Topic: Fuzzy's Romp Room

Jul 12, 2012 02:07 AM dogeyed wrote:

What a relief, Nancy!  I was torn between letting you do what you wanted and begging you to stay.  So, I am so proud of you and happy for myself and all us other wounded folk here in Fuzzy's Romp that you shall stay... and yaaaaay, more serial cat movies coming at a theater near us!!!

Dune, hey, I knows how it feels, girl, to want to curl up with some drinks and smokes.  I had quit both, hadn't had a drink for more than 20 years, quit cigs 10 years, and when we had to sell our house when I got disabled, I was broken-hearted.  After wallowing in misery for a couple months, one afternoon I gave husband my keys, opened up a bottle of wine, smoked cigs, and wound up half-drunk and crying.  Didn't make me feel none too better, so my sinning ended, just a slip, no permanent damage done.  Apparently this is something that happens to people when they get beyond upset.

And Fuzzy, my owne tru sister, I love you always.  GG 

Jul 12, 2012 09:44 AM duckyb1 wrote:

Nancy, right now I'm ready to give in and give up, too, but this "thread" gives me the laughs, tears, hysteric's, and all the good tings I need to get throug;h the day ...........................never, leave us, we could not do it without you ,.........................I've been to that dark hole, and you ladies have brought me back................but we're gonna get through this.................together we can do it..................never let "cancer" or negative assholes bring you down................I am trying, and you have to too........................it isn't easy........ran out of big girl panties months ago..........................broke all my suspenders that pull up my pants, and my boot straps gave up long ago,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,but I'm still hanging..............hang with me girlfriend.......................love ya.

Jul 13, 2012 05:24 AM veggy wrote:

Today I feel like a villain, the bad guy. This afternoon we have to put our sheltie down. He's been really sick the past two weeks and we have tried to get him to eat, anything. In the meantime we took him to the vet and it could be lyme and probably other problems. I rescued him when I finished radiation a couple years back. I try to tell myelf that he has had the chance to know what love is. He definately would have been put down before we got him.

It just feels like everything is falling apart.  I have cancer (again), my breasts are gone, no time or money to help him because we are always going to appointments, and he has to be put down, My uncle had a heart attack and because he lacked oxygen to his brain he is in a nursing home. I need something happy and quick.

Anyone remember Hee Haw and the song, 'If It Weren't For Bad Luck I'd Have No Luck At All? That's how my day is today. Tomorrow hopefully will be better.

Jul 13, 2012 05:53 AM crog234 wrote:

(((((Veggy)))). I do remember Hee Haw and that song.....

Cindy

Jul 13, 2012 07:58 AM sas-schatzi wrote:

Wren and Veggy-HUGS----are furry babies are as much a part of us as any human in our life. So sorry.

Jul 13, 2012 08:11 AM LaurenM730 wrote:

((((VEGGY))))

Jul 13, 2012 12:59 PM ptdreamers wrote:

Jul 13, 2012 03:23 PM veggy wrote:

We buried him at the edge of our field. He always like to investigate there. My friend came over with her two year old, red headed son. Between chasing him around and trying t pick berries - I didn't have much time to mourn.

I told my husband no more dogs. If I want one I'll borrow a friend's dog for a while. Same thing if I start thinking I want another baby (which could not happen anyway) I'd borrow a friend's baby for an entire night. 

I think tomorrow I'll make some bluebery muffins and make food my friend. 

Thanks for all the (((hugs)))

Jul 13, 2012 10:32 PM sas-schatzi wrote:

Pt d-------------I question my sanity at every moment-------reality _ what is it? ARE people that we deal with cognizant and able to deal with the present question?      I's my sanity versus their stupidity. Right now i'm thinkining heaviy about another subject----that ya'll don't have do deal with___i think---unless it's sex

Jul 13, 2012 11:21 PM, edited Jul 13, 2012 11:22 PM by sas-schatzi

Dunes---how many squre feet did you clear today? I went on a cleaning binge----the person that was staying over tonight brought her own Coke  zero----------I managed to make one explode in the kitchen.............well.....the one thing I didn't do was wash the tile-------------at least I didn't have to do it twice-------one small space at a time

Jul 14, 2012 03:09 AM, edited Jul 14, 2012 03:17 AM by dogeyed

Ohhhh, Veg, bless Harley's heart and soul.  He was a good dog and he had a beautiful life with you and your husband.  Our pets mean more to us than the moon and stars, they are the warm fuzzy we reach for when we feel dispair, the joy on a rainy day, there aren't enough words on this earth to describe the way our hearts entwine.  Your dog let you know it was time for him to go when he stopped playing in the vet office.  Those shelties are gorgeous creatures, you will have many happy memories of him.  But the sting of loss, there is no cure.  I shall pray for you Veggy and your husband too, and all those who love and lost their dogs, may you find peace in a sunlit shadow, a nap where you dream of him, and know the pain you feel is how strong the bond was between you and the humble dog.  Veg, he is romping in doggie land, and his special spirit will be with you always.  Love to my sister, who is still sick but hanging in, Gail

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Jul 14, 2012 03:22 PM dunesleeper wrote:

Oh SAS! Sorry about the Coke. I don't know how many square feet I cleaned out. I got through a box and a large bag. Most of it was trash. I now have the box filled with stuff to go to Goodwill. I also got some stains out of my sink and then put acrylic protectant (the stuff for floors) in it. I'm hoping that will help keep it from staining so easily. I hate an icky looking sink. I also washed the floor of the hallway leading from the living room into the kitchen. Then I put down some of that acrylic stuff -- since it was out. It made it nice and shiny.

I am having a hard time getting rid of a lot of stuff. For example, I must have 20 highlighters and permanent markers. I should just give away or throw away most of them. I have clips for large stacks of paper. I'm not going to use them. Why won't I get rid of them? I have 3 rulers. I started to put the third one in the drawer and managed to force myself to put it in the Goodwill box. I know part of the problem right now is the serious shortage of money, but seriously, I have to let things go. Maybe I ought to start sitting outside for a few hours on weekend mornings and maybe sell some stuff, but that is really pinching pennies. I'll figure it out in time.

I will keep chipping away at the clutter. Thanks for thinking of me!

Jul 16, 2012 05:59 AM sas-schatzi wrote:

Dunes---thank you---just hoping for your to be about getting through some of your "stuff",made me want to get through someof my stuff. I did and feel better about it. Hope you had luck tooo sassy

Jul 16, 2012 07:15 AM angeleyes12 wrote:

Love your room, hell mine is being padded as we speak, and everyone one is so supportive of my newly diagnosed alien cancer that I think I want to throw up....  Ugh! this sucks.  I don't like and don't want to be treated like a baby, and yes I want what I want! like yesterday. Like the day I found the lump in my boob, i wanted it gone...but not my boob gone! now waiting for the last of the test before deciding what the fate of my boobie or boobies will be....huh  just plan sucks..

Jul 16, 2012 03:25 PM crog234 wrote:

Nancynow. I couldn't help but laugh at your cat story.. I can picture the cat climbing the screen and you holding your breath ( or at least that is what I would be doing) hoping and praying that the fur ball makes it to their landing!!!! Thanks for the laugh!!!

Cindy