INSOMNIACS place to talk in the wee hours

Marla..... You are beautiful! Just remember that.... ! And remember .... Everything is temporary....

Isn't he some hunk of a man? I mean SERIOUSLY!

The Rock is far from being broke now. Love the tattoos on his left side, the design and meanings come from his Samoan heritage. Did a paper once on the Polynesian culture and tattooing in Samoa for a Cultural Anthropology class. In Samoa, both sexes are tattooed. The male's tattoo tends to be more bold and striking, while the woman's tattoo is more lacy and feminine.

When we moved in here, this house had a floor furnace, and a vent that was upstairs where the girls room was... That's how their room got heated... and later on it was condemned, and the Landlord put in a floor furnace.... Then DH put in an outlet from the pipe up under our bathroom floor, and into the bathroom, and like you said it FROZE in the winter! We STILL leave a drip running when it gets down to around zero....

My little house up north had one of those floor heater things. Had a vent hole in the 2 bedrooms upstairs. Yeah, it got chilly up there. The bathroom had NO heat, a cast iron tub that never got warm. As soon as we got a tax refund, we had central heat and air put

Blondie- Ha you are so cute! You are the one in hospice my dear, worry not! Focus on your trip and filling up with memories and fun with your family.

I am worried about my brother who dearly loved his little black cat Sabrina. She was 15 and dragging herself around having lost her ability to move her back legs from a spinal tumor. He put her down. This must have been awful. She was like child to him. He's divorced, no kids zip.. all the world for a beloved pet. It's very sad.

Morning gals........ You are right Wren, but it's amazing how much it does hurt... It STILL does, when I think of Lacee... I try and remember her being a healthy, happy little girl, but all you can think about is her going down-hill... and how we tried to help her....

Rosie.... that's true... "All the world for a beloved Pet"....Sorry about your Brother and his Sabrina... I know..........

Wasn't it fun though to grow up through all those years without technology? And getting your first TV? I thought it was like a miracle.... And even talking "Long Distance!" I worked for Mountain Bell as a Long Distance Operator from 1955 until 1958, when Direct Distance Dialing went in...

I know I'm older than most of you guys, but those years when they were just coming out with these new "inventions" were the best! And we spent all of our time outdoors... playing with friends even when it was DARK out, running all around the neighborhood, not afraid of anything. Never locking our doors!

It was even nice with our girls growing up in the 50's and 60's.... Just seems like life was easier and more calmed down then.... But glad we survived.... Ha! People have to have so much more money now-a-days, to survive... Or else it's remembering how we DID'NT have to have all the phones, cars, and things we are used to now... We couldn't afford a PHONE when we first got married... I stayed at home with the girls, and DH was working to support us all... But those were the happiest years of our lives!

When you start out with almost nothing, and then somehow make things work, it just makes you appreciate the little things in live that come to you... Okay... that's enough being serious for awhile....

Hi ladies- just want you to know I am back in NM and had a great trip up to CO, land of Chevy. The drive over on 285 from Denver down into the Arkansas Valley and into the San Luis Valley was spectacular. I have not ever been to that part of CO before and was oohing and ahhing every time I cam over a pass into yet another beautiful vista. I did not have any weather issues on that trip, only a portion of 285 that was closed due to some flooding of the Arkansas River for a few miles that resulted in a detour. I was glad I checked out the CO Roads web site before I left so I was not surprised when I got out there. I will have some great photos to share with you soon.

I had a wonderful visit with my old friend over in Crestone. She drove in from Grand Junction and we arrived within minutes of each other. We went sat afternoon to soak at the Joyful Journey hot springs, which is just what my old body needed after all the driving. She needed it too, and learned her husband does not like to do water things, so I think she had been wanting to check this place out for awhile. We soaked our bodies for a couple hours and then went on to dinner in Crestone with the hippies. I liked that too.

Yesterday, we went to the Great Sand Dunes National Park. Wow, is that place cool! Another thing on my bucket list done! Been wanting to go there forever. We only spent a few hours there, including having a picnic lunch next to the river. Can't remember the last time I had a picnic lunch anywhere. The goodness of life. We both left to head north and south to our respective locations.

We had a great visit over the weekend, and I told her about my bc a few years ago. She lost a sister to ovarian cancer 8 years ago, and knew it was really hard on her. We have remained in contact through the years, but I did not tell a lot of people about my bc for professional reasons. Also harder to deal with the long distance folks with that kind of news. Anyways, I decided to see how the visit went and would tell her if it felt okay to do. She was naturally shocked to hear what had been going on, but told me she could be present with it and was glad I was doing well now. She went through the death of my brother with me, so I know she does the hard stuff. I was glad I waited to tell her in person. I have told a handful of additional people since everything happened. The ones I know who care, but also those whose lives have been touched by cancer too.

ABQ to Denver, Denver to Crestone, Crestone to Sand Dunes, to ABQ all in five days! A total of 1100 miles. Whew, what a road trip, but I did it! I needed to do this trip for so many reasons that I cannot even begin to explain....

Jazzy-whew makes me tired just reading about your adventures! I live vicariously through this site.. ha ha! I get to see and hear and visit things I wouldn't otherwise get to hear or know about! And you all thought it was all just BC stuff! Ha not.

Chevy- you are right! I am only 56 and I was never plugged into electronics like this generation. It sickens me to see folks out at a resturant all plugged into their phones not even communicating- worse if it's a child and parents. Put the friggin phone down and talk to your kid! We used to play nightly dodge ball games in our neighborhood. We would whoof our dinner and play until dark. No one was fat. When it snowed, no biggy we played until our hands and mittens were frozen, went in dried off- threw stuff in the dryer and went out again! I lived on my bike..rode every where. We climbed trees and built forts and played with dolls and made stuff out of cardboard. I also read like a fiend- Nancy Drew, adventure stories anything! It was a pretty good childhood- kites, setting off rockets my brothers made, wandering through fields and streams. We did't worry about locking the door and any "Mom" would do in a pinch or hurt! There wasn't a Mom out there not ready with bandaids and anticeptic spray and a hug for bike crash and scrapped knee - you need not be "her kid." It was nice and I feel sorry for this generation growing up without the freedom and outdoors we enjoyed. My Mom just let us out for the day and we would check in for lunch and be gone! Same with my DH's childhood. None of these micromanage hover craft Moms who never let their kid out of sight.

Love the aligator and the raccoon!. Thank you for your comiseration with the death of my brothers cat. He just loved Sabrina and it was the only living thing he had. Stuff is just stuff and doesn't bump your hand, purr and seek attention. A living pet is sometimes the thing that keeps folks going. I have dearly loved cats and dogs and know the loss, but I always had back up family. My brother is alone. I have the kids making pictures to send to their uncle. I am off to PCP, the one bug bite is infected and burst out gobs of pus - gross. It's about the size of a half dollar. ugh.. oh well. Nice I got a appointment on such short notice. Amazing. Be well.

Omg! Jazzy ! That looks like such a fun time. Great pictures

. Look at those mountains!

Beautiful photos!