{July 29, 2019}   All Ready To Be Picked Up

I got a call from the vets office a little while ago telling me the the dog would be already to go home around 4. I told them I would be there around 6 that I was working until 5. They said that was fine. I said so everything went okay and her test came back negative? They said yes everything came back good and she did great during the surgery.

I have to pick her up and go to work for awhile. I hope that everything rolls out of Boston early and I don’t have to be there very long although I need the money and should stay as long as I can. But I don’t think she is going to be good for to long. I just hope she does good and don’t cause a problem and I have to leave right away. Sometimes she does great with people other times she don’t. But most the time I have the problem with her is at home. She wants to protect her house. She did great at the office today in the waiting room and in the car at the little store why I got gas and my drink. She just watched everyone out the window and laid down.

{July 29, 2019}   Doom and Gloom Has Come Again

I don’t know what to think that doom and gloom feeling has rushed over me this morning. I got up early because I had to take the dog a million miles away to drop her off to be spayed before I went to work this morning. I got there at 8 to just drop her off. I didn’t talk to anyone until 8:45 or after. Then since she has had two seizures they wanted me to talk to the vet. She was scared of him did not like him at all. He listen to her and said she has a pretty good heart murmur. Ideally we would do a heart work up on her EKG and ECO and I think something else. But he said that is getting into a lot of money. He seem to think she should do good. But they wanted to do a heart worm test to make sure it isn’t that. He said he could do it why I waited but I told him I thought she was healthy and fine. That I really had to get to work that I would leave her and let them test her and if anything was wrong to call me. I think they told me before she had the murmur. She has only been to the vet once since I had her. She is healthy as I told him and she was quick to point out that she seemed that way but we really didn’t know. Even then I was okay and didn’t feel that anything was wrong. I did have the though before he said all that, that maybe I should just skip it and take her home. But know she needs to really be done she is so young and we don’t need puppies. I feel that everything is going to be okay but then I feel bad for just leaving her and not waiting for them to do the test. But it was almost 9:30 and I needed to be towns away at work by 10. I know that the test is going to come back fine and they are going to have to do what they need to do and I will pick her up at 6 and she will be great.

I think when I lost my bumper i messed up something under my car. I know I still haven’t told you about that either. I have been really busy getting nothing done this weekend and being told what a horrible mother I am and how sorry everyone feels for my kids. And dealing with Sleeping Beauty mess. But now I have to see what that is and get it fixed. I don’t even know if I should be driving it or what will happen if something happens. I don’t think I am supposed to have a vehicle.

Then I started thinking about my car the shit show I have with the one I just bought. I got an offer of $500 on my old truck why I was leaving the vet. I really need more but really don’t think I am going to get it at this point or after the fire and damage now. I have $500 worth of tires on it.

Thinking about all that is going on and the fact of doing it alone and just everything I don’t know what to think or where to go. It just hit me like hitting a break wall on the way to work doom and gloom something bad is going to happen. I still don’t feel that it is to do with the dog. I feel like it is something at home or with the kids. I have had that feeling about the house for a little while now but hadn’t really thought much of it or let it get to me. I keep telling myself everything is fine and that nothing is going to happen. But today is just hard and I don’t know why that is at the top of the list.

{October 21, 2018}   Adulthood, Not For The Weak

{November 10, 2016}   12:12 pm

It’s barely lunch time and I have had a bird to the vet, dropped 3 kids off at school, had one kid to the doctor and took a friend to the store. I am now home sitting on the couch with my computer why my Little Guy watches Pac man Christmas. I just want to take a nap and feel bad to not sit here with him.

Soon as we woke up my Big Boy comes running in my room telling me that my oldest needed help with her bird something was wrong with it. I came out to see what was going on and it had its leg all caught and tied up in its hut thing that hangs in the cage.

I tried to help her get it off and it was fighting the other bird was going on and the dogs were having a fit in the cage. We took it in the bedroom and tried to cut it off and couldn’t get it. I got the little scissors, from a nail set I just bought the other day and tried to use them to get it lose. He kept biting and twisting around. I thought it had already broken it’s leg. We didn’t know how long it has been stuck or nothing. I loaded all the kids up in the truck and was trying to figure out who was up at 730 in the morning that could help me get this off this bird. I had no clue. I was going to go to my friends house that comes over sometimes I had been talking to her before we found the bird, but I figured she wouldn’t be able to get it either because we couldn’t keep it still and wouldn’t know if it was broke or what to do. I was really worried about cutting it’s leg and not being able to stop it from bleeding.

I finally went a few miles up the road from us to our vets office I remembered they opened pretty early com paired to most stuff around. I didn’t want to have to pay to get it done but at that point didn’t really have a choice. I knew there it wouldn’t cost that much either because we already take out animals there anyway. We got there and took it in. The lady at the desk ask if we had an appointment I told her no but we needed help and showed her the bird. She said the vet that deals with birds was off today and the one who handles them at her other office would not be in until late today. She did give us a number to another vet not horribly far away. I called them on the way and the lady ask they said bring it in they would see what they could do. I asked her what it would cost and she said $48.

I called Father of the Year and told him I was on my way to the vet with the bird and that I didn’t know what else to do because it was so knotted up in everything and I thought the leg was broke it may lose it’s leg but I didn’t have money to pay to take it to the vet he was going to have to help. I figured he say he couldn’t or he give me half of it or couple dollars. He said ok he would drop it off he had to come by the house on his way to an interview. I told him we were already halfway to the vet about to pull in. He said he would meet us there. He got there right when it was time to pay. He paid it all, I was surprised. I just let him I didn’t offer to pay part or half. I figured if he is going to hand it over and pay let him he isn’t helping me right now anyway. I also got her a bag of food why we were there and put it on with the bill he bought it too. I told her I thought the one bird was kind of small and the vet said he was little as well and needed to be on different food. It was kind of a lot to me but from reading it, it should last a while and if I waited to get something at a different store later to get it cheaper then I would have had to pay whatever it cost out of my pocket This way it came out of his.

Thank goodness the bird was not hurt its leg was fine. Nothing hurt or broken and he is back home with his buddy and they are both happy. I was worried it might die by the time we got it to the vet it was panting from not being able to get away and then being covered with the towel and drove around in the truck. But so far it seems fine now that we are home.

The big kids were 45 minutes late for school because they had to come home get dressed and pack their lunch before I could take them. My little one was about an hour and something late, but since it is more daycare than “school” kids come and go whenever so it wasn’t a big deal. After we dropped the big kids off I went to take my friend to the store and then decided to just go on to the doctor and have my Little Guy checked out since we are going into a three day weekend. She said he is fine and he just has what my youngest had. What I figured but I was already that close and it being a holiday weekend.

{August 1, 2016}   The Wrong End

The dog was sick yesterday she had about three accidents in the house, just peeing but it was a lot. Looked like a river. The last time I was in there when she done it and it smelled like she had pooped everywhere. I got up and looked and it was a river, more than I have ever seen her pee in her life. Mop and bleach and old towels that could be thrown away and a cleaning we did again. Today I called and got her in at the vet to be seen because this is not like her. In 9 years she has never been sick, has been house trained since right after we got her. My Big Boy wanted to go to the vet with me so I said okay. The nurse comes in and takes her temp. Big Boy looks horrified and when she leaves says do you think she knows she took it from the WRONG END lol. I said no she didn’t that is how they do it with animals and even with humans sometimes like little babies. He looked even more horrified and said are you sure did you see where she took it? I’m telling you it was the wrong end. I assured him it was right and he looked disturbed and went back to reading his book.

I never take even my babies temps that way never felt comfortable doing it that way. I will take it under the arm and add to it when they are little. They have done it at the hospital or doctors office a few times with my little ones but he don’t go to the hospital with me when one of them goes and at the doctor he will wait in the waiting area and watch tv, so I guess he had never seen them do that before. I laughed so hard. He did not find it funny.–abc-news-personal-finance.html


A year ago, Curtis Butler, III was homeless and sleeping in his car. He attempted suicide twice. This week, he is giving money to those less fortunate.

Butler, 45, is a two-tour veteran of the Iraq war who suffers from post-traumatic stress disorder. When he returned home with his disability, he was initially denied benefits and he fell on hard times. He lost contact with his children. He had no home, no money and no hope. Twice, he overdosed on pills and alcohol.

“I figured nobody cared about me,” Butler told ABC News. “I had to worry about paying bills. I didn’t love myself or anyone else.”

But Butler finally did get his benefits and turned his life around. On Monday, he made the holidays a little bit easier for two dozen strangers. Butler was standing in line at a Georgia Power office waiting to pay his utility bill. He heard another customer talking about how difficult it had been to make ends meet. He paid that couple’s $230 bill and then kept going. When he was finished, he had doled out $2,000 to pay power bills for 20 people.

“This was the anniversary of me being homeless and now I am putting smiles on other people’s faces,” Butler told ABC News.

One woman’s power had been turned off at her home because she didn’t have any money to pay her bill. Butler paid it for her and then gave her more cash for her children.

“I told her, your kids can’t open their presents on Christmas morning with no lights on… And now, they have more money for food or presents,” Butler said.

Genice Harris, a clerk at the Georgia Power office told ABC affiliate WSB that everyone was stunned. “I could tell it was spontaneous and he was smiling and people were like, ‘I can’t believe this.’ They actually started taking pictures with this guy,” Harris said.

She choked back tears as she talked about Butler. “There really is a God and…. He does send people to help others that are in need,” Harris said.

“I have been there and done it, been close to eating out of trash cans….I was the one on the street with my hand out asking for some change,” Butler told ABC News. “God put me in that predicament, so that one day I could help others.”

Butler has written a book about living with PTSD and he has a website to promote his efforts advocating new programs for disabled veterans. In his book, “PTSD: My Story, Please Listen!” he writes about returning home and falling on hard times.

“Just because we have PTSD, doesn’t mean we are not good people,” Butler said. “We come back from fighting in a war and we can’t get a job… It is hard to tell your kid that ‘I can’t support you because I am homeless after fighting for our country.'”

But Butler now is getting the help he needs. He gets counseling through his church. He reconnected with his children. And now he owns an apartment and is about to get married.

“One night I prayed and I asked God, ‘can you reveal to me my wife?’ And he said, ‘Yeah stupid, you sit next to [her in ] church every Sunday’….God works miracles and wonders every day,” Butler said.

This is not the first time he has been a Good Samaritan. Last year, he bought haircuts for 200 homeless vets and the people of his community.

Butler says he knows all about falling on hard times and is happy now that he can be generous with others. As for next year’s good deed, Butler hasn’t decided. “Me and God are going to talk about that,” he said.

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