Strange Happenings!

The apartment people came to spray for bugs this morning. My youngest daughter had this on-going collection of acorns at our front door. The bug-spray people threw them all away. She is heartbroken. She's been collecting them for a very long time now.

Of course now we're finding dead cockroaches in inconvenient places, lol.

Last night I was dreaming that little kids had stolen our kids bikes and scooters off of our back patio!

The little girl my daughter scuffled with the other day brought her a brand new pair of really nice European boots yesterday when she wasn't here. A peace offering? They are CUTE boots, I'll get a picture later.

I have my DR appointment today in an hour. So, I'll post if there's any news about that later on.

I scored some tickets (partially thanks to my preemie-trooper, Johnny!) to the Lisa Lampanelli show tomorrow for my husband and myself at the House of Blues! That should be fun! We pick them up around 5 PM. After that I'll know what kind of seating we scored. I read online that no camera will be permitted in the venue so I won't be able to bring the moment-capturer!

I'm going to ask my DR today if my insurance would cover physical therapy for me. My muscles are just dead from that bed rest, I need help to get this weight off of me. I'm morbidly obese and now I don't have any strength. I'm hoping because I was ordered to be on bed rest and hospitalized that perhaps insurance will cover a recovery plan. I am not normal. I'm also going to try to buck up and just ask for more pain medication or at least muscle relaxers or something because these back & neck spasms are just wrong. I also have these pains in my legs. Johnny doesn't want to breast feed any more, so I'm not concerned about that any more. I breastfed him and pumped milk for him in his most crucial period and I feel good about that. Oh we're going to bring Johnny with us today for my appointment, since they delivered him into this world- and healthy!

My mom is the only one in this house that goes in and out all day and yet she is on "strike" about taking the dog outside. She screams about how she hates the dog and even screams at the dog for no reason that she hates her and she won't ever take the dog out with her. Pfft. Gay. She says the dog is too big and strong for her. So when Johnny gets to weigh as much as the dog, I'm going to tell her he's too big and strong for her. Ha.

Well it's getting close to time to get going for my appointment I have to get me & Little John ready!

More to come later..