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6-22-05 2:19pm

If I knew what was good for me, I'd check my entire family into the hospital NOW. Good God, it's so bad that even the dogs have aches and pains.

We'll start with Austin- He left this morning for three days of hell during Freshman orientation at Tarleton State. But not before getting a speeding ticket yesterday for going 81 in a 70. IN MY TRUCK! Look, you can fuck up any car sitting in my driveway, but my truck is MINE and I only let him use it because his Lexus is a 5 speed and with his hand still in a cast it makes driving, especially an hour and a half away, hard for him. So he got a ticket... that I refuse to pay for. Won't do it. It looks like his girlfriend will be moving in here for the two months before they leave for Tarleton. Her mother is making her life a living hell, and they are fighting on a regular basis (and by "regular basis" I mean daily). Her mother is calling her names (ie Whore) and saying things about her that even I wouldn't say about someone I hate! Keep in mind, this girl was National Honor Society, Head Cheerleader for 4 years, and a host of other awards.... not to mention she's sweet, compassionate, loving, has a great head on her shoulders and is an all around good person. So we've offered her the front living room (that we can convert to a bedroom) or she can stay in there with Austin. Alot of people will disagree with me on that one, but their sleeping together anyway, so what's the big deal?

Now Ryan- She'll play a tournament this weekend, then Atlanta in two weeks, New Orleans the week after that, then two days later she hits the operating room to remove a chunk of bone from the ball of her foot. The stress fractures continued to splinter off (because she never takes a break) and the chunk of bone is now lodged in a tendon, so I can't even figure out how she's been playing on it! She has to stay off of it completely for two weeks (that's when volleyball starts) so depending on how fast it heals she could just start volleyball a little late or skip it all together and just start school basketball with the rest of the team. When Austin has foot surgery, they told him he couldn't even walk on it for 4 weeks, but three days later he was walking on it so I have no idea what to expect. She is a returning Varsity player in all three sports, so her spot on the team is secured. She really wanted those three patches again. Crap! I've got to order those to have them ready to sew onto the jacket in time for cold weather. *Sigh*

Now Kyra- all I can say here is, Who the fuck knows what's going on in her brain? I sure don't. I think we're going to fly her to So Cal to stay with Craig's parents for a couple of weeks. Of course, they'll baby her to no end and she'll come back unable to even tie her own shoes (She's going into the 7th grade), but I guess that's just life.

Craig- working his ass of, as usual. He's going to Austin for the next three days so I'm going to miss him, but with Austin gone, Kyra and I will probably just hang out at Ryan's basketball tournament this weekend. They just keep piling on more and more areas for Craig to handle. It's good in many ways, like the President of the company coming up to him at the Colonial Gof Tournament and telling him how much he's hearing about Craig's work. But he's tired, and overworked right now.

Me- blah. Some old, same old. Actually, my panic attacks are getting worse and my back pain is increasing (probably as a result of the increasing panic attacks) so I'm going to the doctor in the morning. At 8am. Lovely. Afterall, I'm such a morning person. I've had so much trouble sleeping that I've not been falling asleep until 3 or 4, then sleeping until noon (or 4). I lay in bed at night, tossing and turning and keeping Craig awake.

The dogs- Woody's back is getting worse and I guess we're getting closer to the time when he'll have to have the surgery. His spinal column narrows at it gets towards his back legs and, especially during weather changes, the pain is unbearable for him. He takes Rimadyl, but that doesn't kick in for three or 4 doses, so he'll cry and pace. His back legs feel mostly numb to him now (according to the vet) but you wouldn't know it by how he gets around. He'll be 6 on September 8th, so he's not old. But being a big dog (he's an 80 lb black lab) he's probably moving into the second half of his life. Typing that sentence just made the tears start pouring, so I'm going to leave that alone. Monday will be three years since Whiskey, my yellow lab, was shot and killed by a Crowley police officer for chasing a cat. That bastard is in Iraq now, and I hope some hungry Iraqi dog takes a good bite out of his ass.
Jade (the chocolate lab) is happy as a clam, and getting chubby. She's not as long and tall as Woody and she's not nearly as active. We've recently introduced the kittens (Trixie and Trinket) to the dogs and it's the funniest thing EVER. Jade is mostly terrified of them, and if one of the cats gets on her bed, she'll stay off of it even though the dog bed is big enough for either dog and BOTH cats, altogether. The cats love to chase Jade's tail, because she's always wagging it 90 to nothing. In the mornings, when Craig leaves for work, Woody climbs up on the bed and lays on his pillow, Jade lays on my feet, and the kittens curl up with them in various ways.

We didn't want to introduce the dogs to the kittens until they were big enough to protect themselves or get away from them should the dogs get aggressive. My dogs aren't aggressive, but then again they chase cats across the yard all day long when I let them outside, so I just wanted them to all be safe. It appears, the worry was for naught.

Ok, I'm fairly certain that I've covered everyone, and everything, going on in this house. Well, other than the massive argument with my parents this past Friday. I'm beyond angry with my mother, and of course my dad stood up for her even though she LIED... so I'm pissed off at him, too. I don't have the energy to write about it right now. Suffice it to say, it will be quite long and detailed. But right now, I'm choosing to think about the upcoming Charlie & The Chocolate Factory! I can't WAITTTTTTT! So for now, it's back to bed for me, dr's orders. kdgr