My Son is Graduating Tonight.

Hallelujah! is the Highest praise, and this occasion sure deserves it. My son's High School Graduation. Man on man, I've have been waiting on this for 18 long years. At first it was looking kinda of scarce like it wasn't going to happen, but he pulled it out of bag Hallelujah! I know it was GOD's grace and mercy that allowed this to happen, and I Thank God. (Thank you Father)!

I never understood when my momma said "I can't wait until you are 18". But baby now I know first hand. I'm so glad he is 18 and out of school, I mean the next step is moving out, right? Shit it better be hopefully sooner than later. Wait first his lazy ass needs to get a job. Does he realize we are in a recession. ohhhh that's a whole nother post. Let's just stick with graduation before I get to damn emotional.

Awww I'm so glad he is gradating I will be there with bells on (because this is my off week of Chemo, Let's Thank GOD for that too). And there will be tears, tears of JOY! Like I said it was a little scare looking in the beginning, but he pulled it out of the bag. Thank you Jesus!

I went to visit my work family.

Yesterday, my daughter and I were out, so we stopped by my job. I haven't been by there since my leave started back in April. I really miss those guys and apparently they miss me too. But who wouldn't miss me, I'm Fabulous. I light up a room, I make people smile. Don't forget how cute I am, and I dress to impress. (is that enough tooting my own horn, lol).

But for real, it was nice to see all the familiar faces. And just talk and laugh. I miss my team. They all look real good too. But I worry about my work load, I know it's being handled by a couple of people. Even though they have their on work load. I wish I could just do some at home. Because when I get back OMG, I know its gonna look like it was neglected like a orphan...

For my work family who reads my blog. Thank you so much for the warm welcome. I plan on coming back to see yall, especially since we are having a bar b que. (free food yeah I'm all in). I hope we get a new grill, lol..

Smooches
Ms. Miko

What's animal are you?

Today when my daughter woke up, she said "Mommy I'm a bunny". I said "why are you a bunny baby", she said "because they are soft and cute like me". Then she asks "Mommy what animal are you?" So I pondered over this question, thinking I'm a Diva (and not a female version of a hustla) a real Diva. I love to dress, I love shoes, I love attention, so I must be a peacock I told her. Yeah I'm a peacock, they love attention, and they love to show off their tails. Yep we are one in the same.

So what animal are you, and Why?

The weekend Help!

I woke up today with a sore throat, from being out in the cold rain yesterday. My immune system is kind of shotty due to my chemo treatments. Even though this shouldn't be an issue since it's JUNE. So why is it 47 and raining, and I had on boots in damn JUNE!!! ( just had to get that out)

So today is the day to go back the clinic to give another blood sample for the blood culture. And I did not want to go. I'm so tired of these people poking me and taking my blood.

When my husband woke up he was so nice, telling me that I need to go. And I snapped out on him, telling him how I was tired and just didn't want to go. I swear he is such a patient man. He didn't even flinch he just listened, and hugged and kissed me. I felt so bad about being mean, I had to apologize.

We get up and get dressed to go to the funky clinic. At the clinic we are the only ones in the waiting area, and it still took them almost 30 minutes to call me. (WTF took them so long, nobody else is here). (I don' t like the weekend help).. Finally she calls me back, and before I even went back. I told my husband that she didn't look like she knew what she was doing. But my optimistic husband always trys to look on the bright side, he says maybe she is not the weekend help, maybe she is doing overtime. (awww he so sweet).

But

She was tapping on my arm with her cold hands which seem like forever looking for my vein. ugh! Then when she finally found it. She put so much alchol on arm, I smelled like a drug store. She poked me with the needle and proceeds to extract my blood. And she took a lot, so I thought. She had the blood culture bottles, (2 of them) and about 4 or 5 other tubes for blood. She took the needle out, and proceeded to fill the culture bottles one by one, then a tube. Then the helfa said, "I need to take more blood, this is not enough". Yep instant attitude. So she then draws blood from my other arm, which she couldn't find the vein in that one either. I'm going to say it again, I don't like the weekend help!!!

So yesterday I was at a wedding....

.....that started an hour late, and when it did start. All I can say is WOW, I've been to a lot of weddings but nothing like this.

Anyways

While I'm sitting in the Church my phone rings, (yes it was on vibrate). And yes I answered it, I mean the wedding hadn't started. And the Ghetto guest were doing everything else.lol. I answered it and it was my clinic on a Saturday, talking about the blood culture they took on Tuesday, while I was at chemo, came back positive for bacteria. (WTF are you serious) And they wanted me to go to the Urgent care/after hours clinic to give yet another blood sample. Now mind you I am in north Minneapolis and I don't know the area not even a little bit. I tell the nurse that, but she starts to tell me about clinics in the area I can go to. I tell her I'm not familiar with the area, but she makes it seem like I need to get it done right now, she's asking me how do I feel. I'm thinking I just told you I'm at a wedding so wouldn't you think I feel fine. She asked if I had a fever (cause I had one the morning of chemo) I'm like NO! So now I'm in a panic, the church doors are closed the wedding is about to finally start. I made a decision to wait until the wedding was over and then I would try to find the clinic before the reception.

Now after the praise and worship session, the 3 soloist, the praise dancers, the 16 bridesmaids, the 14 groomsmen, the 6 flower girls, and the 2 bell ringers, along with the nuptials, 45 minutes later the wedding is over.

I leave the church, get in my car and my phone rings again, now it's my actual Doctor. She asks how I'm doing. I tell her the same thing I told the nurse, I was at a wedding. She then tells me the same thing the nurse said, but she is more calm and tells me I can either get it done then or wait until the next day. (why in the hell did the nurse act like it was so damn urgent). So after talking to her I head to the reception, and all I can say is WOW again. Let me just say the bride is from Louisiana, and it was Mardi Gras all over the place, I'm talking beads, and mask and everything.