So much to say and I have no idea where to begin...

I guess I'll go back to Monday and start there. So I woke up feeling like some dumbass guy had his fists inside my stomach and was opening and then clenching shut his hands and that I might just vomit at any moment... so apparently I was fortunate enough to get whatever my son had... thanks go out to the little guy who lays on my pillow and drinks out of my cup.... Rich told me to call in sick, which I never do, like in the last 9 years I've worked there I have called in twice, once cause my mom died and once cause I really was so sick. But I told him I couldn't, that I had to go cause I had a big meetimg to go to with Randy and it was his first day back after being out on disability for a month.

He had to have surgery to remove a cyst the size of a golf ball from his upper ass crack, and yes it's okay to laugh and no I'm not kidding So I get to work just as he is walking out and we leave to the meeting. So on the way to his truck he says, "How have you been?" and I reply, "Good, but I'm trying not to vomit right now." He says, "Oh no!" So we get in his truck and he says, "You're not gonna barf in my truck are you?" and I tell him I'll let him know, ugh! So as we're driving he is telling me about his surgery and his recovery and he says, "I missed you while I was gone, I didn't miss everyone, but you were on the list." Awwwwwwwwwwww, giggle. So I say, "Well, it's not like you would have seen me anyway since apparently I work all nights now and he says, "I gotta look at that schedule!"

If we're keeping count here, I think that's at least 2 points for me already... so we get to the meeting and he is chowing down on this bowl of candy and he offers me some and I tell him I REALLY don't think that's a good idea in my 'begging my body not to vomit state' in front of all his director friends and his boss... so anyway we make it through the meeting and back to the store without any vomitting, thank golly, and as we're walking in he says, "You look really pale, maybe you should go home"... so I say, "Really, cause that would be great since I'm supposed to be here until 9pm and it's only 2 now." So he says, 'Well, hang on, lemme tell Wendy."

Wendy is the girl I don't really get along with, gasp, because she is selfish and I have to do her job for her plus my own and she doesn't like me cause all the guys do... whatever. So we walk in the office and he tells Wendy in a way that makes it sound like it could be up to her that he thinks there is enough coverage and that they could send me home and she suggests back that instead he send someone else who would be off earlier home instead and he says, 'Well, she's sick." That earned me the look of death from her and I walked out. I swear it was like... 'she has only spent 2 hours with him and already he is doing whatever she wants'. So a minute later he comes out and says go home I think that's worth like... 20 points!

My daughter is with Bette and two days into it Bette calls to tell me her daughter who is 16 had a friend who is also 16 who commited suicide and she wasnts to know how much she should say or how to deal with it with my daughter. I tell her that death os nothing new to her sadly, and to just tell my daughter that her daughter's friend died and she doesn't need to know why or how... ugh!

Today at work, Loss Prevention was all over the place and a girl who I have worked with for a couple years there was eventually escorted out of the store after 2 hours in the office with the LP guys... sigh!

My son said the cutest thing the other morning so I totally forgive him for getting me sick... I was helping him get dressed for school one morning and Rich walked in and said, "Shorts! Tell Mama she is crazy!" and my son said, "No Dad, she's my girl."

Anyway, I realized today that I have all day off tomorrow and most of Friday except a tiny 4 hour shift late in the evening and then 4 DAYS, 4 whole days of in a row... too bad 21 hours of that will be spent driving, and that it only happened because we are going to a funeral, and to answer Kevin's question, Rich;s Grandpa was cremated and there was another memorial somewhere else in the country first so that's why it was so long after he died.

I have to admit that I haven't even started the next chapter of FBTE, but that's becuase I have been writing like crazy, trying to finish the entry for the spring anthology which is almost done and I am so loving it! But as soon as I finish it it's back to FBTE and apparently I will have 21 hours in the car to write

Hugs to everyone, and an extra to Kurtie for being so brave!

Viv