How do you spell releif?

Hi All,


Well, WOOOO HOOOO !!!!


Floozie 1 and I went back to the USDA vet today and the cats papers were approved this time!


I was SO relieved , I felt like a puddle that needed to be scooped to the car with a shovel. Kind of like when you manage to grab your 3 year old right before they run in front of a speeding car.


I was like a wet noodle. LOL


After that ,we had a wonderful time shopping and having some delicious Mexican food on our way home.


My poor little friend. Her husband just died a couple months ago. He was sick with cancer for a long time.


Yesterday ,she put her Christmas decorations up and when I spoke to her on the phone she kept crying and said "there was no one to tell her it looked pretty."


She is fine ,really. The loss is just so fresh. They were married for over 40 years.
She is a happy ," full of life " kind of gal and I know she will get through this like a trooper. Then she better get her butt over to visit me in England. LOL


Right after I got home I got an email from the Visa people saying:

"Your application has been approved and the visa has been issued.


Oh Happy day!!!! Some one get a shovel and scoop me into a chair, would ya.


Thanks again to the peeps that helped me :)

luv me

Please....say it isn't so....

Ola Peeps,


Well, another day shot to hell in a handbag. Yesterday I drive 75 miles to the USDA Vet. My plan was to go there ,get my papers signed and then Christmas shop my way home.


I get there and the place is all "high security" ,cameras pointing in your face as you have to get buzzed in.


Hmmm, I wonder what THAT'S about.


I am allowed in the door and greeted by Miss Personality. (personality of a dead fish, that is)




"These are done incorrectly."





"My Vet has NO idea what he's doing. Can't you just sign your part?"













"NO!"






"Can you fax them over to him?"




















"Isn't there anything you can do?"





Yeah, THIS."














Insert stream of cuss words.......................



UGH! Now I have to go back to my Vet , after figuring out myself, how to do the shit right, then get his signature AGAIN.


Then go back to the effin USDA Vet and if it is done wrong again I will curl up into a ball on their high security ass floor and stay that way forever.


Needless to say, I was too mad to shop at all. I came directly home and wallowed in my bed.


Oh ,pardon me, my padded cell is ready.


Have a great day ya'll.


Luv me