STOP THE PRESSES......

 

Are you stinking kiddin meh?  My poor lil blog so neglected.  Where do I even begin...Our C-boi has graduated college, ..Eldest, well he's the same, Our 29 wedding anniversary, Hubby's brother came for a visit, my left foot has a black bootie attached to it, and the right foot hates it!!!!!

 

Cboi's graduation, one word...AMAZING!  For all the troubles, tribulations, surgeries, car problems, etc... To watch him walk across the stage, receiving his diploma ..... Now, pray he gets a job.....lol

No, seriously pray....

 

Eldest is fine, same ol same old..Just a great joy to be around!

The hubster and I celebrated 29 yrs of togetherness.  It really only feels like yesterday...really.  I guess when it's right, it tain't hard.  Don't get me wrong, not every moment in those 29 years have we gotten along, (come on now we are humans), but I do remind him on those occasions, he was the one that proposed, which he reminds me, he would do it again(((awww)))), then we're back to happiness again...He's momma raised that boy right!

 

Hubby celebrated a birthday.  His bro came for a visit, they played golf, golf, thru in a deep sea fishin trip, then finished with more golf....yawn!

 

I have been......busy.  As the CEO of this facility, operating the day to day activities of the household have kept my attention to it's fullest.  It finally caught up with me at the beginning of June.  My ankles are my enemy.  They do not care for 9 hr shifts, walking on concrete floors tends to irritate them I guess. 

One day early June I had enough, only lasting 2 hours into my shift, I left, went to the Dr, he put a boot on my left foot, and said see ya in a couple of weeks...ok, I thought, went to work the next day with boot in tow, lasted less than an hour, we back to Dr.  He says what happen, I said left foot aggravated, right foot dang angry....Dr said, you're out of commission for a bit....I concurred...one has to have a sense of humor when dealing with RA, either that or crying and I would rather laugh....Anywhoo, I have physical therapy 2 - 3 times per week...now this is where I have lost all marbles....I pay, Yes, I pay my good honest hard earn money for some dude to torment and torture me.  This "dude" found (basically)one of my tendons to be binding up another, thus why the left foot did not like acting like a foot moving up/down when operating it, add in the lil arthritis in the ankle, just a happy ol time to be had at therapy. If there is one thing I have learned you don't want the Cuboid messed up in the foot.

  The Dr says it's pretty rare happening the stars have to be align when you twist your foot just so, then right it at the moment of God knows when...Apparently I did that to the left foot, leave it to me to find something rare.  So since the left foot had a boot apparatus, the right ankle decided to say, Hey what about me guys, let me join in on the fun.  I was lucky with the star alignment, no Cuboid mess up, just plain RA..So here I sit probably until mid- Aug...great Vaca, except for the torture part and the no pool, no shopping..just great!.... I have crocheted, and oh, crocheted some more, played on FB, PINTEREST which I love.  I made this egg muffins from a recipe I "pinned".  They're pretty good, hubby likes them for his morning commute.

I have neglected this poor old lil blog.  Will see if anyone is still reading the dare thing.  I guess i"ll get off of here and get caught up on y'all lives...