Today, my precious Riley is 6 years old! I can't believe it's been that long since he came home. It seems like yesterday. This morning, in honor of his birthday, I let him sleep in with Daddy and closed the door so that Travee wouldn't pester him. We are having a cookout later today and he will get his own burger for his special day.He doesn't usually get people food, so it will be a treat!!!
I guess it's time for an overdue Travee update! Travis is now 7 months old. He has grown into a little stinker. He is the typical mischevious little brother. You have to always be on your toes when he is around.
Last week, I was working in my office and I smelled a horrible smell, like something was burning. I asked Nick what was burning as I walked into the kitchen. There was smoke in the kitchen. Nick, who is surfing the net on his laptop said that he didn't have a clue, that it was coming from the dishwasher, but couldn't figure out why. I walked to the dishwasher and opened it, difference is, I acutually "pulled out the bottom rack" and low and behold, I saw what the problem was immediately! Down, on the bottom, laying against one of the heating coils was a PIG HOOF, burning. Now when the boys chew on one of these things, it smells like a dirty butt. My house and dishes now smell like burning, dirty butt.
I remove the pig hoof, at which time, Travis strolls in with a look on his face like "Oh!, That's where I put that" I have to totally rewash the dishes and can't get that smell out of my head for days!
Fast forward to Thursday. Travis is following me around the house with a tennis ball, begging me to throw it for the millionth time that day. I am taking my dish to the kitchen to put it in the dishwaher. I open the dishwasher and just slide the plate in. This takes me about 2 seconds. I go to shut the door and it won't shut. I try again, still won't shut. I open the door fully, to see his tennis ball wedged between the door and the bottom shelf! My clients seem to think that he either wants his stuff cleaned, or he thinks the dishwasher is his new toybox.
This morning, I go to let him out and I see this. It acually makes me chuckle. Earlier this morning, when he went potty, he found a ball that he left outside. This was a special ball that he loves, Auntie Suzan gave it to Riley at Goldstock. I guess he wanted to put it in a safe place so he wouldn't lose it again.
Riley and Travis have become snugglebugs together. They spoon often, especially in my office. My office is small and cluttered, but they don't care, they want to be with me at all times. Here's a shot of them this morning, wearing the wonderful, matching collars from Auntie MJ.
Here is one from a couple of weeks ago with Riley using Travis as a pillow. 
And the time I found them spooning in bed. 
Travis likes to lay like an alligator, some call this laying like a frog. It freaks me out, it makes him look double jointed. 
The boys still love their walks, especially now that it's spring
They really enjoy sitting out on our back patio (we are all here right now). We have a pond, with a frog living in it, bird feeders and bird houses with a family inside and a squirrel feeder that has two visitors daily, a gray one and a brown one.
No, it's not a rabid clown, it's Bekkie MK-Ultra, making a miraculous recovery from a "compound fracture" to her ankle in April's bout against The Bitch Doctors (RUMOR). I love the look of joy on my face in this photo, it really shows my love for roller Derby.
Watch out Bitch Doctors, The Hellions are coming!
There comes a time where you are faced with decisions. What you decided can take you down one path, where another decision can take you down another.
At the moment, I am at a crossroad for about four separate things. I guess I need to just take the paths that are the best thing for me. The path that brings me the most happiness and the best chance of personal success.
Some things just aren't worth the hassle they bring. I need peace.
**Warning....I'm pissed, I have a potty mouth**
Well, life just keeps getting better and better, especially with my mother and her situation. For those that need an update, start at the beginning, then go to the middle and now, here's the end.
The piece of shit attorney has pretty much done nothing since October. I've been emailing him, calling him and leaving voice mails since March. Ignorant fucker will not respond.
Two weeks ago, I left a message stating that I wanted the ORIGINAL letter that I received from Life Flight admitting that they fucked up returned to me, that I was taking my case elsewhere since he didn't have the decency to resond back to me. Surprise.............no answer.
So, I contacted Edgar Snyder. They will not touch the case since there is only 3 months left before the statute of limitations runs out. They referred me to another practice. Same story. Same story three more times.
This fucking piece of shit totally fucked me. I am to the point where I am beginning to believe that he's been paid off.
Yesterday, I left ANOTHER message for him and threatened to contact the Bar Association. Low and behold, he had his secretary call me to tell me that a letter was put in the mail to me. She couldn't tell me what it said. My guess is that he is saying that there is nothing he can do further. Too bad he didn't have the BALLS to call me. Fucking coward had to send a letter then have his secretary call me.
So now, my mother is totally disfigured. Totally disabled. She's 61, living in a nursing home for the rest of her life and absolutely NO ONE is being held accountable for their actions. This is totally fucked up.
I've totally been robbed of 10-20 quality years with my mother. Yes, she is alive, but she is not the same person. By not getting the medication that she needed, she has brain damage. At 41, I shouldn't have to be going through this. I am an only child, and don't get me started on my "sperm donor". He has had very little interest in my life. So it's me, all me.
I could seriously kill someone right now. Good thing I don't own any weapons. I really, truly, understand now, how people can just snap and start shooting people.
Life isn't fair, I get that. I'm just having a hard time dealing right now with how my Mom went from this.......
To this.................................
It has nothing to do with money. Money doesn't matter, the nursing home and insurance company will just take it all anyway. It's a matter of principle and holding people accountable for their actions. Someone should have to look my mother in the eye and say, "I'm sorry."
The last weekend of April, I went on a bus trip with Ford City and Kittanning High School to New York City. I am so glad I have dogs, I would never want a teenager, especially like a certain foursome on the trip. Enough said.
Our first stop was a tour of Grand Central Station.
The view inside was stunning. Lots of people hurrying everywhere. Light was coming through the windows and shining on a very large American flag.
These lights were fashioned after Faberge eggs. They are actually made of gold.
There was a flower stand inside. Notice that all of the customers are of the male gender. Wonder what they are all in the dog house for?
It was cool to see the horse and buggies. The horses seemed oblivious to all the people and traffic around them.
I have no idea who this dude is. I didn't even notice him when I was talking the picutre. Once I uploaded all my photos, I found him. He sure looks pissed off. Bet his wife is shopping and left him to sit there and watch traffic.
I said a little prayer for Nancy and lit a candle for her. Her candle is the one in the middle, kind of by itself. Nancy would have loved this church. 
We visited Central Park. It was all blooming and gorgeous!
This sculpture was titled "Romeo and Juliet"
The gondolas were out!
We saw a lot of animal life. There were a pair of squirrels that were very comical. They were not afraid of humans at all.
In Chinatown, they sell the baby turtles as pets. Lots of people were walking around with them in the little, plastic carriers. I found out where they all end up! In the ponds/lakes of Central Park! No kidding, there were thousands of them sunning themselves and swimming.
It was because the police were coming. After I took this photo, the window rolled down, and the officer said to me "No pocketbooks today, ladies". He then smiled and winked at me, it was priceless! Ten minutes later, the suitcase guys were back in business.
We went to the top of the Empire State Building.
The view was spectacular from up there!
The last two photos, were taken on the Brooklyn Bridge. The skyline at night was awesome!
