Check out my 1st born of the season!

This is one big grape tomato! I picked it maybe 2 days early, just out of excitement. So I'll put it in the window. (Don't my eyelashes look spiky? LOL)

I had my last day of physical therapy, and I'm happy to say that there's SOME improvement in my thumb. There are things that don't hurt anymore, yet there are still things that do. I go back to the Dr thursday to see what he says. But this is good!

Monday I meet with my lawyers, to maybe make them officially MY lawyers, to talk about stuff, and decide if this is worth pursuing. I'm so curious about it. Nothing like this has ever happened to me before. So I will listen and give them 100% undivided attention.

I also go back to the Dr for my leg Monday morning. I've been icing it, and parts of it are very unhappy. But this was a honkin' bruise, so I don't expect it to go away quickly. In fact, the blood spread just like he said, and now I have a new look - by the end of the day, I have no left ankle.

It's yellow all around it, and it swells, probably from standing all day. In the morning, most of the swelling is gone. I'm not that worried about it - but I do kinda worry about the worst part of the bruise near my knee - it's hard, and the skin feels like leather. But, it'll take time. In the meantime, my arm is still sore from the tetanus shot, and the muscle has swollen from it - it's a lump! I guess I'll ice it - it can't hurt to do that. And everyone is telling me to report the dock as dangerous, so I'll look into calling the town and asking who I can talk to about it. I'd like to prevent this from happening to someone else.

Well, to please all the clients today who took one look at me gimping along and the now 14-inch bruise on my leg, I went to the Dr at their request. The Dr walked in to the room, said hello to me, then took a look at my leg and said "Holy cow.... oh man that looks terrible..." So, I told him what had happened, and he couldn't stop sucking in air thru his teeth and saying he couldn't believe how big and bad it looked, and how I really did a number on my leg. To which I had to reply, "Well, I go for effect" LOL So, I had to get a tetanus shot. Now my damn arm is sore! On top of both my legs, and of course, the thumb.

What freakin mirror did I break????

Looks like 39 does NOT want to let me go gently. What a way to celebrate the month, right?? So I'm told to take ibuprofin and elevate my legs and ice them as much as I can, and keep an eye on them, if swelling gets out of hand, or if it becomes hardened, which could be very bad. I can go to work, but I'm told to sit as often as I can. I'll tell ya, my legs were burning today! I was told the black and blue area might even spread some more, like down past my ankle, but, here's what it looks like now:

Yep, I need a drink....

But good news - I'm going to meet with the lawyers Monday to talk about my thumb. And they fixed the stairs!!!!!

FINALLY!!!!

Yesterday, Diane and I spent time on Mary and Shawn's pontoon boat. It was a blast! We had some wine, and suntanned, and got thrown around on the tube. Here's some pics and stuff:

Diane shot a video for a few seconds of Mary and I on the tube. I never told her how to use the camera - so she figured it out on her own

 That's Mary going "diapering". You put your life jacket on upside down and just bob along in the water with a beer. Fun!!

After all the fun, we docked at a place called Crabby Joe's for dinner. Well, clumsy *BOGO* decided to get off the dock with GRACE....

When I went to step from 1 part of the dock to the next, they looked like one wide dock, but they wobbled cuz of the waves, and I guess I was too close to an  edge, so my left leg slipped and went jamming into the water between the 2 wooden docks. That's the inside of my left leg. Here's the outside of it - obviously the inside got the worst of it!

While that happened, I came banging down on the dock on my right knee.

I'm a big limping mess!! I had errands to run and fuck it - I'm home with ice and laying down. I took a sleeping pill to help me make it thru the night but it was too painful. Both my legs hurt so bad that it's even just hard to limp.

But my thumb was ok

I'm happy today I'm off - cuz tomorrow will SUCK at work!

Yet I can't wait to get back out there.

Thanks to everyone who commented on my last blog. I went back and read every comment thoroughly a few times. Trust me, I don't skim over shit that people write - I take it in. It's just a thumb - but it's my livelyhood. I'm just pushing along the best way I know how to.

I've started to bond greatly with Diane - my neighbor 2 doors away. She's very cool and we've let out a few personal things to each other. We had a few glasses of wine and sat out on her back patio space and it was really awesome. I had taken care of her cats for a few nights while she and her kids went away on vaca, and she got me a really pretty sun windchime. I'll have to snap a shot of it. But that made me feel good.

Earlier last night, my friend Rosary took me out to dinner for the bday. Then we hit the mall to walk it off. I resisted everywhere and didn't buy a thing! I was so proud. I'll buy stuff for after I heal.

After having a very long and painful workday, it was nice to be with 2 very nice people. I felt better.

I thought I'd take a few pictures of pretty things on a walk I took last Sunday.

This was on the side of the road, all by itself -

I loved it! All my pics were taken with my EnV - this little cell fone is a great camera, too.

Cattails!

This is my wallpaper for my fone - cuz you know, ORANGE...

I've decided to let the bird live in my hanging plant. I haven't seen him around in a few days though, and maybe I discouraged him. Either way, whatever. If he comes back, cool.

Check out my hand! LOL

Ya gotta love a nice itchy pile of hives! This happens every time I ice my thumb. Figures. It must just be the cold temp. it itches like mad for maybe 15 minutes, then the lumps go away in about an hour. PRETTY....

Today Pam the physical therapist told me she was baffled by the thumb, so she went and talked to a hand therapist. After explaining to her my symptoms, the hand therapist seemed to think there might be a fractured scaphoid that maybe the xray didn't show, which can happen. LOVELY. (That's a bone at the base of the thumb) I said it from day one - they're GUESSING. 1st they say they see nothing on the xray, then tell me they saw something on the xray? Was the MRI for nothing? Is the PT for nothing? I'm trying so fuckin hard not to get negative, but 2 months of chronic pain is just riding my last nerve. And working is just getting worse. Not to mention that the apt manager won't call me back. UGH - time to call the lawyer yet again and ask for more advice.

I'm such an angry frustrated person, nobody really wants to be around me. At least it feels that way. My boss barely talks to me - she don't wanna hear it, I guess - and she's frazzled cuz what's she gonna do if I have to be out for surgery? I don't blame her. My friends - nobody calls me, I call them but they don't answer - I'm sure they're busy with their own happier pain-free lives. My sister thinks it's all a joke and if I make a face and a pain noise, she just cracks up. Then she says things like "So, I have such-and such pain. So what."

Thank God this is the last fuckin birthday I'm gonna have. It's just gonna suck, I can tell. YET AGAIN.

I went grocery shopping at the Shaw's one day in May, and saw this plant - it was near the hanging plants for $9.99, and thought wow what a bargain. Plus it was red white and blue, for Memorial Day, so I had to get it.

When I got to the register, it rang up $30. Ouch! But, I wanted it, so I sucked it up and bought it.

WELL.... some little sparrow thinks it can make it it's home! On the 4th, I saw him fly outta there, and I thought, 'oh no, he's gonna make a nest in there.' Yep! I cleared out all the twigs and grass and voila.

He made himself a perfect little hole to live in.

Fuck that! I live in the woods - there's a million other trees and bushes to build a nest in.

So, once the plant dies, I'll hang it in the back and he can live in it then. But not now, when it's the only plant I have that's actually living in all this rainy/no-sun weather. I paid $30 for this thing - get the fuck out!

No, not the movie.

July 4th was an ok day. 1st off, Happy Birthday Di!! I hope your birthday was turtle-icious. My nextdoor neighbor Laura shares her bday with you!

I finally finished going thru my summer clothing bin and found some good finds in there! Then my buddy Sean came over and brought booze and his grill and we hung out with the  neighbors for some noise. Someone set up a drum set, my neighbor Dan pulled out his bass, someone else had a guitar, and it was a jam session. And no cops came! LOL! Tyler made an outdoor showing as well - he got his head petted by at least a dozen people. Saw some fireworks thru the trees, did a shot of Jager, and the night was complete.

The thumb sucks. LOL funny sentence when you think about it!

Day 1 of the Fucking Farewell Celebration has begun. I know - such profanity..! Well too bad. We'll just cut it down to the FFC. I saw an itty bitty part of a rainbow tonight as I was driving home from work. It was like my Dad was saying "Psssst....", like he knew. Hi Dad! My thumb hurt like a mother today - must have been from the way it was taped yesterday. But it hurt more than usual, and I'm hoping I'm not doing more harm than good by working (I probably am...), like preventing it from getting better. I talked with my boss, and boy, we're a mess over this thing. I have to do what's best for me, and I'm not sure what that is cuz right now, I need to work and save a shitload of money, and if I have to take time off for surgery, she needs a head's up to hire someone part time to help with coverage. That sucks for her. And for me! Cuz I will probably lose some clients. Plus, I have no money to take time off - only 1 week vacation left. I have no idea how bills will be paid when they need to be paid, but I'm trying to stay positive, even though this fucking pain consumes me every damn second.

Anyway..... Tyler's rockin' his pain meds and feels better! I'm happy for the old man. Maybe I should take some?

Tonight was a low key day - I'm back on track with Weight Watchers and I feel really good about tracking POINTS and stuff. It's definitely time. I tried the Special K Protein Water - it's got 5 grams of fiber to help you feel full and take the edge of hunger - and I think it works for me. And it's tasty! But expensive - I won't be buying alot of that. I took a 4 mile walk sunday and a 3 mile walk monday - and I think my ass is in the street somewhere cuz I walked it right off.

Tomorrow or thursday is Margarita night - Mary and I have alot to catch up on!

And I can't catch this fuckin mouse I have in the apt - it's sneaky, and BALLSY enough to run out in plain sight. The little fucker. I'm gonna get it if it's the last thing I do...

Well, according to the Dr - the MRI was clear, so from what they think, I have a subluxation of the joint, coupled with a sprain. Basically, a subluxation means the thumb's a little out of whack, and not really sitting in the joint properly. It seems when I fell, the hamper I was carrying in my right hand hit my thumb back a little bit before I landed on my ass. So, I have to try PT for the next 3 weeks, I guess to try to get that thumb back into place. Today's 24 hour step - TAPE THERAPY:

This tape's on here pretty damn tight! It's supposed to hold the muscles in place to help secure my thumb joint. I also have a few exercises to do starting tomorrow - can't do them with the tape on or it'll loosen. I really hope this works cuz the next step is surgery, and I really don't want that.

Today later on I have to meet with the property manager to finally get an accident report filled out, and give her copies of all my bills so far. I hoep things go smoothly and I get everything paid for. That's all I really need so far. I don't have the money for all this. And I'm supposed to take time off - I have to shorten my hours, which results in a smaller paycheck. So really, just pay my bills, please. We can talk about the pain and suffering later.

Tomorrow is July - the beginning of my month-long celebration. Me and my busted thumb are gonna have a drink somewhere!

Tomorrow at 9:45 is my Dr's appt - to hopefully find out my poor thumb's fate. It's to the point where I wake up every day and go, "well, today will suck cuz everything will just hurt that much more than 2 days ago." Today I had all new pains in my forearm, but I'm not thinking too much about it - I just think I'm over-compensating for the pain and moving my fingers in so many other ways to try to not feel pain that this is just a side effect. I had a good 5 or 6 moments where I had to fight off the tears. I've had enough.

My 2nd MRI was lovely - I was laying on my back with my arm down by my side. It was a breeze. I can't think of why they didn't do this in the 1st place!

Oh... we'll see.

First, thank you everyone for the kind words on my last blog. I'm not happy at all about going in again tomorrow. Maybe they'll put me in the open MRI thing, if they have one there, so I don't have to go thru all that shoulder pain again. We'll see. Yep, I know - it just couldn't be easy, could it?

Kevin, I found this picture just for you:

The article said it was a live octopus - so HOW do they sneak it in??

Last night just as I was all bummed out that I had nothing to do this weekend, my fellow hair junkie Patti called me and invited me over to party on The Slab - A.K.A. her back patio. It was me, her, her daughter Chrissy and her friend Travis, and then one other girl Kim showed up. We played a card game and had drinks and ordered pie and for a while, I didn't have any pain. Well I did, but it didn't matter. I was with pals.

Travis is a salsa dancer! Very cool for an ex-Marine. So he gave me salsa lessons in Patti's living room. We're gonna go salsa dancing as soon as I can get some decent heels to dance in. This should be a blast! And I wanna get some dancing in before anything happens with my thumb - cuz you never know, he could wrench it twirling me around or something. But how cool - something new to do!

I went skeet shooting with the 3 of them today. Sadly, I didn't do any shooting. I don't want to hurt myself further, and I've never handled a shotgun before anyway. So I was the Picture Bitch. I got some cool shots!

Patty, Travis, and Chrissy. Check this out - Travis blew this sucker right in half! You have to look for 2 orange dots.

Me and Chrissy:

Those targets are pretty damn small! I promised the 3 of them I'd try skeet shooting once the thumb was better.

After that, we went to lunch at a very cool place not far from me that I never knew about, and I had a killer veggie omelete. Then we hung at Patty's house all day to watch Ghost Hunters, only to finally have dinner over at Shady Glen for an awesome cheeseburger and a salad. It was a great day. A very good Sunday to think about tomorrow in the tube!

Wish me luck people.

Well, my MRI was an absolute nightmare. It should have taken an hour - still quite a long time! But it took an hour and a half. The machine kept screwing up and it had to be shut down and restarted at one point. They had me lying on my belly with my right arm straight out on the table, kinda like superman, so I was only in the MRI tube from maybe my chest up. They wrapped my hand in some thick grey padding and taped it down and gave me a pillow, so I rested the side of my face on it and curled my left arm around my head. It wasn't that comfortable as I noticed my right shoulder didn't feel great after a few minutes. It was hurting all over again from the fall on the stairs. So I tried my best to suck it up, and I was in and out and in and out of the damn thing. After about an hour and 20 minutes, they came back in, and took my hand out and re-wrapped it in a different kind of immobilizer, and that's where the nightmare began. This new position made me arm even more straight out than before, and the pain that was already setting in from earlier was 10 times worse. The entire 10 minutes, I tried to breathe deep in and out and not think about the pain, but it hit, and all I did was cry. By the time it was over and they came in, I was shouting at them "Please get me out of this thing!" and I was just full out bawling from the pain. They unstrapped my arm, but I couldn't move it right away. The girls felt SO BAD for me. It wasn't their fault. It was the damn broken stair.

Because the MRI ran an extra half hour late, I had to jet right to work. I had planned to go home first, but there was no time. My apartment was still unlocked. I had no make up or jewelry on. I was in flip flops. And I had no lunch or dinner with me. I was in major shoulder pain, too. My boss asked me if I should be home, but I told her I had to work this through. I had called my friend Mary who I had plans with that night to go have a drink, and I left her a voicemail just literally crying my ass off and hoping she'd still be able to make it cuz I really need a friend. I felt hopeless.

I had 2 perms in a row and just about every perm rod I wound, I felt a great deal of pain in my thumb. It was a horrible 4 hours. I just did a perm Tuesday morning and it wasn't nearly that bad. By the time I got to the bar, she had ordered a margarita for me, and the second I sat down, I had a shot of tequila. We unloaded all the shit going on in our lives, and it was a good hour and a half sitting with a friend. Not like the earlier hour and a half!!

3 hours into work, the MRI girl calls me with good and bad news. When they repositioned my hand, they were taking images of my wrist. The good news was that my wrist was fine - no problems there. The bad news - I had to go back Monday and do it all over again. The images for some reason were not clear enough. They apologized and told me to take some Advil before hand, to help my shoulder. They said it would only be 30 minutes this time, and it would be no charge.

I hung up and cried my eyes out.

I think I'm starting to get a little depressed. I really need this pain to stop. My mother and sister don't support me - they just yell at me. Every client I do, I'm in pain. Everyday tasks hurt. I do everything with caution cuz I'm ready for the pain. It's a horrible way to carry on a work day, or any day. I dread going to work knowing all day, I will be in pain. But I have to just keep sucking it up and hopefully next week I will finally have answers as to what is going on in my poor hand. Only then can a plan of action go into play.

But today, on the 1st day of summer, I saw this:

I smiled all the way home. This made me feel like my Dad was behind me in this. Like he knew I needed some hope, and some faith. I thought of people to call, to maybe say "Go outside! Look!" But then I said, no way. This one's for ME.

THEN, I got to my door and saw this!

3 baby tomatos. And no salmonella on these little guys!

I guess it's the little things that are keeping my chin up for the time being.

I've done alot of thinking about my 30s. And I'm going to spend the entire month of July celebrating my final birthday. Yep! I'm going to turn 40, and then STAY 40. After that, I'm not having another birthday. Who needs one? 40 going to be fabulous over and over and instead of a birthday, I'll have my very own anniversary. As I prepare to throw the month-long Bon Voyage Party to say farewell to a rollercoaster of a decade, and enter a whole new decade of adventure, I've thought about what's happened to me in the last 10 years.

My sister on death's door.

Losing weight finally.

Survivng 3 surgeries.

2 alcoholic boyfriends.

Buying my first ever new car.

Flyers/Bruins games!

Moving to the swamp.

9/11

Going to Cancun.

Losing my first friend, Robert, to a heart attack at age 41. RIP my friend, you're forever in my heart.

Meeting such a wide array of friends.

Retiring from being a bridesmaid. Oh thank GOD....

Dating some of the world's weirdest people.

Seeing 2 very young people die in war-related issues.

Going to therapy for the 1st time and loving it.

Learning to shoot a gun.

Saying goodbye to the Eclipse. Waaahhhhhhh 

The evil Dr Pliers who tortured me and yanked out the tooth.

Rainbows, rainbows, and more rainbows.

Re-evaluating a few "friends", and choosing to say goodbye.

Realising time with Tyler is winding down, and cherishing every second left with him.

It's been alot of stuff! And I'm sure I'm leaving out alot of things, but these are the ones that impacted me the most. There's been good, bad, and everywhere in between. But it's almost time to say goodbye. Hooray! LOL!

So here's to saying Farewell to an old era, and saying Hello to a new one.  And to a few of those pretty drinks, too...!

Seeing as I now have a geriatric chinchilla, it was time to downsize. This is his 4th and final home.

It's longer and wider than his last one, and only 1 floor. He can't climb too well anymore. And it also has a solid bottom - no more wire grate bottom since now he's had a sore on his front paw. This will feel better on his feet. It will be a whole new nightmare to clean since before I just had to slide out the bottom pan. Now I have to take him out and put him somewhere and dismantle the whole thing. But he's worth it.

I was telling my mother earlier in the week about how he had been to the vet's office and how now he's on pain medication to make him feel better. She ever-so-wonderfully said in a snot like tone "Well Jennafer, you DO know he's coming to the end of his cycle."

How awful!

I said back to her "Well, you don't get to ever say that to me. Only I can say something like that." And I found a way to quickly end the phone call.

The only thing I don't like about this cage is that it has a very deep bottom, so it's like he's closed in. But maybe he'll like the privacy? Either that or he'll have to stretch that leg and stand up to see! That's why I have that flat rock in there - to boost him up a little at the door.

I love this little guy. The book I looked through at PetCo today said their life span is 15-20 years. So I hope I have a few more happy fuzzy mooshy years to go with him.

This is Sawyer - Josh Holloway - and I think THE hottest guy on Lost. I think I've found one other person on my friend's list that watches this show. Hooray! In about 3 months, thanks to friends and clients lending me DVDs, I'm just finishing watching Season 4. Holy CRAP this show is killing me.

Happy to say that Tyler's feeling more uppity thanks to his new meds. Last night I put him on the floor and he seemed more inquisitive and wanted to explore more around the living room instead of just sitting by the exercise bike and chewing on the base of it. LOL So YAY the old man's feeling better!!

I told my sister about the MRI appointment and what a mistake. She just went on and on about how if I just go to her Dr, I won't need that - that her Dr will just give me a shot and that'll be the end of it all, but NOOOOOOOOO go ahead and do it my way and get the unnecessary MRI and go thru all that shit instead. I didn't see that coming! She's had plenty of cortisone shots in her life and I guess swears by them. I told her my Dr didn't want to give me one because he simply doesn't know what's wrong in my thumb yet. To me, that made a ton of sense. But she just kept going on and on, yelling about HER Dr would do it and that's all I needed and FINE, don't listen to her, blah blah blah. She wasn't even hearing me, I guess.

NICE, huh?

This is the same exact kind of shit I get from my mother. When I told my mother a few weeks ago that my Dr was sending me to the orthopedic Dr to find out what was wrong with my thumb, and that maybe it could be tendonitis and that if it is, he'll give me a shot, she went off like this: "Well I don't know why you feel you have to listen to everything your Dr tells you - you don't always have to take time off whenever they tell you to, and then get some shot when it isn't even necessary - who says you need to get a shot anyway? Just because your DOCTOR recommends something to you doesn't always mean you have to do whatever they tell you." Pause. "Unless you're in pain."

What??

A) Nobody told me to take any time off, and I didn't take any time off. So no clue where that came from. But this isn't the 1st time my mother just throws out random shit to make me feel lousy. She just likes to hear herself belittle me so she can feel like a know-it-all.

B) Hey here's a thought - you're daughter IS in pain - how about just SUPPORTING HER??

Everything I do, she has a critical comment. It isn't the way SHE'D do it, therefore, it's the stupid way or the wrong way. I'm in pain and I'm doing something about it, and she doesn't support me. She NEVER supports me in anything I do - she just criticizes every move I make. So, I chose not to tell her about the MRI. No doubt she'll just tell me it's completely unnecessary and go off about that too. I did however tell my sister about it, and you read her reaction. SHE'S JUST LIKE HER.

This upset me last night and I was a little sad that neither my mother nor my sister are on board with me and any of my decisions. Even though in this situation, it's not a decision - it's what has to happen, which is why I can't understand what's happening. Doesn't anyone want me to get better? What's the big fuckin deal?? Something is wrong with me! And I'm going to find out what. So what's the fuckin problem???

I've made a big decision within myself though - it all stops here. I apparently can't share anything with my family.

Fine.

WELL.....

It's not good.

I went to the orthopedic Dr yesterday morning, all excited! I was gonna know what was wrong, have a shot of cortisone and start feeling better. I just knew it. Yeah, not so much. The Dr came in and started asking me questions, when did this start, what happened, blah blah blah. Then he starts moving my thumb around, and pressing on it and I was groaning and making faces at the pain. So he says he wants to get some xrays. I mentioned how I bashed my thumb back in 1985 and never went to the Dr for it back then, so maybe it was arthritis from an old injury. Then I mentioned how I fell on the stairs and maybe that aggrivated something. Thinking it was a sprain, it was xrayed, and nothing showed up. So he's poking it and moving it around again, and I'm explaining how it hurts and when it hurts and he's baffled. He actually said "I don't know what's wrong with it." This is the part where I say "Well that just sucks." So he goes to give me a prescription for some naproxen, which is Aleve, but I told him I was taking that at one point and it did nothing. So that idea went out the window. He never mentioned carpal tunnel, which is very good. It doesn't seem like that anyway - my hand and my wrist is fine. There's no swelling and no numbness or tingling, so we don't think it's nerve damage. So what the F is it?? I said "Just gimme the shot anyway" and he wouldn't cuz he doesn't know what's wrong. So, I got a new brace for it, and I have to put heat on it at night, for 20 minutes - which can't hurt, but it just may not do anything for me, and next week, I have to go for an MRI.

That should be interesting!

I have to call the MRI place, and see if they're gonna put my whole body in the tube, or if they have a smaller one for just my arm. If I have to go all the way in, do my piercings have to come out? Cuz I have a few that can't, like my nose. Maybe they can just cover it with tape or something. Who knows - I'll find out Monday when I call. Boy, this is kinda funny. What an adventure just for a lousy thumb!

So, for the next week, actually 2 weeks, cuz I don't go back to see him for another week after the MRI, I just have to suck it up at work. The pain is progressively getting worse - it hurts to do more things that before. That's why the Dr ruled out a sprain. If it were a sprain, it'd be better just being off of work for a week. But it's just making me HATE going to work. Just knowing that I have to work a 9 hour or 11 hour day in constant pain makes me just want to stay home. But, like I said, I gotta suck it up. I have no choice.

I better stock up on the Jager...

Tomorrow finally is my orthopedic appt for my thumb. Thank God! Now hopefully I can find out what the hell is wrong. Working sucks more and more each minute. I HATE my job while having to work in pain. And it's much more frequent now, so I'm so happy to finally have my appt.

Check out what I grew!

So far, I got some fuschia lilies out of that mystery assortment that I planted in March. I have tons more buds to open, and I hope I get some orange ones! I'd better......

That's it. Short and sweet. Now off to watch more Lost episodes..... God this show has me so consumed!

After the big vet visit Wednesday, I had a GREAT facial at the Somers Day Spa. Wow!! Talk about relaxing. I'll have to get into Wednesday in another blog....

Mary and I hit the Wrentham Massachusettes Outlets Thursday. Oh wow......

The second we rolled into the parking lot we rolled our windows down and inhaled, and Mary says "Smell that? It smells like SHOPPING...." LOL I don'thave any of the pics Mary took, but here's a few shots I had:

Had the camera on Super Close Up!

The Ugg Store! Oh Mary was so excited, and she should have been! She got these cool sandals in the clearance bin for $15. The whole store was filled with furry shoes.

It was freezing cold that day! It was drizzly and chilly and the second we got there I had to buy a long sleeve shirt to wear over my tanktop. I read that it was going to be in the 70s and sunny - it was in the 50s and cloudy and rainy. NICE... The Calvin Klein store was so beautiful and on sale and I almost cried at all the gorgeous things in there. I didn't know where to begin! I wound up only getting a 3/4 sleeve hoodie that was $50 for $26. YAY!!

Ok I just had to go into the Yankee Candle. It was a blast from the past for me! And wow, the deals they had, not only cuz they're an outlet store, but it was also a Grand Opening sale as well. I didn't buy a damn thing though - I already have so many candles, not just from working there, but I got a few more on Tuesday when my friend Patti and I went, and they should last till I get rehired in October. Hmmm, gonna have to beg for my job back now that I have a nose piercing.... big Corporate companies frown on that shit.

This is Oscar the orange oinking pig - lol! No I didn't buy him, but where have you ever seen an orange pig??

My very cool sandals! Not the comfiest, but I'll work 'em no problem.

Yeah my toes are day-glow orange! That's right!!

Friday Rosemary and I were supposed to play tennis. Neither of us are any good, and that would have been a blast. But, it was so cold and rainy AGAIN (3rd day in a row thanks...) so we went to Panera for lunch and then hit the Holyoke Mall. I had to buy some lil panties at Victoria's Secret, just cuz they were so cute. I overhauled my pajama drawer with some cute summer nighties and things. It was time to. And I just deserved it dammit. Then I went back to the same mall that night with my friend Kristen so we could fully take advantage of our coupons to NY&Co, the old Lerner store. Got some cute things!!

Saturday I was alone. And that was ok. I nothing to do and nobody to see and I was happy. I watched more Lost episodes and now am done with Season 3, so now I have to catch up by watching Season 4 online. God this show is killing me! Does anyone out there watch this show????

He did good! Tyler weighed in at a slim and trim 770 grams - which is pretty good cuz last time he was a whopping 808. Still kinda big, but now we have concerns. Cuz he's older, I have to watch his water intake. Funny, cuz I was just thinking that there's not alot of water in his bowl when I go to change it, and I thought maybe it was evaporating in the warmer weather. OR, he could be drinking alot. And that's a sign of age.

Here's some pics from the day!

Weighing in:

Feeling around and checking the joints:

All wrapped up! Wow those are some big ears! They wrap him in a towel so they can check his teeth. He hates that part and squirms alot.

And now for a good ear cleaning - he LOVES this. Having no back foot to clean that ear out,it feels great to have all that dust cleaned outta there. AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH....

Dr Sebellico found a sore on Tyler's front paw! So she applied some aloe to soothe it, which I went out and bought. I have to apply it on his pads now and then to make them feel better. Poor baby boy! He later licked it off - lol

Combing out the matted fur - omg look at all the FUZZ!!!

Ahhhhhhh - all done and ready to go home. And he got a peanut in the car.

Today my friend and fellow hair junkie Patti and I hit Yankee Candle's big flagship store. I hadn't been there in about a dozen years. It was fun! Both of us ran screaming past the Nutcracker room, of course. Here's some pics:

Classy Crab dip! I almost bought this JUST BECAUSE.

Part of a scary spooky town set up:

A turtle ornament just for Di! These ornaments had holes in them, like maybe you were supposed to fill them with something. I personally would fill mine with Jager.

I bought this! This is a dragon hourglass. With of course ORANGE sand. It was so cool! I had to have it. Is anyone humming the Days Of Our Lives theme song yet?

Some faries - I love the big one holding the bunny!

A snowbaby getting her hair done! How cute! Snowbabies are collectible pieces. I just liked this one though. I hope she's reading something good and salon-worthy, like OK! mag or the Enquirer.

Hats! LOL! I almost bought the chicken!!

That chicken is laying me! LOL OMG imagine that poor chicken laying an egg the size of a person. No wonder it has that look on it's face.

Then we ate lunch at Chandler's, the restaurant there.

(Of course we had to do our best Janice impressions from so many Friend's episodes) I had searched online for their menu and got all excited about their pumpkin cheesecake with black rum caramel sauce - only for the wait douche to tell me those items aren't on the menu anymore! So we hawked a big handful of Andes candies on the way out instead. I did however buy some pumpkin butter, which I'm dying to try!