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    <title>Happy Birthday Jan..</title>
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    <published>2008-05-04T21:12:45Z</published>
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    <summary>We just returned from a surprise 50th birthday party for our friend Janice, hosted by her husband, Ralph. It was a great party, at a restaurant with a 7 course meal. Jan was soo surprised, she cried. It was awesome....</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<p>We just returned from a surprise 50th birthday party for our friend Janice, hosted by her husband, Ralph.  It was a great party, at a restaurant with a 7 course meal.  Jan was soo surprised, she cried.  It was awesome.</p>

<p>For Laura's 40th, I threw a surprise party for her.  For YEARS before that, she stated how she loved parties with deejays, and fun, and dancing,  Sooo when she hit 40, I <b>knew</b> what I needed to do.  I went to a restaurant, and hired a deejay, and invited 75 people (some who she NEVER expected) and made a weekend out of it.  <br />
I GOT HER.<br />
She never expected it, and because I was able to pull it off, I was overjoyed.</p>

<p>One of us, (that would be me) is turning 50 this year.  She (very to the point) asked me what I wanted..I am not used to being the center of attention.  I am soo more about doing for others than doing for me.  She is soo afraid of disappointing me..</p>

<p>I told her honestly. that there is nothing more that I would enjoy than..</p>

<p>going away with her.  Some time, one-on-one...</p>

<p>Now, I would be overjoyed with a 3 day weekend down the shore..cause I am like that..3 days down the shore with her down the shore and I would be thrilled..</p>

<p>however...I have been told..</p>

<p>that although my birthday is in May, we wouldn't exactly be going away <i>then</i><br />
that I wouldn't find out where or when we would be going til we actually go..<br />
that I am going to have to be okay with that..<br />
that "some of you" know about the plans...</p>

<p>I am thinking that maybe it isn't 3 days "down the shore" (although as previously stated, I would be <b>SO OKAY</b> with that...)</p>

<p>Here's the deal, I since am told that because "some of you" have details about the aforesaid birthday plans..<br />
I am not above bribing..</p>

<p>anyone talking?</p>]]>
        
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    <title>Happy Birthday Jan..</title>
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    <published>2008-05-04T21:12:45Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-04T21:30:53Z</updated>
    
    <summary>We just returned from a surprise 50th birthday party for our friend Janice, hosted by her husband, Ralph. It was a great party, at a restaurant with a 7 course meal. Jan was soo surprised, she cried. It was awesome....</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<p>We just returned from a surprise 50th birthday party for our friend Janice, hosted by her husband, Ralph.  It was a great party, at a restaurant with a 7 course meal.  Jan was soo surprised, she cried.  It was awesome.</p>

<p>For Laura's 40th, I threw a surprise party for her.  For YEARS before that, she stated how she loved parites with deejays, and fun, and dancing,  Sooo when she hit 40, I <b>knew</b> what I needed to do.  I went to a restaurant, and hired a deejay, and invited 75 people (some who she NEVER expected) and made a weekend out of it.  <br />
I GOT HER.<br />
She never expected it, and because I was able to pull it off, I was overjoyed.</p>

<p>One of us, (that would be me) is turning 50 this year.  She (very to the point) asked me what I wanted..I am not used to being the center of attention.  I am soo more about dong for others than doing for me.</p>

<p>I told her honestly. that there is nothing more that I would enjoy than..</p>

<p>going away with her.  Some time, one-on-one...</p>

<p>Now, I would be overjoyed with a 3 day weekend down the shore..cause I am like that..</p>

<p>however...I have been told..</p>

<p>that although my birthday is in May, we wouldn't exactly be going away <i>then</i><br />
that I wouldn't find out where or when we would be going til we actually go..<br />
that I am going to have to be okay with that..<br />
that "some of you" know about the plans...</p>

<p>I am thinking that maybe it isn't 3 days "down the shore" (although as previously stated, I would be <b>SO OKAY</b> with that...)</p>

<p>Here's the deal, I since am told that because "some of you" have details about the aforesaid birthday plans..<br />
I am not above bribing..</p>

<p>anyone talking?</p>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>Craba**</title>
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    <published>2008-05-01T00:51:45Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-01T01:07:35Z</updated>
    
    <summary>I am a crabass. There. I said it. I drive 30 minutes to an hour (traffic depending) to work each day and back...and I hate my job commuting. For 10 years I lived 6 minutes from work, door-to-door. Now, not...</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<p>I am a crabass.<br />
There.<br />
I said it.<br />
I drive 30 minutes to an hour (traffic depending) to work each day and back...and I hate <s>my job</s>  commuting.  For 10 years I lived 6 minutes from work, door-to-door.  Now, not so much.<br />
I sit in traffic on the way, I sit in traffic on the way home.  I work between 9 and 12.5 hours a day..<br />
No matter what, when I get home I am grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr...<br />
It takes me 1/2 hour or so to decompress, <br />
to realize that, <i>I am home</i>.<br />
That all is well..<br />
to take a deep breath....<s>they should lock me in a room by myself for this cooldown time</s></p>

<p>To <b>Laura, Garry, Billy, Jessie, Jaimeand Bear</b>  whoever I run into before that decompression time takes effect...</p>

<p>I apologize...</p>

<p>Cause, yes, I know, I am a crabass...sorry...(said in my sheepish voice)</p>]]>
        
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    <title>May 17th..</title>
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    <published>2008-04-29T17:47:47Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-29T17:56:28Z</updated>
    
    <summary>I guess it&apos;s time. I really think that on some level I have been in denial about Billy going you know where. I mean, I KNOW that he is going, but I don&apos;t think that something inside of me really...</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<p>I guess it's time.  I really think that on some level I have been in denial about Billy going <i>you know where.</i>  I mean, I <b> KNOW</b>   that he is going, but I don't think that something inside of me <i>really</i>  believes it.<br />
Until now..<br />
We have begun planning his "See Ya Later Party."<br />
I won't do a "Farewell" or "Goodbye"  Party...so there you have it - a "See Ya Later Party."</p>

<p>We will be having hamburgers and hot dogs, london broil, ziti and chili and salads.  There will be mac and cheese, picky foods,  and cake.  There will be beer pong tournaments, and hopefully, a good time will be had by all. </p>

<p>Yep, it's getting real now...</p>

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<entry>
    <title>Funky Friday</title>
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    <published>2008-04-25T21:46:03Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-25T21:54:13Z</updated>
    
    <summary>Tis not been a real good week here..After the awesome weekend that we had last weekend, seems only fair that it should be followed up by a good week, you agree? John&apos;s wake and funeral were Monday and Tuesday. Garry...</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<p>Tis not been a real good week here..After the awesome weekend that we had last weekend, seems only fair that it should be followed up by a good week, you agree?</p>

<p>John's wake and funeral were Monday and Tuesday.  Garry took the death of his friend exceptionally hard, as you would expect, as they were very close.  Today however, he picked up the paper to find a picture of someone he graduated high school with.  The title of the article was "Boonton Graduate Dies in Iraq" with a picture of a good looking young man dressed in his Army fatigues.  While Garry was not close to him, it still stings...I don't have the heart to tell him that deaths usually come in 3's..</p>

<p>I have been feeling a bit under the weather, maybe some R & R this weekend will help that out a bit.  My boss is now gone for 10 days also, so my stress level will be alleviated a bit...</p>

<p>Everyone have a great weekend...wish we could do an "instant replay" of last weekend, I could really go for some more of that filet mignon and dancing with my dance partner...</p>]]>
        
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    <title>The Wedding</title>
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    <published>2008-04-20T20:06:51Z</published>
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    <summary>Whew! We just got back from the wedding of Maryellens&apos; son, Kurt, and his new bride, Jennifer. The wedding was held in Maryland, 4 hours away from our home, at a beautiful and quaint old stone manor home, in the...</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<p>Whew!  We just got back from the wedding of  <a href="http://unclefesterhot.blogspot.com/" "target=_blank">Maryellens' </a>  son, Kurt,   and his new bride, Jennifer.  The wedding was held in Maryland, 4 hours away from our home, at a <i>beautiful and quaint</i> old stone manor home, in the middle of sprawling hills and farm country.<br />
We arrived in Maryland on Saturday morning and checked into the hotel.  Maryellen was kind enough to rent a huge bus for all of the <s>wedding drunks</s>  out-of-towners to chauffer them back and forth to the wedding, how considerate is that?????????  We ended up taking our own car, but appreciate the thoughfulness on her part for her guests.<br />
We arrived at the wedding, which was just beautiful.  The weather was <i>perfect</i> and the colors...picture perfect with everything just starting to bloom.  <br />
We met up with Julie, who we had met previously and proceeded to catch up on what she has been up to since we saw her last.  We spent the entire night laughing with her.  We had never spent alot of time with her before, we certainlly caught up on that!  The ceremony was awesome, the couple so much in love.  The music that was played throughout the ceremony was actually composed by the groom.  Maryellen looked <b>STUNNING</b>  in a dress that she had made herself.<br />
The ceremony was followed by a cocktail hour on the manor patio, afterwhich we proceeded to the reception which was set up in a large tent.  We spent the night with her awesome family, drinking, dancing, eating, and laughing.  We sat at a table with Maryellen and her mom and sister, and Julie, Laura and myself..we had so much fun and laughed so hard...  We found Maryellens' entire family to be warm and welcoming, we felt right at home.<br />
This morning Maryellen was hosting a breakfast at the hotel, but we needed to get home, so we got on the road early.  I know Laura will be posting some pictures, stay tuned..<br />
Maryellen, thanks to you and your family for a wonderful, warm weekend.  Thank you for inviting us to be a part of such a special day...we had a great time....love you!<br />
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    <title>Godspeed, John...</title>
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    <published>2008-04-18T22:28:15Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-18T22:39:48Z</updated>
    
    <summary>This morning, Garrys&apos; friend John passed away. A week ago, they had given him 2-3 months to live. Not that I think you can ever prepare for the loss of a friend or loved one, but I think that Garry...</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<p>This morning, Garrys' friend John passed away.  A week ago, they had given him 2-3 months to live.  Not that I think you can ever <i>prepare</i> for the loss of a friend or loved one, but I think that Garry and his friends still hoped that they would have some "time" yet to spend with John.   That hope ended abruptly this morning.</p>

<p>He is crushed, devastated, hurt beyond belief.</p>

<p>It seems unfair.</p>

<p>But I think more unfair for that brave young man to suffer any longer....</p>

<p>Rest in peace, John.  Know that you were loved and will be missed greatly.  If the grief that Garry is feeling is any evidence of the legacy that you leave behind, it shows what a wonderful person you are.  Thank you for being such a warm and wonderful friend to Garry, he was lucky to know you.</p>

<p>May God bless you...</p>]]>
        
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    <title>4 more days</title>
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    <published>2008-04-15T01:10:08Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-15T01:23:19Z</updated>
    
    <summary>Sometimes things surprise you... sometimes in a GOOD way.. sometimes? Eh.. not so much. This time? In a good way. We are invited to a wedding this weekend. We are leaving Saturday morning to attend the wedding of Her Son....</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<p>Sometimes things surprise you...<br />
sometimes in a GOOD way..<br />
sometimes?  Eh.. not so much.</p>

<p>This time?  In a good way.  We are invited to a wedding this weekend.  We are leaving Saturday morning to attend the wedding of <a href="http://unclefesterhot.blogspot.com/" "target=_blank">Her Son</a>.  The wedding is in Maryland, and we are staying over Saturday night till Sunday. <s>cause hotel sex rocks</s></p>

<p>We are sooo excited.  We haven't seen Maryellen since our trip to Florida a month ago, and consider it an honor to be invited to such a special event in her life, especially considering that we have only known her a little more than a year..and met.... through blogs.</p>

<p>Sometimes people just... click.  We have found her to be warm, and funny, and gracious.  </p>

<p>She is totally cute and fun to be with...<said in my most annoying obnoxious cheerleader voice while twirling my hair.></p>

<p>ANYWAYZZZZZZZ...  can't wait till this weekend, Maryellen, thanks for the invite - can't wait to see you!</p>]]>
        
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    <title>John</title>
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    <published>2008-04-13T15:05:44Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-13T15:16:35Z</updated>
    
    <summary>A friend of Garry&apos;s is dying. I don&apos;t know this friend, but I can see the profound sadness that Garry is feeling. The friend has stomach cancer. They performed surgery this week to possibly delay the inevitable, but upon opening...</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<p>A friend of Garry's is dying.  I don't know this friend, but I can see the profound sadness that Garry is feeling.</p>

<p>The friend has stomach cancer.  They performed surgery this week to possibly delay the inevitable, but upon opening him up, saw that it was very far gone, and decided to close him up and give him 2 - 3 months to live.</p>

<p>His name is John and he is 41.  Too young, much to young to die.  John knows he is dying, wants visitors, but has stated that he wants only happiness around him, no tears.  What a brave, young man.</p>

<p>As a Mom, and a "fixer", I want to be able to help.  I want to be able to tell Garry that it is okay, even though we both know that it isn't.  I want to tell him not to give up hope, even when hope is pretty much gone.</p>

<p>All I can do, is say a prayer, for BOTH of them, and be there for Garry when the time comes.   </p>

<p>God bless you, John.  May He keep you in his care.</p>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>Time to smell the roses..</title>
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    <published>2008-04-12T22:58:48Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-12T23:11:27Z</updated>
    
    <summary>If you read Laura, you know about our new &quot;thing.&quot; We have decided that we need to take some time out of our busy lives to &quot;smell the roses.&quot; Sooooo, on alternate weekends, we are planning an activity to be...</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<p>If you read Laura, you know about our new "thing."  We have decided that we need to take some time out of our busy lives to "smell the roses."  Sooooo, on alternate weekends, we are planning an activity to be done together.  It takes some thought and planning because we each have a day to plan what we think the <i>other</i>  one would like to do...<br />
Last week was my week to chose for her.  I chose mini golf <s>gag, i hate it, she loves it</s>, and a trip to the homemade pasta store.  <br />
Today was her day to plan for me.  I am soo not good at being the "surprisee" as opposed to the "surpriser."<br />
It started with a trip for a mani/pedi.  She drove me, dropped me off, and waited for me.  Verrry pampered.</p>

<p>We then hopped into the car to an unannounced location...<br />
Anyone who knows me, knows of my love of reading..we went to my favorite bookstore...I browsed, and browsed to my hearts' content.  She settled into a chair with a book about Italy...It was wonderful..time I would not normally take.. purely indulgent.<br />
Next?  Dinner at one of our favorite Middle Eastern restaurants...it was yummy.  Thanks Laur, for a wonderful day.  Next week?  My turn.....<br />
Hmmmmmmmmmm<br />
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    <title>Shower Hour</title>
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    <published>2008-04-04T00:22:55Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-04T00:36:34Z</updated>
    
    <summary>We have morning routines...I get up first...go &quot;do my thing&quot;..while she showers, then I shower..yadda, yadda, yadda... Yesterday she told me, &quot;Why don&apos;t YOU shower first, I have to shave my legs and it will take me longer.&quot; &quot;How considerate,&quot;...</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<p>We have morning routines...I get up first...go "do my thing"..while she showers, then I shower..yadda, yadda, yadda...<br />
Yesterday she told me, "Why don't YOU shower first, I have to shave my legs and it will take me longer."<br />
"How <i>considerate</i>," I thought.<br />
<s>dumb bunny</s><br />
So, <br />
I get naked..(crawl out of the gutter "T", one has to be naked to shower)<br />
I open the shower door...<br />
I start the water to give it a minute to warm up so that I don't freeze <s>my ass off</s>..<br />
Again, I start the water AND...<br />
I get a <b>FULL BLAST OF WATER FROM THE SHOWER HEAD SMACK IN THE MIDDLE OF MY FACE</B>..</p>

<p>Yep, right in the kisser..<br />
"Why?" you ask?  (as I did because it is the <i>logical</i> question)</p>

<p>Because the <i>cleaning lady</i> had been here the day before and never put the shower head back in the clip which faces it <b>downward</b>  (instead of targeting you right between the eyes.)  (oh yeah, with <b>ice cold</b> water..just sayin....)</p>

<p>By the time I came to my senses and realized what was happening <s>I could have cut glass with my nip*les</s> I could have frozen to death.</p>

<p>I would <i>like</i> to think that she wasn't aware of this..<br />
That she had no clue..<br />
But <i>somehow</i>..I think she knew <i>exactly</i> what she was doing when she said..<br />
"Why don't YOU shower first......"</p>

<p>Revenge is sweet...I would sleep with one eye open if I were you, Laur....</p>

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    <title>Through the years..</title>
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    <published>2008-03-31T00:39:19Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-31T00:42:39Z</updated>
    
    <summary>Even though she is suicidal a wee bet depressed about the whole Brad/Angie debacle, I have to take this time to say how much I still totally adore her. and I do... there is nobody I would rather spend the...</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<p>Even though she is <s>suicidal</s>  a wee bet depressed about the whole Brad/Angie debacle, I have to take this time to say how much I still totally adore her.<br />
and I do...<br />
there is nobody I would rather spend the rest of my life with..<br />
yes, even after all these years...</p>

<p>She is my one..<br />
my only....<br />
she has my heart..<br />
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    <title>Deep Depression..</title>
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    <published>2008-03-30T18:50:34Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-30T18:52:35Z</updated>
    
    <summary>Word on the streets is that Angelina finally tied the knot with Brad... We all KNOW of Laura&apos;s animal lustliness deep seated feelings for Angie... Let the depression commence.. Sympathy cards accepted.......</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<p>Word on the streets is that Angelina finally tied the knot with Brad...</p>

<p>We all KNOW of Laura's <s>animal lustliness</s>  deep seated feelings for Angie...</p>

<p>Let the depression commence..</p>

<p>Sympathy cards accepted....</p>]]>
        
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    <title>No good deed..</title>
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    <published>2008-03-29T20:58:08Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-29T21:01:01Z</updated>
    
    <summary>How does that phrase go? Invited the in-laws for dinner tonight. Making an oven stuffer roaster, mashed potatoes, stuffing, gravy, string beans and corn.... Remember, when the &quot;Good Daughter-In-Law of the Year Awards&quot; come around.. vote for me....</summary>
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        <name>Deb</name>
        
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        <![CDATA[<p>How does that phrase go?  Invited the in-laws for dinner tonight.  <br />
Making an oven stuffer roaster, mashed potatoes, stuffing, gravy, string beans and corn....</p>

<p>Remember, when the "Good Daughter-In-Law of the Year Awards" come around.. vote for me.</p>]]>
        
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    <title>Thursday night....</title>
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    <published>2008-03-28T02:28:19Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-28T02:52:40Z</updated>
    
    <summary>in my house. Next to me...she sleeps. The gentle sound of her breathing is all I hear. She has a cat at her feet, her Bear, with my cat Jessie curled ever so cutely (is that a word?) at mine....</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<p>in my house.</p>

<p>Next to me...she sleeps.  The gentle sound of her breathing is all I hear.  She has a cat at her feet, her Bear, with my cat Jessie curled ever so cutely (is that a word?) at mine.  She sleeps, although I know that she is troubled.  Events, both personal and professional, that have transpired over the past few weeks have made her hurt.  <br />
Her hurt= my pissed off.  <br />
She feels betrayed...and used by people she trusted, and rightfully so.  She is such a <i>good</i> person, and not because she is mine.  If you know her, I am singing to the choir, you know this already.  She has a heart MUCH too big, and a skin, much too thin.  She hurts easily...she gives too freely, she trusts completely.  </p>

<p>And what does she get for this?  Basically....screwed.<br />
Screwed for trying to help, or trying to make someone feel good, or do better....<br />
I hurt for her...  <br />
her good intentions...so taken advantage of...</p>

<p>Elsewhere in the house...  Billy.  Packing.  Going away again for another week of training prior to his June deployment to Iraq.  I check on him.. he is trying to adjust his "LBV."  "What is that?", I ask...<br />
It is his "lower back vest"  which has been issued to him, but it is too small...<br />
It carries essential items, a canteen, maps, and things that he needs...  <br />
I ask him if he can get a bigger one, one that will fit over his flak jacket,... he says he will try...<br />
My heart hurts for him..for me... for all of us.  I <b>NEED</b> him to be safe.  I <b>NEED</b> him to come back to us okay.<br />
I am soooo helpless in this situation.  I am the one who usually has a grip, the one in control.  I soooo suck at this.<br />
  <br />
Garry just got home.  He is saving to go back to Florida to live (donations accepted)..  He wants to live FT down there, but needs to get furniture and household goods first.  He is working FT here in NJ to save enough to go back.  He is having some health problems now, but is determined to do it...  Godspeed ...</p>

<p>About "Moi"... nothing much to say.<br />
I am such a nurturer and a fixer.<br />
I want to make everybody else's problems go away and am sooo frustrated when I am unable to do it...</p>

<p>Work sucks.... I adore the people I work with, but the hours and job drain the life right out of me....I live for weekends and time with the family...</p>

<p>I know I am supposed to end this post with something wise or wonderful, but I have to admit, I am at a loss... finish it for me. will you please?</p>]]>
        
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