Saturday December 5, 2009 my brother died. I was prepared to go to his funeral and put up with his wife. To put up with all the craziness she can cause. But, there is always a but, she has decided to have him cremated and maybe a memorial service later on. Then later on spread his ashes over some fish spot he went fishing at all the time. How groce, remind me to ask where it is so I will never go there. Who wants to go to a place where human ashes are spread around. As far as a memorial service my brother was not a kind person and treated me like dirt. Don't think I could sit and hear how good a person he was when he was not. As far as loving him I did, I just didn't like him went he was mean. He always treated women as second class people. So there I said my peace.

It December already, where did 2009 go. Thanksgiving has come & gone one daughter is happy, one is mad at us. I'm too old to split my self into to please both. Right now I just want to run away from all the stress it causes. For all who are wondering, Christmas will be at my house girls. Call & we can plan everything.

Surgery went great , no extra craving for the Doctor. Girl's your dad is out of commission for about 4 weeks . No driving, no hand writing & no fishing. That last one is a killer for him, well I guess he can go stare at the water - no fun. If he will just obey the Doctor, no extra emergences like last year will happen. one day down 23 to go, it will seem like 40 for him.

Enough Already

The last two days have been so stressed with Milton getting thing ready for his surgery on his left shoulder. And then he screamed at me for not putting gas in the car. It made me fell that I can never do anything right to please him. I just hate felling like a stupid idiot. You know if I just disappeared he would be happy.
The Post Office has just be so stressful lately with all the cuts, people telling you to just get rid of mail service. Try 700,000 unemployed Postal workers - You could just about distroy America by putting that many people out of work at one time. The media just needs to shut up, they have no ideal how hard this job is. Standing on you feet for long hours casing mail for 500 or more residents & businesses. Then putting on a smile to go & deliver it, just to be cused out if you get a letter in the wrong box. You want to tell them to just get a life & shut up because I'm not a machine you moron. Then someone puts they're garbage can in front of the box- like I can get to it. Cheapest postal rate in the world & they still complain about the price. It is worth every cent of it because of what we go through.
And in the middle of all this the dog was sick, what a week & it's only Tuesday - 4 more days to go.

Well it's October 31 st, the lights are out and No trick or treaters. I just hate this holiday. At the Post Office today you would think a party was going on with all the assories people were wearing. Red horns on they'er head etc. Enough candy to rout your teeth out too. When I findly got out on the route kids were everywhere in costums and yards had tumbstones and ghost in them, yuk.

Fish

I just found these fish that swim around at the bottom of my blog, hope you like them. They will follow your mouse as you move it .