Much better on the emotional front. Things are still tough, but they are all pretty much first world problems. I'm handling it better now.

So...how are YOU?

How does time pass so quickly and stealthily?

I'm not well, kids. Physically I'm okay but I feel like I'm standing on the brink of an emotional breakdown.

I'm so blessed with my husband. He keeps my feet on the brink. Without him I would long ago have gone over.

I won't stop trying to move back to solid ground.

Merry holidays, kids.

Love y'all like WHOA.

Hi y'all. It has been a long time. I do come read up on you from time to time but actually commenting/posting is obviously not happening ( Read more... )

I hope everyone who is coming out today, who has not yet come out, and who has already come out finds peace, love, respect, acceptance, and the equality deserved by ALL.

So, when I was in Phoenix in July, July 24th to be exact, I was performing in a show. I went to do floorwork and felt a pop in my right knee. Then pain. Then I was walking around like grandmama for the rest of my visit and beyond. Went to the doc when I got home and they said, here, have some Lortab and Celebrex and come back in two weeks if it ( Read more... )

Go Judge Warner! Go California! Down with ignorance and bigotry!!

I know it's still a long haul, but it's a step in the right direction.

The CIVIL RIGHTs direction.

I got up to go potty this morning and I could walk! Bending my knee and everything!

Oh, Mr. Cortisone Shot, we are BFFs. I will totally french braid your hair and give you my last piece of gum.

So, on July 24th I was performing floorwork and felt a POP in my right knee. Since then the little Mickey Fickey has hurt like WHOA. I went to my doctor when I got back to Birmywood and he sent me to an orthopedist today. The good news is that it is probably just a tear in the cartilage or a sprain. No surgery was mentioned. Thank Iggy. The ( Read more... )

In an effort to kick this four month old depression, increase my energy and improve my health (and weight)I started my "Couch to 5K" training today. Running has GOT to be the first level of Hell. I HATE it. It killed my lungs and now when I laugh I sound like I have smoked three packs of Camels a day for the last 30 years. I do not and never ( Read more... )