Flare

Is it rotten that I am glad to have a circle of friends who not only understands my pain, but (on this particular weekend at any rate) actually felt it too? Big ol' fibro-flare all around. This latest storm must have been messing with the barometric pressure, because I heard many of my fibromyalgia friends also were curled up in bed in pain this weekend. Bugger!

Looking forward to brighter days: tomorrow, Teagan is coming over to play and if I feel well enough, I'll go out to Whidbey again on Tuesday with mom to play with Dante. And last night I had a text from Van and Kenyan asking when they can come spend the night, so we'll have to get them on the calendar too. I don't have time for the pain!!!

Memorial Day

Seriously~Teag just cannot admit that she is a 3 month old baby! I mean, don't 3 month olds usually just lay about like a lump of meat??? Not this girl! She's even using toys that much older babies usually use~like those spin-about-walkers. Of course, we had to put a pillow beneath her as her legs were too short to reach the floor.

But you've never seen a baby work sooooo hard at trying to reach that blue ring. And once she got it she did not let go! Victory is sweet, my friends.

And she is trying soooooo hard to talk. Of course, having the hiccups makes it hard for anyone to talk....

We enjoyed the long weekend~like it makes any difference to me: "cripple" that I am! ;-) I had yet another stupid flare-up this whole weekend & yesterday was a bit miserable for me. Lovely weather; I was freezing. Good conversations; I kept messing up my words (not much clearer than Teagan!). And in pain from my skin into my bones. But I still enjoyed dinner at my sister's with her hubby, baby & friends. How can you not enjoy that?!?!

Mom & I came home & I was in bed before 9 and managed to sleep for 12 hours and woke feeling much better (comparitively speaking).

Yup~that's me: exciting life. Hope you didn't fall asleep from sheer boredom just reading this!

Aren't They Cute

It's taken a year and a half, but Marie & Gyspy have finally warmed up to each other. I think it was the trauma of being uprooted from the sun & fun of SoCal to the cooler climate of the Pacific Northwest. ;-) Poor babies. (Yeah, right!)

Marie has adapted fairly well....

....but I think Gypsy misses her big SoCal backyard!

This is NOT the same....

as this!!!

If these cats weren't soooo spoiled, I might be tempted to feel sorry for them...but...no dice!








PS~Yeah, if you're wondering, I am still in pain...major flare up this week. Bummer...especially for me!