okay so last night, I dreamed I was laying on a beach, just relaxing listening to the waves, when a band started playing music near me. something in the music moved me, so I got up to thank them - and realized the top half of my bathing suit was missing.

I grabbed the towel I had been laying on to cover myself, apologized to the band, and ran like heck towards a building containing lockers where presumably my clothes were.

make of that what you will.

Well, they fed her up on antibiotics, stuck needles in to drain her twice, and got tired of listening to her and shipped her back. So far she is able to be up moving about 30min a day, which just about covers restroom trips. Glad I learned to cook and do laundry as a kid. I went to pharmacy and picked up a months supply of meds and they counted 14 scripts to ensure they got them all. I'm really glad they don't count things like medicine, doctor bills, and hamburger when they are trying to figure inflation rates for pensions and social security, or I could get a real raise.

As the process of saying farewell to the Queen continues.

So I took Sam and Sharon to a model train expo today, and things were going well, and then out of nowhere, Sam just took off running.

Fortunately, Sharon was able to catch her, but it scared me.

The fires being reported in Southern California are not that near me. The closest is about 30 miles away on the other side of some mountains.

I have friends in those areas, but I checked on them just now, and they are okay.

Hugs,
Erin

It is becoming more obvious every day that my Brain is drying out like a prune. Not going to use any Medical terms. Don't know how bad it will get, how soon, or how long I can keep writing. So many of you have been such a blessing to me.

Thanks

Gwen Brown (Boucher)

whatever 'normal' is!

So we had Sam today, and it was clear she had some kind of relapse of her anxiety. To make it worse, she told my mom that she shouldn't have gone to a BBQ at her friend's house on Saturday, suggesting something happened there that has caused this.

I honestly don't know what to do.

How did I get here? I am not Gay, never was. YET somehow I am a post operative MtF woman and enjoy living that way. At 75 years old, there will never be intercourse, of that I am completely sure. Lots of those who I know figure I am Gay. I was married to a woman until 2005 for 38 years. She was as messed up as me perhaps, very unaffectionate. We rescued each other from terrible abuse. I worked very hard to heal from its effects. She refused to acknowledge that it ever happened.

Hey everyone. This is an update and quick thank you (to be updated in the morning.).

As of right now we have met our immediate needs and that combine with a loan from a friend of BC will go a long way to some of us getting some needed sleep.

We aren’t 100% out of danger but we will likely be ok and have a better idea of what the immediate dilutive for BC looks like.

HuGs,
-Piper

There have been an awful lot of begging letters going out of late, and the most recent ones, I have to say, are solely my fault.

not clickbait but true.

At least i'm not going to bore you with it!

some say that we Brits have a fixation with the weather

not a good day today

popped my knee at the grocery store, which triggered my PTSD, and then later I had to deal with my mom going on a paranoid rant.

anybody got some spare huggles?

Heya folks!

So, just wanted to let anyone who might be curious know I'm still around.

I haven't posted anything in a while... but that doesn't mean I haven't been working on stuff!

Believe it or not, I've got several stories in the works, a book on the way through Doppler when I come up in rotation, and I'm working on a few projects with a rather illustrious partner that y'all will eventually see the fruits of too!

yep, we're back to warm (28c) and sunny here in Brizz, no doubt we'll be getting the ski gear out next week!

So it appears that Sam had some kind of breakdown, and I will be looking after her the next 2 days as Sharon will be working.

hugs and prayers appreciated.

hello August.

“Do you miss working?”

It’s been four months since I sold my last business. During that time, my blood pressure has dropped from an average of 130/85 to 110/65. My weight has also dropped fifteen pounds -- with little change in eating or exercise. I have hope that I’ll soon fit into the dresses in storage bins marked an accusatory “too small.” As if it was somehow their fault that my waist had disappeared over the years, causing them to become too tight.

Hey everyone,

I was hoping to get back into a regular posting schedule by now. even if it was bi-weekly instead of weekly. That plan kinda went tits up with the new job keeping me so damn busy and catching a terrible cold twice in the last month . My immune system sucks, and while I have people making sure I'm taking care of myself and taking vitamins, I can't wait until I can get my medical stuff for Ontario sorted so I can see a doctor about my hormones and anxiety meds. Work has kind of been stressing me out and pushing my anxiety so it might be contributing to things.

My sister-in-law Carol was taken to the hospital due to her back issues.

hugs and prayers appreciated.

today

I have had a really tough day.

It started with mom blowing a fuse making breakfast, and it took about 10 hours to get power back.

Then when we went to our car, we found that someone had smashed in my driver's side window looking for valuables
.
Mom is convinced they wanted our parking pass, as that is the only thing missing, and therefore its my fault for leaving it visible to people outside the car.

sighs . . .

well, warmish!