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Ya Phyl, I hope you don't barf in the water either!!! ha,ha,ha.. You are really getting your exercise in, I wish I had a 1/4 of your motivation. You are awesome. Peter's outside blowing leaves... I should go out and help him but....Its cold and wet out there blecht!

Dear Steph; Wow, you had a great session with that therapist... She REALLY sounds like she knows what she is doing too... Great point that LindaA made too... we can't change the past, we only have TODAY and the future... and also her suggestion to LET GO, and LET GOD... so true and even more important than therapy. ALthough, I think GOD works thru therapists too :-) Linda; I sent you an email catching you up on WOODy... are you serious about WIsconcin at Thanksgiving???? Won't there be TONS of snow by then??? Phyl; YOur a nurse, what are you thinking about this H1N1??? I am so torn... I got an email from a cousin today (I fwrded it to all you gals) the Health minister of Finland... gosh now I'm thinking I WON"T get the vaccine... ack!!!! :sad: Kari: HUGS GF... fall weather sucks in Michigan (its the same here ha,ha,) it does get to you... how about some walks in the rain??? Do you feel better out in the fresh air exercising??? I finally figured out that I DO NOT MELT~~~ Janet & Karla: Sorry you got blamed for my post:drool: I was just having a different point of view.... only my own experiences... Enjoy your company while they are there... ya you can always house clean after.... the dust bunnies are ALWAYS there. You'd all have been laughing with me today. Peter and I drove into Barrie to visit my MOM... and take her some Halloween goodies... so Peter sits reading quietly while MOM and I chat... I decide that going thru her cupboards in the Bathroom are a good idea... cause they are jammed with stuff coming out of the drawers ... so packed that she has her hemeroid creams all over the top of the cupbourd in plan view of all visitors... (GROSS) So I say," oh Mom lets go thru these drawers and throw out old, unused ( stale, rancid creams, stinky stuff ???) things?".... Oh Gosh she would not let me toss anything until I passed it to her, she smelled it, tryed some on.... etc.... it was PAINFULL... Peter is sitting there killing himself laughing, and interjecting.. "Oh Chris, I am sure that Body Lotion is still fine!!!" Ya right... when a lotion de-emulsifies and the liquids inside the tube have separated.... its too freeking OLD...!!!!! Ugh! Gross, gross, gross... it reminded me of the time I had to clean out her fridge (when she still had her house) and I would toss out all the CONDIMENTS,,, ie the ketchup was BROWN and not RED anymore... you get the drift... Anywyas, when I left there was one whole drawer EMPTY, I bet shelll have it filled again by the time I go and visit again... blecht:crying:

Wow, I gotta say I (lovingly) disagree. I think we MUST play with our children... Minimum 1 hour a day, and that dosn't include READING to them(which is a must as well) I used to love the freedom of being able to act/sing/dance like a complete NUT with my daughter and her friends... they'd laugh and giggle .... then when they got to the "rolling of the eyes at me" I knew they'd had enough "Mom" time and I'd bow out... but to this day my daughter says she loved all the silly songs I taught her, they are some of her fav. memories... stuf like "i'm a little teapot" but zanier.. I guess I learned all these goofy songs and games when I went to camp as a kid... God knows I didnt' learn any {playing stuff} from my MOM... Now my Dad on the other hand.... well we'd all be doing the family camping thing, my Dad would go off and find a Clay embankment on the beach, and come back an hour later with a COMPLETE CLAY mask on his face, with his arms in the air... making like a Frankenstien, chasing all us squeeling kids around the campsite... It really was a riot, but I am sure some of the other kids parents cocked their heads to the side (like a Jack Russell) and thought WTF??? Then there were all the car rides, ya know those insufferable trips your parents MADE you take? Well, we played games with my Dad for hours in the car... perhaps it was more for his sanity (and staying awake behind the wheel) than ours. But I can still remember those trips like they were yesterday. Oh yeah, another time we drove to Niagra Falls, took our cat with us.... so this was usually an outdoor cat... So we found a cardboard box, filled it with some dirt for "KITTY" to use.. when we went to ck out of hotel... I was tasked with disposal... what did I know? I was a kid... so I plunked the contents into the toillet and flushed..... well, ya know what happened eh??? My Dad says" Holy crap, quick kids get into the car with the cat... we're checking out!" now to this day I can still hear the laughter in that car... all the way down the highway... I guess we must have pd for the hotel in CASH .... My Dad and I used to play the piano together and sing....then my sister'd join in... There was also discipline too... my parents spanked on occasion, and of the 3 times I remember it... I TOTALLY deserved it... it was usually a crime of SAFETY... some rule for my own good that I ignored... so they were'nt totally leanient either. Once I got it for stabbing my sister in the back with a rubber knife. I don't know why I got off on this family tangent... sorry, just ignore me... Oh I found KETTLE CORN today!!! At walmart, its pretty good, but I'd better not make it my favorite the calories are KILLERS.

Hi I'm here, at work... my lasers computer (laptop) is acting up so I am betwwen px...had to cancle the last on

Phyl, you sound like you are on top of the WORLD.. Good on ya!!! You've worked so hard and you DESERVE to be that happy... Kari; Hon you do sound down in the dumps, its hard to make good food choices when you are depressed. I agree with PHYL maybe you need a medication adjustment.???? ( Said with kindness & love) I'm sitting here waiting up for Peter, he's due back tonight (a.m.) from Victoria... he's been gone just too damn long... 1 1/2 weeks.... plus with Woody's death this week has just really sucked the big kahuna... I want some extra special hugs & snuggles.... See y'all in the a.m. Can

Karla; I am so sorry your fathers prognosis is not good. It must be terrible to think of what may come...Fathers/Daughters always seem to have a special bond. I know that my Dad and I did... He passed in 1977 and I still miss him...Extra special GIRLFRIEND HUGS to you!! We may never have met in person (yet) but I feel like we have so many things in common.

I definetly agree with Janet; you GOTTA have in the FLESH Girlfriends... you live in a neighborhood Karla... don't you have a next door neighbor you could hang with? Girlfriends are the BEST, especially when you are pissed, fed up with the DH,,, and they ALL get on our nerves from time to time.. GF's are the only ones who understand... can cry with you, laugh with you...

Good MOrning Ladies; Well its Tuesday and DH will be home tonight (late)... it'll be good to see him... I need a BIG HUG... Feeling pretty good this a.m. I did not CRY at all yesterday... had wet eyes twice, but I held back... Some friends called and met me at work.. they wanted to take me out for Swiss Chalet Chicken... it was nice of them... then they gave me Sh!t for not calling them to come with me when I put Woody down. They meant well, but I couldn't have done that with an audience.. Also, today I have to start getting back in to proper eating habits... I've been just horrible... my weight is up.. no excuses I just couldn't get the comfort foods shoved into my mouth fast enough... well enough is enough.. the thought of chocolate makes me want to hurl right now... lets hope THAT reaction stays. Trying to get in oatmeal right now as I type... Got a long day at work today 12:30 to 7:30 p.m. then the clinic staff are all supposed to go out for Birthdays, Retirement celebrations... don't feel like going, but I guess I'd better, after all they tok me out for MY birthday a couple of months ago.

that is so nice that you do a Prayer meeting at work for a former coworker... so sweet... she'll need all the prayers she can get. I GF of mine (W.B.) husband had a heart attach on Friday, the day after I put Woody down.. hard to believe but JOHN has a great sense of humour and I am sure that it will help him thru his recovery... they are just waiting on an angiogram right now.. to see how bad the blockages are. How come Karri dosn't post here anymore? Dosn't she love us any??? Phyl; Confront EARL on his smoking.. he HAS to quit... my friend JOHN (see above) was a secret smoker too.

Thank you Jackie; that is a really nice poem.. I printed it out for my hubby to read when he gets home. Its good to see you feeling better... cleaning... oh my you are getting your energy back!!!

ok im going to try again... no swearing this time :-) I went to my SIL's for the night Sat. I took TWIG with me, he loves the car... My SIL has 3 cats... so that was challenging, but she felt so sorry for me losing Woody that she offered to put her 3 cats in her bedroom with cat box and food... that was nice of her. Twig was very good, I took his little furry bed and I put it on the leather couch next to me and he slept beside me all evening.. only chased ONE cat...the others stayed hidden. Then today driving home I cryed just about all the way.. knew when I got home that Woody would not me there to meet me.. Gosh when does it ever stop hurting. Then my MOM calls tonight and says "why didn't you come visit me today?" dah, well cause I'd be crap visitor... and she thinks I am wasting too much time GREIVING... well... I dont' think it'll be over until after Wed when Peter comes home and we say our final goodbyes to Woody... The VET agreed to "keep" her until my hubby could get home... then she's off to cremation. I want her ashes back though, we might bury her in the backyard or at Blueberry trails... her fav. place for hikes. Gotta work tomorrow, 4 hours... don't want to... yuk... Tried eating pizza tonight for dnner.. no go... got stuck... that's a good think as I have to start eating healthier agian... Meg and Bry are home from their honeymoon and I had to call her and tell her about Woody... oh she was so upset... A GF sent me a poem called Rainbow Bridge... about a dog passing away.. it was beautiful.. Thank you for being such understanding friends... I'd not have anyone to unload all this emotion on if it were not for y'all. Love C

JUST LOST MY 10 MINUTE FLICKING POST... SH!T oh well, nothing earthshattering, i am still alive and still crying off and on. I was away overnight to my SIL's , nice change of scenery.

Jackie, so sorry you are so sick. Yes, the Furbabies love to cuddle in bed...they are so good at comforting you... Horray for the housecleaning brigade.. that was special nice of them to keep it up for you while you recouperate. Stephanie; When ever I was in therapy I found my HEAD would just SWIM with all the thoughts the counselor would stir up.. That's a good thing, it is meant to be thought provoking... but it is WORK nonetheless and your body gets tired from the "mental work" that is being done. Good for you to recognise that and take some time for yourself... My TWIG is looking at me like HE wants a walk... id better go and do a quick 'round the block... it'll be good for the both of us... even if my knee is sore.. I'll CBL Girls

Morning all; I am doing o.k. when I got home from the Vets I deep cleaned the laundry room (where my doggies sleep at night) and got ride of Woody's Crate and binkie.. I can't be looking at that everyday.. I also washed her bowl and put it up on a displayshelf next to her painting. Peter called this a.m. and we talked alot about it being the RIGHT decision... Gosh I wish I could just hold her one more time... augh! I slept pretty good last night all things considered, didn't wake up til noon! What a lazy ASS I am? I was wanting to go for a walk in the woods with TWIG but my knee is still very painful, got ice on it right now... so I think I'm gonna have to wait a few days until it settles down. Thank you for all your kind words, they truly do help.. Its nice to know there are so many Dog Lovers in the world. I'll see my baby again one day and then we'll trot in the woods again and chase squirrels. Maybe they even play frisbee in heaven? who knows? That's what I'll hope for anyways. Friday's suggestion: Grab all your furry little friends around you this weekend and hug them tight, give them an extra cookie - just because. Love you all C

Woody Opening Xmas Presents these are really cute... As if today didn't suck enough already, I put my KNee out... its an old Meniscal tear that decided to FLARE up today.. Hurts like a bastard, I've been icing it and took some tylenol. I think my pain theashold is low today... usually I can suck it up but I just wanna cry and eat icecream. Nothing is going to make today better... just gotta get thru it.

She was the best little dog a person(family) could have for a friend. I decided rather than just sit here and cry, I'd gather some great photos of my DEAR and post them here so you could see just how cool a Bitch she really was. Woody with Janet in July09 Woody in the Snow playing March 09 Xmas with Woody Meaghan and her "DiDo" (her pet name for Woody)

Thia is not a happy day. I am going to take Woody to the VEt's today at 1 p.m. for euthanasia. Its time she got some peace.. The last 2 days she's not been able to keep any food down and has been throwing up pretty steadily.. when she's not I can tell she's nauseated cause she keeps swallowing and then kinda smacking her lips.. lots of saliva, drooling... its aweful to watch. I just can't make her spend 6 more days like this until Peter comes home, its not fair. I love her so much but the way she walks around the house not holding her head up, its like she's forlorn all the time. Can't type, gotta go. Please say a prayer for her that she goes peacefully. Love this little friend.

YUM that sounds yummy to die for... I'm gonna try it too:thumbup:

Drive by post.... Woody has been SICK twice today... can't seem to keep any food down... she's thrown up on the carpets and I've got all that stuff in the laundry now.. I hopw she lasts until DH gets home on Tuesday.. I think the poor little thing is failing fast....:thumbup: Jackie; Hugs on your Loss, and I am sorry you are sick, but glad that its not the H1N1!!!! Steph: Hang in there girl... its getting better Oh Phyl; where are you ???? Did you watch JUDGE JUDY all day long???? Janet; Good attitude on the furlough thing.. 2 long weekends per month will be o.k./// hey, we'll use one of them in Jan to go to Vegas!!! hee,hee,hee Perhaps we should all go to San Diego with Steph and enter the walk-a-thon... Is it in Sept. again next year????

Well Karla; I am in no position to be giving ANY food advise, especially this week. But I'd suggest adding some SOLID protien to your breaky and lunch... it might just hold you better between meals... Do you like eggs for breaky? If you make up a bunch of deviled eggs you can grab and run, eat it in the car whatever... they are also economical too. I had a Diet Pepsi(well stirred) last night, it tasted good but I don't know how KARI does it... pop just plain hurts in the band... not worth it for me.. too much trouble to make it go flat. I am glad I am not a teacher either, its a thankless job, yet SO important... Karla, I am sure that you touch more hearts and minds than you give yourself credit for... Twenty years from now, you'll bump into a student and they'll recall some teaching insight that you bestowed upon them... then it'll all be worth it.. Phyl, is driving still and shopping until she drops... I can just see her without her scooter, running up and down aisles in stores looking for the best value...Rock on girl! I am missing DH this week, he called the other night... little WOOD Dog is missing him too. Yesterday I went to work and LEFT her outside!!! Thank GOd it was a milder day and not ICE COLD... I just happened to have a cancelation of an appt. so I took an hour and went home to let the doggies out.... Well poor little Woody was looking in the glass at me when I got there. :thumbup: Then last night she got up in the middle of the night and YAKED on the carpet right beside th bed.. so I put her outside to finish yakking.... when I went to bring her in... no show... I think she went and hid under the deck, wouldn't come in. I couldn't "call" her because she's deaf... so I am flickiing the outdoor light off and on to get her attention... no luck... she was NOT coming in.. So I went back to bed and there she was at 7 a.m. starring in the window at me again... sheesh... these dogs...

HI there, I noticed that your STATS are similar to mine and have been banded 2 yrs. HOw are you finding your WL now? Has it stalled? what are you currently doing to achieve your goals? I have been struggling with eating junk for awhile, I have the best of intentions... then whammy, I am hitting a drive thru for icecream??? Any suggestions?

just drinking my Protien shake right now and waitig for hair to dry in rollers. I made my ONe Pot Wonder last night... I'll eat it for the whole week I think. Lentils, RIce, chicken, onion & Garlic, curry powder, raisins..... its really yummy.. so i am taking some for work today. It's MONDAY, and accountability day girls....lets get onboard together!!! Didn't weigh myself today, don't want to know the damage!! CBL

Stephanie; how was your birthday dinner with Michael???

Whats been up with LBT today? I tried a couple of times to get on... and nothing... Where is everybody?

cdzf wrong keys Dear Karla; Nothing will make you feel "better" right away... you are greiving... there are several steps in the Greiving processStages Denial — "I feel fine."; "This can't be happening, not to me." Denial is usually only a temporary defense for the individual. This feeling is generally replaced with heightened awareness of situations and individuals that will be left behind after death.[1] Anger — "Why me? It's not fair!"; "How can this happen to me?"; "Who is to blame?" Once in the second stage, the individual recognizes that denial cannot continue. Because of anger, the person is very difficult to care for due to misplaced feelings of rage and envy. Any individual that symbolizes life or energy is subject to projected resentment and jealousy.[1] Bargaining — "Just let me live to see my children graduate."; "I'll do anything for a few more years."; "I will give my life savings if..." The third stage involves the hope that the individual can somehow postpone or delay death. Usually, the negotiation for an extended life is made with a higher power in exchange for a reformed lifestyle. Psychologically, the person is saying, "I understand I will die, but if I could just have more time..."[1] Depression — "I'm so sad, why bother with anything?"; "I'm going to die . . . What's the point?"; "I miss my loved one, why go on?" During the fourth stage, the dying person begins to understand the certainty of death. Because of this, the individual may become silent, refuse visitors and spend much of the time crying and grieving. This process allows the dying person to disconnect oneself from things of love and affection. It is not recommended to attempt to cheer up an individual who is in this stage. It is an important time for grieving that must be processed.[1] Acceptance — "It's going to be okay."; "I can't fight it, I may as well prepare for it." This final stage comes with peace and understanding of the death that is approaching. Generally, the person in the fifth stage will want to be left alone. Additionally, feelings and physical pain may be non-existent. This stage has also been described as the end of the dying struggle.[1] Kübler-Ross originally applied these stages to people suffering from terminal illness, and later to any form of catastrophic personal loss (job, income, freedom).[1] This may also include significant life events such as the death of a loved one, divorce, drug addiction, or an infertility diagnosis. Kübler-Ross claimed these steps do not necessarily come in the order noted above, nor are all steps experienced by all patients, though she stated a person will always experience at least two. Often, people will experience several stages in a "roller coaster" effect - switching between two or more stages, returning to one or more several times before working through it.[1] Significantly, people experiencing the stages should not force the process. The grief process is highly personal and should not be rushed, nor lengthened, on the basis of an individual's imposed time frame or opinion. One should merely be aware that the stages will be worked through and the ultimate stage of "Acceptance" will be reached.