Yet another reason why old people should not drive...

And it is sad to say... With this damage alone, I think my car is totaled. (Yeah, it really is worth that little!)

In Memory of

What a sad world we live in when Farrah, Michael and Billy are taken from us in a matter 48 hours!

They have all touched our life in one way or another. Whether it by us touching our self (Farrah), touching a friend (Michael), or just touching our cloths (Billy). You all will be missed!

Just Half of Me

There are so many meanings for the phrase... "I Only half work". And about half hold true for me.

What a Week!

I will only briefly mention the beginning of this awful week in fear if I say too much I just might relive it.

As I am sure many of you know that everyone in my house came down with food poisoning. Jack first to be admitted Saturday morning, then Jeremey Saturday night than myself Monday morning. I wish I would have taken the opportunity to have a "vacation" and be admitted to the hospital but I figured my energy would be best served taking care of the "boys". I spent one, restful, night at my grandmothers and the rest of the time was spent bedside. It is one thing to spend 4 days at the hospital but it is another when you work there too!

And on that note I want to mention my place of employment, Wuesthoff hospital. I now understand and believe that you live up to your name, worst-off. The emergency room was awful to my husband. He was quite obviously the sickest person there. Why would someone in his condition have to wait 4 hours to be seen! Why can't the wait be based on the severity and ability of payment?

On a better note we are all doing much better and very aware of what we eat.

It is still uncertain but Jeremey and I believe that we all got sick from a small local pizza place. No One Order From Cestas in Cocoa!!!

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Can I just through out there that I feel like I have totally missed my mothers birthday this year and I feel like shit for that. Not only will I make it up to you mom but also to myself. I love you Mommy!

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Amongst the hectic hospital outings I went to a baby shower! The pictures a pretty small but there was big fun! Decorating onies, gifts, cake, bingo and Alice Cooper!

Congratulations Lesleigh! And Grandma Zsa Zsa! (Due February 18)

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This weekend was fun as well. Jeremey has in service for work this whole next week which means that he is doing a regular schedule (M-F 8-4)! So he did not have to work this past weekend. What a perfect opportunity to visit Mom and Ashley in St. Pete. So Friday night/ Saturday morning we decided to go. Saturday afternoon we pack up the car with our bags and oh yes, the dog, and off we go. On our way there we witnessed a van blow up. Literally, windows gone, tons of smoke, fire, the works. We got most of it on video but technology being what it is the battery died.

We stayed the night at Jeremey's moms (Sorry Corky) where Jeremey made dinner for all of us, (curry chicken always delicious) and then went to Park Place with Ashley where I ran into a old friend, Jasmin. As usual on the way home we stop in Oldsmar to see Jeremy and Ryan, had a great lunch at some Greek place (we need some around here) and ran by Evan's work to pick up a CD. We missed Variety Workshop CD release party by just a few days and can not leave the area without a copy!

It was a great weekend but so nice to be home. After I got my obsessive cleaning out of my system and things put away Jeremey and I nestled into the couch and enjoyed our two new deliveries from Netflix (thank you!!)

A Sad Sight

Today driving home from work, on the side of 520 near 95, there was a dilapidated van with its windows punched out and shit piled up to the ceiling. Laying on the dash in the front window there was a large cut out of a card board box. Written on the box it said "Homeless Family. Please help".

And what I found sad was not the idea that there were children living there or the simple fact that there are people going with out. But what really saddened me was the first thing that came to mind. "If I would actually believe that my help would be used properly, I would want the police to escort me to their home to give them whatever it was I thought useful for thier situation".

It may sound weird but I have never seen anything like that before.