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Dead body? What dead body?

I remember that line from a  The Wild Wild West episode with James West and Aretemus Gordon(not the Will Smith movie–anyone care to guess my age).  Right now, if you stepped into my house you would definitely think there was a dead body hidden somewhere within.

It turns out, our chest deep freeze has not been working. For how long we’re not sure.

We’ve removed all the rotten food, but the stench still remains. I have a strong gag reflex so my husband had to do all the work by himself. He’s a saint. Even though the freezer is in the basement, the smell permeates the whole house. I hope we don’t have visitors in the next day or so.

My husband threatened to use my car to haul off the trash bags. I told him he was out of his mind, considering he has a nice big truck bed.

I’m behind on my reading and plan to start posting my reviews in the next week.

I’m back from a long weekend at Myrtle Beach, SC.  My peeps and I have stayed at the Caribbean Resort for the last three years. So this year, I thought it appropriate to read Pirate themed books. And that I did.

The Blue Enchantress

The first book I read was the Blue Enchantress – Charles Towne Belles Book 2 by MaryLu Tyndall.

What you’ll find in the Blue Enchantress:

A captive woman

A sacrificial rescue

A raging storm

A maniacal sea captain

A shipwreck on a deserted island

Donald Maass says to have your character do something he would never do. And the author did this in a most excellent way. Her vivid descriptions put me on the decks of the tall ships. I could hear the waves lapping on the shore. Oh, wait a minute, those were actual waves lapping.

The faith element was expertly woven into the plot.

This book did not disappoint. An excellent beach read.

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I spent my 42nd birthday reading–that was the gift I gave myself. I also watched Becoming Jane with Anne Hathaway(can be viewed on-line through netflix) about the life of Jane Austen.

I’ve thought of writing this post many times.

I was an infant in the 60s.

A child in the 70s.

A teenager in 80s.

Hit my 30s in the 90s.

And now I’m in my 40’s.

At work on Thursday, I found out Farrah Faucett died and mentioned it to my co-worker who said, “Who is that?” And I had to explain that she was of Charlie’s Angels Fame– back in the 70s when I was just a child. Of course, my co-worker had not been born at that time. Makes me feel kinda old.

I’m thankful for making it this long. Jane Austen passed away when she was  only 43(I think)–but, oh, did she write some good stuff  by that time.

Dave Ramsey’s Town Hall for Hope is a MUST WATCH for everyone. Especially if you’ve lost your job or are afraid you might lose your job. The message is: don’t be afraid.

Click on the link below to view:

http://www.hulu.com/watch/74840/the-dave-ramsey-show-frid-may-2-2009

Please share this with others!

http://mbldownloads.com/0209CNS_GR_Riggio.pdf

Click the above link for an excellent report on frontal lobe seizures. I could not explain to others exactly what occurred when my son had his seizures–Case #3 in the report is what my son did–run for no reason with an extreme look of terror. He tried(many times) to get out of a moving car when he was in first grade just like the woman in the case. See my previous post for videos.

When I think about the Doctor who wouldn’t put him back on his anti-seizure medication in 2005, I get so angry. The Doctor questioned my parenting.  He said, “Something must have changed at home.” referring to my son’s “behavior”.

It’s not what you might be thinking. Some of you know my little secret. Well, now I’m making it known to potentially the whole world.

I slept in a closet.

I can’t sleep in my bed (no, I’m not mad at my husband) because of back pain. I had been sleeping on a recliner in my bedroom.

My sister took her aerobed on a beach trip one year and I laid on it and thought, I could sleep on this.   So, I purchased a twin-sized aerobed (the kind that sits up to the height of a regular bed) and put it in my closet. Hey, it fit with plenty of room for me to dress in too. And I can sleep with no back pain. It is wonderful.

But…

This past week I’ve heard critters in my attic and the head of the bed is pushed up against the door that leads to that space. I don’t like critters. Especially mice critters.

So, this week, I moved my bed out of the closet and into the bedroom. There is plenty of room– I just had to move the recumbent bike into the closet. (I have too many pieces of exercise equipment that I don’t use. I guess I need to start using them).

Anyway, so now, I’ve come out of the closet.

Thought you might want to know, or maybe not.

I know I need to exercise. I would say “exercise more” but that would imply I do a little bit and I don’t.

So, I had a brilliant idea on Saturday.

Let me just say that my husband hates my brilliant ideas. They usually involve moving furniture.

My cousin Tammi and I share the same genetic affliction we inherited from our Grandma Christine–the uncontrollable desire to rearrange the furniture.

I decided to  move my little stair climber machine (cheap, but usable) from my bedroom(upstairs) to my office(downstairs). My thought was that as I am writing and I get writer’s block I could climb a few stairs to get the blood pumping to the brain–either that or hang upside down (click Here for this explanation).

But instead of telling my husband my true purpose for the move, I asked him to move the stair climber to my office so I wouldn’t have to climb the stairs to the bedroom.

Yes, my husband is still living with me. Go figure. He must be crazy. Because, I’m certainly not. Right? Right? I’m not, am I?

So, I’m a sappy person. I went with “the girls” to see the Hannah Montana movie last weekend. My poor son, age 14, went because he didn’t want to be left out. He was hoping noone from his school saw him in the theater. He managed to go undetected, I think.

Anyway, I’ve always liked the premise of Hannah Montana–at school she is a regular girl. No one except her closest friends knows the secret that she is a pop star.  The conflict in this story is to keep her true performing identity a secret so she can live a “normal” life without the poparazzi and be able to experience all the things a teenager goes through.

There really is no point to this blog, I just wanted to post that I like Hannah Montana and I like Miley Cyrus.

My father has this recurring dream that while standing he can bring his feet back(at the same time) against the back of his knees and fly through the air upright. So I guess he is more like a hover craft.

Sunday before last my family discussed the poor woman who found out years after the fact that her husband’s legs had to be cut off to fit him in his casket. Apparently, she had ordered the right size but the funeral home got it wrong.

My father is  6′2″ tall and, well let’s just say he is frugal. Okay, Okay he’s cheap. So I told him that if the 5′5″ casket is cheaper than the 6′2″ casket, then we might just have to cut off his legs. We could bend them back just like in his dreams and we’ll play I’ll Fly Away at his funeral.

By the way, my Daddy will probably outlive me. He is extremely young at heart– he has the energy to play hide&seek and ball with his grandchildren.

Charles Billingsley is a vocal genius, is he not?

My posts have been few and far between. I apologize. Life sometimes gets in the way.

Anyway, my previous posts have been about my son’s medical condition.

After his appointment it was time to refill his prescription. Fortunately, I called my insurance company before calling the Doctor’s office.

His medicine went up from $60 for a 90 day supply to $600 for a 90 day supply. How’s that for inflation?

Now that a generic version is available the insurance company will not pay as much for the brand name. Understandable–it makes smart business sense.

My son, though, didn’t want to try something new. He was afraid the generic version wouldn’t work.

So far, though, it seems to be working fine–and it only costs $5 for a 30 day supply–making that $15 for a 90 day supply. That saves me $45 at the old brand name price and $585 at the new brand name price.

I love a bargain.

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