Fuzzy's Romp Room

Hello dear Romper Room sisters.  I just want to pipe up and give hugs and love to all.  I'm having a crappy day and just feel like saying so.  Blah blah blah should be happy to be alive and that I beat BC, but sometimes I wonder, beat it for what?  To do the 9-5 grind (in my case it's 7:30-4 actually), but you get what I mean?  There's just gotta be something more than this.  I don't have time to go on and on, but here's a quick snippet ... hubby needs shoulder surgery (probably both shoulders) - we can't afford him to be off work for long, good friend diagnosed with ovarian cancer last week, good friend got in an accident and totalled her car Sat night (she's ok, but a mess considering she filed for divorce 3 days prior), took my MIL to dinner last night (she's 85 and is down to 80 pounds) and the dimensia was evident.  She will not give up her 3000 square foot house - lives by herself with a bull dog, who shits in the house.  Ok - forget it, I'm not going on and on, there's more but it doesn't need to be written all down ... you all know how I feel.  Sometimes things just suck.

Vicky

Hey Fuzzy - could you try to use some of your magic for me today? I need to get my kitchen back in order. Its a nightmare in there. I could also use some of your magic tonight too. I can't sleep either. 

Nothing new to report. The breast looks better when I am on the antibiotics and warm compresses. My stomach is queasy and I don't feel like eating. 

I DON'T WANT TO CLEAN!!!!!!!!!!!

((((MamaV))). So sorry that your day is not going well for you... Hope things will look up for you real soon.....



((((hugs)))) to all...



I actually got some good news today. I have been out of work since December 2010 when I was diagnosed with BC. I had every intention of going back to work after i was done with chemo but ended up in April of 2011 in hospital with blood clots which led to a fashiotomy and now my right foot is numb and hurts most of the time.. I have a hard time walking... The good news is I applied for disability in June of this year and found out today that I was approved. Now don't get me wrong, I would rather be out there working and feeling "normal"... I was so surprised as you usually get turned down and have to hire a lawyer to get disability. Whatever the reason I am so glad I did not have to hire a lawyer to get it... I am just glad to have some good news for once!!!!



Cindy

thanks Sis....love you too.........................

Thanks Wren. I have a friend who has PTSD and she got turned down twice and then hired a lawyer and got it.. She also had breast cancer... I just assumed everyone got turned down at least once and had to hire a lawyer..... So glad I was wrong!!!!



Cindy

Thanks Grannydukes... I still can't believe it!!!!

Cindy

Thanks for the cheering up all.  I'm feeling a little better tonight.  Sometimes we just have to let ourselves have a pity party once in a while.  I have a wonderful life and am blessed to be given the gift of waking up every day.  Doesn't mean I can't be grumpy I guess.  Just feeling like I'm in a funk.  I'll be better after this week - DH has been working 16 hour days (11pm - 3pm) and then is sleeping so I haven't seen much of him for the past 2 weeks.  Luckily he's done with that after Thursday and we can see each other again.  He's my BFF as much as my DH and I miss him.  I'm always grumpy when we don't see each other much.  Plus my stupid thyroid levels are off and that always messes me up.

Anyway - it's a beautiful night - ha ha - it's pouring rain, but Monday is over and that means we are one more day closer to the weekend.  Thanks all for being my support!

Love and hugs,

Vicky

HUGS to MamaV and all other sufferers who are lost in their sadnesses.  So, I shall tell a few things halfway amusing.

Today I am supposed to take the car in, at 8:00 a.m.  So, what do I do?  I wake up when I NEVER wake up, which was 8:30 a.m.  I stood in the kitchen for a couple minutes, fed the dog, and picked up the phone and told the car people I was late, perhaps there was another day I could come in?  Why yes, tomorrow would be fine.  And like an idiot I say I'll be there about 8 or 8:30 a.m.  WHAT WAS I THINKING?  I could have probably chosen 10 a.m.  Oh, well.  The MAIN thing is, on this blustery rainy horrible day, I DON'T HAVE TO GO NOWHERES!!!  And I worried about this for two days now.  Now I see how silly I was to worry. 

Then, you see, last nite I went to bed around 11 p.m., finished watching a fair movie "Very Loud and Fast" or something like that with Tom Hanks, and fell asleep on the bed as soon as I laid my head down, and when I woke up, the sun was coming thru the windows, and I thought that I really needed to roll over to the other side, my back was hurting, you know.  But BAM that's when I remembered the car needed operating on.  So, NOW, since I didn't get in any rollover time, even tho I'm free for the day, my back is KILLING me.  I just took my morning meds, tho, and that usually takes care of it, plus sitting in this fab chair with a big pillow in the small of my back, my legs up, and I do good.

But unlike you others, I don't have surgery or chemo coming up, I haven't lost any friends or relatives recently, altho the ones I've lost linger, and I'm not irritable, but VEGGY I jus gotta tell you this one.  I spotted your new avatar, and it reminded me of this glass paperweight I treasure.  I found it in an antique store or flea market ages and ages ago.  It's rectangular, and on the underside is a picture of Grant's Tomb you can see thru the top glass, and then floating in the clouds off to the side is a picture of Grant, cut out just like your avatar, most amusing and delightful.  I even left the price tag on it, a sticker that says $9- something like that.  HA!  Yes, Veggy, you are floating amongst the clouds in your new cut-out "look." 

I remember Woody Allen (the scoundrel) was in this documentary about him and the Asian girl going on a concert tour in Europe, and they were walking around in a very large hotel suite, and he explained to the camera that he had to have his own bathroom.  He goes, "I have to have lots of room to spread out all my creams and potions to achieve this look I have."  HOHOHO.  He's some kinda funny.

Let's see, I have been talking TOO long, but I wanted to get in on the fav movies thing.  Now, just a few hundred pages back, we all talked awhile about some fav movies, and believe it or not, for years I actually had a "Top Ten" movie list, which I sometimes changed from time to time, but it stayed kind of the same.  Now, these days, I cannot access my brain files (where the hell is that key???), but let me have a think, and I'll try a list.  Thinking............

Oh, there is a non-top ten that is a comedy, "What's Up Doc" with Barb Streisand, VERY funny slapstick, it goes on and on with hilarity.  Also, in case anyone is even remotely interested, I'm listening to Elvis right now, "Are You Lonesome Tonight."  Still thinking.... HOW ABOUT A TOP FIVE?  That's all i can think of right now.  Chinatown, The Natural, Tender Mercies, Black Stallion, Blackhawk Down.  Most are rather serious, but Black Stallion is rated G, as far as I know.  The Natural (Robert Redford, my man) isn't sad either.

Well, ladies, I'd take you along on more stories, but you'll have to wait until my book of fiction short stories comes out.  I posted one on James Frey's website (A Million Little Pieces) a few years ago, "The Way Old Men Walk," it was a very rough draft, but the book of stories will be entitled, "Ripple City."  So, look for it in a store near you, probably could get them done in maybe three years, if I'll just set my stooopid mind to it.  I've sort of finished two or three (can't remember), and I have maybe five pages done on another two, plus some character studies and research notes... and the MAIN story, Ripple City, is what my neighborhood was nicknamed when I was in college, and it's about Vietnam.  That story has been floating around in my head and rewritten several times, will bring a lot of baby boomers right straight back to hippie days.  WEll, bye bye for now!  Love always, Gail