Doctor, Doctor, Doctor!!!!

PREFACE - THIS ENTIRE BLOG POST WAS WRITTEN AND, SUPPOSEDLY, POSTED YESTERDAY BUT IT DID NOT SHOW UP. WHAT IS THE HOSPITAL TRYING TO HIDE? I WOULD NOT LET IT GO AND NOW THAT CHA CHA AND I HAVE BEEN HOME FOR NEARLY 10 HOURS I WILL POST IT FROM OUR HOME AND BE DAMNED THE CENSORS! BIG BROTHER CAN DEAL WITH THAT!!!!!!!!

It is 0834 and I am in Cha Cha's hospital room but, she is not here. I assume that she is somewhere else here in the medical complex having tests or something. I could walk down to the nurses' station and ask but there is no evidence that there has been any foul-play so I do not consider this a crime scene yet. I did see some saltine crumbs on this table that I am using as a desk right now but the wrapper appeared to be okay even though it was quite certainly a forced-entry. Today was, originally, the day that Cha Cha was supposed to go home but yesterday they changed the target day to tomorrow. I hope we stay on target because tomorrow is the last day of my five-day weekend. If she does not get released tomorrow I will have to figure-out whether to: take a sick day or use more vacation days or incidental time... but, that is two days away and, though I usually like to borrow trouble so I am prepared no matter what happens, I will keep that in-check until tomorrow.

Last night I watched a movie here in Jill's hospital room on their movie service on the television system here while she was getting poked and prodded. and hauled off and brought back a few times. The film was called Hello, My Name is Doris. It starred: Sally Field and Tyne Daly and Stephen Root and Peter Gallagher.. . It was released in 2015 but I had never heard of it. I would say that it was kind of a chick-flick but I am kind of a chick so I really, really liked it. Sally Field still looks amazing. I remember her from my youth (and beyond). I think of The Flying Nun and Gidget and then some of her movie roles in: Forrest Gump, Norma Rae (Best Actress Award)), Lincoln (nominated Best Actress), Smokey and the Bandit, Places in the Heart (Best Actress Award), the Spiderman movies... I am sure I am missing many but she is very talented and charming. 

I didn't realize she was wearing two pairs of glasses until now LOL

I have learned, once again, that I am a stress-eater. I have been out of control since Jill has been in here over these past few days. I suppose that comes from childhood when we were rewarded with food or soothed by food back in the 1960's and 1970's. Maybe it is also just that I don't have time to prepare food and it's easy to grab already prepared junk. There is a really nice grocery store (supermarket, if you prefer)- Hy-Vee and that makes it too convenient. Yes, there are plenty of healthy choices there but the bad ones are more fun. So far, today, I have not eaten anything which is also not a good idea because it is almost 1000 and I will be extra hungry when I finally eat. I will probably eat in the cafeteria here in the hospital because that tends to make me want to eat healthier. Jill and I used to eat breakfast here after we were done working-out at the YMCA next door. 

I just went down and got Jill two bananas and an orange. I was going to get the salad bar but they were just putting it out and the person assembling the presentation was kind of snippy and frazzled so I just got the two bananas and the orange and an iced tea for me. This place is really close to Portillo's so I may just go over and one of their chopped salads sans bacon and tibetti. It won't be as inexpensive but it will be more delicious. I will also be able to use giardiniera as my dressing. I think they should change that word to GARDENiera (trademark/patent/copyrights pending). It is mainly veggies (with olive oil - a vegetable-based product) so that makes sense. I just looked and olives are considered a fruit. Who knew - I do now. 

I said, "NO Tibetti!!!!!!"

POTENTIAL GOOD NEWS ALERT!!!!!!! The doctor just came in and said that Jill may be able to go home today since her sodium levels are back to normal. He explained to her about how to handle her sodium and water intake while working-out. She has been spending a lot of time at Anytime Fitness and I guess working-out can kill you. At least, make you go to the hospital and have countless tests and medicines and IV's... I think I mentioned it here a few days ago but Splenda sent me a text that Jill "has to be the only person in America with low salt levels." Actually, that was paraphrased so it should not have been in parenthesis but it may be exact but I am too lazy and tired to look at my phone to find and read a text. 

I am going to end now because we may get the word any moment that we need to pack and hit the bricks. I need to be a minuteman (TWSS).Thanks for stopping by and for all the support and kind words about this leg of our live-journey. I may blog again tomorrow but, if I get enough sleep tonight for a change, I may try to fix those two sections of fence before going back to work on Wednesday. I got interrupted a bit and it is now almost 1300. Jill and I went out to The Healing Garden here at the hospital. It is outside off of the cafeteria where there is a nice stream that runs down and recycles. There are lots of trees and benches as well as an area to eat outside. We just sat on a bench and enjoyed the sun and the nice weather. Splenda called to check on Jill while we were out there and I walked around a bit while they talked. 

We are waiting for the other two of the three wisemen (doctors) to make their determinations on whether or not Jill can blow this pop stand. It looks good that she will be able to go home today. Now, I am really going to end now and get this posted. Thanks for stopping in again. I really do appreciate when you do and all of the comments. I appreciate all of the support for Cha Cha's journey back to health. I apologize if I slighted anybody on details or anything but it has been crazy and Jill is a private person even though I try to make her an internet sensation. 

TTTT?. hopefully not from the hospital!..MITM (out) TA

A Good Day So Far!

Dr. Kevin Donka knows what he's talking about Willis!

I have some time on my hands in another hospital surgical waiting room and, fortunately, I brought my computer so I will write a quick blog. I could watch a movie or something but, as my good friend Kevin Donka says, "writing can be therapeutic." He is a chiropractor so I will take the doctor's advise and perform my own therapy here right now. I may stop abruptly if they come to tell me that she is ready to receive an audience by me.

I spoke to the surgeon who just performed the surgery on Jill and he said everything went very well. How come when doctor's do something they "perform?" Maybe that is why they are in "practice?" I was not too concerned with this surgery because it was not as major as the last one she had. I was really nervous about that one and she and I both blubbered by a couple of babies when we finally saw each other after she came out of that operation.

I had a salad down in the cafeteria. I am happy that hospitals have good salad bars. I would be very weary if they only had a bunch of fried foods trying to drum-up (that was not a drumstick reference) their own business. So, I had a salad and a very large iced tea.

I am pretty tired right now because of the extra 12-hour required shift yesterday. It is easier getting through those days when I think of the extra twelve hours of pay and time-and-a-half. I expect we will have "staff-up" called again next week and I will work another twelve next Sunday.

I think we should ride in a gondola while we're there, right?

It is only 16 days until Cha Cha and I get to see John Fogerty. She is so very excited. I am excited too but she is pretty much consumed with the concert. She has a count-down chalkboard in our kitchen that reads. "Fogerty Concert in 16 Days." Tomorrow, as you might imagine, it will read "Fogerty Concert in 15 Days." I could go-on but I think you probably get where that trend is headed. I am excited too but I think a lot of my excitement comes from her being so excited. I love when people I like and love are happy.

Splenda and Andy are moving out of our house and to Chicago in about a week. It has been very nice having them with us for a few months. It is odd that I am happy that they are moving on up to the east side (east of us anyway) but sad that they are leaving. Andy will be much closer to his work in Evanston and Splenda is beginning using her college degree more as she has hoped to rather than the job she has been working using it only occasionally. I am sure she would be happy to do some freelance (why is freelance called that when you pay somebody to do that work?) graphic design work for you. She is VERY talented in most things computer-related.

I finished watching the end of The Night Of this morning - that is to say the final episode. I was very happy with the ending and I was delighted that John Turturro played a huge role in the end of the "limited series." I will miss the show but there will be many. many others.

I still have not watched one second of The Olympics and I will not watch any. I think these games are a joke. They have never made the world get along better so what is the use? I have boycotted them since the 1936 Berlin Olympics (Games of the XI Olympiad) because of that a-hole Aldolph Hitler. Ha, I never realized until I wrote that that Aldolph and A-hole are almost the same word. Sorry, I guess that is offensive to a-holes to be compared to that A-HOLE! I am glad that Jesse Owens shoved it up his swastika butt that year.

Ha, I am listening to the Jogh Fogerty station on Pandora while I write this (see how Cha Cha brain-washes me?) and "Stuck in the Middle with You" by Stealers Wheel just came on. I used to put the link of that song/video at the beginning of the blog. Good times, good times. Here is that link if you are nostalgic like I am.

I am going to stop now because they will be calling me any minute now to go see Cha Cha. Thanks a lot for the therapy session. I may be able to write again tomorrow but I believe, depending on how Jill is doing, I have to drive my dad to a follow-up doctor's appointment tomorrow. Oh man, "Centerfield" is playing now - I love that song and I loved the video in the MTV days even more. Thanks a lot for the session - I will blog tomorrow - probably. TTTT?...MITM (out) TA!

(I did not proofread this and I always regret that and change things later but that will probably never change) TA!

I Don't Feel Indentured

Some times "TTT???..." means tomorrow which, now, is today because I am blogging today.

As predicted I am "scheduled-up" to work one day of my weekend. It doesn't really MATTer that they call it schedule-up when it is, in fact, forced overtime. I prefer indentured servitude but, instead of working on a tramp steamer to earn my fare to the new world. I actually get paid (time-and-a-half). So, this week I was penciled black-markered in  to work Tuesday. But, as I wrote yesterday, Cha Cha is having surgery on Monday and I am the bag man so I need to be available Monday for the drop and Tuesday for the bag swap (please don't tell her that I called driving her home "the bag swap"). Fortunately someone else wanted off Tuesday and drew the Sunday straw. So, we swapped his Sunday for my Tuesday. I am curious how many weeks this will continue. I am considering putting in for the three 12-hours shifts rather than the current four ten-hour shifts that I currently work. If I out in for that, and get it, I would work my three 12's and then, if shifted-up, I would work an additional 10. Additionally, the thee twelves makes two dollars more per hour to compensate for the few extra hours. But, when I worked the extra ten hours of overtime those would be at the extra two dollar rate at time-and-a-half. I have lots of thinking to do. I like my job and I wull make it work but just want to tweak it a bit.

I am really tired and am thinking about taking a little nap before Cha Cha gets home. Of course, I am watching The Andy Griffith Show on TVland as I do most days when I get home. This show really relaxes me for some reason- it is comfort food without the calories. I wonder why nobody shows Family Affair - I really like that show as a yute. It was even better because Mr. French (Sebastian Cabot) narrated all of the Winnie The Pooh movies/shows. He was also Bagheera (the panther) in The Jungle Book. I think he was probably a really nice man; I would have liked to have known him.

I am pretty hungry but my feet hurt too much to carry me downstairs to get some food. I wonder if I could text someone to deliver me something up here. It would probably work better if anyone else were here. Mr.French would bring me something if he were here.

Well, I really have nothing else on my mind and I may take a nap and just dream about food and that my feet don't ache. I sort of feel like this is a waste to post but I have written it and a blog in the web is worth two in the computer I suppose.

Thanks a lot for letting me relieve some stress and allow my dogs to start panting rather than barking. Maybe I will write again tomorrow but I will try to find more substance if I do. TTT? (just one question mark this time)...MITM (out) TA!

A Day In The Life!

 "Squad 51 , engine 51..." Man, I loved this show as a kid! 

It is 17:43 and I am completely exhausted and I do not do caffeine so I have learned to cope with being sleepy. I think I had written that I would update you on the last few days so I will, at the very least, do that.

I went to my mom and dad's yesterday morning to take my dad to the hospital for his back surgery. It was day surgery but, since he is on a medicine called coumadin he had to spend the night. Coumadin is a blood thinner so, since he takes that, he had to stay the night at Rush-Copley Hospital so they could make sure that he would not have any complications. So, since my mom cannot be left by herself because she has some issues that require monitoring, I stayed at their house in my childhood (7th grade until college) bedroom. Anyway, the surgery went very well and they cleaned some plaque from his spine between vertebrae three and four and four and five or something like that. Everything went well and mom and I headed back up to the hospital the next morning and picked him up. We stopped at Jewel/Osco to pick up his new medicines (they waited in the car while I got the scripts filled). We drove to their house and I parked near their door in the driveway and turned off the car. I helped my mom out of the car and then went around to help dad. He got out and suddenly went slightly limp in my arms and closed his eyes. I said, "Dad" and he opened his eyes. I told him that it seemed like he had passed-out for a second. I asked how he felt and he said, "fine" and then his 170ish-pound body went limp and his eyes closed. He would not wake-up and I lowered him to the ground on his concrete driveway. I lightly tapped his cheek and he opened his eyes but he had a distant look. He faded in and out and I said, "dad, stay with me." For a moment I thought that I was going lose my dad right in front of me in his driveway, He kept trying to fade-out but I was persistent in keeping him alert. I knew he was bad and had thought of performing CPR (working for the police department makes me know how to handle these sorts of situations and I have been properly trained and certified). However, this is a man who, I knew for a fact, had just had back surgery and just recently (this year) had heart bypass surgery so I was not going to try this until I was certain it was a life or death issue. I got him to become a bit more responsive by tapping him lightly on his cheeks and speaking to him. So I told mom, "go in the house and call 911!" She left to go into the house but I am not sure if she was calling anyone (I am pretty sure she did not call anyone at all). I immediate took out my cell phone and called 911 and told the operator the details and an ambulance arrived shortly thereafter (11 minutes and 41 seconds to be precise). Actually that seems kind of long now that I can analyze it with fresh eyes. It seemed like five minutes while it was happening - it always takes less time when I use the police radio. So they took his vitals and everything seemed fine and he refused to let them take him back to the hospital to get checked-out despite my urging to do that.

Cha Cha and Fabio came over to their house a bit later and Cha Cha stayed with and entertained my mom while Fabio and I took dad to the medical clinic to have an EKG... Everything checked-out and we went back to their house. We went back ti their home  a little later and I went over and got them some food and brought it back to them.

  That a boy, Clarence (via friends)! 

I spoke to my dad about two hours ago and he is doing very well today. He had texted me earlier today (while I was at my day gig) to let me know that he was good. He said mom seems fine today though I doubt she remembers anything that transpired over the past few days.

Cha Cha has surgery  next week(minor - like my dad's) so let's home minor with no complications works better this time. I can see why people don't like Mondays ("tell me why..."). Maybe the doctors are still thinking about yesterday's golf game?

That is all I really wanted to write today because I eluded (actually, almost promised) that I would be more than vague as I had been in my Facebook posts. Thank you for all of your kind words and thoughts and prayers and whatever comfort you passed,our ways. Maybe some force in the world or in nature or in the sky heard that and you helped George Bailey by sending Clarence our way yesterday.

It sounds like I may have to work another 12-hour "staff-up" this coming "weekend" (weekends are not always Fridays, Saturday, and Sundays in certain circles). I really hope that is not the case because of Cha Cha's surgery. I think I may have a knack for this and might have to start a private business of taking people to hospitals and the doctors and saving their lives when required. It sound like something The Green Hornet might do since Kato was his chauffeur (the driving people places) and together they could kick some major butt and save people. I need to get my hands on a Black Beauty and a driver (not necessarily Asian or even a male - I am open to all applicants). Can anybody find and customize a 1965 Chrysler Imperial for me?

All serious applications will be considered!

Thanks again for all of your positive energy and love - IT REALLY WORKS (even if kind of dramatic sometimes). I am not sure when I will write again; it all depends if I can get caught up on my sleep and get a day off from crime fighting and life saving. Seriously, I do appreciate you stopping here when you can and giving me a reason to write and keep the world safe and entertained and making people feel better about themselves by knowing we are all messed-up and great at the same time. TTT???...MITM (out - same Matt blog, same Matt time!) TA! I do realize that was Mattman Batman and not The Green Hornet!

It's Just a Black and Whiten Kinda Day!

I am doing a blog today because I am not sure when I will have the gumption again between now and a week from Sunday. I may be able to blog again on Monday when my dad is in surgery though I am dreading how that wait will go. I am not sure how to keep my mom occupied during the surgery. Word search and crossword puzzles will only work for so long. 

The reason for the uncertainty of blogging is I just got "staffed-up" to work twelve hours on Sunday after I finish working my regular four days. It will be nice to get twelve hours at time-and-a-half right before the second installment of the property taxes are due and before we head to Las Vegas but my dogs are barking today and by the end of Sunday they will be howling. I know I wrote how I am like George Bailey but I keep waiting for Uncle Billy and Clarence Odbody to get their hind feathers and wings into gear.

I heard a story today about some of the U.S. Olympic swimmers faking being mugged and robbed in Rio. My theory is that they are a bunch of young kids who blew their money on crazy twitterpated types of things that young men might get mixed-up in while away in Brazil and they wanted mommy and daddy to send them more money so they could continue their sewing of oats. I base that on nothing more than having been a young man once upon a time before the MIDDLE years caught-up with me. I have not watched one second of the Olympics and I still plan to keep my gold medal contention for non-Olympic watching alive!

I bet you know that I am watching The Andy Griffith Show. SPOILER ALERT COMING - Gomer and Thelma Lou almost had to get married but Thel and Barney are back together. You remember the episode "Barney And Thelma Lou Phfftt" from May 4th, 1964. You know - episode number 125. I watch about ten episodes a week even though I have seen every episode about ten times each. 

I cannot believe it is already 17:42. I am thinking about going to bed but they I will be awake way too early. I guess I will wait until about 20:30 before thinking about going to bed. My back hurts, my feet stunk and I don't love (I had better stop there before I offend some). 

Less than a month before we will be in Lost Wages! I have been to Vegas many times but Cha Cha has not been there. She is so excited to go to the John Fogherty concert. I am excited too but nowhere near as excited as she is. I wish I could arrange for her to meet him but I am unsure how to make that happen. Maybe if I tell him that is my birthday (the day we see him in concert) that would make a difference? It was cool when we were kids and special things really could happen for us on our anniversary of birth. I like to make her happy because she makes me happy just about every day of my life. 

Okay, I am gonna stop now. I am not sure when I will blog again but, who knows, maybe I will blog in the next day or two, Are you on the edge of your seat? Me neither. Thank you for stopping by. Have a great rest of your day. The next episode and Gomer is singing "From The Halls of Montezuma" (Marines' Hymn) - boy, I wonder what's going to happen in this episode. LOL. Okay, that's it. Thanks again. TTT????...MITM (out) TA! I went all classy with only black-and-white photos today. FANCY!!!

Meet Pramuda (a New World-Wide Sensation)!

Pramuda of Sri Lanka

It is 09:31 and I am taking a break from riding the stationary bike so I thought I would begin the blog before I did another 15 miles. I have not weighed-in for over a month (July 12th) and, according to our scale here at the house, I have gained one pound in the past month. Actually, I am surprised that it is so low of a gain because I have not been keeping-up with my program as diligently as I should have been. With the 30 miles on the bike before I weigh-in I figure I will show a small weigh-loss sine July 12th. I would have, had I been following the program I was following, lost another ten pounds or so. It has been more important to take care of my parents though. Next Monday my dad has surgery for his back and I am staying over night at their house on Monday and, depending on what time his surgery is (he is waiting for the call to let him know that time) I may stay over Sunday night too. My mom cannot be left alone for her, and probably others', safety so I will endure my severe feline allergy and take a bullet for the team.

Yesterday I mentioned that I would try to take a photo of the little girl in Sri Lanka (Democratic Socialist Republic of Sri Lanka) that Cha Cha and I donated to sponsor for her school backpack and school supplies. We learned. last night, that her name is Pramuda. I am weird so I checked to see what the name Pramuda means. I have always been a great admirer of Native Americans and how their names mean something about their natures and make-up like: Wind In His Hair or Crazy Horse or Sitting Bull or Stands With A Fist or Dances With Wolves... Matthew, supposedly, means "gift of God." Depending upon who you are speaking to there are many gods so which one am I a gift of? Lucifer is the god of light according to the King James version of the Hebrew word. Pramuda means "quick-minded" and "having freedom of expression to mix easily with people." It also means "because your feelings and desires are so changeable you are never satisfied with the way conditions as they are." I hope our small help will allow her to reach her full potential and realize all of her desires and feelings in her life. We should all do something nice to/for other living things and animals and people if we are able to do so. There is enough evil in the world.


I am going to head back down to the dungeon and do my next 15 miles. It is 10:10 now and I weigh-in at high noon. Let's hope that the "high" part has to do with the feeling of elation I will receive when my weight is LOWer and not because my weight is HIGHer. Think light thoughts though, by the time you read this, I will have already weighed-in and you can just see in a paragraph or so what the final verdict is/was. Okay - TTFAFHWWSLN (ta ta for a few hours which will seem like nanoseconds).
It is now 15:41; so much has happened since 10:10. I rode the stationary bike 25 miles (total) though I was aiming for 30 miles. I just ran out of time before I had to go weigh-in. I wore sweatpants and a sweatshirt hoodie while spinning (I hate that term for some reason) so I think that made-up for the five less miles. I had not weighed in for a while so I was a bit nervous. I ended-up losing 0,8 pounds which put me over the 65 pounds lost mark. I was averaging 2,2 pounds lost per week so 0.8 over four weeks was not what I had hoped but I was satisfied with that considering all that has happened over the past month.

While I spun (like a record, baby, right round, round round) I was watching The Big Lebowski (I own the DVD). I really like that movie - Turturro, Goodman, Buscemi, Moore (Julianne), Bridges (Jeff), Hoffman (Phil), Sam Elliot... what a great cast.

I hard-baked 18 eggs and peeled them so they would be ready for this week's salads (all things that I shopped for after weighing-in). I have all the fixin's for the salad but I will make that a bit later. I usually make a huge salad and put it in the fridge to last for four days or so. I don't think I will ever get tried of salads - THANKFULLY!

I went over and got the oil changed on the Fiat and filled-up the fuel tank so Cha Cha is ready for the rest of her week.

I took the bandage off of my nearly severed thumb and it does not look great but it is still in one piece. I put honey n it as the Native Americans did. What is better than nature's glue? I was going to cover it with leaves but I went with a band-aid again so I would not look like a total freak. I just do not want to get honey all over things and I like the cushion of a band-aid. When I took the original one off the thumb smelled really bad - like dying flesh. I wish it were not right on the joint so I could stitch it up. It is a bit swollen too but that is to be expected. I will probably change the bandage in the morning before I head to my day gig.

I am going to end now. I will probably not write again until Sunday though I cannot promise that I will not throw one or two in there before Sunday. I heard some very interesting political stuff but I have vowed not to get political here - for now at least. I presume if you want to hear this sort of thing you will easily be able to find it right about now. Okay, I am really done. TTTSUnday (or before). MITM (out) TA!

I AM GEORGE!

I am going to squeeze a quick blog in here today. 

I realized today that I really am George Bailey incarnate. I don't resent being him as George Bailey was a great man who knew the right things to do and he did them. I know I have written here before that I have felt like George but now I know that I AM George. Maybe the blog is Clarence Oddbody and I take it/him for granted sometimes. Thanks for believing in Clarence and letting him help me when warranted.Just so you are not too concerned - I am nowhere near thinking about jumping off a bridge.

Last night Fabio and I went to see Sausage Party at the theater. He wanted to see it and none of his friends wanted to so I went with him. When I went to the ticket booth to get the tickets I said I wanted two tickets for Sausage Fest. He cracked-up. Yes, I knew what I was saying and, I will admit, it was premeditated. I think it is always nice to put a smile on someone's face if one is able. The movie was raunchy but I laughed many, many times. The language was extremely raunchy and some of the actions, even though cartoons, were very lewd and crude. There were more curse words (many the worse ones you may have ever heard) that ordinary words. I recommend the movie if you are not easily offended but be prepared as they do their best to offend the un-offendable. 

Meditation has helped me in so many ways - love me some Buddhism

I spend the morning and part of the afternoon with my parents. I mowed their lawn and then ran them to Farm and Fleet and to Meijer. I am really looking forward to meditation tonight as I think I really need it today. I meditated a bit on the way home but it is not the same while driving; it still helps a bit but not to the extent that I need it today. I think Cha Cha and I will have sushi for dinner too as I found that there is a sushi restaurant in Woodstock. Sushi followed by time in a Buddhist Temple seems pretty Richard Gere or something doesn't it? I will try to remember to take a photo of the little girl in Sri Lanka that Cha Cha and I are helping. If you are not aware of what I am talking about I think it was probably last Tuesday's blog when I wrote about that (just guessing on the day of the blog). 

While I was at my parents' house I made the mistake of mentioning politics. BRAKES SLAMMED ON - I remember that I said I would try very hard not to discuss politics here anymore so I will stop right there, before I go any further... That reminds me that the song "I Would Do Anything For Love (But I Won't Do That)" appeared in the movie last night. It was very funny.

I think I am going to end now so I can go take a shower. I will probably be able to blog a bit more tomorrow as I won't have so much running-around to do. I do have to mow our lawn but, with my luck, it will rain. Wait, maybe that would be fortuitous because then I would have an excuse not to do it. It isn't really all that long but I feel like I need to mow and get beat-up by the trees in our yard at least once a week, 

Have a great night and I hop things get better in Milwaukee and other areas of the country that are going through similar problems. I saw the Milwaukee Sheriff on television this morning and I was very impressed with the way he is handling himself, his officers and the situation that has dropped itself into his lap. Why do I start new topics after I have already said I was going to wrap-up? Okay, that is it - REALLY!!!!! TTTT...MITM (out) TA!