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Musings from Monday to Titty Thursday-Sorry no sex
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Musings from Monday to Titty Thursday-Sorry no sex I apologize to those of you who are just here for the sex. I haven’t had any to report since Sunday and won’t see the Cub again until Friday. That is assuming that my period cooperates and stops by then. Yep it’s that time of the month for me, joy, joy. Hormonal changes are a bitch! I feel like shit, had a headache from hell yesterday and woke up with a face full of pimples. Uhhh. I have found a cure to my Monday blues. I schedule my monthly sometimes bi-monthly massage appointments for 11am on Monday mornings. Why at 11am? That forces me to get out of bed before noon. Don’t laugh most days I’m asleep until 1pm. Of course I don’t go to sleep until 3-5am, get up between 6-7am to deal with dogs/ and then go back to sleep from 8-9am until 1-2pm. This interrupted sleep schedule of only getting to sleep for 4-6 hours at a time is really bad for me. I’m not getting the REM sleep I need because I have a sleeping disorder that involved abnormal limb movements, sleep apnea and difficulty reaching REM sleep. The sleep apnea was fixed with surgeries but the other 2 I’m stuck with. I need 8-10 hours of continuous sleep to really be rested. I’m trying to adjust my sleep schedule back to normal. Now that I have Lil Bit back I have to be up at 6am every weekday. This screwy sleep schedule has a lot of unintended consequences, like making me feel very unproductive. When you don’t get up until 1 or 2pm there isn’t much time left in the normal work day to get phone calls and errands done. I’ve got to get back on a more regular sleep schedule. It was really nice to get my Monday off to a good start. Lil Bit got the scab off her ear and we determined she didn’t need to see a Dr. about it. I also started a Zumba class on Monday. I’ve wanted to try it for months but the nearest class is a 15-20 minute drive and I knew I wouldn’t do it regularly. My hair dresser is teaching this class just 3 blocks from the house. I had a blast sweating my ass off dance like the naughty girl I am. It certainly made me realize how out of shape I am and how much more I need to shake my ass or I’m going to lose my pole dancing mojo. No self- respecting MILF, Cougar or Queen of the Pygmy Fuckbeasts wants that! Tuesday was not a good day. On top of that I got the quotes back from a couple of the pet movers I had been talking to and working with to get an idea of whether that was a viable option for us. It isn’t. The pet movers want $10K-$15K to move our 2 Great Danes and a parrot. That is an insane amount of money. We knew it was going to be very expensive to move the Danes but not that much. Lots more research is going to be required to get them over there ourselves at a better price. These movers wanted more than $1000 for each crate and over $6000 in air freight. I’ve been able to find crates for about $600 so far and Delta lists their air freight for live animals as less than a $1000. I’m going to have to bite the<b> bullet </font></b>and call the military vet and point of departure to get some straight answers on our options. I hate talking to anyone military because I am totally ignorant of so many of the nuances. I can’t tell you how frustrated I get trying to figure out what all the acronyms mean so that I can decipher a damn answer to a question. I texted my Viking on the verge of crying in frustration and feeling overwhelmed. He finally got me calmed down and assured me that we would find a way to get the animals to Italy and that he trusted me to do the right thing by Honey. I finally got an appointment for Honey to go get checked out by the local vet. Honey is the Viking’s 15 year old white German shepherd. She is a sweet heart of a and his pride and joy. She loves everyone and is the ultimate guarder. She sleeps outside the door or on the side of the bed where I’m at. She’s even taught my younger Dane to pick up her guard duties. If she is in another room sleeping Buster will come in to take her normal guard spot. She extremely smart and has learned to compensate for some of the physical issues she’s having. While I was gone to Italy in May, towards the end of the trip our pet sitter noticed Honey was walking funny and having issues with her back legs giving out on her. She didn’t want to alarm me while I was gone but told me about it on the way home from the airport. When I got home I immediately saw the changes and figured Honey had a stroke while I was gone. Her right side was down tilted and she was very unsteady on her feet. Over the next few weeks her mobility improved as her hearing deteriorated until she was completely deaf. The interesting thing was with the hearing loss she seemed to return to a perpetual state of puppy-hood. She started chasing cats with Buster in the backyard. She became much more vocal in her desires. She got much more playful with me and initiated lots more loves and rubs. My younger Dane taught her to “flea bite” to show affection, not pleasant since she is missing parts of her front teeth and can’t hear you telling her to be easy or stop…lol...Her skin issues seemed to be under control. She has no bald patches or open wounds. I was very happy to see her doing so well. We had discussed the high probability of me having to deal with putting down several dogs while the Viking is gone. Honey is 15, Biscuit is 12 and Merlin is 11. We’re pretty sure they aren’t all going to survive to make the move but I want to keep them all home and happy as long as possible. I was also pissed that I had to miss my 2nd class of Zumba sitting around the vet office. I have another class tomorrow and I’m really looking forward to it. Lil Bit had wanted to do it with me but they have to be 13. She was very upset and so was I because she was motivated to clean her room for the chance to do Zumba a couple of times a week with me. I’m going to have to find something else she & I can do together as she really seems to need more one on one time with me. Then sometime this weekend, I woke up to strange noises in the house. I knew it wasn’t anything bad because none of the 4 dogs were barking or upset. I found Honey stumbling her way to the kitchen for water and back to her bed. She fell several times and was obviously very disoriented. We watched her closely but for several days there just didn’t seem to be much improvement. She is still ambulatory and seemed in decent spirits so I wasn’t ready to let her go but I felt it was time to get the vets involved in case we were missing something or my diagnosis was wrong. We sat in the vet’s office waiting to see him for almost 3 hours. We finally saw the vet for all of 15 minutes to confirm exactly what I thought was happening. She has a heart valve issue that is probably causing clots to form and break away. She has already had several strokes and will continue having them until she unable to move or they kill her. He gave us some meds to help keep her comfortable but there really isn’t anything else we can do. I joke that we have a geriatric home for giant dogs and it looks like one of our favorites is saying her goodbyes. My Viking had me dying laughing with another recent mishap. In his last care package he asked me to get him several photo frames. He wanted to put several pics of us in his office and a few in his room. The ones for his office are our Mr. & Mrs. Smith and him carrying me from our engagement photo shoot. The ones he wanted for his room were me partially or completely naked. I didn’t have time to get the photos printed for him but he said he could do it there. He sent the photos to the printer and didn’t think anything of it when they didn’t print he just went back and reprinted them. A little later his closest co-worker (who I met in Italy) comes in a drops a few sheets of paper on his desk. He said he had the most embarrassed expression on his face when he said; “I found these and thought you might want them.” My Viking looked down to see me in all my naked glory. Apparently, the original printer he sent the documents to was in another building. Several of his co-workers got an eyeful and his co-worker just happened to come in and recognize who it was. I was LMAO and teasing him about if he wanted to share my naked photos I could make X-rated Christmas cards for him and all his co-workers…lol…He says he gets lots of questions and compliments on the pics in his office. I told him he needs to add a pic of my and one of my GF’s and him with another woman so he can really fuck with people. “Oh you like the photos. Thanks. Yep these are of me & my wife, that one’s my wife and her GF and this one is my GF.”ROFLMAO. He didn’t seem to think it would be as funny in reality as it is in my head. We get to talk everyday sometimes more than once and I swear hearing his voice keeps me sane. We still have our marathon chat and email sessions on top of the phone time. We are both constantly making new discoveries about ourselves or our relationship. I don’t know how people do nor did it without this kind of communications. I need to record another chapter for him and write tomorrows note. I’m reading him a book because he says he likes listening to me before he goes to sleep. How could I not? I have to tell you it feels very strange reading out loud to my computer. It takes so much longer to read out loud than it does the read to myself. I sent him his copy of the “Opening Up” book that we were reading and discussing together before he left so we can start doing that again. He isn’t as busy with work as he expected to be. He’s working out so much every time I see him on the cam his body is bigger. The resolution on cam is terrible so I can only imagine how buff he is in person. I’m looking forward to going back to Zumba tomorrow. I’m just sore enough that I want to keep it up to make a difference. I know if I feel it for long enough then I will see results sooner. I intend to be in the best shape of my life before my Viking steps off the plane looking like Capt. America! Especially since he is doubly determined to have me barefoot and pregnant by the time we move. I want to be in great shape to make this baby as easy as possible and so I know what kind of shape I can return to. I’m down to 142 lbs and I’m hopeful that after this 5 weeks of Zumba I’ll be able to see a difference. I hope ya’ll are having a great week. Take care and love each other well! Kisses, LA  Kisses, LA    |
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Sorry about your dogs. Kisses
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8/17/2012 12:35 am |
I'm sorry to hear about your dogs. It must be hard having to make the tough decisions, but I wish you the best.
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So he's going to come home looking like Captain America, I assume that means you want to look like Sharon Carter? I'm a comic geek she was Caps GF for a while at least in the comics.
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...going to lose my pole dancing mojo. No, no... we can't have that happening now can we? Lol  So sorry to hear about your dog's health problems, and the excessive cost of their trip to Italy. Sounds overly expensive to me? Do check into the military rates, as they might be much cheaper, although the the bureaucracy of getting it done may be costly as well! Lol Haha! In the future, have your Viking do the photo printing at home!  Thoughts from the Garden...
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