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When you have Fibromyalgia, you're just not able to stand for any length of time. So I avoid the post office at ALL costs! However, my Mom had made something for my girlfriend, and she asked me to mail it for her today. The post office today was no different than usual. The lines were out to the door. As I stood in line I kept thinking how I still had to make another trip with my gifts for my friend Dean. I know I should have consolidated my trips, but I wasn't sure when I'd get Dean's gift ready to mail. As it turned out, I worked on them all afternoon, so they're ready to mail in the morning after my doctor visit. I wish I could be there to see Debbie's face when she opens her gifts. Or to see Dean's face when he opens his gifts. To me, that's the best part of Christmas. Seeing the faces of your loved ones as they open your present to them. I've long since stopped caring if I got a gift, I just get so much enjoyment out of making other people happy.   Mark commented that every Wednesday night they have Trivia Night. The idea is to get the highest points, thereby winning a $25 gift certificate. I love quizzes of any kind, so I was up for it. We answered each question right with the exception of one. (primary colors are red-yellow-blue!!...lol) The last question in round one was: name the 4 names of Santa Clause - without using Santa Clause. Well the first three were a breeze. 1. Father Christmas 2. St. Nicholas 3. Kris Kringle But the last one stumped us. I blurted out what my Father always called him, "The Old Bastard". (lol) Mark and my Mom both started laughing. Mark dared me to put that down for the last answer. When I did, we all laughed so hard the tears were coming down our cheeks. Mom raised her glass and said, "To Dad!" We all toasted. I think we all needed a good laugh. Unfortunately we couldn't stay, Mark and his wife had a prior engagement. Just as we were getting ready to go the announcer listed off the scores. We were tied for 1st place! (lol) I hated to leave knowing we might have won, but there's always next week. We've all agreed we'll be back next Wednesday ready to WIN! Life is so stressful, it's good to get lubricated up for Happy Hour. (grin) For the last few weeks, Dean and I have been working on a new website. The name is Global Fibro-CFS Investigations. The address will be coming soon. We'll be taking a survey of Fibromyalgia and CFS patients, hoping to spot trends, or simularities with this illness. The answers will be stored in a data base. We'll then give this information to researchers and others who are working on a cure for Fibromyalgia. I'll be posting the address here when we're ready. So in the meantime I ask that you please pass the word around to your fellow Fibromyalgia friends. Every Wednesday night is Trivia Night at the local sports bar in town. Since my Mom and my brother Mark and I weren't able to stay past the first round last week, we vowed to return and finish this week. Last night was our first full night of trivia. Each table of players creates a name for themselves, I called us the Triple Delight since there were three of us...and we're such a delight (lol) The game consists of four rounds, 5 questions for each round. The group with the highest total points at the end of the night wins a $25 gift certificate. There are also 4 drawings for free beer through the night. We sailed through the first 2 rounds, tying for second place. By the 4th round we'd lost every question but one. We could see our winnings swirling down the drain like the flushing of a toilet. We hung on till the end, coming in 4th or 5th place I think. Although we didn't win, we did have fun. I said to my Mom that I noticed the longer people drank (it was well into Happy Hour), the harder the questions got. I talked to my brother tonight and he said he remembered very little of last night. (lol) We all had fun, and I was happy to be the designated driver. My Mom and my brother Mark are my two closest family members. Debbie and Dean are my two closest friends out of the family. These four people keep me centered, happy, and loved. Life would be unbearable without any of them. Well, Christmas is over, and life goes on. I had a very nice Christmas, my family took good care of me this year. And as time goes on I have to keep reminding myself that if it seems too good to be true....it is. To love someone is more than words, or even gifts. To love someone is action, or the lack of such. For the last two months I've had a special person in my life. Dean has been there to help me in my quest for the perfect website, and has become beloved to me. What started out as a friendship has grown into something deeper. At least I had thought it had. I had hoped I'd hear from him while he was away visiting family over Christmas. At least a little note telling me he got there ok or something. A "Merry Christmas" on Christmas Day. But for the last three days I've heard nothing from him. A part of me uses the excuse that he's probably busy, and has a hard time finding the time to write. But the other part of me says, "you'd find the time to write to him." I guess I should have seen it coming. Lately he's been more distant. I'd just assumed it was because he's continually busy with his company. Maybe it's something else. Either way I feel abandoned, and very alone this holiday season. Unfortunately all Mike can do is set traps. He only has one arm, so he isn't able to get up on the roof and fix the hole the rats use to get in. I'd had my yard man go up on the roof the last time and stick some heavy duty screen in the opening, but the rat had been able to get it open. So since I have no idea when to expect another man at our house I did it myself! Like the old adage, "you want a job done right, have a woman do it"....oops, that's not it....."you want a job done right, do it yourself". Yup, that's it. So while Mike was setting traps, I had my nephew Brian hold the ladder as I climbed up to close the opening. I had hoped to nail the screen into place, but it was such a small area, under the eaves, I was only able to get one nail in, and another kind of in. I'm hoping that will do the trick. I absolutely HATE to have rats anywhere near me, much less inside my home. Thankfully they remain in the attic. I'd absolutely die if I came face to face with these things. They're roughly 2 feet long. As big as a house cat in some cases. I still haven't heard from Dean. I'm now on day 4 without word. Maybe expecting a "hello, how are you?", is too much to ask. But why is it that I can always find time for the people I love, but it never is the same in reverse? I do know that I'm not going to let this get to me. If he's decided he no longer wants me in his life fine. I'm sick of being hurt by people who claim to love you.
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