Meh.

• I have drafts started and saved of all the funfilled things that have been happening around Chateau L.  I just simply can’t get in motion to get them finished.
• There are a few of you who still hang around, and I’m grateful for that.
• I have over 2,000 unread blog posts in my feeder.
• We’ve had an anniversary, a vacation and a birthday come and go in my bloggy absence.
• I’ve had more blood drawn than vampires can suck.  I’ve been prodded more than a farm full of cattle.  And ye olde ta-tas went in for bubbie check 2009.   Mammograms suck, although they are muy importante…so girlies, pay attention to dems bubbies.  Know what they are supposed to feel like so if something odd should come up you are aware and it’s not just what’s on the inside…know the lay of the land, if you will, on the outside.  (dontcha just love “bubbies”?  So stolen from Real Housewives of New Joyzee)
• I have something.  Don’t know what it is, hence blood work and prodding.  I don’t have a fever, but every muscle in my body is contracting at once.  Damn, I wish my arse was this tight under normal circumstances – along with my calf and thigh mucles.   I don’t have chills, but my hair is so dry it could spontaneously combust.  My fingernails are splitting, peeling and doing all sorts of funky stuff.  My migraines are back with a vengeance.  And my skin.  Holy hockey sticks is my skin all funky.  All outwardly signs that something ain’t jiving within the blob of my body.  My thyroid has been checked and is well within normal limits.  First round was last Thursday and all was supposed to be well.  I shot that theory to heck and back.  I’ve gone downhill in the past 3 days.  Big weekend planned with my parents at the coast, but as long as my head is swimming and my balance is off, I don’t think we’ll make it.  I have to have something else done by Thursday since my doc’s office is closed on Friday.
• Olivia is almost a teenager.  No, not really, but it sho does seem like it.

I miss you all and hope you are all doing well.

Peace and love.

Veggie Tales

Ni Hao, ya’ll!  So, I am going to try and back track all the goodness that’s been happening around Chateau L over the past many, many weeks.   I know you all are just dying to know what the McBorington’s have been up to.

First, we’re gardening in the ‘hood again this year.  Will and Fabul-O have planted a beautiful little garden.  (or so I hear, I’ve only actually seen it maybe 3 times)  They water it religiously and our plants have flowers.  Now, I’m just hoping we have some actual vegetables this year.  Last year we had one cucumber and 2 squash all season long.  BUT we had a bajillion grape tomatoes that were planted in our Topsy Turvy.  They were supposed to be romas, which are what I use when I make salsa, but they were tagged wrong and we harvested grape tomatoes.   Even when you throw 6-7 handfuls of grape tomatoes into your food processor to try and make some salsa, you only get 2 TB of puree.   

But, when all is said and done, Olivia has learned about planting, taking care of and cooking up some of nature’s goodness.   Lesson learned even with one cucumber, 2 squash and grape tomatoes pureed into waste. 

Coming up next…Prom Night.  I thought having a junior prom date in high school 5 inches shorter than me with feathered bangs was bad.  Silly me…Not.Even.Close.

Friday, June 5

First, thanks for all the well-wishes and prayers.  The good word today is my cousin is hanging on with everything she has.   She developed a fever yesterday, but it is back to normal today.  Adrenaline is wearing off and her parents are exhausted, as are other friends and family members.  My mom and an aunt drove down yesterday and Fabul-O and I are headed this afternoon.

There are so many unanswered questions as to what happened and the only one who can give answers is the guy she was with and my understanding is he is saying very, very little at this point.

We’re all hopeful and praying for the best.

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My family could use some prayers and good thoughts.

I got a call this morning about a younger cousin who was in a tragic boating accident yesterday.  There are some rough days that lie ahead for my aunt and uncle.  Please hold my family in your thoughts and prayers, including those who will be on the road traveling this morning to go provide as much comfort and support as possible.

Tell one extra person you love them today and, when you hug, hug tight.