I've been sitting here online for a bout an hour, sorting through my emails, visiting blogs, with Bugs Bunny and Elmer Fudd in the background. All of a sudden I hear lots of kissing and smacking sounds, I look over and my boy is sitting with the "puppy" (Romeo will be three is a few weeks) and he is holding the dogs face in his hands and kissing him all over his smouched muzzle!!!!! The look on Romy's face was priceless!!! All sweet and loving accepting the love from his boy!

On Monday the 13th my Mom had to go back into the hospital. Her lungs were filled with fluid and she had a horrible cough. They started intravenous antibiotics to help her heal from pneumonia and bronchitis. The killer was her primary doctor was out of town, and her cardiologist did not want to admit her under his care. So basically she had no doctor to ask questions, or get any help from. Finally a doctor at the hospital took her under his wing and would come up and visit her, answer any questions and fill out her chart. She was released on Friday and is feeling better. That poor woman has been through so much in the last few months, I feel so bad for her. I went and made her my turkey soup, made sure she had all her prescriptions filled and helped her around the house. She is so funny, she had alittle list of things she needed to get done, so I made sure all were finished before I went home. I feel like I have been going nonstop for months now........................................................................ We have a winter blues bash dinner tonight, buffet dinner, open bar with a DJ. I am so looking forward to just cutting loose, dancing and laughing with my friends. I have a new outfit that I bought at a store closing in Jan.......so that part is taken care of!

OMG! What a cluster fuck of a week!!!!!! Last Tuesday at about 6:50am I got a call from my Dad. My mom has had another heart attack and is in the hospital. He sounded horrible and I could barely understand what he was saying, but I did make that out. I rushed up to the hospital and she was just getting ready to be taken for an angeogram. She was still in alot of pain and I should of never even bothered to put on my mascara as it was cried off my face.......They give you a cell phone to let you know when the procedures are done and the outcome. So we waited and then got the call. No blocked arteries, must be stress. This news caused an avalanche of blame......My sister being upset at my father, he has been pretty miserable, which is understandable. So here we are in the waiting room, talking and finger pointing indirectly happening, I am just silent, I can not take much more, I just cry..........I have not idea how it happened, I went to two appointments with my Dad, on two different days, spent hours at the hospital with my Mom but was still able to get in 40 hours at the flower shop, we are trying to get ready for Valentine's Day. They put in a defibulator/pacemaker and sent her home on Friday. She did well until Sat night and then got very sick, puking with dry heaves.....I felt like it was a reaction from the anesthesia, but could not get any meds to help her. Her cardiologist wanted her to go back to the hospital???? OK, lets see, I can get you a prescription for some meds, or have her go back in?? Yeah, go back in??? I was furious!!!!!! The doctor on call was at Chuckie Cheese when I he called my cell!!!!!! He was yelling at his kid, CHELSEA YOU HAVE TO WAIT YOUR TURN!!!!! Kids were screaming and yelling in the background, I thought it was some kind of dream.......My mom is now feeling better, she was able to keep down some soup last night. I now have two days of rose hell on my hands with Valentine's Day tomorrow. But I hope she gets the orders she needs to get rid of her 6000 (Six thousand!!!) roses!!!!!!! Please send prayers and good thoughts for me and my family at this time, we need it!