Rhiannonn's Ravings

And surprisingly, without a speeding ticket!  Yes, my baby is back home.  I walked into the house yesterday, a little late, since I had to talk to the Mtg. people for 15 minutes in the parking lot as I was getting off from work and then I had to stop at the store to pick up some more chicken for supper, as I walked into the kitchen, She popped up from behind the counter in the Dining Room and screamed surprise!!!!!  Good thing I didn't need to pee, cause I would have pissed myself.  Scared me to death!

She's a little tanner, has a henna tattoo on her back, but otherwise, no bumps, broken bones or anything.  She had fun and dropped a bombshell.  She has been invited to a Prom.  Shit, she will need a dress.  Damn, so much for getting a little ahead moneywise.  I guess I will scrimp even more and drive even less, even though the only place I go anymore is work and back.  Oh well, I will persevere.  
 

I figured I better put this here as well, since I put it on my MS 

I hope all that read this had a wonderful holiday, no matter how they celebrated it.

I, on the other hand, had a less than satisfactory holiday.  It actually started on the 21st.  I was in the middle of shopping when I just had a horrible gassy feeling and upset tummy.  I thought I picked up a gastric bug or ate something "off" at lunch.  By Midnight, I was hurling.  Marvelous!  All day Saturday, I had horrible lower ab cramps.  Great, I can't poo.  So I try to hydrate myself more and take a stool softener so I can flush the bug.....by Sunday morning, no go still.  Sent Rick to the store to get some.....ugh....Caster oil.  Took about six hours to work, but my system is still cramping, ok, I figured the Caster oil was too harsh and my body was revolting.....sigh.  

Christmas Eve morning comes. I get up, get a shower and feel somewhat better.  I was made to sit on the couch all day to hostess the guests with heating pad on my tummy.  I manage to get a tablespoon of mashed taters down and a couple of green beans.  No ham, no candied yams, no other goodies.....

Opening presents was blur.  With 11 folks flinging paper and boxes, you really could not see much.  I did get some lovely gifts.  A bath spa, Astronomical calendar, perfume, giant wine goblets, candles, incenses, lovely home canned products (yum), a new double boiler (so I won't have to rig one for the next time I go to make French Vanilla ice cream and end up in the ER with burns), a ball winder for skeins of yarn, a new knitting bag, videos, just wonderful gifts. 

I excuse myself, since my tummy is still feeling poorly.  I went to bed, by the time 11pm arrived, I was in horrible cramping pain.  I felt as though I was in labor with child.....Rick, said that was enough, he was taking me to the ER. 

We arrive at 11:30 and after some blood tests, and a CT scan and by 4 am they come to the conclusion that my appendix is inflamed and infected and needs to come out.  So, by 9 am Christmas morning, I am rolled into the OR.  What a way to spend a holiday!  I wake up back in the room to a wall of kids staring at me.....Apparently it was only less than a day away from bursting.  I was finally released to come home Thursday.  I could not wait to get out of there.

I am doing much better.  It turns out I have not 2, not 3, but 4 incisions!  Yea!  I'm supposed to see the Doctor for a followup next Thursday, and will hopefully be release to go back to work.  I don't mind staying home, but not in the shape I am in.....I hate recouping. 

And to top off the holiday, our daughter burns out the engine to the Cougar. Big old hole in the engine block.  Great, we were getting ready to trade it for a new car for Dad.  Now we still have 2 more years to pay on a car that is dead no one will pay off the loan on a dead car.......

Now, do you see why I feel like Santa took a dump over our house that night???

 

That the dream I had awoken from at 5am this morning is not a prophetic dream.  I was devestated.

I was in San Francsico in Sept  for my 2nd half of my school for work and my cell phone kept going off repeatedly.  I was at the airport after just getting there.  I answered it and it was a call from home telling me that Bobby had died in a car accident and that I needed to get home immediately.  Needless to say I was crippledly upset and a wreck.  People around me had to help me pull it together to arrange a return flight.  And then I wake up.

Now anyone that knows me, knows that I have already had to bury one son, so you could imagine my state of mind when I woke up.

Well, I made through alive, but that that is about it.  It took me a whole day of cat napping to get over it, but it is over.  Last Wed- Fri I had to attend yet another Education seminar relating to my field, insurance.  They are brutal!
CIC- Certified Insurance Counselor.  It is in five parts. And once you pass the first test, the time clock starts ticking.  You have 5 years to complete all five parts.  Once you pass all five, you earn the designation.  It is not an easy task.  If I pass this test, the clock starts.  The one I took a year and a half ago, I failed, and needless to say, soured me on taking any others.  If I fail this one, it will be by the skin of my teeth.  I won't know if I passed for failed for 4-6 weeks.  The answers are all essay.  No multiple choice.  Ugh.  At least this way, there is a chance you can bullshit your way through a couple of answers if you are lucky.  I HATE these stupid things.  Nothing like a measurement of how dumb you feel!!  It drains you like the worst psy vamp possible!  That is why I slept most of the day yesterday!

Last night after Rick got home from work, we went to a picnic over at F&O's place.  It was so nice to spend some time with my witchy brothers and sisters!   That helped me the most!  And plus I got to visit with my little baby that I get to bring home in two weeks!!!  She has grown so much in just two weeks!!  I still have not come up with a suitable name for her yet.  But it will come to me.

I got up this morning and snuck out of the house and got stuff for Father's Day breakfast!  I was so wiped earlier in the week, today was packed way back in the memory closet!!  I hate forgetting shit!!

Well, I better get my butt in gear and get laundry started and straighten the house for the coming week.