Monday, Yuck!

Sorry about the venting yesterday. It was a tough day.

Pace Makers
Dad will be getting his pacemaker either today or tomorrow. I'm not sure how long they will keep him in the hospital and I spoke to my older sister last night. Mom will have to be on her own today and tomorrow, but Gretchen and Becky can cover her the rest of the week, and Becky is on spring break all next week. See, Mom doesn't drive, so she has no way to get anywhere. She has her license, but hasn't driven in years and, from what Polly says, probably shouldn't drive. I'll be making arrangements to go home, maybe at the end of next week to stay for awhile.

We are trying not to get Polly too involved, she's had to deal with them all by herself for a long time, and it's just not fair. We want to give her a break, they can be difficult. (<== Understatement of the Year!) Becky will be retiring at the end of the school year, so she has some leeway with her job. What can they do, fire her? She has some other things lined up, but they can be shuffled around a bit.

My situation is up in the air. I'm not really working, but I am, even if it is part-time. I can't live on the money I'm making, but I need to make some money. The job market in DC is amazing, there are lots more opportunities up there. I'm not sure I want to make that move just yet, but maybe it's time. What a hassle it will be to sell my house and relocate. The older you get, the harder it is to move on.

What else?
I went to a Bead Show yesterday, and got out with only spending a few dollars. So many cool things, I've got a bunch of beads I need to use as it is, and someday I've got to start selling them! I just want this to be a self-supporting hobby, but as yet, I'm in a deep whole. But I've got lots of pretty stuff to wear.

Hot Dogs or Perros Caliente
All this week I will be cooking hot dogs and raising money for March of Dimes. Come by and buy a dawg for a buck, or lunch (dawg, chips & drink) for 2 dolla. Chips only or drinks only are fidy cent. I have already learned something. I was told to get some sodas to sell, so I picked some cola, diet cola and lemon-lime. My boss told be to put back the lemon-lime and get some grape and orange sodas. We sold out of the grape and orange sodas. Seems like black people like grape and orange. Who knew?? (<-- Not a racist statement, a marketing statement). My Cuban friend, Manuel has been teaching me to hawk the dawgs in Spanish, but I know he's trying to get me to insult the latinos (chingada tu madre, and I know that aint good!), but I know enough Spanish to sell perros caliente. Yes, I am an arrogant American. We are all having fun with this, so please, don't take anything seriously.

More to come...
As things happen, I'll be posting. Thanks for taking the time to read. You're opinions are welcome but if you have to start calling me names, don't bother, I won't read them. As my Dad says 'Opinions are like a**holes, everyone has one.'