O/t!!!
It works on alot of people, but somehow I dont think it would work in this case. For a chick, she seems to have a head on her shoulders haha
Good luck Lisa!
Happy anniversary Scott/Cookie!
Glad Dallas is doing better Scott/Texas, been listening to the CD today..GOOD STUFF!
Glad you got the Vdub running good Mark.
It's almost FRIDAY! Just hope I dont get asked to work the weekend. Got my eye on a good hunting spot saturday morning. Also would like to be able to sand blast my driveshaft and get a coat of paint on it. Tired of the rust.

Congrats though Scott.

Her dad was sent home under the care of Hospice. They gave him a bunch of morphine and some other drug that gives you a sense of well being.
The morphine helped tremendously with his breathing, so that he now has the strength to get up out of his chair and use the restroom on his own.
The "well being" drug really helped his attitude, so that he is basically almost back to his regular self.
Kriss, seeing that, has really cheered up. She is tired from all the stress and has been holed up at home "recharging her batteries".
We all know that the morphine and the other drug is just temporary, his cancer is terminal and all through his body, but it is good to see him up and about for the time being.
Her dad was sent home under the care of Hospice. They gave him a bunch of morphine and some other drug that gives you a sense of well being.
The morphine helped tremendously with his breathing, so that he now has the strength to get up out of his chair and use the restroom on his own.
The "well being" drug really helped his attitude, so that he is basically almost back to his regular self.
Kriss, seeing that, has really cheered up. She is tired from all the stress and has been holed up at home "recharging her batteries".
We all know that the morphine and the other drug is just temporary, his cancer is terminal and all through his body, but it is good to see him up and about for the time being.
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Dan my thoughts are with you guys, I had an great uncle die from cancer and he basiclly did the same thing in the end, went home and was on pain meds and just made the best of it till the end. I still miss that stubborn old redneck...

Indeed it is a game. There have been a few times I tried to arrange viewings in such a way I knew that buyers would run into each other...and I purposefully leave the business cards out (of all the people who have viewed the house) so everyone can see them. Stuff like that works.
The "well being" drug really helped his attitude, so that he is basically almost back to his regular self.
Kriss, seeing that, has really cheered up. She is tired from all the stress and has been holed up at home "recharging her batteries".
Personally speaking, there was this one night, shortly before my dad died, when he had just come back from his last radiation treatment. I am sure you are familiar with radiation, but essentially, it shrinks the tumors and it makes the person feel really good for a little while. I went with him to his radiation treatments, and that particular day was a very long day. We came home and had dinner and he was chatting up a storm, and in the best mood I had seen him in since he was diagnosed. He was laughing and telling stores and jokes and talking about everything under the sun. I was tired and decided to take off, and he seemed really disappointed when I told him I needed to go home.
I did, and I regret it to this day. I should have stayed there all night and talked to him and listened to what he had to say. He was back to being sick the next day and never really came back after that. Like I said, I kick myself for that and if there is one thing I could do different that is it. I just don't want Kriss to have the same regret.
I thought about you guys a lot the past couple days. I hope you can keep the pain away until the very end and I hope you both make it through this okay.
Oh, been meaning to update all of you. Dallas is doing much better. It's unbelievable. Today she roade into town in the truck for the first time in over a week (not counting the emergency run to the vet). I still picked her up and put her and also lifted her down though. No jumping for her anymore I am afraid. Taken today in town:
Scott, Dallas looks like a very happy dog.
So I listened to more songs today, and finally listened to "I got the guns" all the way through and it made me cry...actually shed tears. that isn't easy to do my man.











