Updates and Rick Springfield

Oh, how I love the Rick Springfield music. "You know I've got my walls. Sally calls them prison cells..." How it's getting me through. Used to be Lionel Ritchie---Dancing on the Ceiling but for some reason I have a hard time listening to him right now---has to do with that time between August and May.

My cousin, "Maggie's" daughter had the Rick album. She used to keep music going ALL the time. 24 hours almost. I'd have to go to sleep to music playing sometimes and wake up to it when I'd visit in KY. I loved the place my mom was from, Harlan. Loved it. Unique, beautiful place.

My Mix 107.7 on my clock radio is being overshadowed by a country station, and I love Mix.

Not sure that the people there understand what is going on--I sent them an email.

I have an interview with a neighboring district Monday. I have several things to insert here or in other places. Things I wrote out on paper while at the Mall for the bathtub remodeling company.

I have a great family for the most part. It's not a lot but I have great people on my dad's side. Great people. I went to visit my aunt Rosie this morning--she's 87, and a cousin was there. He has such a Great sense of humor. He's great. I said I'd be better off to not have a degree and he said, "No you wouldn't. It's something that no one can take from you." That is right. That is right but the things that want you to have a degree anymore aren't worth a lot for the most part. It's all about having the right degree for the right thing. The right degree for the right thing. That's what it's all about.

I have my interview at 10 am Monday. And I'll act like Everything Is Fine, Fine, Fine, Fine, Fine.

Everything is fine.

How horrible it is. Horrible.

I do have about $4,000 in the bank I borrowed off a credit cards and when the money is gone from the credit card, I can only hope to pay it back someday. Someday, I'd like to Overpay all the places I can't pay right now---and them have to give me a check back. Someday.

I've thought about somehow getting a Colonscopy drive going with Tony Snow's family, Katie Couric and Robert Foxworth---like Everyone make an appointment to get a Colonoscopy on a certain day---for the Colonoscopy centers to be flooded with phone calls for an appointment on a certain day. Something to do with Colon Cancer. I've wanted to write to Tony Snow's family. He and my mom died on the same day but years apart. I don't know how to get in touch with people and have anyone pay attention to what I say, though. I sent people info about an educational atrocity involving teachers and No Child Left Behind but heard nothing. Maybe it had to do with the way I was from August till May.

I haven't said alot about "Maggie" but her daughter is the one who left the cats, SkipperKee and her husband and moved in with a guy she knew for five seconds. Her daughter and I were on the "outs" before she left everything (mainly about "Maggie" and where "Maggie" should be living). I have resented her abandoning the cats and dog since she did in 2005. "Maggie" had a stroke or TIAs in 2002. She had a car acciddent first and was at the hospital and sent home in a taxie, not remembering what happened in the car accident. Then friends went to check on her and they found her in a very bad condition. She went back to the hospital, and my cousin and I were on our way to Louisville. She had lain in the ER for over 24 hours with little to no attention. The hospital she was at didn't pick up that she had a stroke. She went in for a long nap, basically.

Well, she can walk but her mental capabilities are not what they used to be and she has become incontinent. She wears protective things but doesn't realize when she has gone. Her, as she calls them "diapers" become full and leak and she has no idea. It's so sad. So sad. I wish so much she was as she was in that video I made before my mom died.

Just thought I'd share---it is ever in my awareness.

But she's hopefully going to be moving in---we can be a help to each other I guess. Mrs. E has been helping me pick up my house and move everyting I can into the attic.

I am going to have to tell about my eyes meeting the eyes of a guy the other day. I think he's from Michigan. I don't know who he is---if it had just been him instead of being with a group, I think he would have joined me at my table at a Subway (not the one I can't work at till Iknow it's all I can do). I'll tell more later. I wrote out things but may have to change the form as I write it in here. There's a totally different "tone" in the paper version.