HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

Howdy y'all. I know it's been a while since I sat down and actually wrote something. I could say alot has happened but it's really just the daily struggle of being on my own again because Matt has gone back over the road trucking. I think I said that in a previous post. It's difficult but it's definitely time for us to finish what we started before I got sick. It'll be worth it because when he comes home for good we'll be in a much better place financially which will allow us to concentrate on us instead of the constant worry about money. And we'll be getting ready to get the kids out on their own so that will be a whole new adventure altogether!

You'll all be happy to know that I'm doing much better physically. I'm completely off the methadone but I still take a small dose of neurontin at night and motrin thru-out the day. I can pick things up off the floor if I'm careful and I can paint my own toenails. That was a big thing for me. I really hate to say it but going back to work full-time forced me to get well. I still have a way to go but I can "see the light at the end of the tunnel" as Matt likes
to say.

So I had to take the day off Friday because Jason got into a fight on
Thursday and I had to have a meeting with the principal. He got
suspended because it's school policy but everyone, including his
teachers AND the school cop said he was in the right because this kid
has been bullying Jas and others for a long time. Jas has such a kind
heart that he holds all his anger in and it finally came out. Jas was
bumped and bruised but he got his licks in good on the other kid... and
this kid was BIG. The suspension is really no big deal because he's
already taken all of his end of semester tests, so he was off Friday,
Monday is a holiday (MLK day), off Tuesday, Wednesday (which both
teachers said they aren't really doing anything exciting, goes back
Thursday to get whatever he did miss, then Friday is a teacher work
day! He has a book report coming up so I said he'd better write one
helluva good one!

In taking the day off, I decided to run the dog to the vet to get his
nails clipped because they were out of control crazy long, way past
due. I took him to our normal place but it was full of all new girls. I
told them that they would need to medicate Buck for the nail clipping
because he has a really serious THING about it. They said, "You
mean a muzzle, right?" I said, "No, I mean MEDICATION. If you
just muzzle him, he'll come out of it and bite you." Don't listen to
me; I've only known him for 13 years and you've known him for all of
13 seconds, but you're the expert, right? I signed the paperwork
saying it was okay to sedate him but when I picked him up they said
they didn't. I was like WOW, and nobody got bit? She's all, "Well,
no, I don't think so, but next time I think we'll sedate him."
AAAAAAAHHHHHH!! Stupid girl! He's old, you know! The stress
of not sedating him might give him a heart attack! Next time I'm
going to INSIST and if they don't want to do it I'll take him some
place else.