World of Wings

Quite Angry Today

Have you ever had one of those days where everyone just bugs the shit out of you? That is what my day is like today. We have a particular patron who I REALLY dislike and feel uncomftorable around. His speech is horrible and a person can hardly understand what the hell he is saying when he says it. He is sitting up here mumbling some bullshit about colleges and how they are not listed and blah, blah, blah. If you don't believe me about his voice I'll tell you a little story. This woman calls one day wanting to renew some books and she speaks just like the idiot I was just talking about. She "Uhs" and "ahs" and breaths heavy and laughs and snorts just like him. I think to myself "she sounds like dumbfuck" and as I renew her book I realize it is on HIS card. So apparentally it was his mother (because no one would marry him) that I was speaking to. THAT is how bad his speech is. It was bad enough for me to notice someone else using it and wondering is she was a relative. Now the "Bearded Lady" is up here asking me to come down and fix the toolbar on a computer downstairs because she ALWAYS has to bug the shit out of me or Renee on Thursday nights. I did'nt go help her. I told her to change computers and she is not happy.

FUCK OFF

This other guy brings in a case of beer today and just sets it on the table while he looks for movies. W. moved it behind the desk because we were scared one of the kids would take one thinking it was soda. Then the idiot gets mad. Stupid shit. What possessed you to bring beer into a library, anyhow? And YOU STINK!

Ivan sucked, leaving sucked, fixing my house back up sucked and staying with my mother really sucked.

Cliff went to his first therapist appointment Wednesday and I think it may end up going well.

My keys have been lost for two days and I cannot drive my car.

The pain management doctor is now giving me nerve block shots to my side to start training my nerves to not hurt. I got seven the first time and right after I got them my blood pressure went down and I felt like I was on drugs. The doctor said that was because I was always hurting and did'nt realize it because I got used to it. I went five glorious days pain free until my dumbass tried to pick up a 20 lb rock on Sunday. I pulled myself back out. Then Monday night my lovely husband was playing around and stepped on my side causing the pain to worsen. Would'nt you know, my doctor is out of town until week after next and I can't see Dr. D. because we are related (see above entry).

So I'm back on pain pills.

My garden is beautiful. I am bragging, but I give this much shit and that ain't much.

Summer's rose is the only flower blooming right now, but boy is it! I will post a pic of it when I get home. I also got a good picture of a praying mantis.

How come I have to point to the same place five times for people to see where to go? DUMBASSES.

Work is almost over.

Waiting Sucks

Waiting sucks.

Its much worse when you have your own home and belongings to worry about.

I so do not want to load up all four cats, Paul, the birds, pictures and other memories right now. This sucks.

Long Lost Husband's Grandmother's Brother's Wife's Nephew

Okay...I have something to say (and it is not "its better to burn out, than to fade away" you FREAKS!)

I realize now how cheesy the above sentence was.

To begin with...if any of you become a doctor don't be an ass while your at it. I have tried for THREE MONTHS to get an appointment with the pain management doctor and when I finally get one I get a call the morning of the appointment that goes like this:

(I don't like putting my full last name on here because apparentally it is not common and I might find out I am related to someone I don't want to be related to....you'll see what I am talking about in a minute.)

"Mrs. S?" -- bitchy nurse (she has always been bitchy. Everytime I talk to her she is bitchy, so I am not just calling her that for the story)

"Yes?" -- groggy me

"I'm sorry, we just realized this....but...I'm sorry Dr. D can't see you." -- BN

"WHAT?" -- me

"It appears you two are related and it is against policy." -- BN

"WHAT? I mean...huh? I don't even know the man!" -- me

"I know, but he discovered this morning that you two were related and he just can't see you." -- BN

"Okay...how are we related?" -- me

"I'll have to ask him. He is in a room right now." -- BN

"Please do. I have no idea who this man is and I have been working my butt off for three months to get this appointment and now you are calling and telling me this the DAY of the appointment!" -- me

"I know mame, I said I was sorry. This has never happened and I'll get you a new appointment with Dr. O." -- BN

In the meantime my husband is screaming profanaties at the phone because he knows how long and hard I have worked to get this appointment. The nurse is not too pleased.

"I'll call you back" BN says and hangs up.

So I called Paul's grandmother and she says that yes, I am related to Dr. D by marriage. It appears he is Paul's grandmother's brother's wife's nephew.

Yeah...now Dr. D and I are so close its not funny. The perfect family members.

What pisses me off the most about this whole situation is that if I had come in with my old, normal last name of "Wilson" or maybe "Smith" I would not have been questioned. Even if Dr. D had relatives with those last names it is so common that he would not even have thought about it. Because I have a uncommon last name I am shit out of luck.

I DON'T EVEN KNOW THE MAN!!

So...I was out of pain pills and left without anything to get me through the weekend, because I thought I would have had my pain management appointment over and done with by now. I had to call and beg my doc to prescribe me some more. He did, but now he and the pharmacy think I am a freakin' addict.

Fuck this.

Bitchy Nurse called back and I have a new appointment Tuesday.

I need to call Paul's grandparents and make sure we are not related to this new doctor...

So Grown Up

Last night Kat, Cliff and I went to Travis's to swim in his now clean pool. We had a lot of fun. Travis lets some of the neighborhood kids come swim, which is nice of him so Cliff played with a lot of them while Kat and I swam and played with Maynard. Travis was in a great mood and after the kids left Bill showed up, which was even more fun and brought back some old memories for Kat and I. We used to spend many a night swimming at that pool and hanging out with friends! After swimming we loaded up and came to our house for impromptu pizza and movies. It ended up just being pizza, because Maynard was a great form of entertainment for awhile. It is really wierd how we are all officailly "adults" now. Travis had to leave somewhat early because the baby was tired, we had to get Cliff to bed and all of us just get tired out so early now. Anywho...I have to run to Wal-Mart with Cliff now to get him a frog so here are some MORE pics in an effort mto make my journal a little less boring!

Hello my pretties!

Maynard and Kat in the pool. It was hard for me to get good shots of Maynard because he is a "nude bather" and the way the wourld works now I am afraid I would get sued for child porn.

"Pirate Bill"

I asked Bill to put Maynard back in the boat and give him the sword so I could get a good video of him "argggging" everyone in the pool. Instead, Bill decided to do it. I think I see why Maynard and him get along so well!

Not much has changed

Bill and I had not talked for almost three years because of the "guitar" issue, but we are now on good terms again. He is the same old Bill and I realized why I missed him so much!! Here he is at Travis's pool last night not three minutes after arriving...he was in the pool, having a beer and talking on the phone.

Brad and the Can

Since I can't think of anything to say here are a few pics from the "picture" queen!!

The usual "Brad with beer" picture, not so sure about the carpet cleaner....:)

Stephen has devil eyes

Stephen and Leah. Aren't they sweet?

Sick Kitty

This is my lovely husband and his sidekick, Omega, who is sick with a cold in this picture.

Fatso Catso

Here we have Frosty after he has stuffed himself in a shoe box. He sees himself much smaller than he is!