Well more of the same. Another day of massive rain. It finally let up enough where we decided to continue our journey but damn if we didn’t hit more of it in LA. Only thing funnier is we checked the weather in Vegas and it’s raining there too so it’s just a wet trip. Did a little work this morning, which all feels good to be headed in the right direction and I like where 2011 is going.
We finally stopped in Malibu and hopefully it will be clear enough tomorrow to enjoy it.
Hmm, the weather has been challenging. We laughed about whether we should have checked it before we left, but we probably wouldn’t have come and we are glad we did. We were headed north of Santa Barbara but the weather won out and we are further north, camped by the ocean for two days now. My children were born and raised in the desert so this stuff pouring out of the sky is fascinating to them. We expect to take back off tomorrow.
Well anyone who knows me won’t be surprised to learn camping out isn’t my thing. And that was true long before I became a Queen. It’s a lot of hard work, there’s a lot of mud and some real strange sounds in the woods. We are having a good time though. When we first took off we had sleet, rain, fog and some hellacious winds. I mean serious winds. When Don relieved me from driving he said man this is tedious. I say yeah if I wanted this kind of tension I would go play a big poker tournament. He thought I was kidding. I said no it’s the same thing, one wrong move and you’re out.
We are all getting ready to take a road trip in the motorhome. Looks like we will be at Disney for the big day and I’m sure the kids will absolutely love it – what child wouldn’t. Holidays weren’t much when I was growing up so it’s always been important to me to make a BIG deal out of them. I like for them to be memorable and it looks as if this one won’t be an exception.
Well I don’t usually take much time but had some irritating but long put off minor surgery which required me to put my feet up. Short of the drugs involved it was a nice couple of days; wonder why I don’t do more of them. All is well now and going to play a charity event at the Venetian. I HATE charity events in terms of the poker (not real) but of course love supporting the cause and the social aspect. Off ….
Well L and S are back in school. I met my next door neighbor for lunch and some girl time. She told me The Meadows (Haydens former school) lost another child last night, 15 and in the same sort of mysterious circumstances as Hayden. I’ve always thought the pesticides in the fertilizer got to Hayden during football practice. I would hate to think it got another child too. Children going through a growing spurt, I have come to believe, are highly suseptible to pesticides and the such. Their immume system is “down” when their body is growing. Apparently the family had to fight with the local hospital, and that means the same idiotic doctor I had to fight with, in order to bring their son home to die. “And take away all those medical expense charges?” I say to my friend, “just so some poor 15 year old can die at home with his family and friends around him?” What is the world coming to. The hospital/doctor refused to release this young man and he died at a cold impersonal hospital room with the meter running. Forgive my sarcasm but it’s well deserved. I HATE the system that does this and I’m going to fight them until I have no more breath left in me. Bastards. Cold, hard, calculating bastards.
