• I just finished mowing the lawn. I mowed the front yard, the back yard, my neighbor’s front yard, and my neighbor’s side yard. When my OCD kicks in, you’d better look out. I’ll mow right over ya’!  

• I’m going to be seeing another new doctor tomorrow. I’m hoping this one will be good. The last one I went to was alright, but clearly seemed overwhelmed by the amount of issues I’ve got going on. I need someone who is strong and able to take the issues on and beat them into submission!

• I cannot get that freakin’ “Chocolate Rain” song out of my head. It’s not the original, thank God. It’s the Chad Vader version. I loves me some Chad Vader. His videos are SO funny.

• My Mom already lost her job. :sigh: The people sent her home today…telling her it wasn’t a “good fit”…whatever the heck that means. Here she goes again, though. The job hunt continues.  

• Do I even need to bother saying that I have nothing planned for dinner? It’s a given at this point, isn’t it? I never plan this stuff out.

• I’m wearing a pair of Lonnie’s boxer shorts (blue) with a v-neck undershirt of his. I look so feminine and dainty right now.       I was hot, so I grabbed whatever was close to put on!

• I surprised Lonnie with a bagel a little while ago. I toasted it and put cream cheese on half and butter & strawberry jam on the other half. I thought it’d be a nice gesture. Well, when I brought it to him, I got a, “Oh, thanks”…and that was about it. I said, “Hmm…I thought it was pretty nice of me to do that for you.” He said that it was and that he appreciated it. Once again - actions speaking louder than words.

• Smoked Almonds are the shiznit.

• My son’s Math teacher called a little while ago. He has a big, fat F in Math. Wonderful. Here we go again.

• I still have yet to hook my webcam up.

• I’ve got a hilarious Photoshop idea going on in my head. I need to pump that sucker out soon…Casey knows what it is. I’m sure she’s anxious to see it, too!    

• I gotta turn some music on before this whole Chocolate Rain thing drills a hole right through my frontal lobe.

• Okay, Danzig it is.

• We watched a movie last night. I can’t even remember which one it was. That pretty much says how much I enjoyed it, huh?

• Meh…Danzig is not hitting the spot. Time to look for something else…

• Skinless it is.

• Lonnie probably wants to smack me for paying some real music. I can’t help it. A person can only listen to that other jive for so long ’til they just NEED a fix of the stuff that makes ‘em truly happy.

• It pisses me off that I can’t bake my kid treates to bring to school on her birthday. They have to be prepackaged bullshit treats. Not cool. As if I’m going to poison my child’s classmates? I mean, come on! Isn’t that taking it a bit far? I want to make the most adorable cupcakes ever, but they won’t let me.    

• I am completely addicted to Plackers. I use those things at least twice per day. They make flossing SO much easier! I have ‘em in my purse, in my car, in my bathroom…everywhere I might end up needing them! They’re really thrifty, too! Totally worth each cent.

• GAH! I’m not enjoying this music, either! I’m so indecisive today. Gotta go look for something better….

• Okay, now I’m going with Devildriver. Most certainly not my favorite band on the planet, but darn it. I just cannot make up my mind!

• There’s a basket of clean clothes sitting on my bed waiting to be hung up. That is SO not like me! I can’t believe they’re just sitting there. I’m not even going nuts wanting to hang them up, either. I wonder if that new medication is starting to actually work. I kinda hope not. I mean, if it makes me lazy, who the heck needs that?!

• I feel like baking something. Cupcakes, a pie, maybe even some candy. Not sure. Just something. I’ll have to look through my cookbooks and my online sources.

• Alrighty…I guess I’m done babbling about absolutely nothing. Thanks for hanging in there with me. If not for you, my readers, I’d have a sucky life! You guys keep me going…especially those of you who comment. I love you guys!

As some of you may know, I’ve been going through a medical nightmare lately. I suppose I should briefly explain what’s been going on so that I don’t get a gazillion messages asking me if I’m dying or whatever. Sooo…here’s the dealio:

In April of 2005, Lonnie and I were in our Ford Explorer traveling North up Main Street in Billings, Montana. The traffic light turned yellow far enough in advance for Lonnie to know that if he had attempted to make it through, he would have run a red light. In order to remain a law abiding citizen, he applied the breaks and we came to a stop at the red light. Before we even knew what the heck was going on, we heard a very loud horn blow and then Lonnie yelled something…I can’t recall what. I’m assuming it was something like, “Brace yourself!”…or something to that affect.

Well, the jackass who was driving a fully loaded cattle semi-truck behind us failed to pay attention and he nailed the ass-end of our vehicle. The driver of the truck attempted to drop the clutch and do whatever he could to keep from hitting us, but it didn’t work. As a matter of fact, the dropping of the clutch made matters worse. It caused the semi to hit us repeatedly. Kinda like a skipping hit…thump…thump…thump…until he finally stopped.

The end result was not pretty. Lucky for the driver of the semi, my kids were not in the vehicle at the time. Had they been in there, I would probably be in prison for murder right now. Lonnie and I ended up with some not-so-fun injuries, though. Both of us have herniated disks, bulging disks, degenerative disk disease…and I am lucky enough to have some pretty bad nerve damage as well. So yeah…we’re constantly in pain. We’ve been to countless doctors from Montana, Oregon, and now Washington for these issues. I am absolutely disgusted with the medical field. Truly disheartened, sickened, and utterly amazed at the lack of care we’ve gotten for our injuries.

This brings me to today…yesterday, and pretty much the past week. I’m not exactly sure what caused my injuries to flare up, but they have. I’m used to dealing with a steady amount of pain every single day. I’ve grown accustomed to it, really. I even have muscle loss, weakness, and numbness throughout my entire left arm and hand. This is due to the nerve damage. I’ve learned to compensate for these injuries in other ways. Although I’m left-handed and it’s my left arm/hand which is affected, I’ve done pretty well with learning to do things with my right arm and hand.

ANYWAY, back to why I’m even bothering to write this. I went to the ER last night due to the fact that I’m in immense pain and cannot hold any food or liquid down for the past two days. The pain is so intense that it’s causing me to be nauseated constantly. I’m even taking Phenergan for the nausea, but it’s not working. It got to the point where I couldn’t sit up without being in excruciating pain and laying down wasn’t any relief, either. It just caused a different type of excruciating pain. To top it off, every move I make causes me to feel as though I’m going to vomit. Needless to say, I am SO sick and tired of this pain and feeling this way.

I am FAR from a junkie. I don’t even like to freakin’ take Tylenol when I have a headache. (Speaking of which, I’ve had a migraine for three days.) This guy talked down to me in a way that I have not experienced since the abuse my ex, Marc, used to dish out. I realize this might sound stupid to some people, but I don’t even care. The way this guy talked to me, looked down at me, and belittled me caused me to have flashbacks. (I have PTSD due to the severe abuse from my ex…and his suicide which I witnessed.) I was sitting there in that office bawling my brains out. The guy wouldn’t let up. He just kept going with his accusatory tone and insulting questions and statements.

Well, he eventually left the room…at which time I had a mini nervous breakdown. I was crying so hard that I could barely breath. I was at the point of hyperventilation. It was not a fun time. Lonnie felt so helpless. …well, the nurse finally came in with the discharge orders. She let me know that the doctor had given me 6…SIX Vicodin to last me 11 days until my next doctor’s appointment. How the hell am I supposed to make six pills last 11 days? It was just one more way for him to show me that he thought I was just there for a fix…although I have medical records to back everything up. MRI’s, EMG’s, …you name it. Didn’t matter to this guy. He literally did everything but flat out say, “I believe that you are a junkie.” Absolutely unbelievable.

So now, here I am…the next night. I’ve eaten twice today…both times I vomited what I had eaten. The pain is just too much for me to handle. I cannot even hold food down. I’ve gotten three hours of sleep in the past 3.5 days…and I don’t see how I’ll be able to get any more sleep when I’m in this much pain. Laying down is literally excruciating. Sitting up is like torture, too. The fact that I’ve sat here and typed this out without having to get up and take a break is nothing short of a miracle.

So, Lonnie and I are going to try again tonight. I simply cannot live like this. I would NEVER, EVER think of taking my own life, but I can honestly say that this ordeal has left me feeling more depressed and suicidal than I have felt in a very, very long time. We are supposed to be able to turn to doctors when we need help. They take Hippocratic Oaths for a reason. The lack of care I’ve been subjected to around here is astounding…and you had better believe I’m reporting it to the higher-ups. I refuse to take this crap laying down. Something MUST be done about it. I cannot stand the thought of someone else going through anything similar to this.

The time has come for us to head out to the ER…again. If it happens again, I don’t know what I’ll do. Honestly. I just cannot take it. I’m very emotionally fragile right now. I’m hoping and praying that I will finally get someone who cares about me as a person with feelings.

• I have an appointment with a doctor on Monday - for my back/neck injury. I can’t take it anymore. I’ve put off going to a doctor for way too long…now I just can’t put it off anymore. I hurt too much everyday.

• I’m boycotting Hormel. I’ll write a separate blog entry with all the details.

• I’ve been boycotting KFC for almost four years…for similar reasons.

• I’m no longer a member of PETA. I used to be a very active member…and was proud of it. For a while, though, they’ve been pretty unreal. I am ALL for animal welfare and all that jive. The people at PETA, though, are way too over the top for me anymore. I don’t want to associate myself with a group of people who are that flippin’ far out in left field.

• I know I’ve said it before, but I CANNOT WAIT to do that lemonade cleansing diet thing. I’m dying with anticipation!

• Monday, September 29, 2008 is National Coffee Day! Can you believe it?! The day before my birthday is National Coffee Day…then my birthday is on the 30th of September..and then Casey’s birthday is on the 1st of October!!! Talk about a three day run of awesomeness! w00h00!

• I’m hungry.

• I heard from my good friend, Jenn. I’m so happy and relieved to know that she’s happy. She’s been through so much crap in her life…it does my heart good to know that she’s being taken care of and that she’s content. We haven’t been friends for that long (less than a year), but we both agree that it feels like much longer. I’m so lucky to have such awesome people in my life.

• I already mentioned that the people at Comcast are total nazis, right? Okay…just making sure.    

• I’m wearing my son’s shirt today. He got kinda pissy when he saw that I had it on. (doh!) I told him, “Hey! It was left in the dryer. Items in the dryer are fair game!” He didn’t like that too much. He never even wears this shirt, so gosh…I don’t see what the big deal is. I told him that we should work some sort of barter out so I can just keep the shirt. He’s willing to humor it…all I have to do is come up with something good in exchange. That shouldn’t be a problem.

• I took a Baclofen earlier and now my tongue is totally numb.          Man, that’s a weird feeling.

• I’ve been having some really freaky dreams lately. I wouldn’t say they’re nightmares…just really intense and trippy.

• Lonnie keeps bananas in the fridge, and I freakin’ hate that. GROSS! Who wants a cold banana? Not me, darn it.

• Why am I such a sucker for these Internet thingies where you type in what you’re doing? I love them…not just a little, either. I LOVE them!

• I got an account at Plurk the other day. I really, really like it there. The only problem is remembering to post on it. I have so much other junk going on that I sometimes space out!

• In case you haven’t noticed yet, my site is back to running smoothly. Yay! I got sick and tired of it being so slow, so I took some time to look through my code and make sure it was all okay. I’m so happy I did that. I found a section of code that had, for some reason, gone all screwy. Now the site is loading at a proper rate and everything. Yesss! Such a relief! I don’t have to worry about transferring it to a different server or anything.

• I’m getting a headache.

• I cannot get enough of the Instant Rimshot! I have that sucker ready to go at all times. When Lonnie says something funny, BAM! I hit the red button. Even if he’s not saying something funny, I hit it. It kinda pisses him off when I hit the button when he’s in the middle of being upset with me for something…but that just makes me do it even more! Hahaha…I’m such a turd.

• It’s 10:15 at night and I’ve not eaten anything yet today. I suppose I should probably do that soon.

• Lonnie just decided to reboot the server and not tell me about it. I’m sitting here cussing at my computer thinking the reason I can’t access anything is because it’s a piece of crap. Come to find out, he rebooted the server without saying a freakin’ word. How irritating.

• My hair is getting so grey. I knew I had lots of greys in there, but wow. I took a picture of myself two days ago and saw how much the greys stand out. It’s depressing. I’m going to dye it. I feel so old, ugly, and dumpy with the greys showing like this. I let Lonnie convince me not to cover ‘em up for long enough. Now I’m going to do what I want to do.

• I’m craving an Oreo milkshake from Jack In The Box. Oh man, those are SO good. Way too fattening, but still…incredible. (That was a picture of Lonnie’s strawberry shake and my Oreo shake from almost a year ago, BTW. I made that picture for him and posted it on his MySpace page.)

• Okay, that did it. Talking about an Oreo shake made me really hungry. I think I’m going to go eat…finally.

 Hooray for bouncing cupcake bullets!

Although I’ve had a pretty long day and am fairly tired, I’ve decided to stay up and get some stuff accomplished. This Random Randomness© is one of those things.

I’ve come across some really awesome stuff online lately! The first thing I want to tell you about is a Twitter application called Toro. It’s a brand new application, so it’s still in it’s development/beta phase. Both Casey and I have tried it, and I think she will agree when I say that it’s really freakin’ cool! Anything that can keep up with my babbling as well as Toro does must be pretty awesome!  

I found out that the value of my blog has increased! It’s now worth $4,516.32. w00t! Isn’t that awesomely awesome? Then again, it doesn’t really matter. I don’t see anyone pounding on my door with a bag full of cash…begging to buy this thing!

Even if someone was pounding on my door wanting to buy this thing, I’d not sell it. I’m not a blog pimp, for cryin’ out loud! GOSH!

I know I’ve been talking a lot about Twitter…can’t help it. I love the thing. Anyway, if you’re a Mom and you like Twitter, you might consider joining Twitter Moms. I’ve not joined yet, but I’m seriously considering it.

We have an upright freezer in our garage. It’s basically a back-up freezer so we don’t have to go shopping as often. We just fill that sucker up with frozen food, and we’re good for a long time. Well, I sent my daugher into the freezer earlier this evening, and when she came back into the house she mentioned that there was water in the freezer.       Water? In the FREEZEr? Umm, yeah. So, I hauled my keister into the garage, flung the door of the freezer open, and discovered that the stupid thing is no longer freezing our food!    :mad:   I have absolutely no idea what happened, but it’s dead. Lonnie and I made about 23948732 trips from the garage into the house with our arms and hands full of the food that was in the freezer. Luckily, we discovered the problem before any of the food could go bad. Instead, I’ve been cooking all of this food! Once frozen food thaws, you can’t refreeze it…unless you enjoy getting violently ill. So yeah…I’m a tad less than thrilled about the whole thing.

Overheard.it pwns!

I need to remember to write a note to my daughter’s teacher before I get off of my computer…whenever that’ll be.

I put in an application with the Tag Society, but haven’t heard back from them yet. I hope I get accepted.

I have no idea why I hope I get accepted. I just do.

I’m going to the doctor again tomorrow…for my back/neck issues. I still have yet to find a regular doctor here in Vancouver. I tend to procrastinate being seen by doctors…I hate them.

I sold another text link ad to a company. I can’t say which one because I don’t want them to pull their ads…but I’m very excited about it! Now if I could just get my site to load at a normal speed again, I’d be totally content with it!

Speaking of my blog being so slow…I spoke with Lonnie about it a little while ago. He said that he thinks he’s just going to move it to a different server (again) and see what happens. He’s just gotta find the time to do it.

I’ve been sleeping on my stomach a lot lately. Not sure what that’s all about. I generally lay on my left side.

Ever wish you could be ordained and therefore be able to legally marry people, park in clergy spots, perform funerals…etc.??? Well, now you can! Believe it or not, it’s completely legal!  

I spoke with my Dad on the phone earlier. He is doing so much better! He sounds like he’s back to his usual self…and he said he’s even back to his usual routine. I can’t tell you how relieved I was to hear that! I’ve been SO worried about him.

My upper lip keeps itching. Grrrr! I’m about ready to rip it off!

My Mom starts her new job on Monday. I’m really hoping it’ll be a job she likes and is happy with. When she’s not happy, I’m not happy.

I’m going to head over to a neato site I just found and fill out the registration form! Thanks again to everyone for being so patient with the lagging going on around here. You guys rule!