Saturday, June 30, 2007
First...a rant on my insurance company. We all have a little something to say about our insurance companies. And in the scheme of things, I suppose my particular issue is not very important. But the bastards have doubled my co-pay on my allergy medicine - the first allergy medicine I have found in 10 years of searching that keeps me breathing happily - and I had to find another. So I switched to another, which does not work nearly as well, and I am way stuffed up and feeling rather puffy in the face. And I spend the nights waking up to a drippy nose and having to blow. Which...simply...blows. Why, I ask you? Why do they choose to just up and double my copay, without even a warning? I say again, Bastards.
My cat, Bug, is improving swimmingly, my friends. She is eating on her own now, although she will only eat wet cat food now. I try to give her dry and she just looks at me with a rather baleful, "do you really think I'm going back to eating that crap?" expression. So, Fancy Feast it is. Much to the envy of the rest of the felines in the household...I am constantly being eyed by pouty kitties - "why does she get the good stuff?" Poor guys.
My son, Monkeybutt, leaves for his first sleepaway camp this Monday. I am very excited for him, I hope he has a great time. And that he works and plays well with others...social butterfly, he is not.
We have been having some rather nasty financial issues in our old Kentucky home as of late, which as had me evaluating my unfortunate habitual spending and trying to come up with a way to stay home with the kids for two more years. I have developed a massively strict budget - we will be tracking all spending/saving for the next two months to see if we can make a large enough difference - otherwise, it's back to work for me! I'll say it again - anyone need any admin work done from home, let me know. I am a wicked good secretary (you see how I bold this to catch the attention of anyone who happens by this post...) I posed this question recently on another forum...how is it that someone so mentally disorganized as myself can keep an office in top shape? I am bizarrely organized when it comes to paperwork.
At any rate, it is time for me to be off...wish me luck with my upcoming challenges. Perhaps I'll start posting goals at the beginning of each week...having them posted may be enough to keep me accountable.
Sunday, June 17, 2007
Friday night my MOM'S Club participated in our county's Relay for Life. It was hectic and crazy, but we had a good time. Our team was smaller than it should have been this year (next year we'll have to get started earlier), but we actually raised a decent amount of money for such a small team. I was exhausted by the time I got home - seriously, it was all I could do to brush my teeth.
Yesterday my mom, Katie and I went to Louisville to visit some very good girlfriends for the day. It was a wonderful time - nothing refreshes the spirit like chatting with really good friends. It's amazing how, as I get older, my need for good girlfriends increases. I prided myself on my ability to befriend guys when I was younger - now I crave female companionship (and not in that way, I know how some of you think - not that there's anything wrong with it...) like I crave chocolate and fresh air.
Anyway, today has been lovely and calm, but my studmuffin and I are going out for dinner, so I guess we should discuss locations...have a peaceful Sunday.
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
I'm going to start writing these like I have millions of readers hanging on with bated breath for my next installment...
For those of you wondering about my sweet Buggy, I took her to the vet today. She seems to have something called "fatty liver", which is the replacement of regular liver tissue by fatty tissue, caused by her refusal to eat. She was jaundiced and dehydrated, and the only way to reverse the illness is to force feed her. She is staying overnight at the vet being rehydrated and force fed, and then she will be coming home to be force fed by us every 2-3 hours. My poor Monkeybutt was actually in tears at the vet; I felt so bad. Seriously guilty, honestly, I can't believe I let this poor cat get so sick. I just kept hoping we could find some way to make her eat...At any rate, please send healthy thoughts for our sweet cat. I know not everyone thinks of their pets this way, but we are very attached to our cats - it would be a truly horrible thing to lose her.