Queen of Nothing

I will admit, quite freely, that I’m a selfish bitch.  I like things my way. I like the attention on me. But today I’ve got to step out of my universe and ask you to send happy thoughts, good karma, and loads of prayers to two of our fellow bloggers.

Let’s start with AT at Atomictumor. His beautiful beloved BJ, the love of his life, is in the hospital and has been since Nov 1 fighting a raging infection that’s left her in critical care.  The docs there don’t seem to know what’s caused it although they seem to have focused on a kidney infection.  I found AT through Busy Mom’s plea for prayers and good wishes and wish I found him long before this.  Go read. Hit the archives and start at Halloween, work your way forward and if you aren’t crying and praying by the second day then I reserve the right to call you a cold hearted bastard. Oh, and let AT know you’ve stopped by. He’s getting over 8000 hits a day and maybe 10 comments. Say something people!

Next up is Chickie over at Skittering Thoughts.   She’s got a real dating game style background going on over there with those big ol’ 70’s style daisies. I know you remember those.  Anyway, she lost a good friend this week and needs your good thoughts and prayers.  It tough when family passes but I think it’s even harder when it’s a friend.  Friend’s know EVERYTHING and can be more a part of you than family ever will be. Go visit and say something nice okay?

I’m tired folks. So tired I can’t sleep.  Last week T and I drove to Knoxville to watch and participated in some fine belly dancing.  It was fabulous. But the schedule just about killed me.

Drive forever: There are signs all along the freeway that say “caution fog advisory.” We determined that fog was really an acronym for fucking old geezers. Would someone please tell those people in TN that one should not drive 65 miles an hour in the freaking fast lane. That’s for me. The bitch in the white van that doing 85. Get the hell out of my way.

So we get there, dump our stuff, go shopping (mama needed new shoes!) go out to eat, find the Shriner’s temple where this thing was held. It was right across the water from the Vol’s stadium. Thank goodness there wasn’t a game there or we would have been screwed.  Two hour belly dance show. FAB-U-LOUS!  Leave, ride around a bit looking stuff. Get scared that we’ll get lost and hit the interstate to find our way back to the crib.  Sleep. Wake up and head out before 9:30am for a belly dance workshop. 4 hours of getting our ass kicked by the fabulous Samara of New York.  Lunch. More ass kicking. I get sick… again.  More shopping, another long ass drive home.  We make it home around midnight.

Then up bright and early Monday morning for work.

Thursday night… high school football game. It’s midnight before I can pick the girl up from school… band stuff.

Friday, long ass drive to Atlanta for a useless doctor’s appt.

Saturday, another long ass drive to Atlanta for more bellydancing. Got home at 2am this morning. Sick again.

AAAAAAAARRRRRGGGGGGHHHHH.  I just want to rest. Not do laundry or buy groceries or any of that shit. Just sleep. and I can’t.

I’m off to Knoxville to shake and shimmy with some fabulous fellow belly dancers.

Raq on, Y’all!

Hello everyone,  I’m raising money for the cystic fibrosis foundation. 

At this point, with less than a week left for collections, 

I only need $5 from 10 people to reach my fundraising goal.

I have signed up to participate in Shimmy-a-ton 2006 event in the 

Atlanta area that was designed to raise money for the Cystic Fibrosis Foundation.  

Last year Shimmy-a-thon raised over $16,000.00. 

This year we have set our goal at $30,000 to help families living with and fighting Cystic Fibrosis.  

The event is set up so that the dancers raise money by shimmying.  

We will all get together on September 23, 2006 and shimmy until we can not shake it anymore.  

Our friends, family and coworkers have an opportunity to sponsor us in this event by making a flat donation.  

To help them exceed their goal, I have set a personal donation goal of $300.  

Hopefully, together we can help the Cystic Fibrosis Foundation defeat this terrible disease.

Cystic fibrosis is a genetic disease affecting approximately 30,000 children and adults in the United States. A defective gene causes the body to produce an abnormally thick, sticky mucus that clogs the lungs and leads to life-threatening lung infections. According to the CF Foundation’s National Patient Registry, the median age of survival for a person with CF is 36 years.