I have been so busy the last week and have not had much time to spend here blogging. I miss it. Writing is so theraputic for me and I have so much that I need to write about. Everything from the election is still banging around in my head looking for a way out. I promise all of my eager readers that before Jan. 1 I will get that done.
There is a lot of new stuff with regard to the Compassionate Care Act that I want to blog about. That will encompass a whole new website and blog. I have spent three days of the last week organizing a party, meeting with the ground troops working with me on this, meeting with the bill sponsor and meeting with patients.
An interesting tidbit... During the party I needed someone to ride with me to pick up a patient and the gentleman who volunteered/got volunteered turned out to be a retired narcotics detective from the Birmingham Police Dept. Yowza! That was a fun ride!
No, really, it was. He is a great guy who is now working for our side and we had a wonderful conversation. He remembered me from the election and said that he had gotten a huge kick out of the whole "boobs" thing. He also said that he remembered me from back in 2002 when I first got arrested and asked me to send him the affidavit and trial transcript.
Having him drop his former occupation on me like that however, was very uncool. When I got back I mentioned to my friend who had sort of volunteered the guy that "Gee, did you know he was a retired narcotics detective?" and my friend died laughing and said, "Yes, but it didn't dawn on me until after you were already gone and I just wondered if your car smelled like a big joint. I hoped it didn't but figured even if it did you were in no danger...he is one of the good guys now."
I keep wondering how I get into these situations. They make for an interesting life.
Let's see what else is going on....
My daughter Isabella turned 10-years-old today. She got a lava lamp, two Monty Python movies and a Rubix Cube. The whole family has enjoyed the lava lamp immensely today. Those goofy things are absolutely fascinating. Whoever made them had to be familiar with very good LSD. I tried out the Rubix Cube but gave up after a few twists and turns. We all laughed our butts off watching Month Python and the Holy Grail. I am glad my 10-year-old daughter is advanced enough to appreciate things like lava lamps and Monty Python. I think if she was a 'Barbie' kind of kid I might go mad.
I am almost done with my holiday shopping. I hate shopping. I try to do most of it over the internet without getting shafted on the shipping charges. I don't know what I am getting for Christmas...probably nothing. What I would like is a German Shepherd puppy. I am getting one....I just have to buy it for myself so I don't know if that counts as a present or not. I was also considering an Old English Sheepdog, but they all appear to be waaaaaaaaaaay out of my price range...and besides they do not instill fear in the heart of anyone....but damn they are cute! And, well, just in case Santa Claus is reading this I'd also like a Homedics heated Shiatsu Massage Cushion for my arthritic back. That is my wishlist in a nutshell.
What is Santa bringing you?
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4 comments:
Try an animal shelter for an inexpensive dog. I have a massage cushion I've not used. I don't think it's heated and don't know the brand without going to look. Do you want me to look?
I have looked at the local shelter and at all of the shelters in Alabama that have websites. Everything I want is already adopted....besides I really want a full blooded German Shepherd. They are great dogs and I don't mind paying for one with good lineage (sp?)
As for the massage cushion...no don't make a special trip to go look at the brandname. Jut look at it next time you pass by if you think of it.
I want a puppy too...but I don't know what kind to get.
I hope Santa is bringing me an ipod. Hehehe...the presents are hidden in the basement and I'm not allowed to go poking around down there.
But who knows.
Andie
I want a puppy too...but I don't know what kind to get.
I hope Santa is bringing me an ipod. Hehehe...the presents are hidden in the basement and I'm not allowed to go poking around down there.
But who knows.
Andie
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