"YABBER-LINER" - ALL ABOARD

Congratulations to you both Annis, Sgirl done you proud. What's in store for her next? Some TLC for Fboy over the next few days will see him make Italy. Pat on the back for Sboy, Izzie has trained him well.

<ps sorry, very tired tonight, too tired to be posting, shouldn't be posting, so just scroll on past if required>


All is tickety here.


Thank you folks - rested - very long day at school today so just wanted to quickly say something before I zzzzzzzz - more for myself really...as I'm past my sell-by-date.


Babbling - thanku so much:
Whatever the results - it will always be alright. Truly, bottom of heart alright. I am convinced I do not have the BigC - I feel as tho whatever happens either way, is actually OK. My beliefs are strange, not run of the mill - I believe our date with death is pre-determined - I believe we have spirits in our bodies - that we have little control over when our date is due to leave this world... I feel that with my recent flares - tho I know there are many horrific worse diseases, but for me personally, nothing personally will rival lupus on the "how crahp can you feel" front...and after 20+ years I am real tired of this - tho it doesn't stop me living, surviving and carrying on as best I'm able. What else isthere to do? Nowt! Get on with it.

Another "something" is not a concern to me. I'm over "it" if I have "it" already. If I'm clear - well, all will be ticketyboo. I will still have lupus, RA & fibromyalgia. Nem'mind. Onwards and Upwards. Nothing will drag me down - to be honest, other things beat me which already took my heart long ago - no medical crahp in the world will come close to mental pain for R-boy that I have. And if something like the BigC comes along - it still wont beat me, not even if it gives me my "proper wings". I don't get beaten easily. I think all with be completely fine with the biopsy, my main concern is my life with lupus and fatigue and raising my youngest child alone. That's what does me in - ha, not the child raising, that's easy - he's my saving grace. I am tired tho - every single day of chronic fatigue and exhausted, pain. I do think I'm on payback/deserved - my opinions differ to yours, probably rightly so, and that's a necessary evil for things to balance the scales a little more.

So no worries from here. I'm numb to most things now anyhoo. Ice and a slice!

Seriously, right now, .... .... . .....



Thank you for your kind words and heartfelt meanings.

Not worth your worries darling girl, concentrate on you and yours - love you much.xox

Love a pink chaise loinge - thanks.

Y'all are in my heart. Thanku.

((((((((((((BlueLY)))))))))))))))))xox x
x

Hey Iz - keep that chin up sister. I am proud of you. Thoughts and prayers as always. I have my second sonogram (6 month checkup now). I feel sure it is clear - but always best to be sure. ((Izzie)) Can't imagine how you do it. You always - always - always - always amaze me. Never stop.

We just got back from Siesta Key, Florida. Amazing weather. Amazing time. Spent time with my cousins and aunts and uncles and brothers and sis in laws and all of their children - as well as Mom and Dad. Wonderful - absolutely wonderful.

Now I am cleaning up - washing all the clothes and such....I was vacuuming the kitchen and I had the little hosey thing out getting the baseboards and such - when something poked me in the butt. Thinking it was the professor I hollered "HEY" (not the time to play - I was all focused and cleaning - leave me 'lone). The vacuum had fallen over and the handle poked me. Heh heh...made me laugh. Methinks I protest too much.

So here I am taking a break seeing how the yabber crew is doing. Sounds like everyone has been enjoying their holidays. Forgive me for not being on here to say Happy Day to all of you. It was all I could do to get all five of us packed and the dogs off to their grandparents house and down the road.

So good to see Brooke! Miss you around here girly!

I know you are proud Stormy - what a good looking family you have!

Got to go finish putting things back together and cook supper.

Hugs and kisses to you all - especially dear Dutchy

LOVE THE CHAISE BETH - beautiful -
snuggle up with this:

Hi Miss Sunshine, nice to see you back and to know you had a wonderful time with your folks in Florida. Your lively spirit was missed around here and Dutchy felt a litle lost without you.

Izzie keep your head up, you'll be fine, I'll feel it in my bones. Your inner strength is phenomenal and amazes me.

(((mismi and Izzie)))

Yep BEAgle, I will be fine, fer sure!


Misssssssssssssssssssssy - you're back girlie - oh, I was so hoping you were gonna have an FL- fabulous time with all the family and ....you did. So pleased for you. It's lovely to see you back, but girlie, it's so good to read your news and know that it was the best. Much needed and much deserved R&R for you and yours. Love you Mis x

((Blue))xox x

Take care y'all
x

Happy Birthday To You
Happy Birthday To You
Happy Birthday Dear Tagggggggers
Happy Birthday To You




Have a wonderful day POMcT - ENJOY!



<same day as PaPa's birthday... >
gone to zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Our Izzie does it once again.



Happy Birthday, McTag. Here's some music for you and Fiona to dance by.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ql1VmaWEjX0&feature=related

Happy Birthday McTag enjoy the day and Izzie's birthday cake.

I'll leave it to McTag to pick his birthday gift from the assortment below.

Happy Birthday, McTag!

Thanks to evvabody for the birthday wishes, very much appreciated.

I was very busy yesterday, so I hope you don't mind having to wait till today for your response.

Ah, me. I'll never see thirty-nine again.

PaPa's in ambulance on his way to hospital - he's been poorly for a little while and recently put on bigboy steroids as he's not been able to breathe well for the last couple months - he had some worrying heart palps this morning. MaMa's following on down. Bro's up at their house - he doesn't think PaPa will be admitted but that they are mebbe being cautious - blood tests should show whether he's had an attack. PaPa hates hospitals, he wouldn't stay in even if they told him to, he'll will himself better - he's quite contrary when he wants to be. I get my hermitness from PaPa - we're better off in our own home in the quiet.

Hmmmmmmmmm...

What to do now. Hoover methinks.

Pulling in a chair to wait with you.

I'll try to stay out of the way of the Hoover.

Oh Izzie, this is not what you need right now, hope pa-pa is alright and will be home soon. Don't Hoover, make an Earls Grey and la-lal-la-la for a while until you get the all clear. JPB and me, that's 2 friends holding your hands. (((Izzie)))

Hiya Dutchy

I hope you've had a lovely Saturday. Mine is just beginning.


Watch your toes. Miz Iz is a wild one with the hoover
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thanku - why is it I come here when 'it happens - the ice queen thing in me - numb, don't react, don't act, write it down, hoover

i try not to come here but then it get's all frayed in my head and spins and S-boy is here so I'm always calm on the outside

my brother was at my parents house because his 10yr partner is currently moving all her stuff as I type, and the 2 kids he's brought up, into her new place - neither Mom or Dad have been able to cope with this over the last few months and have fallen apart - anyhoo - that's bro's stuff so not mine to discuss - i haven't told them anything about me coz i know my PaPa can't cope with stuff with me - I'm his little girl and always will be and he struggles seeing me poorly on a good day - and as I am convinced all will be fine with me and so far there's no nasty results, there's no need to worry them, or S-boy, about my rubbish - glad i didn't say anything now though they'd be pissed at me if they knew

they just got back from Wales - Mom turned 70 last Sunday and Dad turned 74 on Thurs - they had a great time with my aunt and uncle - telling them my stuff wasn't an option - but then i haven't told them my stuff for years

anyhoo - kettles on and i've a load of ironing to do - not that i usually iron diddly, but the washing's sat on the sofa so may as well do it

S-boy's school report came thru today - despite his not so brill exam results this term, his report card was fabulous. He's a good little fella.

thanku both...

gonna try Mom's phone and see what's what.

Ironing too?

Yep, yep, best to stay busy. I wish I was closer. I've got some chores you could do.

Sending smoothed, Hun.

Izzie how brilliant of S-boy, got Mum's brains eh. I'm keeping out of the way as JPB tells me you're dangerous with a Hoover! You an Ice Queen, forget it, I melt every time I see your beautiful warm face,

Yes JPB, my Saturday is almost over, 9.30pm here, having a couple of night caps and off to bed.

Waves to you both.

Darn autocorrect. Smoothed? Nah... That was supposed to be smooches.

Im headed downtown today for a music festival today and then we've got tickets for a show tonight. A full day of music ahead. I love Chicago in the summer.

Kudos to S-boy on his grades. Sending healing thoughts over to Papa.

Thanku - they reached him...

He just phoned and chuckled out: "Cancel the funeral home, I'm not gone yet - off to look for a good bottle of red wine with a blue sticker on so your brother doesn't get it" - that means it's one of the good wines for special occasions that he'll imbibe out of the will I could hear my mother tutting in the background - Dad and I talk in different tongues to Mom.

PaPa, as do Charlie and I, have a very dark humour which the rest of the family do not quite understand but we chuckle with one another. His party piece is "wear out the old ones first"... you should see him dance - it truly is a sight to behold.

He sounded good. Still had a mighty pain in his chest but they say it was an arrhythmia and it was definitely NOT an attack. He'd been in the garden (his garden = my camera), became very clammy and didn't feel at all well; Mom and bro saw him staggering and taking his pulse and Dad knew this was different to the (ab)normal arrhythmia's he gets. Fortunately tho, even tho the wiring appears to have gone a little haywire today, it definitely wasn't more than that. Mom was a nurse and is used to him having little turns, this time tho he looked ill.

The general concensus was 'stress related' - Dad and I both keep things inside... the old phrase of inner manifestation of outward turmoil. My Granny, bless her soul, Dad and I are peas in a pod.

Thanku for being here - all is well now. Onwards and upwards.