Terri & Connie . . . THANK YOU for all the comforting words. Gives me hope for the future -- in THIS world, anyway. THANK
GOD that mine & Neil's future in the next world is secure ! ! !
Neil is feeling stronger and a little more connect these days. He now spends the day running around in his power chair, getting under foot, thinking up projects & activities that distract from and complicate his care, and cause more work for everyone. I'm glad he's getting some mental exercise, but I tell you - he's wearing me OUT with all his mental and physical leaping around from one place to another. His new thing is he wants to be jumping in the car every five minutes & getting people to take him places. And he's not satisfied with 6 to 10 trips to his medical procedures every week. He also wants to take a long ride afterwards with little incidental stops along the way & THEN treating everyone to a big meal in a restaurant, which involves four big people & two big wheelchairs crammed into his little SUV, with all the associated loading & unloading & reloading at every destination. He's like a big ole giant FLEA -- not really causing any real harm, but just irritating enough to make you wanna go
jump in the lake! Poor Michelle bears the brunt of this, driving & providing the physical labor. She's teaching Joe how to help her. They are being good sports about it, but you better believe they ARE looking forward to getting out of Dodge when his school starts on the 24th in Sarasota. When Neil starts all that disjointed jumping from one thing to another, Michelle makes me smile by doing her best George W. Bush drawl, "My fellow Americans, I come to you today to .... oh, LOOK ... a KITTY ! " ROFL ! ! !
... Jumping in the lake now ... mmm ... AAHHHH ... lying back in a giant tractor tube, floating around in deep, cool green water ... a thermal jug of iced tea tucked in beside me ...watching the changing cloud pictures ... Grilled Lemon Herb Chicken and a big tub of Mediterranean Garbanzo Salad waiting in the cooler on shore.... ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

Michelle & Joe were home today to babysit, so I marinated & grilled both Mojo and Chipotle Lime chicken breasts for lunch. That's what I ate with some thinned down corn chowder & broccoli. I made rice for Joe. Michelle is on a kick of eating only Ramen noodles. YUCK -- so much fat & salt. I despair for my children's health. Both of them live on sugary Mt. Dew and AMP energy drinks and both of them have more than 100 pounds to lose.
After lunch I shut myself in my room & watched
Nights in Rodanthe on Netflix DVD this afternoon. I enjoyed it, but I warn you not to watch it if you are prone to getting depressed. The end was very shocking. I had myself a good long cry, fell asleep & woke up with my man and my dog curled up in bed beside me. It's rare for Her Majesty the Princess to grace me with her royal presence like that. It's almost as if she sensed my mood and wanted to comfort me. Now my eyes are burning, my head hurts & my sinuses feel like they are permanently clogged up from all that crying, but emotionally I feel better & my body is refreshed from the nap.
TTYL -- Loves, Gwen