darkangl72

I have two cats who need good homes.  One is a male and one is a female (mother and son.)  They are 1 and 2 years old.  They are both fixed and up to date on shots.  Also, both tested FIV negative.  They are solid grey and VERY cute!  They also are great with kids and my small dog.  One of us is experiencing allergy problems, unfortunately, so I am being forced to make them stay either outside or in one room in my home.  They would MUCH rather be inside.  They also LOVE canned food.  :)  I am in Douglasville, but I can drive to find them a good home.  They come with "stuff," as well (bowels, toys, beds, etc.)  Respond if interested!

How do people post something (glitter saying, ad, etc.) to everyone on their friends list?  I want to post it on the comment section and NOT as a bulletin.  Thanks!

If you are interested in owning a rental property or even if you would like to own your own home, I can help.  We currently have several houses in downtown Atlanta.  We are offering them at a wholesale price and also offer a cash back option, if interested.  Drop me a message if you would like to be notified of wholesale properties as they become available.  Thanks!  :)

Does anyone else work with their spouse or significant other?  If so, are there days when you want to kill them?  I love my husband, I really do.  But, he seems to think that he contributes SO MUCH to our business.  R-i-g-h-t.  Um, buddy, you like to drive around downtown Atlanta so that you can get some quiet time.  Since summer has set in, Tommy will leave each morning, go check on one of our rehabs, and "look at properties."  Honestly, I think he's driving around enjoying his morning coffee at Javaology!  I just feel annoyed when he acts like I am just sitting at home perusing PerezHilton.com.  Yes, I might allow myself the occasional look at LiveJournal, but for the most part, I am advertising online, answering the phone when someone who has completely overextended themselves wants to sell their home for full value when it's been sitting on the market for a year and no one has bitten, or dealing with the kids.  Holy run on sentence... Anyway, there are days when I enjoy having someone to bitch with about tenants, but other days, I think that he thinks that he's the boss in the company.  Argh. 

Today, my daughter had two of her friends over.  I was in the room with them as they were watching MTV.  The song, "Party Like a Rock Star," was on.  One of the girls said, "Man!  The skank girl is humping that pole!"  These are 11 year olds.  It's amazing to me how mature they are/look.  My daughter isn't/doesn't.  She is still not into the whole makeup/padded bra thing, yet.  And YES, some 11 year olds wear padded bras.  I guess they are fishing for 15 year old boys.  Who knows.  All I know is that it's disturbing how some of them look.  I never thought that I would be come a prude at 34, but apparently I have. :)   

Hubby has just left to go play poker.  He used to win a lot.  The last three weeks, he's lost.  I don't mind him playing when he wins.  :)  BUT, $200 buy ins and losing doesn't thrill me.  If he loses tonight, I'll start complaining.  I actually sort of enjoy him playing.  I get "me" time and I get to control the remote. 

Well, I am back!  I spent the last week at Crawford Long Hospital.  Last Wednesday night, I began to suffer extreme pains in my side.  I knew 100% that it was my gallbladder, again.  I thought I could wait it out.  I was wrong.  I would say that the pains rivaled those of childbirth.  I gave in at 4 a.m. and went to a local E.R.  This was my first mistake.  The E.R. doctor was an idiot.  He shot me up with Demerol and tried to send me on my way.  He told me to wait until my appt. with the surgeon next week.  You see, leading up to this, I had already experienced severe jaundice (bilirubin levels hit 21) and was hospitalized for a few days a month ago.  I had 3 ERCPs and had a stint placed during my hospital stay, as well.  I knew that the E.R. doc was full of it.  I called the Emory surgeon that I was supposed to see the following week.  He told me to come right in.  I showed up and he sent me to the Crawford Long E.R. I waited for 5 hours.  I sat in the waiting room moaning.  At this point, I had lost all pride and didn't care how pathetic I appeared.  Finally, they called me back.  My white blood cell count was 18,000 and my bilirubin level was at a 6 already.  They admitted me.  I had ANOTHER ERCP done.  The stint had "shifted significantly" and had set up an infection.  So, I got to spend a few days being pumped full of antibiotics.  I also had my gallbladder removed during my stay.  They told me that mine was "rotten."  I am back at home, now.  It hurts pretty bad.  It's okay, though, since I have my friend Percocet to keep me company. ;)   

What did I do, today?  Well, the entire family got up and actually made it to church.  This is quite a feat since DH usually puts up an argument or excuse.  He actually seemed to want to go, today.  Odd... My son actually made it all of the way through the service in his little 3 year old class.  They said that he only cried for me one time.  This is the first time that I have been there and not had my number flash up on the monitor telling me to come and get my child.  Afterwards, we went to Dave and Buster's.  It was okay.  My son is still young enough so that he doesn't really know if he is actually playing or if he's just sitting there watching the game intro thing.  Soon enough, he'll be spending $20 in 10 minutes there. ;)  I am trying to do a major clean out to my home.  Considering that I am a bit of a minimalist, this might seem funny to those who know me.  However, in order to maintain my sanity, I have to do major clean outs about every 6-8 weeks.  This drives my DH nuts.   He'll get over it.  :)  I am also going to hire a professional interior decorator to help me make my house more inviting.  I am a weirdo and hate to hang things on the walls.  I need someone to tell me that it looks good before I commit.  I am an odd one, what can I say? :)