Purple Dragon

I am getting flaky. I am flitting from one thing to another and not completing any damn thing. I have my finger in too many pies, and I am not giving everything I am involved with the attention any of it deserves.

Something has to go.
Or I need a better system.
Or more hours in the day.

About 20+ years ago, I had a motorbike accident. Lost my bike in the ice and did a Superman under the car in front of me. They thought my shoulder was broken, but under x-ray it was fine. Couldn't use the arm for ages, in a sling, yadda yadda. Always had a bit of a problem with my shoulder but nothing excruciating - just a continual dull ache.

Fast forward to recently. As you all know, I've been going on a regular basis to a pal of mine who does alternative therapies and massage. I have been getting massage but this shoulder is a nightmare. She *cannot* get the knot out of it. It crunches and rolls and feels like there are hundreds of crunchy ball bearings under the skin.

The poor woman has aching thumbs at the end of my sessions. She has tried all kinds of different techniques to shift this, to no avail.

Today, she tried something different. She recently invested in two different types of crystals. She put one under my shoulder and the other above it. After a few minutes, she removed them and the shoulder was fixed.

Seriously.

No crunching. No ball bearings. Just muscle. No pain. My shoulder feels amazing.

We've been giggling like fools about it ever since.

We have tits nesting in our guttering on the roof.
Two baby tits fell down the drainage pipe that runs from the guttering and into the underground drain.
The parents were feeding them thru the leaf guard.
Fortunately the drains were dry so there was no water in the catchment chamber at the bottom, and I was able to lift the leaf guard off the top of the ground drain and lift the babies out.
They flew away strongly and quickly, and so I was happy.

But

My kids reckon that they won't be able to find their nest and the parents won't be able to find them.
I reckon birds are smarter than that and they will find their way back to the nest.

Again - But

will the babies smell of my hands and will the parents reject them on that basis, if they *do* find their way back?

Should I have just lifted the leaf guard and let them get on with it?
Would Yoda have thought they were afternoon tea?
Would they have accidentally flown along the pipe and into the septic tank (a fate I wouldn't wish on *any* live creature!)?

This is amazing. Me? I can just about stay vertical!

Last night I dreamed me and Himself got married.

We used the big ballroom in a hotel. There were two events the two nights before the wedding. Some sort of party two nights before, then a sit down dinner with speeches the night before. Both were formal. The first was cocktail dresses & suits, the second was gowns and tuxes.

During the second, I realised that the hoop was missing for under my wedding gown and that I had forgotten my shoes.

My bridesmaids wore teal satin gowns that coindicentally (not!) match my favorite shoes upstairs in my shoe cupboard. I spotted three adults bridesmaids but I know there were more - my daughters were there as well. My son was going to walk me up the aisle and giv me away to his Dad LOL

I've gone all moony now.

I have another sore head brewing. Not sure what sort of sore head it is going to materialise into though because my migraine markers (vision problems) haven't gone away from the last migraine I had. I am gonna visit the Dr next week when the kids are in school coz usually the markers recede as the migraine progresses. Not this time. It also isn't usual for me to have another one so soon on the heels of the first.

No1Child is making a habit of falling off his bike and lying underneath is groaning and sending random sisters to me for assistance. He's attention seeking. Mind you, once he did clout his hipbone a good'un.

No2Child is being so totally sweet just now. She has her stroppy moments but for some reason, I am totally enchanted by her this week. My kids are a miracle of existance to me anyway, but this week she has captured my heart instead of just being taken for granted.

No3Child, however, is practicing The Squeal. She has perfected The Scream and has moved on to bigger things. If she isn't squealing, she is whining. She keeps asking to go back to school. Sooner the better

My sister's social worker is in touch with a facility an hour's drive from here, which - if she gets an accceptable place - would mean both her and Mum moving up from England to stay around here.

I am obviously eating too much in the chocolate egg department because I am getting so fat that my SPD has kicked back in and my pubic bones are grinding. Not fun.

Had a horrible migraine. Thanks for all the thoughts. I hate migraines. I was out of action for two days and my eyesight still isn't up to par. If it isn't sorted by Monday I shall have to see the Dr about it. No good going about with one eye working.

Today I went ponyriding with the kids. We had a proper lesson at the local stables. It was excellent. I've not been on a horse for over 30 years and I have rediscovered bits of me I had forgotten existed! Ow!

Went and had a fish supper for my tea tonight. I was waiting in the chipshop, looking at the adverts, and one was for 'deep fried banana toffee roll'. All rush out and buy one of them, then, eh? Yum.

I am starting a migraine.

I have no pain (yet) but my right eye keeps losing vision .. just for a split second or so .. and I keep getting a light flashing above and to the right of my right eye. Just like a miniature person taking flash photography with a miniature camera.

The next stage is for my vision to fragment. You know when you look in a smashed mirror, and everything is in pieces? My sight does that - I see the world in smashed pieces.

Then comes the pain.

I have none of my migraine meds in the house. I daren't drive to get any in case I lose my sight.

Fuckity fuck.

My tumble dryer just quit on me.

I'm sitting here having a wee grin to myself about all the books that are out there saying "buy this book and it will tell you why buying too much stuff is making you unhappy".

Internet service providers will have to retain details of internet communications, including email, under UK law which came into force on Monday.

The Data Retention (EC Directive) Regulations 2009 require service providers to retain details of user internet access, email and internet telephony for 12 months. ISPs must also be able to respond to access requests by law enforcement and other designated authorities.

http://news.zdnet.co.uk/communications/0,1000000085,39637592,00.htm

Yesterday I sat and sorted out my favorites section - I deleted pages I have saved and never ever looked at again, pages I have lost interest in, pages that has subsequently offended or annoyed me. I moved everything about, putting the pages I look at the most at the top of the list. Now I can't find a bloody thing

I was looking this morning at a travel blog that was mentioned in a magazine I subscribe to. It is really interesting, not just the one I want to follow but the whole site, and I thought you lot might be interested as well http://www.travelblog.org/ for the website. There's loads of folk travelling hither and thither, photographing it all, writing about their experiences.

My rooster was always fairly laid back. He allowed his girls to wander around as they pleased, although he would get mildly stressed out if they went over the fence and into the garden.

I have now doubled the numbers by adding two rescue hens, and his ego has increased along with his harem. He is strutting about like he owns the place, crowing right and left (probably pissing off the neighbours in the process) and really thinking that he is The Man!

Anyway, a couple of the girls (the original two) refused to be cowed, and they wandered off and out of the run again. He just threw a total hairy fit and was running up and down the run, wings outspread, clucking like a mad thing.

The brown hen heard him and ran like the clappers back to the other two girls who were being obedient little hens, where he admonished her with a peck.

The white hen, in the meantime, obviously heard him too, came running round the side of the coop, saw the brown hen was getting a right bollocking and ran into the enclosed run to get away from his ire! He followed her in, rounded her up, and appeared to count and double-count the girls to make sure they were all there.

Then it was tails up, claws down, and pecking the ground again.

He obviously has illusions of grandeur and I am sure they will put him in his place if they ever realise there are four of them and only one of him. It happened to my old rooster, and he was never the same.

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No3Child has the stomach bug. I was laying in the bath and she came upstairs crying, then chucked at the top of the stairs. Poor kid.

No2Child is poorly still - something glandular I think. I will make an appt tomorrow at the Dr for her. Too her for a walk in the woods yesterday with one of the dogs, and we saw a herd (?) of deer. It was magical

No1Child is AWOL. He went for a birthday sleepover at his pal's house on Friday and I've not seen him since.

I had my hair done yesterday. It is light brown with blonde streaks, and a little trim, and I look fabulous.

Washing machine broke down again. Fortunately Himself was here to fix it. Again. Whew. I do NOT need to fork out several hundred squids for a new one!

Well, the bst news is that No2Child appears to have quit with the vomiting. Poor wee thing. She is trying some toast just now - I hope she can keep it down.

At gymnastics the other night, I was showing my group how to do a 'proper' push up. I was appalled to discover that I appeared to only be able to do one. Was it because I was showing, rather than really doing? But, alas - I *can* only do one 'proper' push up. I can manage 7 girlie ones, though, so I am going to use them to build up some upper body strength, and then start building up proper ones.

I read a report the other day as to how women are incapable of not having a shopping spree when they are due their periods. I poo-poohed this idea until I happened to glance to the side and see the big stack of books that have been arriving on a daily basis this past week or so that I ordered the previous week.

A pal of mine who stays up north was ordained as a Buddhist monk/priest/something a few months ago. She is currently running a meditation group for mindfulness. I hadn't really heard much about this before, but since she told me, just about every single day something happens that brings mindfulness to the forefront. Think the Universe is telling me something?

My pinky toenail on my left foot gouged a hole in the skin of the toe next to it. Man - it's sore!

Sold two books on Amazon. Haven't made much, if any, money from it, but it gets them off my office floor. I have run out of bookshelf space now, from having so many books, so I have a hundred or so on the floor that I want rid of. I am adding more every day, so if you want to grab a cheap, reasonable condition book, go check out my Amazon seller account - CMulraney.

Looking thru a free catalogue that came with some books I ordered.

Saw this :

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I am officially aghast.

So I was up the woods walking the spotty dog.

As I have said before, he is very wilful and I have decided not to walk him with the other dogs. He leads them astray - they turn into a pack when he is with them and I can't control any one of them.

I recently bought an extending lead so that he could get a decent run but still be ultimately under my control. I got the best one I could find. It is for 50kg dog (even the dood is only 27.5kgs and he is a big lad!) and it is quite long as well. He has been walking on it very nicely, thank you. Doesn't try to go further than it will extend. Doesn't pull to try and extend his reach. Doesn't get tangled up in it very often.

Until today.

We passed three lots of dogs. The first pair were put onto their leads as soon as the owners saw Oscar was on a lead. Sensible dog-ownership. The second lot weren't so good. The wife didn't even *have* leads for her two dogs, and she also had a baby in one of those all-terrain buggy things. She grabbed her dogs (which didn't even appear to have collars) around their necks and held on for dear life. Fortunately, Oscar just eyed them, had a sniff in passing, and off we went.

Third lot we weren't so lucky. The owners, althoug hthey saw Oscar was both on a lead and being restrained off the pathway, allowed their dogs to still run ahead, off lead. One of them decided that he would square off against Oscar. Well, Oscar's major problem is that he wants to be top dog, and this shitty little ankle nipper was squaring off, offering challenging signals. So. Oscar retaliated.

I could see what was going to happen and grabbed Oscar by the collar. Which promptly snapped. There was growling and snapping at each other (the dogs, not me!) so I lunged and tried to grab Oscar by the neck. He sidestepped and I landed on my face in the dirt.

The owner of the other dog, meanwhile, has her dog by the collar (no lead again) trying to drag him away. I lunged at Oscar again and managed to grab his scruff with two hands, then I threw myself down on top of him to push him to the ground.

I have scraped my knuckles, twisted my arm, bruised my ribs, pulled my back and grazed my knee. My black coat is covered in white dalmatian fur.

Oscar walked to heel the whole way back to the car. Man, did *he* know he was in bother LOL

He was doing so well being trained as well, and now I'm all disappointed in him again. I thought it was safe to take him back to the woods, as he was doing so well, but I guess he will need some sort of socialisation training.