So for months the strip around my windshield has been
popping out and dear hubby keeps saying he will take it to the glass place to
have it replaced, but there are more important things to do first like put
tires on my car, which should have been done a year ago.But first, wait, I need brakes because
they’ve been squeaking.So dear hubby
gets the brakes and pads and puts those on one Sunday.
Two weeks later we get new tires (Hooray!) and the strip is
still coming out even though he put some kind of glue stuff on it.
It’s been a couple weeks since the tires were put on and now
every time I put the brakes on the whole car shakes (Ahhhhhhh).I ask dear hubby and he says call the place
where we got the tires.I call them and
they say it sounds like a brake problem, but it didn’t start doing this until
we got the tires…..(Grrrrr).
~~From the Heavens comes a Prince who will
melt your heart.~~
‘A Pirate’s Life for Me,’ that is Celeste’s
plan. Revenge drives her to be daring. Attacks by smoke demons, and the
appearance of a swashbuckling rogue—a handsome rogue with magical
powers—detracts her from the mission and reveals frightening truths about her
I’m a definite dog lover.When I was a kid, I used to go out in the neighborhood in the summer to
play and come home with a dog I found wandering the streets.At times we’d have five dogs at my house
until we could find the owners or homes for them.
My beloved wiener dog Chumpy was a special fella. He was my
best friend. When I first got him, I would take him to school in my pocket because he was so small. (He did get bigger). He had kidney disease and toward the end lost control of his
bowels and urine all the time. I ended up putting him down when my son was
just 1-1/2 years old. I’d had him for 14
My female dog (Oakley) that I felt I had to get to keep my
male dog (Jack) company is terribly afraid of thunder (since turning 3 years old,
she is now 12) so every time we have a thunderstorm she freaks out and keeps me
awake for hours and hours.I have to
remind myself that I’m an animal lover (no, I really am).It’s just lack of sleep every time we have a
thunderstorm takes a lot out of a person, especially when you live in the
Midwest and you get thunderstorms often in the season.
I had to ask the vet for something because she would shake
the whole time and her heart beat so fast I was afraid it would blow up.(I’m not kidding, it beat that fast).The little thing has anxiety attacks every
time.He gave me some pills and told me
to give her one-half and that was great the first couple of times.She would get sleepy which worked well for
both of us.However, that didn’t last
long.I don’t know if she built up an
immunity or fought off the sleepiness (she didn’t like it very much [neither
did I], it would last for two days), but they quit working.(Hello, sleepless nights).
I increased to one pill instead of half (okayed with the
doctor), but she’s a smart cookie and she quit taking the pills from me, any
pills, including her allergy medicine.(She didn’t trust me, hmmmm).I
had to get my daughter to start giving her the allergy medicine so she would at
least take it. I didn’t give her those other pills again (totally not worth
Sometimes they are worse than children…... LOLBut I love them with all my heart.
Right after Easter, I had to do the unthinkable again.Jack (who was almost 15 years old) got sick.
He’d been losing weight and not eating very much, trying to go potty but couldn’t.
I stayed up with him overnight.He had
some sort of seizure, and I couldn’t get him to respond. It scared me to death.
Vet said it could be a blood clot, but we knew he had severe kidney problems
too. I had to make the decision to put him down. It was the hardest thing I’d
ever had to do. I swore I would never do it again after Chumpy, but I couldn’t
stand by and let Jack suffer. Me and my daughter and son stayed with him the
Special dogs come around only a couple times in a lifetime.
(Of course to me all dogs are special, but I’m talking the very, very special
ones.) Jack was one of those.He was a
blond terrier mix with the best personality. Even sick he played and barked and
made you laugh. He never showed me he was hurt or feeling bad. But being the
mommy that I am, I watch all my children (2-legged and 4-legged) very
carefully. I knew something was wrong so I took him to the doctor.
In my heart, I know he’s in a better place with no more pain.
He took a piece of my heart with him. Even now I can’t think of that night and
day without crying my eyes out. I loved him so much, and it hurt more than I
can ever express to put him down.
Please don’t forget to hug your children everyday (the
2-legged ones and the 4-legged ones) and show them how much you love them.
Do you ever think back on the times when you were young and
all the things you dreamed about?Do you
ever get disappointed that what you dreamed seems so far out of your
reach?Sometimes I wish I could twitch
my nose and everything would be just the way I wanted it to be.Sometimes, I think that’s stupid because it
would make life so boring.My life is
anything but boring.
I’m not a rock star, a diplomat, a big thinker.I’m an ordinary girl who does ordinary
things….a lot of them.But I still have
My current dream is that a producer will call me and say he
wants to make my book “The Fury” into a movie.Yeah, I know.Stretch,
right?Still, it’s a dream.We have to start somewhere.
When I was young, I created stories in my head taking me to all the places I dreamed of visiting, and I always had a handsome someone to go with. As I got older, the places got more exciting and adventurous and the someone got more rugged and gorgeous. What can I say, I'm a dreamer. I'm also a hopeless romantic. In that vein, my stories took on a romantic flare and though I never wanted them to end, they always ended happily.