Thursday, October 15, 2009

Fall is upon us again!


I love Fall. The changing weather. The cloudy days. Dragging out the heated mattress pad so you can still sleep with the window open and not freeze your ass off at night. Cocoa. Fire in the woodstove. Just love it all!

I took the above picture as I was walking to work this morning. It was a cloudy morning, but the colors were still so lovely. It almost made me like the walk to my office.

But those injections have very much worn off, so walking isn't so fun. I feel like an invalid. I walk at a steady pace, but everyone still passes me. I need a shorter walk, so I'll have to beg the parking people for that.

What to do now? Surgery. Injections are no longer an option because they made my diabetes go completely haywire. That's too dangerous. On November 24th, I'll go under the knife. They'll remove the almost-gone discs and start fusing the vertebrae. I'll probably be in the hospital for Thanksgiving, but Ranger promises me a picnic dinner in my room. I love stuffing, with Worcestershire sauce all over it!

And Daughter is anxious to take care of me. "I'll be here for you, Mommy!" she said. Fourteen and still is comfortable calling me Mommy. Gotta love that. She's really coming into her own lately. Marching band has given her a place to be and an identity. Not only is she a proud band geek, but she's also a DRUMLINE band geek. That's legit, she says.

While other bands are winding down their season, hers is getting ready for competition in Las Vegas and halftime at the Alamo Bowl. It's going to get cold out on that practice field!

I'm getting ready for that favorite conference of mine, the first week of November. It's in Alabama this time. South Carolina will not be there...again. That's okay. According to his Facebook page, he's engaged to his ex-wife. I spoke with him the other day, and he said, "It's going okay, and I'm taking it slow." What?!?! You're engaged to her! The woman whose cheating caused your divorce, and who you've already caught cheating again. Good luck, dude!

For my relationship wonderfulness, my horrid outbreak is almost healed. Three weeks, my ass. It's been six miserable, painful weeks. No sex since September 1. Not that I've felt oh-so-romantic with this crap going on....

I've bitten off more than I can chew with this conference. I've agreed to two presentations, one workshop, and presenting the annual research report. Yep. I'm an idiot.

Dang, this is a rambling post. I don't have anything in particular to tell, but a lot of here-and-there for you, dear Diary. Except the surgery. I'm a little worried about that.

4 comments:

Fishsticks and Fireflies said...

(I always read the updates in the sidebar . . . what's up with Karl being married?!)

I too love fall, and am bummed that our leaves were cut short this year - we had our first hard freeze a couple of weeks ago . . . the leaves went from green to brown and dropped in 72 hours.

You will be in my thoughts with your upcoming surgery. I am so sorry that you have to go through it, but hope that it will provide some relief and help you get back to where you were!

Yeah for your daughter finding her place - she is on a good road to get her through the high school years.

And I've got you beat in the sex department - though I suspect you would actually like to be having it!

Blogget Jones said...

Yeah, isn't that a kicker about Karl? Granted, it's been awhile since I talked to him, but....yeah, I saw it on Facebook! He has a new business selling leather belts and ankle bracelets that he makes himself, and a new wife! Whoa....

That's too bad about your leaves!! Hop on over to the Western Slope! We're getting lovely color right now, and the highway isn't too bad yet. I hope not....I have to head to your neck of the woods in a couple of weeks.

Thanks on the surgery. I'm anxious to be done with it and recovered. I've never been patient.... lol

And yes! I would like to be having sex! You don't want to?!

Take care!
:o) BJ

e jerry said...

I'd tell you not to bitch about the sex, but then I remember that I got through two-thirds of a sex act on September 5.

Last time I had to have surgery over Thanksgiving, Deanna Shoemaker and John Haney brought me chocolate pilgrims in my UMC hospital room. That was a long effing time ago.

Blogget Jones said...

Oh my gosh! Some names I haven't heard in awhile.... I don't care to think of how long ago "awhile" is!