The Lazy Blogger is Back

Yes I admit to being lazy, but its also been a long haul. I just got tired, trying to do too much as always but it lead to a little depression maybe. Oh not clinical but down diddy down down down. Franks knee's started to act up in Louisiana. He had something removed from his leg, it was cancer but they got it all (melanoma) but while he was waiting to see the Specialist he was full of anxiety. Every little tick in his body suddenly was something else. Men! We went to the Dermatologist together. It was a low grade melanoma and he will be fine. Phew!

N ow we're waiting for an MRI for his knee. As well we're waiting for my Radiation to start, they marked me last week, which means I have to be careful in water, not to wash these tattoes off. I kind of melted down over this (which didn't help my low mo row), I mean we just bought a Hot Tub! Guess who can't go in it until the end of Radiation??? Oh Man that was the last straw, I drove home from the Georges Dumont fit to be tied. I know I can be proud of the way I went through the chemo, managed Christmas despite the worse chemo just before Christmas. So this is why I haven't been blogging who wants to hear Sue whine. Not that I haven't whined on these blogs, but things just weren't that funny.

For instance the Sears Bill,now that wasn't funny. See I never had one. Frank had one in his wallet which he never activated,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,So before Christmas we are in Sears, and the Sales Clerk says would you like a Sears card?? Now Frank who doesn't shop, and hadn't been in Sears in years says, well gee I think I have one in my wallet. So I am like whoa lets use it!! Now remember I was a single Mother who although wasn't poverty stricken stayed away from Credit Cards. So we leave Sears with an activated Sears card. Now Frank doesn't realize that I have always wanted to have one. You're thinking well why didn't she long ago just go get one. Because when I was single raising Robb I decided that I would have just so many bills coming in a Month.
I was the queen of budgeting. I digress. So a few weeks later we're watching Television and guess who is having a Sale, and if you get there between 8am and 11am you get like 50% off. So I'm like Frank lets go. I forget what we needed but I am totally on drugs here remember, Steroids which make me hyper. So we get to Sears and I actually get a cart. Now Frank doesn't have this fabulous company he owns because he's a stupid man. He brings a book with him when I want to shop, he settles himself down in a quiet corner and away I go. I really think in my head I thought I was that lil single Mother who was always on the outside looking in. I start filling the cart. I find fabulous deals. Now remember I 'm on steroids. (I'll go back abit) I think after we had bought what we had gone for, Frank says "I'll be over there waiting for you and reading my book. I had looked at my watch and it was 9:15am, I say "I'll see you in about half an hour". Now I find some beautiful blouses, and head for a changing room, well I have brought the wrong sizes so out I go to find the right size. Well guess what? I keep losing my way back to the changing room, and when I would go to find the right size I would see something else that we just had to have and My God it was on Sale and I had a new charge card. Now I did say I was on Steroids and my friends Sandra and Janice are reading this and probably laughing hard they have seen me on Steroids. On steroids I am faster then a speeding bullet, loud, and very funny, and lost in Sears.
I'd say the fifth time getting lost I looked at my watch, 10:45am. Frank I know is probably looking for me and frantic. Because I got lost in the grocery store after my first Chemo, when he found me it wasn't pretty. So now I'm like OMG I have to go find him. So on my way to finding him you'll never guess yup shoes on sale...I stop and start trying on the cutest lil boots that I already had at home or something pretty close. While I'm trying them on I know I'm border line schizophrenic ...cause I send the clerk off for more sizes. I'm feeling guilty knowing Frank is looking for me but I am in a zone here, suddenly I feel someone looking at me I look up and theres Frank leaning over the shopping cart, now when he's mad he puts his glasses low on his nose and tilts his head down. I look up and start laughing hahshaa now I know he's just overheard me say to the clerk "I have a pair at home just like these", because Frank looks at the clerk and says she has forty pairs at home. Then he booms "Sue let's go". So we start going I'm talking a mile a minute about the damn changing rooms being so hard to find. Then what do I see a tray of donuts and free coffee for the customers. Yup I stop and help myself , Frank is almost to the door, I meet a sweet lady from Amherst and start telling her about all the deals. Steroids my God, Frank didn't speak to me the rest of the day. Oh and that shopping cart had about $700.00 in it. He threw the card away when we got the bill. He loves to tell this story to our friends and family he laughs his head off describing me running around with that cart!!!
I'm so glad I blog. How can I possibly be depressed with my life being a Lucille Ball comedy hour.