Happy November

So my mom and Mrs. P have been friends for like 40 years. Best friends. The P's and my parents were best friends for ever. Went to the same church, my mom and her taught Cradle Roll together forever. A year or so ago she was diagnosed with lung cancer, got treated, and hoped that it was gone. Of course, lots of praying in the mean time. But the doctors wouldn't totally say it was gone. So now, they found it again, and it has spread. My mom was talking to me yesterday about it, said that Jean was worried because her chemo was going to cost like $6000 a month and there was no way she could afford that. So she was going to pray that if doing the chemo was the right thing, that god would provide. So later that day she got a call from the insurance company telling her her co-pay was going to be only $5 a month. This of course was recieved with much thanking of god and praising the good Lord for working a miracle.

My question is, you know, if god was really in charge of the miracles, why wouldn't he just spare you of the cancer in the first place?

Just a question.

Anyhow, I'm glad she will have her meds paid for. I hope she will get better. And if believing in Santa Claus helps her get through this, well, then more power to her. Who am I to tell a cancer victim that their prayers just hit the ceiling?

Went to lunch with Jill yesterday. It was really nice. Caught up with her on facebook. She is doing so well. We talked about alumni. It just cracks me up how people treated her back in April at alumni. People that made every waking moment of her high school experience, all 4 years, a living hell - are like "Hey Jill! Oh my god, so glad to see you", want to sit by her, all interested in her life now, all playing nice nice. Now that she has money, and success, a hot car - everything in life that the world considers success - she has. So different from what was her reality in high school. A living hell, with not one friend, and everyday people torturing her. She works for Richmond American Homes, who control 35% of the housing market here, is Vice President of the division in Scottsdale, sells land to huge huge sub-divisions. Is her own boss, and just got an award yesterday for not only being the youngest vice president at 39 years old, but also the first female. She drive a hot little sports car. She is attractive, still has a nice hot little body. And she is happy. Has a wonderful husband and life is good. I am SO happy for her. I remember high school. I saw it happening, couldn't stop it, but I also chose not to take part in it. She said I was one of the very few people in high school that she considered a friend. I am so happy for her. At alumni Colleen, who wouldn't give Jill the time of day in high school, much less be seen with her, was all up in her business, so interested, so "into" Jill now. She kept quizzing her about her life. Wouldn't let me talk to Jill at all. Its like "Jill's life can't possibly be better than mine, I have to find something wrong with it." Colleen was so pretentious too. She could barely stand sitting at the same table as me. Its like, you know, 20 years after high school your big career move is to work for Starbuck's selling cups of coffee making 8 bucks an hour. And you are looking down at anyone? She just hasn't progressed very much from high school. I almost expected to see a Karmex container at her side at all times. And Colleen wasn't the only one. All of these people, that were so mean to her, looked down on her, treated her so badly - she is doing so much better than all of them.

The best revenge is living well I guess.

Halloween went well. Trick or treating was great, as always. The kids were so cute. Loida actually came over to see me that day. I wasn't home, the kids had her come inside and visited for awhile. It was Jazmin's birthday, and apparently all she wanted to do for her birthday was to come to our house. Ahhhh............
I haven't talked to Loida for a year and a half. I miss her. Maybe things will finally get better between us.

We got a hot water heater. Royce is in the process of hooking it up. We haven't have hot water for god knows how long. Finally, little by little, things are getting better for us. We are going to fix the front and back doors in a week or so.
Baby steps.

Watched TROY last night. I had never seen it. My god, is that boy fine. Love my Brad Pitt. A little violent, but the hotness surpassed any negativity from the bloodshed. Great story too. Yeah, one of those stories I was never taught during my great adventist education. The whole Helena of Troy, yeah, didn't know she was the face that launched a thousand ships. Didn't realize it was the same story with the big Trojan horse. Didn't know it was Greek mythology, probably didn't actually happen. Yeah, didn't know any of that.

But I know that Ellen White and the Kelloggs cereal guy were some how related.
Yeah, that kinda information is really gonna get me far in the real world.
Thanks Thunderbird. Money well spent.

I totally found Hal Stephens on Facebook. Found him from your page Steph. I wrote to him, he wrote back, its so weird. Its been 20 years since I have talked to him. he is doing a lot of music. Actually is really really good. Here is the link to the songs on his MySpace.
http://www.myspace.com/stillroadmusic

I love reconnecting. With good people.

Syd's camera is working, and now we have internet, and so I am going to attempt to take some pictures today and post them. Pics of the house, the kids, etc.

I got Syd a little "emergency bag" for her locker at school. She will be 15 on the 17th of this month. She hasn't started yet. She is going to any minute. I don't want her to be at school, totally unprepared. It can be devastating enough when it first happens even if you are prepared. I just want her to be ok. So I bought a little make-up bag and put in it 6 little pads, some little wipes, a new pair of undies, and a bottle of Motrin. I also got a pair of pants to keep in her locker. She is totally uncomfortable with the whole thing, just wants to forget it and act like it will never happen. My precious little Syd. Its almost time.

Well, I best be getting the house cleaned. Am cleaning my bedroom today. It is a biohazard zone at this point. Bought new sheets, a new comforter, am going to put curtains up in front of the closet, the doors came off. Am going to rearrange and make it look nice in there. Everything will be matching too. The walls are purple and red, and everything I got is maroon. Got to make our love nest a pretty place.

Namaste and Happy November