Sorry it took me so long....

So sorry it took me so long to get back to post. I was having major anxiety attacks yesterday morning before going for my eye op. Took a few minutes to do some deep breathing exercises, or as I call it...hyperventilate while frantically looking for my anxiety meds! Whatever. I talked Holly into coming with me. She was a good kid and came. She seemed more scared than I was. It turned out it wasn't as painful as it was last week, so that was a relief. Thanks for all your thoughts and prayers. It worked.
Bambi and I have had a couple of (one in particular) really good conversations about the state of our mental health these days. She's going through big changes in her life right now and I'm just my usual basketcase. One thing about Bambi and I is, we really 'get' each other. We know each other through and through. You don't find a friend like that every day and you're lucky to find one really true friend in your life. We used to say we were started in the same petrie dish and then separated at birth. I still believe that! Our deepest conversations usually consist of each of us talking over each other about our problems, while still being able to really hear each other and help each other. It may sound like we aren't listening to each other, but we really are! We also seem to have a constant stream of mental telepathy going between us that only true sisters could. Like twins. If we are together, we both notice the same things going on around us and we only have to look at each other to 'point it out.' Best of all, our friendship has the wonderful addition of both our faiths, which are exactly the same, which means that we both come from the same direction in every way. The root of our faith puts us both on the same level playing field. The ground beneath us is strong, even though neither of us feel very strong right now. How we didn't talk for so long, I now don't know. I have missed her so much, but I will never miss her again! I'm never going to let her go missing from my life again and she's stuck with me until I die. Sorry Bambi, but I love you dearly and you're all mine again. I'm going to love you and kiss you and call you 'Bambi.' Together we'll laugh our way through this life. We'll especially laugh at the most inappropriate times and nobody else will 'get' us and we won't care. Because we know and love each other, nothing else will matter when we talk. We'll even cry and laugh at the same time, cause that's how we roll...
Hold on tight to your best friends, kids...they make life so much better.
You may now officially call me 'Ghandi.'
One more thing, good thoughts please for Forsythia who is having a procedure at the dentist at 12 p.m. today. Thanks all.
Take care

A Wonderful Day Had By All...

Well, Sunday was a wonderful day all around. New and improved Hubby and I went to visit Bambi and all four of her Kids. I call them kids, but they are all full grown. The eldest is Flopsy who is almost 30 yrs. old and just recently got married. Her husband wasn't there, but he sounds like a wonderful guy and I can't wait to meet him. Second eldest is Mopsy, who lives with his girlfriend, Muffin who was also there. The youngest are the twins, a boy and girl, named Stanny and Franny, who are 26. It was so great to see everyone, as it's been over three years since we lost touch and I've known these kids since they were shorter than I am.
(of course that's not their names...come on guys..keep up with me!)
When Bambi and I first saw each other, we both almost started crying. It was great. The rest of the time was spent laughing and revisiting old times. I can't wait to see them again!
And in other news, Poppy and Bailey now have 3 eggs in the nesting box. I still haven't been able to get Bailey to stay outside the box when I'm in the room. I feel at this point, that Poppy has put ideas in his head about us. I can tell by the way he looks at us. Is it possible that he is even more suspicious of us than Poppy is? But, as I mentioned, we don't know what Poppy is telling him. Lumpy thinks that they are very unfriendly and won't give him the time of day. Oh, I can't wait until they hatch! Hubby says we can sell them once they're old enough...and of course, I totally agree..(wink!) Poor Hubby doesn't really know what's going on in my world at the best of times. He probably prefers it that way.
That's all for now.
Take care Kids
Tory

A Blast From the Past!

First, I will henceforth be writing any further blogs in bold, as it makes it easier for me to see...and I just discovered the button...duh.
Well, I had an interesting day. Ashley called, and as some of you may know, she is taking the Social Worker Program at college. She is actually in her last semester. She is my personal hero, as she does school with tons of homework, takes care of 3 kids under 5 years old, and is a real go getter. And to his credit, her hubby, Rob, is a terrific father and watches the kids while she's at school, working around her hours as much as possible. They are very plugged in to their kids. Did I mention that Ariel has started school? She absolutely loves it and the kids and teachers love her back. She's a big girl now, and is saving all her pictures she paints at school for nanny to frame. I'm telling you, she's brilliant!!
Anyway, I often help Ashley out a bit with her homework. Today I wrote an essay on post-traumatic stress disorder for her, and e-mailed it to her. She needed a patients perspective on it for her big project and I fit the bill. (Come on, you guys knew I was a freak when you met me...!)
I went into my e-mails and found a note from an old friend, which really made my day. We go back a long way, Bambi and I. (Of course Bambi isn't her real name...do I look like Walt Disney to you?? Actually, in profile I do, mustache and all...sigh!) We've been through a great deal together, including my divorce from Fang and me meeting my new and improved hubby. We lost touch a few years ago. I didn't realize how much I'd missed her until I saw her e-mail. So, I grabbed the phone and gave her a call...it was like we never paused...just picked up where we left off, more or less. She's as crazy as I am, and we have spent a lot of time together laughing when we should have been crying and crying when we probably should have been laughing. We really truly 'get' each other and that means a lot. Both our lives have changed a lot since we last spoke and we have a lot of catching up to do. Hubby and I will go visit her on Sunday. That will be fun.
Did I mention to you all that Hubby quit smoking on New Year's Eve? He's doing great! I'm so proud of him.
That's all for now, kids.
Take care
Tory