Dear Diary Saturday...

Thanks to my beautiful friend, Connie, my morning started out perfectly....with tears, with happiness, and with immense joy....and a HUGE "I TOLD YOU SO!"....she will explain more to you later....

Well, took two of the ten kitties into the vet....both Boogie Monster and Sheba the Queen were in perfect health, other than a little tartar. They received all of their shots and I will be starting them BOTH on a regular tooth cleaning habit including a tooth brush....I am just thrilled over the prospects of losing all of my fingers, having my hands scratched to pieces, and having several veins opened up because of this. Oh, what we do for love.... I then went and did some shopping, typical Saturday stuff, came home and crashed on the couch for about 15 minutes and woke up with the WORST migraine I have had in awhile. Guess what caused it? Yep, I am now the happy addict to caffeine!! I did not have any caffeine today, and this is what it has caused. Again, I can not begin to express how thrilled I am.....

Okay, because Dylan asked: When I worked at First Health in Customer Service, we had a large meeting regarding "how to be the happy, chipper, customer service representative." It basically was the most unnerving meeting I ever sat through because we had to watch a video and, to sum it up, they wanted us to paste a "happy face" on our monitors are work so every time we answered the phone, we would see the happy face and we would be happy people. So, they send us all back to our desks after watching the cult-like video, with a packet to read...and low and behold, in the back of the packet is that horrible, wretched HAPPY FACE we are to cut out and paste to our monitors. Well, I cut it out, made about 40 copies, colored each and every one of them with demonic eyes, horns, horrible mouths, then cut out individuals arms and hands with a single finger salute sticking out, made backs for them so that they would be sturdy, and taped each one to every one's cubie wall so that it stuck out so when you walked down the aisle you would see these "happy customer service" faces saluting you. Well, the whole aisle thought it was a great idea, we had a wonderful time doing it UNTIL the Vice President came walking down the aisle, saw the little demons, and knew exactly who had done it and I got called into his office over it. The demons did not come down, but he was not happy with me.

Dear Diary Friday....

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!!

Dear Diary Tuesday....

It was a hard day, for many a reason, and not one of them was because of work. I made it through an evening of being with my sister, and it was "okay". With the many, many different emotional issues I have had to deal with in the last year, and with the coming of Valentine's Day, I have had a chance to ponder the many wonderful individuals that are a part of my life...my friends. I don't know what I have done to deserve them, but I thank my Gods and my Goddesses every moment for what they have brought to my life...the friends that are a part of my life now and the ones that were a part of my life in the past. One of the things I appreciate the most is the laughter that I can find when it comes to past relationships. I have discovered that a few of my past relationships were based completely on lies, well, maybe not completely on lies, but fairly close. I have discovered that some of my part relationships did immense, but not unrepairable, damage to long held friendships. For all of the misadventures I have discovered, to my own delight, they have only made me a stronger person, a better friend. I actually thank those people for the lessons that they have taught me and for helping me strengthen my friendships. For their immature and evil ways, I have become a better person. Funny how the universe works....a few years ago I would have been filled with hate and vengance....now I am just thankful.

And with Valentine's still in mind, I want to express how thankful I am for Dylan...he has guided and taught me so many things...the most important of those is that I am worth being loved, I am a beautiful woman, I don't have to be filled with hate to be strong, and that I have the patience of a saint.

And thank you to those individuals over the last year who have let me share in their joys, their disappointments, their happiness, and their pain. And thank you to those that have come to me, have felt comfortable with their concerns, have given me their honesty, and have faced the wrath of "Lorene" and have still walked away as friends....for those are the individuals who will always be my friend, for they know who I am.....

Dear Diary Sunday...

It was a nice day....just as planned. The folks and I got up and went to breakfast. We then decided to go to the new Barnes and Nobles, however, they do not open until noon.....so we went to Lowe's. I am going to be painting my room this year and have decided on doing it in two colors....a light creamy taupe up top and then sponging on an antique red near the bottom....so I needed to pick up some paint colors and some ideas, and I also picked up some starter kits to get my plants going for this year. We then headed to Wal Mart to get some grocery shopping done. By the time we finished with all of that, my dad was exhausted and it still was not noon, so we decided to just come home.

Speaking of my father, yesterday, in the middle of my cleaning chaos, he turns to me and says.."Honey, will you call mama's eye doctor because I can no longer see out of my left eye..." so casual....and I FLIPPED! Well, come to find out, that he has been losing sight in his one eye very gradually, kind of a graying, hazy mist...I am sure it is a cataract, so I will be contacting the same surgeon that did my mother's eye tomorrow. I just could not believe that he was so casual about it, so non-excitable. Thank the Gods and Goddesses that I have parents like these to teach me patience.

Have I told you lately how excited I am about going to Las Vegas at the end of this month?? Five days with the man of my dreams, in a petite suite at the Treasure Island, with nothing planned other than us shopping, eating, and relaxing. Poor Dylan has really needed a vacation like this. About once per year, he gets "antsy" and needs to get away and regain his energy, and this is the time of year that he is at his worst!!!

Monday-Silver; Tuesday-White; Wednesday-Yellow; Thursday-White(yes, twice in one week); Friday-Rose; Saturday-Gray; Sunday-Gold.