If it isn't the gall bladder............................................

Yesterday Bugs spent about four hours on "the table" at the radiation lab and had her innards tested.

Today her doctor told her it isn't her gall bladder.

Could it be her kidneys?

Another scan ordered. I hope her insurance will pay for all this testing.

I'm getting awfully tired of second guessing and worrying.

The weekend went relatively well. Wheelie and I spent most of Sunday piddlin' around the house.

Bugs and PH did more house moving, and she and Boo were invited to dinner by PH's mom.

We did a lot of talking on the phone this weekend. Something that hasn't happened for a while.

She thinks her relationship with PH is starting to creep into the serious phase. Hmmm....

I like the guy. He is a hard worker, seems to have a decent head on his shoulders (he's a restaurant manager too) and he is showing some significant interest in the baby.

I told her that all I want for her is someone who will love her and take care of her.

We shall see.

Daddy, in the meantime, has taken a turn for the utmost stupid.

Seems that he has been stealing checks from his best friend as well as from his boss. Writing himself checks and cashing them. He no longer works for this boss.

He has been selling his possessions, his guitars, his amps, his furniture. He moved out of the house he was renting and moved in with the best friend whom he stole the checks from.

By the way, it was this best friend's car he was driving when he got arrested a few weeks ago.

He is on drugs again. Completely strung out, begging for money from anyone who will stand still long enough.

The best friend is about to kick him out of his house. About time.

Daddy has been talking about turning himself in, whatever he means by that.

Bugs is beginning to convince herself that she will never see a penny of child support. She might as well close that door and move on.

She called his mother the other day. Nana pretty much stonewalled her, pretended not to know what was going on with Daddy. Either she is being kept in the dark, or she is nuts.

We need to move on from these people. Seriously.

Bugs loves her new house, it's so small, so manageable (cleaning wise :>) She has been hanging up pictures and making it HER home.

She still needs to finish emptying the other house (mostly some stuff in the garage) and she also goes by every day to feed the cat(s) and the dog. Still no takers for any of them. PeeWee has taken the high road, we can't find her anywhere. Figures, the only cat we found a home for said sayonara folks!

And so we keep on truckin'


Last week I wrote to the family that lives in our old house (see blog July 12). Just curious.
Today I received a very nice email from the lady who has been living in that place since 1984.

Wonderful! I love that kind of stuff!!

She wrote that they finally got rid of the honey problem on the ceiling last year! *lol*

(you've gotta read the blog!)

So now it's 7:40, Baby is asleep after a busy day, and I am ready to stretch out myself as well.

SGMKJ!