I am MAD at God.  It's Ok, He knows it, and I'm pretty sure He's big enough to take it.  Why am I mad at God?  Because Bill and I don't seem to be in on The Plan, whatever It might be.  We are simply limping along trying to make the best of it.  If The Plan is to have us on our knees begging, mission accomplished.  If The Plan is to break our pride ( Read more... )

The B, of course, is Betty, my mother.  And yes, she is damaging my calm right now.  You see, I called her this morning to check in an to tell her that I was going to Texax in late Feb. to visit Todd at William's place.  And her response?  "Well, I don't know about that...."   Uh, excuse me?  I'm not asking you, I'm TELLING you.  I'm 41.... ( Read more... )

I am a sufferer or chronic headaches, mostly sinus or migraine.  Just for fun I like to name them:  Hurricane Hannah (sinus),  The Move (migraine), etc.  My current headache is named Mona.  It is currently a Catagory Three, which means I have pressure, pain, and want to sleep for the next 10 days.  It has the potential to increase to a Cat 5, where ( Read more... )