Alot of little things tonight.

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OK here goes... Heard of sciatica... Yeah well I am the nurse that says oh yeah sounds bad and keeps moving. well it is bad really bad. interferes with every part of your day and night. hurts like a bastard.

Something hit me today that it was time for a change.
and I got my hair cut. About 6 inches off onto to the floor of the salon. So I am once a gain with the curly short hair. It feels good and i feel alot better.
Went out with my best girl today for lunch and hang out time. I forget how much she means to me until I see her again. I truly learned about LOVE when I was with her. Sadly i didnt treat her as well as I should have. But I think I learned what it felt like to be truly loved and I adored her. We spent so much time just talking and listening and listening. I know that our lives are now where they were supposed to be. I also know that anything good that I have gotten in the few years since her was because of her. I love Amy.
She got an addition to her tattoo collection which is one of the photos I will be posting. I must say even after all this time, and being married to my Andy some things never die. She lifted shirt today and showed me her new INK and I have to say she ...... oh never mind. I am what I am I guess and some things never change. Halloween a real anticlimactic event at our house this year. Jack as you will see was Donald Duck. He enjoyed the parade at the preschool Daddy took him and they marched to my work. He loved it and all was well. Twenty minutes after he was back at school IO get a phone call that Jack is puking and diarrea everything they have eaten since the AM. I got over three and he was feverish and sound asleep wuth puke on his shirt and jeans. Took him home and spent the day in my bed with a pail and towel and sippy cup of water. No trick or treat for the boy this year but happily family brought goody bags for him and on Saturday I will dress him up again and take him to his grammy's houses for photo op's.
The house is now turning into a true life dream come true. The outside is almost done all that is left is the scalloped finish shingles and the porches and then the outside is done. The interior paints are really nice, I was so worried about the colors not going well but I truly like them. No one is biting on this house yet, please say an extra prayer tonight that it sells soon.
I think that is the big stuff going on here. Plus my ass is hurting and I gottta go sit on a heating pad. (lucky me)

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