Finally sorta healthyish! Victory is mine...

Yep, that flu was a bitch. I think the mind is powerful because I willed myself well just in time for Turkey day!. I love Thanksgiving and stuffing and pies. I have the weirdest allergies. I'm allergic to Cinnamon. Have you ever heard of such a thing? I usually dose up on Benadryl and eat some pumpkin or apple pie because it's just that worth it, but not this year. I have been sick for so long that I tried cherry pie. I LOVE CHERRY PIE! It was so good and my eyes didn't swell shut.

I'm also allergic to oats. Terrible thing to be allergic to. I found this out when I got Aveeno lotion after getting hives from Pumpkin pie. The hives got worse. LOL. I had allergy testing done and the doctor said, "I've never seen such an odd assortment of allergies." Grass, oats, cinnamon, wool (very common) and wood were the big hits. Impossible to live allergy free with those allergies.

It dropped down to 40 degrees here in Florida last night. Cold. Cold. Would you light my candle? Yea, we are not used to such temperatures here. It's warming up now but it's taking its time. I hope to get back to writing soon. I've been out of it for far too long.

Bad day today...

I feel like I've been sick forever. I actually felt good enough to rejoin the world today but it only lasted a few minutes. I got out of bed and was back in it about 40 minutes later. The kidney stone passed and then I got this horrid flu. Not the piggy flu but it might as well have been. When you are left to dwell too long, your mind gets the better of you. I have been wallowing a lot lately and I'm tired of my own thoughts.

"I was hiding under your porch because I love you..."

Pixar does some of the best story telling in their movies. I have an almost unhealthy obsession with Wall*E. I love him. There was a mix up over movie times when I went to see UP and I wound up having to see Ice Age 2. I finally got the chance to see UP today. I love it. The man carried a house on his back. Ah, yes, the weight we all carry of loves lost. I'm living proof. I can pretty much guarantee that movie was made for me. I want the dog. I want the bird. I want the flying house.

My neighbors are this adorable couple. They are probably over 100 years old. Every day when he takes out the trash, she watches him from the doorway. When he slips behind the dumpster, she stands on her tippy toes to try and get a glimpse of him. She relaxes only when he reveals from behind the dumpster once again. This process takes about 20 minutes because he walks a little slower than Tim Conway used to on the Carol Burnett show. Really, they are what it is all about.

The kid poisoned with Halloween candy is doing better and did not need a transplant. He has a bit to go before he can go home. No other kid got sick.

My kidney is still pumping but the stone has not quite been liberated yet. The doc says he wants to wait until next Thursday, if I can handle it. Since I don't have the strength to kill him or the money for a good lawyer to get out of it, I guess I'll have to make it. Still too sick to really sit and write too much, but I had to express my love for UP.

No writing, no living. no nuthin...

Percocet is not so great after all. Sick, sicky, sickness rule my world.

SYTYCD- I'm almost upset that I stayed awake long enough to watch. This season is garbage. Nigel's childish rants are getting old and Mary's screaming is hurting my kidney. Sh! Stop the hoochie. Save the show!

A Mighty Heart...

First- Kidney Stones are bad. Percocet is good. That is the gospel according to me.

I watched A Mighty Heart. The best performance Angelina Jolie has ever given. What a tragic story but Marianne Pearl sums it up best- "Terrorism effects us all." We are in our own mess in this country. Another shooting. What is happening? I hate how the news media keeps saying the shooter was unemployed and has money problems and that is the reason he did it. Millions of American's are unemployed, underemployed or on a reduced schedule at work. The guy was crazy, whether his circumstances pushed him there or not, he killed people because he was nuts!

I watched the new Family Guy and the show afterward. I don't know if they were just funnier or if it was the Percocet but I actually laughed my stomach muscles into fatigue. I haven't felt much like writing lately. I talked to my friend who is received a genius grant for his poetry what he thought of my stuff. He said, "You take freestyle a little too seriously." When I asked him to explain he said until I figured it out on my own, I would never get there. I told him he's paying for lunch.

In other news, Buddy has a lump. Buddy is an extremely obese rat terrier with an insatiable appetite. He has lost about 50% of his body weight since he came into my life but he is still really fat. The vet said it's a fatty deposit and more might pop out as he continues to lose weight. They are benign but he looks lumpy. I told the vet I was just going to get him fatter so I couldn't see the lump and I can now state that vets have absolutely no sense of humor.

Sickness and other stuff...

There has been a lot of drama since I last wrote anything. One of the kids from the school is suspected to have received tainted candy for Halloween. He is in a medically induced coma with leaking heart valves. It's a different world today then when I was a kid.

Maine voted down equality. If I had a job, I would go out and buy one of those dresses and bonnets the Amish wear so I could be fashion forward for the first time in my life because we are headed in the direction of moral judgment as law. Perhaps it's time to legally establish whether or not adopted children can legally be called children, after all it's different. As it seems we are slipping further and further into a puritanical society, there seems to be more violence and hatred than ever. Fort Hood. As much of a pinko liberal as I am, I have always been equally patriotic. It makes me so sad that brave soldiers who survived the war and were receiving honors for getting educational degrees were gunned down by an American. It's overwhelming.

Unemployment extension. Although I am grateful for being able to receive my paltry unemployment for a bit more time, I would much rather have a job. I've been hitting retail establishments hoping that they will need help for the holiday season. Please let me attain the ranks of the underemployed. It will be a huge step forward for me. I'm spending way too much time contemplating the American work product lost while these politicians stand their ground. It seems that GOP was determined to delay the vote as long as possible to make Obama look bad. Well, Obama already looks bad to those of us who can't find work. A couple more days delay and I would no longer be considered in unemployment numbers. Way to go!

On the lighter side of things. So You Think You Can Dance. I'm not happy with the choreography this season with one notable exception. Stacey Tookey's "Fear" routine was so brilliant. I had tears on my eyes. Legacy, where the hell has that guy been? I watched all of it and he was featured a lot. My thought was here is the next guy that will be brilliant in his own style while making highly trained dancers look bad in the partner dancing. He has more than proven me wrong. Kathryn has always been one of my favorites. When he wrapped himself around her midsection and she held him without a waiver while pushing him down. Wow. Just Wow!

So with all this stuff going on in my real world, I needed to laugh. I went to view the video I referenced earlier in this blog. It has been deleted. It was called "The Audition" with Mitch Jarvis, Wesley Taylor (both from Rock of Ages), Matt Doyle (My Melchior from Spring Awakening) and Van Hughes (My Link from Hairspray.) I can only imagine that there was a outcry because of the last part. People, sometimes we all need to laugh- at ourselves...at others. With all that is going on in the world, we just need to laugh. I need to laugh. So if any of the above mentioned people want to make a video about an Ivy League educated woman who winds up homeless, ending up reading The Complete Works of William Shakespeare with all her belongings in bags outside the Coalition for the Homeless, as normally eye-contact, skittish New Yorkers stare at her, than have at it. I'll laugh because sometimes it's the only way not to spend the day crying.