Happy Friday afternoon -
Tracy! Hmmmm... I'm thinking I got lost in the twilight zone on your last post.

I did get my raise, thank God. Or I would have had to sell my horse, I mean, that's how close it was coming. But they came through in the nick of time. I'm really sorry about your husband not getting a raise. The only reason I got one, really, was because when they hired me, I took a huge cut in pay and I told them the only way I could come on board for that was if they promised me that at my 3 month anniversary, they'd bring me up at least 5K. Well... that day came and went, and they didn't honor their promise. I told my boss that come January, if they didn't come through, I'd find another job. I couldn't afford to stay here if they didn't. So I think he kind of panicked and made some phone calls and yelled at his boss.

Whatever it takes... I'm happy now. Not rich, but I can pay the bills, at least. Now I just have catching up to do. And I can keep my pony. And buy new running shoes. Life is good. I'm so glad you're getting the e-mail thing straightened out. Weird that you had to get a new address to fix it, though. And Jolly's boys were lame, not mine.

How are things going with the husband now? Better? Are you keeping your foot down where you put it? I hope so. *hug*
Happy - I know, I know.

I was being dumb. But when you're having a hard time even getting groceries on the table and looking at selling your dream come true, perspective gets warped. I'm not running again till I get the new shoes.
Hippy - (you know, we need a Hoppy now. Happy, hippy, hoppy... ok, yeah, that was lame.) Not sure if you want to give this a try, but it's worked for me several times. If I feel a sinus infection coming on, I hit the goldenseal. I have successfully derailed at least 4 sinus infections/bronchitis flare-ups with that stuff. Now, one time I started it too late into the infection, and no amount of goldenseal would take care of it, I needed antibiotics. LOTS of water, too!

My daughter is 14, and I was incredibly proud of her for making that statement. I really hope she takes it to heart. This year has been a year of big changes for us all, I just hope that I made the changes early enough in my kids' lives for them not to fall into the same traps I have. My real problem was the "do as I say, not as I do" approach. Well that changed last year, and I realized I needed to lead by example. I think both the kids have really appreciated that. You know, my son is going to be 12 soon, too. He misses his dad so much. *sigh* He's in the same position my daughter was in a couple years ago now, of having to decide whether to live with me here and have his own horse, or move up to Alaska and have... well .. nothing really. He knows logically that his Dad is a workaholic, and he'd be alone much of the time. Emotionally, though, he's just as hurt as his sister was when he realizes that all those promises his dad made about moving down here to be nearer to them are as empty as the wind. I just don't understand that man sometimes. Because you're right.. my son needs his dad more and more as time goes on, and one of the big reasons I felt comfy about moving down here so far away was that Brian said he was going to be moving to the lower 48 sometime in the next 5 years. That was 9 years ago. No sign of movement yet. Maybe a stick of dynamite under his butt? *blah* And you know, it has been very difficult for me to get this whole process going again, too. I had to keep taking steps backwards till I was comfortable, and THEN start moving forwards again. Now I feel like I'm really on track again, FINALLY. I'm nowhere near where I was last August, but I'm going to get there, I know that now. Last week, I wasn't sure.
Jolly - Want to get together for a trail ride?

*fwee* I need a TRUCK!!! argh.
Ok... about me. I'm doing GOOD!!! Amazingly good. Scary good. I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop.

At least with food and water. I can't really do any running till I get my shoes, and that really is my preferred form of working out (other than riding). I like lifting weights, but .. for whatever reason right now, I'm just not interested. I think possibly it's the "fear of intense pain after the first workout" syndrome. I HATE that. No matter how light the weights are, it seems, the first workout just absolutely slays me. I hobble around for a week with either my UB or my LB aching like heck. *shudder* I think I'll just wait for my new shoes next week. I'm honestly so tickled with getting my water and food back on track, I'll wait on the running and count my blessings.
I'm officially sick and tired of winter. Yeah, yeah, I know there are those of you who suffer through REAL winters. Been there done that.

Now I whine and moan about 45 degrees like it's the end of the world. I'm a wimp, dang it, and proud of it. Now go turn up the heat, will you? I'm SO looking forward to spring!
I love my grey hair, I've decided. I have always colored my hair because my boyfriend says I look too young to have grey hair. Hm. I think it's really because he just doen't want to be hanging out with an obviously old broad. Well phoo on him. I'm letting it grow out. It's not even grey, it's more silver, and I think it's really shimmery and pretty. So there. I earned it, by God.
Hope everyone's Friday goes realllly smooth!!