how about drinking?

Hiya Lilyn! When dwinking makes u worried, just have another, and it passes, K? Works for us!!! And welcome to the HTL, we have lots a stalkers, but love the ones that actually pull up a stool an plop down.

OLaraLou, mese Lub the new Foobs!! Dey so perty! Can I squeeze one! It's jus so squishy an perty, (squeeze, squish,)OOPSIE!! We hab a FLAT!! O me goodness, musta been my ring! Oh lawdy girlfriend! Mr bigger, do u gots a can a fix a flat?? Oh dear lord, HAILP US, IT'S A SITCHIASHUN!!

ps. sorry about the mower NM. Mr big will bring his big mower and do all de mowing you want.  Love you all!

Woohoo Bernie!   Love the hair and the wheels!!!  You go you little biker babe!

Dotty?  Moving house?  I'll have to get some pics so I can put you in the new house and update my memories!  Good luck with the sale  and sure hope the vendors accept your offer!

Hi ya Scube!!!   Long time no see but great to see you are doing better!   When is that visit going to happen?  Would love to see you in my neck of the woods!

NM I hear you on the sleeping the day away.........I seem to do a lot of that at the moment......maybe it's just that it's so warm and cosy snuggled in bed.  For you, maybe it's just the adrenalin flow has slowed since getting that new job and a lot of the stress you were living with has been lifted........sure hope so anyway.

You goils that have had surgery so glad to read that you are on the mend and so sorry that there were so many bumps along the way.

I've been missing for far too long......I know that the 'S' word is banned but you all know what I mean.  I have been dealing with the news of the murder of a friend of my son and his wife.  I also has this young man in my cub troop so I knew him well.   I feel so bad for his parents as I know exactly how they feel as I lost my son 13 years ago and it is very hard to get your head around.   Well, I'm back and I think I have my head on right now and it's time to drink, drink, drink!!!

PANTS!!!!  I have a lot of catching up to do so set 'em up and keep 'em coming!!!

TITTIES UP!!!!!!    Chrissy 

NM, me tinks I started the funcusion about you leaving the boards. You always have such good advice for us, I had mentioned, that because of your knowledge and help, that you could never leave. I did not mean to insinuate that you were going somewhere, but somehow it got misconstrued as such.  Traveling the US to meet breasties? Oh how I hope you are able to do that some day.

Uh oh "O"..............boyfriend in the doghouse? And when you are recovering? Funny pic of you in your new bra.

Julie, thanks for offering the "package", but if nothing is working, I don't think the package will help. I'm not giving up yet, says it can take 2-3 weeks and who knows, maybe I need a larger dose. We'll see, but I want to make sure my estrogen stays low, cuz if it doesn't, then I will stop immediately.

Bernie, Happy Belated Birfday to your DH. Love the explanation of life, so true.

NM, sometimes it's nice to get to sleep more than one should, I just hope you aren't getting sick, and just needed the rest.

Lilyn, you stalkin us? We agree with you, "best group on the boards" yep, dat be us. Welcome!

Oh shoot Tanya, "fix a flat" for Lara's boob, that is too funny. You are BAD!

Dofey, hope you dwunken a$$ got some shut eye. And you pullin yer own finger, lol.

Chrissy, always good to see you.  I am so sorry for the loss, no one can even fathom the loss of a child, I know I couldn't. Prayers for the family and friends of that person who was taken. But we are glad that you have your head back on right. (((((Chrissy)))))

SuziQ, where is you? Shannon? Beans?

Katwinka, me thinka you need a dwinka, now dat you home.

Grab a straw goyles.

THE FISH BOWL - a huge cocktail designed to be shared by the whole table with staws reaching out over a foot long to each of my friends. It is filled with champagne, orange liqueur, grapefruit and lavender. Subtly sweet and refreshing, JUST LIKE MY FRIENDS!

Oh dear, Chrissy, I did not realize that his wife was killed too. Prayers also her family and friends, so very sad.

My stupid clock is almost an hour off! So when I thought it was 3 when I woke up and couldn't get back to sleep, it was really just a bit after 2, no wonder I'm tired now! DUH!!!!

Is it my imagination or is the format changing partway down the page? 

I know i'm not drunkliest, yet, it's a work day. . . .

I know everything is weird

now i have turned orange

Have decided to share my chemo diary

Good morning, steriods are working really well, who needs sleep anyway. I had 1st A/C chemo on wednesday, very fuzzy head on thursday, kept getting things mixed up. Worked yesterday but i only do 9 - 2.30 so not too bad. Didn't dare drive in case fuzzy head came back. Was a bit manic with the steroids and my bipolar, just have to keep on top of that. Had to have all my teeth out two weeks ago due to an infection that wouldn't heal up. So by the end of the year - new teeth and new hair.

Hiya, effing hair fell off this morning - have a cold, fuzzy head. Will have to drink lots of wine to get over the fact - i did not know that my ears were so big. Sinead O'Connor eat your heart out.

Sat, 2 Jul 2011 08:01:43 +0100
Good morning, a day in the life of............
06.20 get up.
Arrive hospital 8am. Solitary confinement. 8.30 ask Dave to leave - he's not helping the nurse. 8.45 get stabbed in back of hand three times - large plastic thing now attached to back of hand. 8.50 drugs administered, through large plastic thing. 8.51 violent reactions to drugs. 8.52 observe doctors and nurses panicking. 9am - 12.15 sleep. 12.15 - 12.30 get pushed round hospital, in a bed, so the maximum number of people can stare at you.
12.30 arrive operating theatre. Nice doctor decides not to put me to sleep - a local anaesthetic is obviously a lot cheaper. 12.35 first operation on arm. 12.55 second operation , same arm- first operation not working.
1.30 - 2pm reverse push around hospital (don't know why it took double the time), back to solitary confinement. 2.10 Coffee and scone. Can't eat scone with no teeth - just eat jam and butter. Good coffee. 2.30 fall out of bed. 2.31 observe doctor and nurses panicking. 2.45 - 3.30 stare at wall. 3.30 nurse turns telly on. 4pm Coffee and scone, same as last time but managed to stay in bed. 4.05 allowed walk around room. 4.08 faint. 4.09 observe doctor and nurses panicking. 5.30 second walk around room, all ok. 5.50 Dave arrives - more coffee. 6pm asked to leave.
6.05 feel faint - put out cigarette - sit at the side of the road while Dave gets the car.
Arrive home 7.30. Drink wine. 10.30 go to bed. Sleep. 04.30 wake Dave - politely request that he removes his puppy sleeping on top of operated arm. Get up.
How was your day?

Hiya, third chemo session last wednesday. Liz over from england babysitting me and the menagerie. Dave sodding about in killarney with his mates at the Ireland BikeFest - tell's me he's working down there. Of course he is - my little darling.
Chickens starting hatching yesterday, so far only one flat one.
Doing the tourist bit with Liz - helps to work through the mania - or not as the case maybe this time. Liz having lie in this morning due to the fact i've been talking her to death over the last three days. I know i haven't seen her for twenty years and she's still here for another week but i'm just trying to get it all in before the after mania crash hits. Sun coming up very pretty at this time of the year. Keep running out of wine, can't understand that at all.
Off on the tourist bit again today - the coast road drive, well obviously not the entire coast (even my mania couldn't do all that in one day) just the waterford bit. Actually, thinking about it, if i don't buy Liz ear plugs i might have to go on my own.
Update on the new wig situation. Wore it at Sinead's engagement meal, thought i'd got away with it - well no-one sniggered or pointed at me. Liz arrives - old photos. Younger brother in drag at fancy dress (god only knows how many years ago) and guess what - yep, same wig. Scarves looking very fashionable again. 04/06/11 

A week in the life.
It's not all about me. Dave. Returns from rally Sunday - totally knackered - normal so far. Tells me Mick stopped him from taking his jeans off, again quite normal. Moans that bike is very noisy.
Monday announces he needs a new phone - the one he bought three weeks ago is obviously not good enough. Spends all morning looking at phones on the internet. Decides to power wash bike, now bike won't start - lots of swearing. Cooks BBQ
Tuesday shopping in Callan. Puncture driving into carpark - garage need two new tyres. Home - phone shop about bike - goes and fiddles with bike. Shear off bolt that has nothing what so ever to do with the problem of the loose battery connection. Bike starts, take to shop for bolt repair. Informed, bike noise is cracked manifold also late for its service. Leaves bike in shop. Cadges lift home from Anthony. Cooks BBQ - drinks beer.

Wednesday - goes to o2 shop in town - to buy new phone. Chooses phone, computers down in shop. Goes and buys more beer, back to shop, buys phone. Home. Cooks omelettes. Plays with nice new phone with the latest touch screen. Can't make phone work - lots of swearing, drinks beer. Get phone working.

Thursday, loses everything on phone - reboot phone - go on internet for instructions. Takes me for chemo, sits in car for three hours playing with phone. Buys more beer and Sangria. Home - cooks omelettes. Puts all new ringtones on phone - drinks sangria.
Friday, goes to collect social money in Callan, not all there. Into town to moan in the social. Rest off money will be available next Wednesday. Lots of swearing. Goes food shopping - buys my wine. Home, cleans the entire cottage while I'm sleeping. Wakes me up - back to Callan for gas bottle, my tablets and everything else he didn't get this morning. Home - tells me I have to cook, my arm should be better now. (It was better on Wednesday but don't tell him I told you that). Probably going to drink beer later.
Other event during the week - Passport sent to London for new job application. London loses passport. Kilkenny for passport application forms - home - I fill in forms. Back to Kilkenny for the Guards to authorise. Form incorrectly filled in - Home. Next day back to guards - form approved. Go to Dublin for new passport. Return trip two days later to collect passport. Extra 55euro on top of fee for express. Send passport to London, with expenses claim. Receive new expenses claim form from London. Go to Kilkenny to get all expense receipts scanned, send to London. Probably going to London Monday/Tuesday - money from social not available until Wednesday. Lots of swearing. I'm off to destroy dinner and open a bottle of wine.

It is now official, I am becoming a Witch (contrary to popular belief I have not been one all my life). It appeared on my finger at the beginning of the week. So, I am now doomed to the daily practice of checking nose and chin for further outbreaks of the dreaded, dare I say it - WART.
Obviously, I checked first with the ladies on the internet forum and they unanimously agreed with me. Then I went straight to the hospital but after a great deal of interrogation the nurses and doctors would not admit the fact, Chemo can cause WITCHNESS. Now, that is bare-faced lying by the medical profession (gits, the lot of then) to stave off mass panic among the general population.
Some of you may be thinking she's over reacting. However, I present further evidence. The Bat. He, or maybe she, flew in Tuesday evening and settled down quite comfortably on top of the wardrobe. My little dog barked up at the bat so attracting the attention of Dave's puppy.
At this point, for those of you who haven't met said puppy, he's a cross between a Pitbull and a Rottweiler, more commonly known as a Pitweiller. He's fifteen months old and weighs approximately five and a half stone. Name - Gunnar. Meaning - Bold Warrior (tuetonic). He loves Dave and sits with him on the settee, occasionally he sits impersonating the gargoyle I have in the front garden. (Gunnar that is, not Dave.)
Anyway, Gunnar can fly - quite spectacularly considering his size. Now, Bats as you probably know have inbuilt radar navigational systems - Gunnar has not. Which can and in fact did present a slight problem with his landing abilities. He hasn't got any. The vet said he'll make a full recovery. Nerves of steel and a steady hand, that girl - I would never have had the courage to exam his back passage for any remains of the alarm clock.
Back to the evidence, it's not only cats that are known to be witches familiars. Folklore mentions the appearance of Bats in the bedroom as definite proof of WITCHNESS, especially when they can take on a Pitweiller and win.
The WART fell off yesterday, must have been the cream the vet put on it.
Last chemo completed Thursday.

Thanks to Dave for the brilliant BBQ Saturday night - all Saturday night. Thanks to Mick for surviving the graveyard shift - I've turned into a Duracell bunny. Dave said - demented bunny.
Had a bit of a scare over the weekend, rash and some lumps came up. Hospital first thing Monday, sent me to annoy another doctor yesterday. Possible allergy to sunlight - will keep me monitored. Dave said - should be locked up.
Going back to work tomorrow, I need the rest. Dave maybe going on holiday (he tries to convince me it's work - but I know) to the Cote d'Ivoire. Personally I think West Africa is a bit extreme - the steroids do eventually wear off. Dave said - they bloody well don't.

Lots of love - going to drink wine

Bernie,

Thank you for sharing that. I felt your humor that you always have with things. You are the best Bernie. Have fun with drinks tonight and your DH. You are very strong and you look great in the pics. Did you quit smoking? I layed in bed all day, I loved it in my jammies..... I am upset about work but the way I look at things we all have been throughh so much. I am not going to sweat the small stuff anymore. ok Back to my scary movies and resting..

Hi There Ladies,

Lazy day here today....well, momentary chaos involving my brother and a situation..but my advice was given and he left.

((( Chrissy ))).....awesome to see you..been missing you here...Im so sorry to hear about your brothers friend and wife..how horrible. Prayers going out to you and your family for healing sweetie. 

Bernie, OMG...how horrific for you and all that you went thru...with your fantastic humor daily no one would guess all that was going on with you..you , my friend are one strong  woman... ((( BBB ))).

This is all jacked up..have to read the highlighted name instead of avatar to figure out who is writing. 

Cant stay more than a minute....I thought I would try and cook tonight..so I must get crackin.

Love all you goils.. xoxo