I finished my CIS homework… for tonight anyway!
Now I’m off to read for HSP… only two more chapters for this week!
I finished my CIS homework… for tonight anyway!
Now I’m off to read for HSP… only two more chapters for this week!
In August of last year, my sick brother dropped off the face of the earth again.
At first, I didn’t worry too much; frankly this was normally behavior to me, at least as I remembered. The first few weeks I just wondered when he would call. Then after a month I wondered if he would call. When several months passed, I considered calling around to hospitals to see if he was admitted or even dead. Again, something I remember vividly from our past together.
Eventually my brother called me – from the hospital. It was now December, and he’d been admitted for congestive heart failure again. We chatted a bit, I told him I was glad he was okay, and then he promised to call me the next day when he was home from the hospital. That evening, the hospital released him. His wife took him home to the motel they were living in. They started to eat some dinner, when all of a sudden my brother collapsed. A blood clot had broken free from his lung and traveled up to his vein, blocking delivery of blood and oxygen to his heart and brain. He’d had a stroke.
Despite my brother insisting he was fine (not lucidly I might add), my sister-in-law took him to the hospital. She waited until the next morning to call me. He spent the next few days in the hospital getting his strength back. He has been in and out of the hospital a couple of times since then, as the doctors and nurses try to get his medication just right. Some days he is full of energy and funny as hell. And other days he is too tired to talk to me.
The doctors told him the give him about a year to live with his heart being the way it is. I guess the little guy is just tired. My brother seems to think he can defy the odds yet again – beat the heart rap like he beat the leukemia rap 10 years ago. I consider the fact that him and I are speaking now, 17 years later, as brother and sister- and I’m inclined to believe that seemingly impossible things can happen. Whatever his time, I will take it and learn acceptance and patience – acceptance of who he really is and patience of who he really is.
Time is all we have.
Jeff and I took ourselves on another trip to Saint Louis in January – exactly one year after we visited during an unexpected ice storm.
This trip the weather was nice but that was not the only difference. We got a chance to see a lot more people this time around – we visited our friends Gina and Kendra, as well as got the chance to meet Kendra’s new boyfriend (well new to us anyway – hee), Tom. We all sat and chatted over Ethiopian food at one of their fav restaurants, Meskerem, which was quite delicious. It is so odd to sit face to face with people you know but never get a chance to really converse with because you live miles and miles apart. Gina is absolutely adorable – as she always is – and I was so glad to catch up with her because it felt like ages since we’d had the chance. Kendra and Tom match each other so well. Tom has a wicked sense of humor that we just barely got the chance to enjoy and well Kendra – she’s as awesome as I knew she would be. It was a wonderful start to our weekend.

Afterward, we met up with my poodle, my faux boyfriend, my Michael and dear, sweet Scotty and had several drinks with them. Oh lordy, we had the best time just yammering away. I just wish I’d gotten the chance to hang out that night with Joseph, the real Princess as I’ve been told.

The next day we slept in – LOL. We both enjoy sleeping in so much when on vacation – I think it’s the curtains, or at least that’s what I’m claiming. Then we got our butts up and went shopping. We bought new clothes for that evening before heading out to meet up with our dear friends Jenny and Angela. Angela is our most favorite bartender ever! Both ladies are beautiful and we had fun hanging out with them at the local bar. We caught up with both of their lives before heading back to the hotel to change for our night out in St Louis.

Our friend Denise joined us for our final evening in St. Louis.

The three of us decided to check out a local swingers party and catch the action that night with folks looking for a good time. We all had a great time – dancing, drinking, hot tubbing – just fun folks who know how to relax and enjoy each other. We got some play time with Denise and didn’t end up back in our hotel until almost 5am.
For our final day in St Louis, we had breakfast with galpal Heather and her new boyfriend Kaysar – another cutie couple. Kaysar is high energy with something always to say – and well we love Heather – what a hottie!

We rounded out the trip with a final stop at Michael’s house before heading to the airport.
The biggest change from last year’s trip was the utter lack of drama. My god. What an effen difference – such a small change with such a significant impact. I recommend it to everyone – life is too fucking short to put up with drama of any kind.
And that would be the perfect ending to my story except I have the most amazing life partner in the world. He got us bumped up a class on the airplane ride home. Now normally this would mean first class BUT it just so happened that this leg was to be flown in a ginormous 777 plane – so we got bumped up to business class. Now I’ve flown first class on a normal-sized plane which is grand but this experience topped all other flights. It was as if we joined another world. Our seats reclined and did all but give us massages. We had our own movable TVs and tons of leg room. Plus they fed us and comped our drinks. I didn’t want to leave the plane it was such a fun ride.
I can’t wait until our next adventure!
Rest assured, dear reader. I am alive and well. I’m pretty freaking fabulous actually.
Just busy, busy, busy. School started again, and I’m taking two classes this semester. Work has been in-sane for the last month. Then, of course, there is the rest of life.
A few things I will post on in the near future:
- our trip in January to St. Louis
- my sick brother
- my new counseling class at school – way touchy-feely
- my online structured problem solving class and the huge amount of homework it requires
- some new friends
- my niece moving to California
- the kitties
- my cousin talking classes at Metro too
- my desire for a new car
Just a few things… toodles for now!