My adorable husband, the eternal prankster

      

MM900178208My sweet, adorable, totally innocent-looking husband is getting a reputation, since mom moved in. He cannot seem to help himself when it comes to her.

This afternoon, mom was frantically looking for her misplaced makeup when Barry gets the bright idea to hand her a few Sharpies. He asked what color she wanted. She took them all.

Of course she was not wearing her glasses. I walked into the bathroom just in time to stop her. She was about to line her lips with a red Sharpie.

What a sight she would have been at church. I believe if she could have gotten a hand on Barry, he might have been in a wee-bit of trouble.

 

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Happy Anniversary, Honey!

You swooped down and swept me off my feet;
Since day one you let me know I am loved and
made it your goal to make my dreams come true;

When life reared it’s ugly head and knocked us both on our tails;
As times got tough, and we were not sure what to do;
You stood firm by my side letting me draw from your
strength;

I haven’t a clue what I did to deserve you;
but I thank the Good Lord daily, that you are in my life;
I want you to know I love you more everyday;
I do not know what I would do without you;

Thank you, Barry, thank you;
for being the light in my life.

I’m not a poet by any means and I know I broke every rule out there on poetry, but I wanted to tell Barry how I felt.

Lab-rat Syndrome

Ever feel like a lab rat? Let someone diagnose you with a rare genetic disorder and then try to find a doctor that is not afraid to treat you!

I have two neurologist arguing over who is supposed to do what. A third stated it was exciting to have someone like me in the office and then proceeded to tell me how lucky I was to be under his care because he is so good!

And yet, here I sit. I’ve been trying, since last Thursday, to reach a doctor to discuss some changes I am experiencing.

I’m in pain, my speech is slurring, at times,  to the point of not being able to understand a thing I say and can’t manage to find someone in this doctor’s office that can read a message correctly or it could be the message taker.

Every referral source I checked said I am seeing the doctor’s I need to see. I see them about every four months, but if you need anything in between those visits, FORGET IT! The “premier specialist” dealing with my problem is located in Cleveland, Ohio. Long ride, even every four months.

Forgive my poor pitiful me moment, please! I’m just a smidge agitated at the moment. I feel so bad and cannot get any relief. Maybe I’ll fly to Cleveland over night and surprise that specialist first thing in the morning. Have a great day, everyone!