Hey all...
Marie - Deep breaths, deep breaths... sorry, I know what you mean. My step daughter graduated last year and is doing her up grading now before college and I'm left wondering what happened to the 5 year old I met all those years ago.
Summer - Thanks for starting a new thread.. and in my humble opinion a victory is a victory, take them where you can get them!
Vermont - Now that you've gotten the dog hair out of your house want to come do mine? We must have at least that. Turned on a floor fan last night and it was like the tumbleweeds in an old western movie. Oh... and quit speeding you! How fast were you going?
I hope Chubby is ok
I still have my splint on...

Doctor says now that it was likely dislocated or hyper extended since there are no breaks and most of the pain is in the joints. Still hurts quite a bit if I try to move the joints sideways at all. I don't plan on wearing this much longer.
My moods are the same... up and down, and up and down... bleh! My husband came in yesterday and said "Why am I so depressed? I don't even want to work on my truck!". Unfortunately I didn't have any answers for him since I was feeling the same way. I think though it's likely because of the dog situation... our puppy got kennel cough and we were faced with the prospect of having to wait until friday to take him to the vet. I was on the phone with him telling him the boy has to go to a vet and soon! And he said "What do you want me to do about it?" and maybe I shouldn't have but I said "You know what I want you to do..." He said "Goodbye" and hung up (we don't hang up on each other). I found out later that he went out and tried to pawn his much loved golf clubs but they wouldn't take them (wrong season). Anyway... our neighbors offered to foot the bill for the vet until friday... they're an older couple in their 70's that have known my family since before I was born. Our boy gave their border collie puppy kennel cough (shared fence, they often sniff each other through the gaps) and they had her to the vet the same day so when she asked when our appointment for our boy was hubby told her he had to wait and the Mrs wouldn't hear of it. I am very very greatful to them, my boy was back to demanding we throw a ball for him just hours after his first antibiotics.
**SIGH** Sorry! I really didn't mean to rant about this but I don't feel like deleting it after getting it all typed out.