Craig Not Bond!

Say No to Craig Yep. I joined the mass of Pierce Brosnon’s fans on a campaign to replace Daniel Craig as Bond. Pierce Brosnon is the only reason why I keep going back to see 007 on big screen. I go to see a Bond film leaving all logic behind, and just enjoying the sight of Bond and the gadgets and cars. Although I’d LOVE to have Pierce back, but I’d settle for anyone other than Craig. The dude already lost 2 teeth in a stunt shoot, and now he admitted he can’t drive the Astin Martin because he doesn’t...
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Misery loves me

Got 2 words for you. Staph infection. And I got it. All over my butt. Saturday evening. Brandon noted that it seemed I had been bitten on a butt cheek by a bug. Entirely possible and happened before. Could be bugs on the couch. No problem. Sunday evening. A few more dots appear. Still, I’ve been on the couch a bit. Damn flea-ridden hand-me-down loveseat. Then again, it came from a catlover household. Monday evening. I heard this. “Holy shit, babe! That couch is eating you alive!” My derrier is covered entirely by scattered red dots, some bigger than others....
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Home at last…kinda

Touched down on US soil on Valentine’s Day at 8:30 p.m. Got home at 10:30 and promptly went to bed. Woke up and got to work for Board meeting at 6:30 a.m. and toughed out the day. Today, not so much toughing out. At 3 p.m. I was a husk of a human being so at 4 I limped home. Jetlag sucks. Although the effect is noticeably diminished by flying direct instead of the usual stop-and-go. And we’re moving this weekend to Los Alamitos. If you know me and haven’t received the “we’re moving email”, email me. Not much time...
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Coming home…really…I am!

Yep. Still in BKK. Getting on the plane tomorrow though. For sure. After seeing mom on Friday morning, still feeling yucky from chemo and now a little disheartened that I’m leaving, I decided to stay until, well, tomorrow. It was a decision that was worth it. Today, mom’s eating more. Or at least less resistant to me bossing her around to eat some more. LOL. She looks great and has been up out of bed or at least more alert today. The doctor said yesterday that the worst is over for her. She reacts to chemo wonderfully–a little nauseaus but...
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The Fighting Mom

Mom’s doing good so far after her first chemo session. She’s been worried sick–quite literally–for the past few days, dreading chemo. From what she’s heard from others and witnessed her best friend go through, mom’s been horrified. First, they put her on a whole bottle of IV. Then another small bottle to go with the anti-nausea and other medication to help her along. About 12 hours after we checked in, at 8 p.m. last night, they started her chemo. We were fortunate to know an off duty nurse from the same hospital to come watch over mom over night. I...
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Checking in

Dial up = Hell. So I will be brief. Feb 2 Whirlwind arrival. Busy all day doing all sorts of stuff. Feb 3 Whirlwind shopping. Went out and shopped like crazy with Joy and Lily. Feb 4 The wedding. Morning send-off instead of the end of the evening so the parents could go home, and the kids can party all night long. Kids reception was quite fun. Feb 5 Off to Phuket and on to Phang-Nga. Visited the site for tsunami memorial in Khao Lak and met the finalist architects. And the press. Went all over Phang-Nga to see the...
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