Eczema sucks!

I have eczema which if you don't know is a skin conditon that leaves red ichy spots on the body.  My trouble zone is on the inside of my thigh.  When I get stressed out it gets wrose so I try to countrol my stress levels.

one thing that works the best for soothing it is a long warm bath with Oatmeal in the water.  Our apartment doesn't have a tub so instead I use speical lotions desinged for eczema it helps  some but it still itches like Hell.  I also wear boxerbriefs under my pants so that the seam of my pants don't rub on it.

If any one else has eczema I hope this helps

Clay Matthews sweepstakes

There is a sweepstakes to meet Clay Matthews all you have to do is take a picture and put it on twitter with the hastag #hairlikeclay I want to win it but my husband won't wear a wig so...
I am going to do it myself and a friend at work we have the twitter message worked out now all we need is the wig. 

Being a Packer fan is helping mend fences kind of...

At work I have been having some problems with one of the guys I work with.  We got a new boss who wants things done diffrently and I was telling my coworker how the boss wanted it done.  after spending an hour trying to get him to under stand the new way and telling him he also couldn't take up the whole alse this guy snaps one me about how I am not his Fing boss, and to quit treating him like a child.

Truth is I wasn't treating him any diffrent then I treat any of my other coworks.  I know I am kind of boss so I backed off and lisened to an good half-hour of how I am a Fing this and that.  Bad thing for him our overnight Assistan manager happend to be in the back too and heard his rant. 

After a talk with the boss he apolgized and I was ready to forget and forgive.  That is untill the next night. 
He was working in the back again and when I caught him doing the job wrong and, in a maner that actualy hurts the count that we are suppost to be doing.  Instead of talking to him and setting him off again I went to the boss.  the Boss went over and asked him how is he doing the job, my coworker LIED.  I hate that if you don't want to do the job right just say so but don't lie and make everyone who works with you look bad.
the boss had me check the bin which means that the boss knew that the other work was lieing. 

thats the past. now for the fence fixing.

He was holding a Dolphins rug at the time clock and was talking loudly about not knowing what he was going to do with it.

I half jokingly said "Burn it!"
Mike (his name has been changed) "Just because the Gaints took out your Packers."

"Did your Dolphins even make the Playoffs?"
"We won the last game."

"That's not what I asked." I laughed,
"Yeah yeah your right"

"15-2 is a great record no one else has that this year.  How many did you lose?"
"Hey we took your coach."

"You needed out coach."
 it went on and we puched out and contiuned to talk football I know I am in a better place after this talk but it will be interesting to see how working out together ends up.  He is still not doing the job right and I am still having to fix it for him. 

Crazy Idea!

Any one who has read this blog probably already knows I am a Green Bay Packers fan.  I am also a Clay Matthews fan.  I find him incredibly hot no use in denying it.  When I saw that he did a PSA for Cure Duchenne it got me thinking.  

Back in High school I always wanted to do some big thing for charity but didn’t know what.  I also thought at one time that you could walk from Wisconsin to Florida.  Can anyone seeing where this is going?

Right now I have the Idea of doing a Cure Duchenne walk from my home in Florida to Green Bay Wisconsin.  It’s only 1,552 miles.  It would bring awareness to Duchenne specially if I complete this walk.  I could also raise money.  To keep my cost down I could stay with families who have been affected by Duchenne at night.

I am not saying I am defiantly doing this I am just saying this is an Idea I have.

So over the next year I am going to be getting a second Job to save up to pay the bills while I am walking.  I am going to start doing MS walks in Florida (since there is no walks just for Duchenne) to start training.  

for mor information on Duchenne http://www.cureduchenne.org/

The world is ending......GREAT!!!!!!!!

I keep hearing about how the world is supost to end this December 21.  I say good and I don't care.

This is why I know if all of the Governments of the world would fail and complete chaos I AM in the Lords hands.  I might have hard times but I know he is always with me.  That is the right side of some of what is supposedly going to happen in December. 

Here is the darker side (kind of) if the world does end and I die...I get to go to HEAVEN so I don't see a down side in that.

Am I crazy for thinking this way?

bills and husbands

My husband got mad that I got Internet but not cable so I get the cable to for a little extra but now the husband is mad at the bill.  "When me and three other guys shared the cabel we only paid $54 dollors" That was almost 3 years ago and that was basic we have one step up.  He wants me to cancel all of it but I need the Internet for my writing.  I can blog at the libary but going to erotic websites to post my stories is not permited at the public libary.  I am not canceling the cable when I work hard for my money and I want to be able to come home an see the shows that I want to see.  this month my pay check as paid for the rent on our apartment, his storage/workshop, my car, my car insurance, the cable/internet and all the gas for both the car and the van.  Just because he isn't working doesn't mean he getts to be an a hole.

The other side CH 3

Natasha kept her eyes closed for a moment taking in the warm kiss of the sun on her skin.  This was her favorite moment of the day.  For in this one moment Matt was still with her but, as she moved to get a start on her day her heartache came back with the force of a Mac truck.  He was out of her reach she would have to wait a lifetime to see him again.

The door to her room opened and the bouncing ball of energy that she called her son came in.  Her breath caught and a tear came to her eyes.  William was an exact copy of his father.  She caught him as he leapt onto her bed.  She was happy to be holding at lest a piece of Matt again. 

“Can we watch daddy again today?”

Watching videos of Matt had become an almost daily ritual “Of course you go turn on the TV and I’ll make pancakes.”

Will ran ahead of her to the living room and turned on the TV.  Matt’s face immediately came on the screen.  He was comparing two basketball teams.  Natasha noticed that the spark that had always danced in he eyes no longer was there.  Her Aunt Irene came out of her room at the sound of Matt’s voice.  Natasha’s family was worried about how she was dealing with out Matt they were afraid that she might do something desperate and ruin her chances of ever seeing him again.  The family had decided that Irene would life with Natasha to keep on eye on her.  Natasha didn’t mind she had missed her aunt Irene and was savoring this time. 

“You really shouldn’t watch that TV so much you know.” Was Irene’s comment as she entered the kitchen and set the tea kettle on the stove to make her coffee

Natasha just shrugged as she started measure the ingredients.  Just like when she was five she used an old fashioned hand turned egg beater to mix the buttermilk pancakes.  The smell of pancakes and bacon soon filled the apartment.  She looked out the French doors as she placed a large pile of pancakes in front of Will.  She hated that it was always so sunny when in her heart a storm was still raging.  They ate their breakfast and right on time there was a knock on the glass.  Little Cheyenne had come by for her and Wills daily game of football and tag. 

***

Matt tugged at his tie loosening it as he walked thought the door to his apartment.  It was hard to believe that this was the same apartment he had shared with her.  The walls where now completely covered with her pictures.  In some she smiled others she was crying or looking at him seductively.  This was his Hell, to be surrounded by her face but not be able to touch her.  He had to act out his old life everyday but he no longer had that bright spot that had lead him on his dark days.  To him it seemed like years since the plane crash but he had been told it was only two months ago.  He did something he had rarely done before the crash but, now it was his nightly ritual.  He poured himself a shot of whisky and toasted his favorite photo of Natasha.  “Welcome to hell my love.”  He drained the shot and then started to drink straight from the bottle.