Although it's a running joke that I live in the ghetto, I've never really had any issues or reasons to be concerned about living here. Then, last Monday morning, my neighbor informs me that several cars in our parking lot were burglarized Christmas Eve. Needless to say, I removed all of my cds and bank information (deposit receipts, atm receipts, and other sensitive information that had accumulated in the console or glove compartment) that evening. Just now, I am returning from a long, relaxing weekend where my only worry was whether or not I was going to get shocked when I turned on/off the lights. I decide I need another glass of bubbly, so I head to the kitchen. As I near the kitchen, I notice the pretty light show on my blinds and wonder what on earth could be turning my blinds red and blue. I was really disappointed with myself when I looked out my peephole and saw the police car. I should have known. Upon a closer examination, I saw a car with some nasty dents parked in the space right in front of the police car. I was wondering if it had something to do with last week's burglaries. Perhaps someone was trying to break into the car and decided a baseball bat would be the best method. Perhaps it was a lover's quarrel. I returned to the living room to drink my bubbly and write a little blog entry about this excitement, but made several trips back to the kitchen to check the progress. In my most recent trip, I found my neighbor walking from the lot toward his apartment. Apparently, the crumpled car had backed into his car (the well-kept white Caddy that's always parked directly in front of my apartment door, just two cars away from mine). That wasn't nearly as bad as I was imagining, but it still makes me question my neighborhood. I've been biding my time and planning to move in a few years when I am more certain that this is really the area for me and I'm financially set to buy a house that won't collapse on top of me within the first five years of living there. Now, however, I'm starting to think that I need to reconsider my options.

so we have this cat that is a fully gown male, but it's really small. It meows like it's in heat (that deep and painful, "meeeeeaaaaaaooooooooooooowwww") every day for the past year, even though we had it fixed a very long time ago. It pees in my daughter's room all the time, and scratches the carpet. Plus, it acts like it's deathly afraid of us. it used to cuddle, but now he runs away when we walk in the room. I think maybe that's due to the fact that we never named it. We always called it Kitten; we tried out a few names, but never liked them, so we call it Kitten to this day. It's 4 years old.

Well, one day it just disappeared. It actually cuddled with us for a few days before Thanksgiving, then he was gone. WE went to Ohio for the holiday, and when we came back, still no sign of him.

Lily sends the other animals out and tells them to look for him (how cute and sad). Annie is sad too, me not so much, I hated it.

We talked the other day about how we always thought he had a second family. Annie even put collars on him to show that he belonged to someone else. She chalks his disappearance to either him being taken into his other family's home, or dead. And I agreed.

The truth is this: One morning he was crying, I was getting ready to go to work, and I noticed that I was the only one awake. So I grabbed him, put him in my truck and I set him out in the country to fend for himself 15 miles from our house. And I'm waiting for the opportunity to do it to the rest of our animals.

I got a call from Brandon tonight from the hospital, apparently there is some problems with his kidneys and they are keeping him there for a few days. Not 100 percent sure what is going on, as they just put him on pain meds and he wasn't super coherent. I'll keep everyone updated as I hear more, please keep him in your thoughts and prayers.

Mother had to be rushed to the hospital Christmas Day. She is kinda bad, but we are hoping she's too stubborn to give in. Apparently sometime in the recent past she suffered a heart attack (we're such great caregivers that we didn't even realize anything had happened) !!!!!

We got her to the hoispital and discovered her lungs were full of fluid. She's going to have a long road back to "health" but the doctor seems to think she can do it.

Even as dire as her situation is, she is still "quite a character" as the staff on her floor have begun to call her. So I do have some new posts for the Diary, because she is just so funny sometimes. Since she started the antidepressants, she has gotten a bit of a sense of humor again. like today. We told her she had to get better and come home so she could start growling at Dave again. The smirk on her face was priceless!

I will be telling the funny stories in Diary. And probably some not so funny -- and I'm not even going to TRY to keep 'em short, A-Mac. I'm at the hospital now, trying to get her to rest, but she just keeps fidgeting and fussing.

She's 88, and we realize that she may never come home. Believe it or not, I do hope she beats this and comes home even if it's only for a little while. We are just praying that if the Lord decides it's time for her to be with Him, He sends His Spirit to comfort and reassure her. I want her to know she is going somewhere better.

But the selfish part of me hopes He lets her come home.

She is at Blessing Hospital in Quincy, IL room 3432C -- she'll probably have to go to a nursing home for rehab, but that will only be for about 3 weeks. Then hopefully back home.

would any of you that make candy for Christmas would u have a chocalate fudge reciepe that doesn't take marshmellow creme.

Today was interesting to say the least.
It started out with the truck not starting and the fuel gauge on empty... After I had just filled the tank my last trip.
Therefore I thought someone had siphoned my gas.
I take my car, purchase a gas can and locking cap, fill the gas can and return only to top off a full tank of gas in the truck.
Yes, children, sometimes Chevy just gives you the finger.
After adding two gallons to my pretty much full tank of gas, the truck decided to start without hesitation.
I'm now being made fun of at the office.
I hate Chevy.
Anyway, I got to spend this wonderful snow filled day on the road installing new stuff.
Its amazing what runs through your mind when your sliding uncontrollably towards an LP truck.
Most of which I can't repeat here.
Overall the day was a success.
We had a crazy error, but one of the new features cut diagnosis from a whole day to 5 seconds.
A whole day of me on top of a tank with an oscilloscope in a -7 blizzard mind you. So that makes me very happy.
Tomorrow I get to do the same thing.

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In other news, my semester ended a week ago and Payson school gets out this Friday, so I'll be enjoying a two week break with no work or schoolwork.

Mandy and I went to Kansas City last weekend for Christmas on the River, it was good to hang out with our friends. We brought Rock Band, which is always good times. We forgot our camera, so no pictures this year =(

I'm back! But I bet most of you didn't even know I was gone. Shows how much I'm missed... *sniff*

Anyway.

My computer monitor decided to quit working last Thursday, so since I had an errand to run in Ottumwa ANYWAY, I decided to swing by Radio Shack and pick up one of their monitors that they had on sale. Brought it back, worked great, we were happy. Friday morning, Ben gets up and the NEW monitor is no longer working EITHER. It turns ON, but the screen flickers and then goes black. Gr. So I call Radio Shack, who says they'll replace it, but I got the last one, and it might be a week before new ones come in. FINE. So today (as you'll notice) I am on the computer using a borrowed 2002-era big box monitor that has been sitting by the stairs at our church since before we moved here. No computer, just the monitor. Odd. But I'm borrowing it, and I'm betting no one will even notice. So there.

(Ben just walked in and asked if I was going to play Oregon Trail on my new monitor. He's such a kidder...)

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Most of my fish have died from some unknown disease that I think I took care of with random stuff I found that originally came with the tank so many years ago.
Anyway, so the tank was sitting with only 3 survivors; two of which hid all the time so people thought there was only on fish in the tank.
Its been a couple weeks like this as I was hesitant on putting more fish in the tank.
Leave it to a coworker to take care of that for me.
I come in to the office Tuesday morning, I'm placing my hat and gloves on top the cabinet next to the tank when I see something so ugly out to the corner of my eye that I literally jump.
A coworker had caught some pond fish and thought it would be fun to put them in my tank.

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I just realized I haven't really been very active on the site since before Thanksgiving! It's time to catch everyone up on all my exciting adventures!

I was not part of the shopping saga I told about in my Dementia Diary because I took Mama to the doctor Oct. 22 and left her at Sister Kathy's right after the appointment. I got her antidepressant prescription filled and delivered the following day. On the 26th of October I flew back to Palestine, Texas to assist in training and Dave drove my Suzuki x90 to California to give to Scott and Noelle.

My "Zuki" had not been a happy vehicle since we brought it back from California two years ago. It is definitely a "California Car" and we figured the kids would get better use of it than we were or they could sell it for more money out there than we could back here.

Dave and I both returned home the 1st of November and spent a whole Mama-free month together. That was so nice. Our first task was cleaning out Mama's room and bathroom and we found an electric bed for her and completely rearranged her room. We then tackled the rest of the house and by Thanksgiving had things almost under control.

We brought Mama home on the 22nd of Nov. and then had Thanksgiving dinner here. I did the whole Black Friday thing mostly at Kohl's w/my credit card and then returned to Palestine, TX for another week of training assistance.

I finally returned home Dec. 6th and in the week that followed, discovered I had a new Mama. Yep. Totally different woman was living in Mama's body. I could kiss the feet of her doctor for prescribing those antidepressants. Mama even laughs again. I am so amazed at the change. She said she knows she's feeling better but she just thought Dave was being nicer to her since she came home. Nope. She's just not the mean, grouchy old woman she'd turned into the last couple of years. It is so wonderful, I could cry for joy. Antidepressants rule!!!!

She still has her moments. And I'm sure I can come up with new Dementia posts, but I may have to resort to telling on myself and others to keep it going! But she was getting pretty riled up last night over her wrestling and I worried that she was going to throw something at the TV, but she managed to get herself under control.

So that's about it, Kiddies. This weekend I plan to initiate my "AuntBob's Rantings and Ravings" thread and maybe even open a couple of story threads. I'm making this blog as long as possible just so A-Mac won't bother reading it! (We really need an EVIL grin face for me to use repeatedly!)

Christmas is coming and I think "SOMEONE" should open a thread entitled "Another Annoying Christmas Letter" which would allow each Severedhead member to share their year in a letter!

Two more weeks til Christmas! whoo hoo!!!!!

hubby got cleared to go back to work next Monday. Those disability checks suck not even enough to pay your bills with. Now maybe we can get cought up and those doctor and hospital bills just keep rolling in yuk