Hello Old Friends....
Hi Rhonda
every 4-6 months for the past year and a half I've been getting these real bad fevers with chills and shivering/shaking. Doc put me in the hospital had a fever almost 104 and sky high blood pressure, they dont know whats going on so gonna start a process of elimination this week with a visit to a viral/bacterial infection specialist.

That is so funny that you wrote "not that any of you are old"....I was thinking the same thing about your post title....although I do know that I am getting old..lol....
Glad you are getting checked out...DO NOT MESS WITH YOUR HEALTH.....keep us posted....
I just got back from a long two weeks of traveling mostly for work but got to see my best buddies in Texas and then it ended with a glorious trip to see my hubby....but leaving today just sucked as usual....we are working at how to be in one city....it just is a process and all in time.....but we cannot wait....
Hang in there and good to see you posting!
Ann
I gladly accept my oldness, thank you very much. I will be 40 at the end of this month. Another decade closer to being that "mean ol woman down the block with all those cats". Except, the cats are owned by the dude who lives behind me and lets them run wild; all 19 of them now. Someone reproduced; yay for me.
Cat for right now. When I stop doing the traveling thing and can devote time to the baby, I will be more than ready for my itty bitty chihuhua or another toy pom.


"And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter"
I have these gorgeous beige satin pumps with black lace on the toes; very elegant. They have sat in my closet for almost 2 years because I cannot find the "perfect" dress to wear with them. I pull them out of the closet 2 or 3 times a year, fondle them, love them, then put them on my feet to wear around the bedroom in boxers and a t-shirt.
One day, they shall see the night and the elegance of a beautiful night and be ruined when some jackass sloshes beer or wine on them. I think that's why I haven't "tried" to find the perfect dress. The first night they're worn will probably be the last and I don't want to see them when they are not pristine. Oh well....