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Just your average 48 year old tattooed woman

Well it has been quite the interesting month, July has.

Started out with me taking a week’s vacation from verk, melding quickly into my husband making an appointment with our family practitioner to discuss his recent (two months back) diagnosis of low testosterone.  A week after that I was on my way to the doctor to see why I was so dizzy and nauseated.  A week later, the mister was back in with the flu.  A week later, he was at the Emergency Room coughing up blood.  Ten minutes after I arrived at the ER, we were driving to the Urgent Care near our home.  My husband is unfamiliar with the lovely new rules of our bargain basement health insurance that state if you are not specifically spurting from an artery, or dying from myocardial infarction you should go to the Urgent Care center and not the ER.  Well, we have yet to receive a bill from the 15 minutes or so he spent at the ER cooling his heels in the waiting room, so I think we are good. (more…)

I want to be awestruck for the holidays. I want to be moved to emote. I want to feel a part of something larger than life itself.

Lately all I have been able to feel is the careless desperation of cheaply painted christmas bulbs, the decrepid humiliation of last year’s leftover wrapping paper and an empty cold wind where my giddiness used to be.

I need to have a new tradition. I want to feel inspired