Good morning gals! Cheryl, I am jealous. It got all dark and cloudy yesterday and then just moved on through with no rain. We desperately need rain. It is like living in the Sahara here lately.
Rosey: Hey, great to meet you! Everybody seems to live up north! You also have more grandbabies than I have. I think I should steal the new one when Cheryl's dil has hers in Oct. She already has 7, she won't miss one...

I do so want more grandkids, but like I said, my dd is not having anymore and my son and dil haven't started yet. They have been married 2.5 years so hopefully it won't be long. She is a pharmacist though and is busy all the time. Boy, if you have the smarts, that is the occupation to go into. I guess you can right your ticket as to benefits etc and the pay is superb. I guess the country is short something like 75,000 pharmacists. Now you know why it takes so long to get your drugs at the drugstore!

I feel so lucky that I have neither thyroid problems nor diabetic ones. My mother was diabetic as well as had thyroid problems, both my sisters thyroids are screwed up. My nephew has type one and has since he was diagnosed at 12, my brother is diabetic too. I have two things wrong with me, too fat and MENOPAUSE the scurge of older women!

I decided about 18 months ago to start charting menstrual cycles so I could see if it was changing and it is, but it takes time and I am miserable.
Cheryl: What kind of dog is Ozzie? Our little doggy and cat are spoiled rotten. I don't see my grandson a lot (whole long story about that) so my pets are my substitute kids. Fortune is a little yorkie and Butterscotch is this big huge Garfield cat. He terrorizes my poor dog. Fortune WILL fight back when the cat finally p***** him off though. Jack found B 3 years ago outside the plant at work. The plant is way out in the boonies and there are coyotes etc out there. Here was this poor little kitten with its eye all messed up all alone. I told him just to bring him home and now he is part of the family and thinks he's a person. The other night the noodlehead got into some trouble! I had a load of laundry in the dryer and I was, as usual, doing two things at once. I had opened the dryer door to see if the clothes were dry and they weren't quite but the stupid screws had come out of the top of the dishwasher again and the thing had tipped forward on Jack so I went rushing to help him. We got the thing screwed back into the countertop and I went back, shut the door on the dryer, and restarted it and went back to finishing up wiping down the countertops, stove etc. The dryer was thumping, like when you have tennies in them. It must have gone around about 4-5 times when I heard a YEOW-MEOW and said, "Oh my God!"

and rushed over and opened the door. Butterscotch was tangled all up in the clothes in the dryer. Poor thing probably thought he was on an amusement park ride! After it was all over I just sat and cried. Jack kept telling me he was ok, but all I could think of was what if I had shut it and we had left the house. I would have killed him! Moral of the story is A: Don't leave the dryer door open and B: Check the dryer before starting it if you do!
Have a good day everybody!
Faye