February 4, 2005
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"Look, I don't mean you're WEIRD or anything, but you know, sloppy joes and french fries are fine for hte rest of us but no, YOU have to have food with like fresh green stuff. ... See? I rest my case."
She's not writing on Xanga anymore, but for those of you who were wondering, my sister, (used to be Fugitive) is alive, well, and still offering her unique view on the world. Just now, she's sort of confined herself to critiquing me and my life instead of taking on the broader realm.
Yeah - I'm home with Michael. He's still feeling pretty rough. We were up most of the night (did I say that already?) sitting in a steam-filled bathroom hoping to get him enough relief to buy 30 minutes of sleep before we had to do it again.
So I have nothing better to do (I'm done with the vacuuming and the laundry, I've cleaned my room and moved the bookshelf that was blocking the intake vent to the furnace - DOH, Terri.
) I suppose I could be WORKING on something. And I kind of have been. But after my phone call with my sister ... well, there are just some moments in life when you know it must ALL stop so you can write a blog. You have no choice.
Especially with a sister like Cheryl.
She knows this already so I can say it without revealing any major secrets, but in all my longer writing, there's always a character loosely based on my sister because when I get bored with writing the serious stuff, that character can be counted on to say the outrageous thing and get it all shaken up.
I'm making notes all the time. Honest to God, I keep a spiral notebook just for the things that Cheryl says. If they ever find the drugs to cure what's wrong with that girl, my life won't be the same.
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It sounds like life can be lots of fun with Cheryl around. Divorces are such ugly things. SO earthshattering...... I will pray for you that the Lord will heal you. Have a great weekend. I will also pray that your son is well soon.
Jenn
I'm glad to hear she's doing well.
ROFL. Did you ever tell Cheryl that she ended up in one of my tales too? A tale-bearer, that one, in a unique and different way.

First off, I hope that Michael is getting better and both of you are getting some sleep.
I miss your sister's voice, the way she had of telling a story. I imagine she must make you looney at times, as anyone close enough to really know you will. Still, I envy you not only having a sister, but having that particular fireball as your sister.
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Hello Terri . This recalls me some memories when Fugitive held a blog .
I wish Michael went well .quickly .
Love
Michel
Glad Michael is getting better. During the day, when my kids have croup, I tend to leave a pot of water boiling on the stove to put moisture in the air and get them to drink lots of stuff or eat juice pops to get hydrated.
Croup is so hard on the kids. My daughter used to have two or three bouts a season, but now as an almost teen she is not getting it so much. Hope that gives you some encouragement.
My sister, a retired surgical nurse, tends to give me sage bits of advice such as, if you ever have female problems get the stuff cut out. I kind of reject that, as I do any of the other negative thoughts that she puts into my mind.
Fresh green stuff?????? What are you thinking????? (she says smiling)
Heather
God Bless - Dale
o/
*raises eyebrow*
You set our project aside to BLOG??? Damn the man... TO THE PLANK WITH YOU WENCH!!!
HA!
Sail on... sail on!!!
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