Well, it's not going to kill you

As if by magic!

 Max
Just trotted by outside.  The front door is closed so he planned on using his backup door.  Actually his backup door is the cat door.  Yes my 90 lb dog can fit through an 8 1/2 x 11 opening.  Lots of hair, lots and lots of hair.

It's quite the sight to see. 

Today I made it a bit easier and opened the big door so he didn't have to wriggle through the cat door.  He was very surprised.

It's not easy seeing green.

I sit here at my computer looking at the many shades of green outside my window.  I never realized how many shades there are until I moved into the forest.  There's redwood green, maple green, pine green, fir green, dogwood green. You get the idea.

I have some plants that are calling me - come play in the dirt with us, pleeaassee.  However the soil is still too cold for planting so I'm blowing them off for a while - oh yes, I'll be out there this afternoon for sure.  They reply yeah we've heard that before ...

Meanwhile the posion oak and the wild berries are laughing their fool heads off convinced they will attain dominion over the garden once and for all this year.

Books into movies

Not always a good thing.  Last night we watch Kite Runner.  It was very well done but lacked the depth and intensity of the book.  The book was just wonderful, very descriptive and your imagination was put to good use.  Not so much in the move.

Jurassic Park was a wondeful terrifing book.  SHOULD. HAVE. STAYED. A. BOOK.  Even with computer graphics it was no match for my imagination.

I generally stay away from movies if I've read the book.  I almost always end up disappointed.  And I've been known to go buy the book after seeing  a movie because there clearly had to be more to the story than was protrayed on the screen.

Enough already

Yes it's me the political junkie declaring enough!!!!  Please.

I'll vote for either one of them, we NEED a Dem in the White House but oh god can we please be done now?


Enough with the mudslinging, trash talking, inappropriate questions.  Enough with it all, please.

I want to get down to brass tacks.  Who's going to do exactly what about the economy, the war, HEALTHCARE, HEALTHCARE, HEALTHCARE, education and our country's image abroad?  It seems that McCain will be pretty status quo.  I'm quessing once we actually have a candidate that will be abundantly clear but until we get one ...

You know my mind just doesn't need the additional stress right now.  Maybe after next Tuesday with the mammo and ultrasound but not now.

Lucky me, another infection

This is what Amy's diagnosis was yesterday.  So I'm being drugged up with antibiotics.

Then Tuesday my schedule looks like this:

massage 11 - 12:30

mammogram 1 - 1:45

newsletter meeting 2 - ?

ultrasound 2:30 - 3:00

maybe back to meeting 3:00 - ?

input auction items for our online auction after meeting ends. (more on this later)

Some where in there I need to get baby shower present.

Well I figure it's better than sitting around twiddling my thumbs.

The drama continues

Today I have an appointment with Amy.  Next Tuesday a mammogram.  The following Tuesday an appointment with Charlie.  That's just for the breast.

Then at the end of the month I see Dr. Heart.  Then in June I see Dr. Fun for a 3 month follow-up and somewhere in there I need to schedule my regular physical.

It's just like when I was first diagnosed the calendar is once again filled with doctor appointments.  Sigh.

BOOKS

Oh how I love books.  I went to a bookstore today to exchange, really just exchange, a sudoko book I got for LR.  He's addicted but the book I got was too easy so he asked for a more challenging one.

So I cruised the shelves looking for a new book.  In the course of cruising I found a word search puzzle.  I like those so I got it.  Then I decided to check the humor section for the new Doonesbury book.  Lo and behold they had the new book and another one so I got those.

And then I saw a new book by Jonathan Kellerman and one by Lisa Scottoline and the staff picks and ...
I displayed admiral restraint and did not get those as I'd just bought 3 books last weekend with a gift card Mom had given me for my birthday.  But it was SO hard not to pick up those books and give them a loving home.

In addition to buying books I set one free in the wild today.  My friend Erin told me about BookCrossing.com.
You can register your book(s).  They give you a tracking number for each one.  You can order stickers, bookplates, bookmarks, etc.  You record the assigned number, publish release notes and voila a freed book.
I left my first one in the waiting room at the Breast Care Center.

Who ever finds the book can go online and publish capture notes then pass the book on again.

Too cool for words.

Other great book sites

librarything.com another site where you register your books.  In this case you can join groups that share your interests.  They also have an early reviewers group where you can snag unpublished books.  I finally got one this month and am anxiously awaiting it's arrival.

goodreads.com is similar to librarything.  I just stumbled upon it but haven't have time to really check it out.

OH. MY. GOD.

Just when I think the Bush administration cannot be any more callus, uncaring and down right disrespectful comes things like this

Our esteemed Vice President was quoted

"Noting the burden placed on military families, the vice president said the biggest burden is carried by President George W. Bush, who made the decision to commit US troops to war, and reminded the public that U.S. troops in Iraq and Afghanistan volunteered for duty."

My heart bleeds for the burden Shrub carries for sending our soldiers into war sob, sob. 

Somehow I think most of the people who volunteers for the armed services were not expecting to get involved in an ill planned, preemptive war that was justified on the basis of lies and falsehoods.  And I'm pretty sure the National Guard expected to guard the nation while remaining IN the nation.

JESUS. FUCKING. CHRIST. What is wrong with these people and how the hell do they sleep at night.

Rubberband woman

I'm stressed and grumpy, stressed and frightened and did I mention stressed.  I feel somewhat like a rubberband that has been stretched almost to it's breaking point, not a whole lot of stretch left in me.  It's not taking a lot to push me right to the edge, then I don't even like my company.

It also causes me to be very. short. tempered.  Last night a simple discussion about which remote was needed to get the TV to recognize a DVD almost escalated into all out warfare.  I insisted that it was the Directv remote, LR insisted it was the TV remote.  Luckily the phone rang which gave us a break in the action. I picked up the Directv remote, which I had suggested he try several times by the way, and got the TV set up.  I wisely did not say "I told you I was right".

And although we both enjoyed the movie, Mrs Henderson Presents with Dame Judy Dench, the rest of the evening was spend wrapped up in our own little bubbles.  I think we both wisely knew that things to explode again very easily.

See what I mean when I say I don't even like to be with myself.

Damn it all to hell and back again

Amy's office called back yesterday do I want an appt?  OK.  Scheduling will call be back.  2 hours later still hadn't heard from scheduling so I call back.  Scheduling just got my chart and was going to call.  OK.  Amy doesn't have anything until next week.  Not OK.  Can you just have her call me?  The non-nurse person gets back on the phone, um no I wanted Amy to call me but ...  I talk to the non-nurse person, do I want to see anyone else. Nope, none of her partners are as well versed in breast cancer as Amy.

Turns out Amy's out of the office and won't be back until Friday afternoon.  OK, please have her call me then.
This morning rolls around and I go to town to do some shopping figuring Amy won't call until late afternoon.  Nope she calls when I'm gone.  She tells LR she wants me to go see Charlie.

I call Charlie's office.  He's going to be out of town and then has nothing open until April 10.  FUCK.  I recall Amy's office and leave the above message, well excluding the FUCK, what does she want me to do.  The non-nurse person calls back.  Amy doesn't want me to wait that long, can I come in Thursday afternoon?  Next week's plan to go visit a friend in Sacramento sighs in my brain but I say yes.

So now not only do I have to wait until Thursday to see Amy which means I'm going to play at being fine tomorrow night and Sunday afternoon.  I have to shift our schedule in my head and work out going to see Deb at the end of the week, which might not work for her, instead of the beginning of the week.

So yes I'm being whinny about rescheduling the visit but it took us almost a month to come up with a time that worked for all 3 of us.