned, left us standing there & went to put the ornament on his tree, which is beautiful as always. He had served some delicious meatballs. Must get the recipe. He also had a chicken gumbo that was very good. He pointed out a something special just for me. I said "Awe, you remembered. That's so sweet." Yet its funny how time can change the taste buds. What I once liked doesn't taste the same now. I had to add stuff to it.

We'd been talking to a lady about geneology and friend of Mike's. She happened to be related to a lady who used to work at JCPenney's, Mrs. Huckaby, who died earlier in the year. Mary Jane D. W. was there. She was the history professor where I met Mike in college. Mike and his friend used to stare and leer at Genie and myself. Later Mike worked at JCPenney during Christmas and we have been friends ever since. A life time ago. The professor from that history class was there. Mary Jane has a very distinctive voice. She E-N-U-N-C-I-A-T-E-S her words. I tapped her on the arm as she was leaving and asked if she was Mary Jane which later I thought was a tad disrespectful since she is older than me and was my teacher. She didn't seem to mind as much as I did. She must get asked this alot because she said she was in a dressing room in Chicago asking for another size when someone asked, "Is that you Mrs. W?" So my world got a little smaller Saturday night.

Then my cuz Mike showed up. I'd know that voice and that laugh anywhere... When I heard him, I just up and left Don across the room from the geneology lady, Anne. Of course Mike spoke to Don, but he's only seen him 3 or 4 times so it took him awhile to realize who he was... like on the way to our car when we were leaving! Mike & I went to the kitchen where we talked & talked who knows how long. (I'd left my watch at home.) We reminisced, laughed a lot, caught up and generally just enjoyed the visit. We got on the subject of "Dark Shadows". I still have the 8 track sound track from it that can only be played on a radio at my mom's. I had an imitation black oval ring similar to the one Barnabas wore which I gave to Mike on one of his birthdays after my mom bought me a real black oval ring. He almostr cried when he opened it. Since I had Rhett, I can no longer wear my black ring on my index finger as Barnabas did. Mike told me I need to sell my old toys on ebay. I told him I am not ebay savy.

My cuz Mike now dyes his hair a reddish blonde much like the color of what his father's hair used to be before turning white. We compared his balding to my gray. He kept telling everyone he was 44. Not sure why unless he knows he doesn't look it. I don't reveal my age now probably because I can't believe I am as old as I will be next month. Don came into the kitchen. We got on the subject of CDL licenses. Again I told Don he couldn't become a truck driver meaning: he couldn't drive 18 wheelers out of town. He has trouble staying awake while driving. He might get killed. So we were "debating" the last time he was falling asleep driving to or from Indy. Mike laughed at our banter. He told Don, "You can beat that out of her... and she just might like it!" He hasn't changed a bit. Luckily he didn't show out as he has been famous for doing. Maybe he's finally matured.

Before we left, I had Don take 2 pictures of me between the Mike's in front of the tree. I should have had them take one of me with Don since we were"Donner and Vixen." We left at 11:30 which is late for us. Rhett was running a fever by the time we picked him up at mom's. He'd wanted mom to call me at 9:30 because he needed his mommy (Awe) but she wouldn't call me. Rhett got sick this time last year after Mike's party. Does that mean he will get sick next year if we go?

I kept Rhett home from church the next day. He milked it too. But by Sun evening his fever had returned.

Mon. 12/18/06 Rhett had to go to the orthodontist. Even though Don wasn't working I knew I had to take him to the appointment. I knew Don would take him to the bathroom and spank him for the way he does because he is scared and cries. That wouldn't solve anything. It would only make him hate to go. He chose green bands for his braces this time. I suggested red & green, but he is not brave like me colorwise. Afterwards he got a game for his gameboy. This time he got American Idol. By the end of the night, it was driving me up the wall.

Last night 12/19/06, mom's old ex neighbor, Madge, that had to have 2 bottles of wine every other day, that moved to San Luis Opispo, Ca. sent them a Christmas gift of Omaha filet mignons with stuffed potatoes. Don attempted to cook them on mom's little grill. I'd gotten lighter fluid that you fill up lighters with by mistake! He had to go buy the right stuff. The smoke was killing me. It was coming inside the house. We ended up cooking the steaks in the oven. No one ate a whole one so mom had lots of leftovers. The barbecue bread was the best. I guess because I haven't had any of it in so long. I mailed out a bunch of Christmas cards.

Two days after my birthday, on Jan. 8th, Elvis' birthday, I have jury duty in Montgomery, Alabama! I want Don to drive me if he doesn't have a job by then. I have relatives over there, an aunt & some cousins. Also Genie's daughter Jena is at Auburn at Montgomery. I'd really love to see her as well as my friend Katherine if at all possible. If I could get to see everyone, it would be like a belated birthday present even though I am not looking forward to the jury duty. I've asked the Warden to write me a letter so I could get out of it if possible. Driving over an hour away just for jury duty doesn't seem right in my book. My cousin Ben had to do it once before, during the death of our Uncle Waldo. He made it in time for the funeral.

Our dishwasher is broken. Don tried to fix it. Now it won't even work. I HATE doing dishes!

I have been having trouble with my right shoulder. I thought I kept sleeping on it wrong for the past 2 weeks. Last night I should have taken some Alleve before I crashed into bed after another midnight wrapping fest. It hurt so bad, I couldn't even pull the covers up. It was hurting so bad, it woke me up at 4:45 am. I took 3 Alleve. I was able to go back to sleep. At least this time Don didn't have to help me put on my shirt this morning. I did go to the "real" dr in the prison clinic. He told me it sounded like bursitis (sp?). Great! Just because I will turning a year older, I have what my grandmother had! I can't be getting old! He told me to take Alleve for 10 days but no longer, not mix with any other asprins because it can cause bleeding in the stomach. If it doesn't improve then I will have to see my regular dr. At least he saved me some $ for now this close to Christmas.

Got a million and one things to do. Not pulling my hair out yet. I'll be exhausted by the time we get to Indy. My supervisor had the nerve to ask me if we were going out of town. I just told her I didn't know in a not so nice tone.

I have a ton of quotes but not time for them. Sorry. If I don't get back on here again, I hope you all have a wonderful Christmas. Have you been naughty or nice? Go to: http://www.jokesunlimited.com/naughty_or_nice_list.php to see. (Those are upper case dashes between naughty or and or and nice.) I had 2,117 nice entries & 295 naughty entries. Mike E said he is always good. Yeah, right.

Have you bought anything for yourself for Christmas? I have. Besides the shirts, I found 4 books last night! One is the latest Sherrilyn Kennyon entitled Dark Side of the Moon which will go with me to Indy.