Well hi! I know, it's been a long time, but believe it or not I have been super busy. I should write notes in between blog posts so I can remember everything I want to write about in my blog hahaha.

So let's see...last weekend was the annual city wide garage sale here from friday to sunday. We put out a table but didn't do too well. We didn't really expect to tho, so it was all good. Bob and Roz came and put up a table too so it was really fun just hanging out. Weather kind of cooperated..but def could have been better.

Monday brought a sad day. My youngest son's basset hound, Bentley, passed away. We think he had a series of strokes a few days before that, because he suddenly could not walk and began to urinate and defecate wherever he was lying down at. He had been having seizures for awhile now, and was ten yrs old. He's not struggling now and is running over fields of green with Kasha :) RIP Bent.

With that being said, here is an example of the type of people I have to live around in my apt complex. The Thursday before we had Bentley put to sleep, is when he started to have a problem walking. However, if we picked up his hind end and sat him on his feet he was still able to walk outside, albeit a bit wobbly. We told my son at that point that it was time for us to let Bentley go. He asked us if he could have the weekend with him and of course we said yes. Two days later, on Sat, we think he had another stroke and that was when he wasn't able to walk at all. He was in no pain, there was no whimpering and he was still eating and drinking just fine. To be honest, if the vet was open on saturday we probably would have talked to my son and did it then, but they aren't open on weekends.  Anyways, my point is, we did not let him suffer nor were we inhumane. The first time bent had to go outside after what we think was his first stroke, someone who is supposed to be my friend apparently sat outside making horrible remarks about what shitty people we are to "let a dog suffer like that" and that they should not have to look at the poor dog.

 Anyone who knows me knows I do NOT let animals suffer, and in fact I will go without to make an animal more comfortable. I have even risked losing where i live to help an abused or sick animal. So yes, these are the kinds of people I have to deal with daily. Real nice, huh.

Speaking of apartment living, I am really liking the new manager. She's doing quite well, and doesn't take any shit. I think she will be able to handle the more troublesome tenants we have with ease. Hopefully she stays around and doesn't get overwhelmed and leave.

Diabetes and I are currently locked into a power struggle that I am determined to win. My fasting numbers in the morning are high as hell (for me) and are elevated all through the day. However, I am pretty sure I know what the issue is, and I am busting my ass to remedy it and stay on a healthy track. Such an annoying fucking disease, diabetes lol.

Ok, think that's enough for now. I have plans for this weekend that I am hoping are going to relax me a bit from the stresses of where I live. You all have a nice weekend :)

Peace,

Shannon