Shoeless Joe's

Cocaine Princess here.

Across the street from was the Godiva Chocolate store. I popped in and purchased a few sinful desserts to satisfy my sweet tooth. I always ignore the cravings but that day I thought, why not, I deserve it, special exception. I bought a small box of dark chocolate-raspberry truffles and a piece of almond bark. When we left 'A' and I still could not decide where to eat. Wait let me rephrase that, 'A' and I still could not agree where to eat.

The two of us must have walked around the block twice before finding a bench to sit on. 30minutes had passed, my almond bark was finished and we still couldn't agree on a place. 'You still want to go to the movies?' 'A' asked. 'Yes I still want to see The Mummy 3. I've waited long enough,' I replied. 'So we'll do dinner and a movie, we'll catch the late show.' 'That's fine with me but that doesn't answer the question of where to eat?' I said back 'I have another question, where do you want to see the movie?' 'A' asked back. The area we were in has a cinema that only plays french-artsy-type films you never hear about because you never see the trailer for those films on TV. (Those films really don't interest me) Finding another cinema was a cinch. Not to far off was the Cineplex. Surrounding the place was a village of restaurants. At that point I was feeling a little tired and decided to give up the battle and let my sister choose the place. (I should have just let her choose from the beginning) And what did she choose? Shoeless Joe's. Upon entering inside I noticed right away five plasma screen TVs strategically placed so no matter where you sat the customer had a good view. They were all airing some sport thing. I asked the hostess if there were any tables available on the patio and thankfully she said yes. I felt like sitting outside (not just because I didn't want to hear the loud cheering) but so I could bask in the night air. It was a beautiful, hot, muggy summer night and the sight of the bougainvilleas hanging in the baskets nearby added even more beauty. Each time I see bougainvilleas I'm transported back to Cartagena. You'll see them everywhere especially in the walled part of the city. I was there almost a year ago with Valentina hanging out on Bocagrande Beach. Isn't it amazing how the littlest thing can trigger your memory to a moment where you actually believe you're there? You can feel the mood and the atmosphere of that moment and even remember how it made you feel. Time stands still as you reminisce.

The restaurant was packed and the food was quite delicious. For the main course I ordered penne con pollo. Normally I keep my distance from fattening dishes but considering the 24 horrid days I went through I decided to give myself some leniency and not feel guilty. Another special exception. (I'm back to my diet and exercise regime. It's bye bye fattening foods, hello healthy foods. And NO special exceptions or excuses) 'It's good to be out isn't it?' 'A' asked. 'More than you know,' I replied 'No one's more happier than me you're well again. Promise me you won't ignore your body. Pain is your body's way of telling you something is wrong.' 'I promise,' I replied.

Midway through diner I received a text from Valentina.

Where R U?

At a restaurant.

Where?

Shoeless Joe's

Ugh! SABS choice?
(SABS: short for Switched At Birth Sister)

Yes.

Hire a P.I.

?

To locate your real sister.

I giggled a little and looked up at 'A' 'I'm not even going to ask,' she stated.

The movie started at 10. We were done by 9:30 and walked on over and bought the usual movie food, jumbo popcorn, a coke and then found our seats. When I placed my drink in the cup holder two things happened. One, the stench of onions began to go up my nose. I casually turned around and the guy behind me was eating a sub loaded with onions. Someone get me an air fresher I said to myself. Two, exhaustion set in. It was like someone was pulling my eyelids shut, usually it's the opposite. Out of all the days and out of all the places this is where I began to feel sleepy. I just wanted to get into bed. But I managed to stay conscious to watch the film.

We didn't get home until after 1am. I slept in on Sunday morning.

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I received numerous responses to the question I posted about Lawyer-Guy in the entry before this and published a select few. All I asked was a simple 'yes' or 'no.' Instead some of you guys down south wrote me detailed descriptions of what you thought might have happened in the suite.

I'm still not going to tell whether I did or didn't but I will say this,

Everything I have done and every decision I have made comes from listening to my heart. I absolutely have no regrets. How can I when the heart is always right. I can honestly say that I can look back in ten years even twenty years from now and confidently say 'I made the right decision.'

I've never been one to listen to my head. It's never a good idea anyways to listen to your head, that pesky thing called logic comes in the way and messes everything up.

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess

Do You Still Think I Did?

"There Is Nothing New Under The Sun"

Cocaine Princess here.

......I went onto the patio and inhaled deeply several times before walking around the garden. The weather was perfect, hot and humid. The hideous creature with four legs could have jumped up on me licking my face and I wouldn't have cared. I felt beyond relieved. I was so happy. Not being able to leave the house for almost a month was not easy. I'm happy to say the pox didn't leave any souvenirs behind on me.

I could have just stood in the backyard inhaling and exhaling all weekend long but I was desperately aching to go shopping and do some girly things. What I didn't want to do was go to a mall and shop indoors. On Saturday 'A' and I went to the poshest area of the city. All outdoor shopping. It's really a lovely place but only in the summer. During the winter you need to prepare yourself by dressing like you're trekking to the Himalayas.

The first couple of hours was devoted to my girly-time, getting my hair and nails done. I was at the Estee Lauder Spa in H.R. and wanted A' to join me. 'Let's both get mani/pedis,' I said.

Not that it was a total shock, she declined.

'School starts next week, how about a makeover?'

-Declined-

'Can I buy you new clothes for the new

school year? '

-Declined-

'Chanel has great business suits.'

-Declined-

'Gucci has a great line.'

-Declined-
'You pick the store.'

-Declined-

I explained I wanted to do something to show my appreciation towards her looking after me. 'You've already given me what I wanted, you're healthy and well again. That's all I'll ever ask from you,' she replied. 'My appointment's going to be a few hours, what are you going to do?' I asked. 'I'll get a magazine from Chapters and come back and wait for you here.' I began to seriously think if Valentina's theory about 'A' being switched at birth could be true.

Speaking of Valentina she called a couple of times but so many blow dryers were going off at once and dogs barking neither of us could hear the other. The posh area is one of the very few places where they will allow dogs to roam in their stores. Most of them were dachshunds or terriers kept in Juicy Couture dog carrier bags, others were in their owners' laps and the rest were on the floor drinking designer bottled water out of their designer bowls. I am probably the only female who shops without a little doggie. The only pet I have is Nemo. Maybe next time I'll shop while carrying his bowl. Who knows maybe I'll start a new trend. Valentina sent me a text message containing two letters, 'W.P.' short for White Party. Another sure tell-tale sign summer is coming to an end. For the past couple of weeks my mailbox had been flooded with invitations. Who doesn't love a good White Party and they're always for a good cause. The ones I have attended in the past have ranged from wickedly wild to prim, proper and boring to downright bizarre and odd.

After my hair was done I had a mani/pedi. One little doggie kept sniffing around my toes while I was waiting for the polish to dry. 'Shoo, shoo,' I said quietly. I didn't want his paws smudging the color and I couldn't physically move the dog with my hands because then the polish on my nails would have smudged. Finally it's mother called, 'come to mama, be a good girl and come to mama.' And it did.

It takes forever for nail polish to dry so while waiting I kept thinking why I got sick? The only thing that kept me sane during the 24 days was my belief of 'everything that happens, happens for a reason.' I still don't know why I was struck with an illness that required me not to step foot outside until I was better but I do believe it had to have been a good one. When you're sick you're really not yourself and sometimes you do things you wouldn't normally do, for me it was food. First I couldn't get food down and when I finally could I couldn't stop eating. One day I ate an entire bag of Cheetos in front of the TV, ate cake right out of the box, poured chocolate sauce over ice cream and then ate it straight out of the carton. And how can I forget my going gaga over eggs. The amount of eggs I consumed could have easily fed a small village. My newest craving, cereal. Coco Rice Krispies to be exact. With 0% fat and skim milk I can eat bowls and bowls of the stuff and not feel guilty!

A day at the spa is just what I needed. I felt like a brand new person after wards. When I came out into the waiting room there was 'A' reading a magazine and eating a Kit-Kat bar. In the empty chair beside her was a bag from a nearby drug store. Inside she had bought Life Savers, Mr. Big, Smarties, (I don't like them. They're not soft like M&Ms) and a mint Aero. Smiling at me she asked, 'how do you feel?' 'Re-energized, re-vitalized and re-charged,' I replied taking out the Aero . 'If you were hungry why didn't you just grab a bite?' I asked while breaking off a piece. I laid it on my tongue and just let it melt. According to their commercial that's how you're suppose to eat it. 'I wanted to wait for you,' she answered.

When it comes to dining out problems always arise because the two of us can never agree on where to eat. It isn't the type of food we can't agree on it's the type of restaurant we can't agree on.

'A' and I left Holt's and while walking and deciding where to eat I saw an oh so familiar building, The Four Seasons Hotel. The last time I was there was during the holiday season with Lawyer-Guy.

For those who have been reading my blog from the start you know who Lawyer-Guy is and when I asked whether you thought I did or didn't, it was pretty much split down the middle but then again I had only been blogging for about two-three months. My one year anniversary of blogging is in a few weeks and I think you've gotten to know me a little bit more through my writing. So I ask you this question, do you still think I went up to the suite? Be honest. I won't be mad.

Here are a few of the replies I received back then:

"I want to say you did because oh the excitement of a hot man and the temptation in it all. Then again, I also want to say you didn't because you don't want to get trapped in that married man mess. Oh I am so up in the air about it!"

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"I personally would love it if a friend were writing about me. haha Even if I was disguised! I think it's an honor, really, because that means someone thinks I'm interesting (or that my life is interesting) enough to write about! heehee As for you and lawyer guy...I'm guessing you did go up to the suite but that you didn't necessarily hook up with him. I wonder if you'll ever reveal the truth and I get to find out whether I'm right or not?"

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"I have to believe you went up there to that luxury suite -- hey, a guy needs to believe in something, right?"

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"Oh My God! I have missed so much! I've spent ages reading up on your previous posts. I love the way you leave readers in suspense! That's something I would do.." Okay what did you do?

****

"I don't think that you did go to his suite with him! You already suspect he has a partner and you spoke previously about L and her married man and it doesn't seem to me that is what you are after. So i think you went to the lobby bar and went home or bought your own room? I don't think the sexual chemistry is there either"

****

"i am glad you do not kiss & tell :o) the drama with the lawyer...
personally, i don't think you did anything with him :)

Has your opinion changed or is it still the same?

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess

The Longest 30 Minutes

Cocaine Princess here.

Time never went soooo slow as it did on Friday. I woke up early and could not stop looking at the clock. My doctor was scheduled to arrive at 4:30pm. I questioned 'A' why the appointment was so late in the afternoon? 'That's the time his secretary gave me and before you ask I did request a morning appointment, he was all booked. It was either 4:30 today or Monday at 2pm.' 'What time is it now?' I asked. 'A little after 9,' she replied looking at her watch.

'What time is it now?' I asked again. '9:05. If you keep asking the time it's only going to make it go slower,' A said back. 'It's too long for me.' 'You went through twenty four days, you can't wait seven hours?' 'No,' I answered. During my boredom I worked out some numbers. The total number of days I was inside the house was 24 days which breaks down to 576 hours or 27,360 minutes. 'The last four pox have crusted over, look,' I said showing 'A' my arm. 'Can I sit on the patio? I think my eyes may need some adjusting to the outside light.' 'You haven't been living in darkness.' 'Sort of I have. You know the doctor's going to give me the green light.' Again she said no. Never in my life have I ever heard anyone say so many No's to me. 'I'm dying here. My hair, my skin, my nails need fresh air, please?' I begged. (My nail polish and cuticles were a total mess) Valentina suggested I try bribing her. I told her it was useless. 'Everyone has a price Princess. Your sister must want something,' she said. I knew 'A' wasn't going to fall for it but decided to give it a try anyways. I offered to buy her or give her whatever she wanted in exchange for just ten quick minutes in the garden. And what do you know there was something she wanted. 'Name it and it's yours,' I stated. Fresh air here I come! 'All I want is to see you healthy and well again and that comes from listening to me.' That is what she wanted from me, co-operation.

TWO HOURS LATER

I was eating an apple cinnamon filled donut in front of the TV. I thought if I pelted it at 'A' it may rid some of the frustration that was locked up inside me. My arm was in position to aim and fire! (I wasn't really going to throw it. I would never harm or hurt her) 'A' was sitting at the kitchen table looking over a list of names of all the new students she will be teaching next month. She looked up at me. 'What do you think you're doing?' 'Nothing,' I said putting my arm down and taking a bite. 'Alright, alright,' she said. 'Alright I can go outside?' I asked. 'You're going to have to stop asking me that question because I'm going to keep giving you the same answer. Even I was getting sick of asking it. 'There's something I want to give you,' she stated backing out of the chair. 'I was going to wait until later but if I give it to you now maybe it'll keep your mind off the time.' She left the kitchen, went upstairs and returned with two gifts bags and sat next to me. 'I know it wasn't easy for you being ill and having to be cooped up in the house for so long, and I know you were thinking I was controlling you too hard.' 'Nah,' I replied. 'Not even a little bit?' she questioned. She had a skeptical look on her face. 'It was more like you were treating me as some poor, little, helpless girl who didn't know how to look after herself.' 'You were helpless, what choice did I have? You didn't want me calling the doctor and when I did you were ready to defy him by going out. Your health would have been compromised.' 'You really believed I would have gone out?' I questioned. 'Yes I do,' she answered. 'I couldn't even get out of bed for the first week,' I said back. 'But your determination is quite strong. When you really want something I know you don't let anything stand in your way until you get it,'. 'You know what, I wish to change my answer. I did think you were being controlling and you were being bossy. Telling me what I can and can't eat. I can't go outside or do this or do that. Don't move. Stay in bed. Stop scratching with the hanger.' 'I only said those things because I was trying to keep you in one piece,' she replied back. 'See, you just proved my point!' I stated. 'When you look at me you don't see me as an adult.' 'Do I or have I ever criticized or complained about any aspect of your life, from your choice of friends to your lifestyle, and not including the last twenty four days have I ever stopped you from doing the things you want to do or from going wherever it is you want to go?' 'No,' I answered. 'That's because I do see you as an adult. I've never once interfered in your business but that doesn't mean I'm going to turn my back or ignore you when I know you're in need of help. If the shoe was on the other foot and I was the one who got sick would you look after me?' 'Without question of course I would,' I replied. 'Then why did it bother you having me look after you this one single time? If I was controlling it was because I've never seen you get so sick before and it scared me. Do you know how painful it was for me?' 'Painful for you? I'm the one who was in pain,' I reminded her. 'Emotional pain is nothing compared to physical pain. You're the only living reminder I have left of mom. What would I have done if your illness took a turn for the worse?' I paused for a moment and replied, 'I may have to double check with Valentina's daddy but according to the will if anything happens to me, the house, the cars, jewelry and everything else gets put in your name. I don't believe my clothes are included but you can have them if you want but I doubt anything is going to fit you. Just promise you won't go donating them to Goodwill. Preserve them all otherwise I'll come back as a ghost and haunt you for the rest of your life. And don't worry Valentina's daddy will keep a good eye on you.' Oh boy my sister did not take that kindly nor did she find it amusing. I meant it as a joke. Now that I think back it was a morbid thing for me to say. I lost count how many times she made me take back what I said, probably as many times she said the word 'no' to me. Maybe even more. After I did she handed me the first gift bag. Inside was a medium sized white rectangular shaped box. On the lid written in gold, script lettering, Marciano. I knew right away what was inside. Marciano was the store I last shopped in before my not feeling well cut it short. I removed the lid and inside was the dress wrapped in light blue tissue paper. 'The dress!' I exclaimed taking it out of the box. I stood up, gave my sister a big hug and held the dress up against me. 'When did you go to the mall?' 'I didn't,' A replied. 'I know how much you wanted it so I called the store up the very next day and asked if they could hold the black and white dress on the mannequin. After I said your name, they said your measurements were on file and offered to have the dress delivered.' 'When was it delivered?' 'Two days later.' 'Two days later and you're just giving it to me now?' I asked. 'You were too sick to enjoy it before,' A replied. 'Maybe if you had given it earlier it would have helped speed up my recovery.' Inside the second bag was another gift box. It was pink colored and plain. There was no marking or store name to give me an indication what might be inside. I opened the lid and a big smile came over my face, even bigger than when I saw the dress. 'You're always waiting for the movie to play on the M-Channel. Now you can watch it whenever you want.' 'It was the DVD of the movie Stardust and along with it another DVD, Take That, Beautiful World DVD Concert Tour. (The group's full length concert recorded live in London England, 2007. Take That is the music group who sings the most wonderful song, Rule The World. It plays towards the end of the film)
What a spectacular and illustrated performance. I watched it a couple of times (I have yet to watch the other songs or even the entire concert) before watching the movie. Previously Wild Orchid was my favorite film. It's now been bumped to number two. Stardust has taken top lead.

The clock finally struck 4pm. But waiting for 4:30 to arrive was the longest 30 minutes and of course doctors never arrive on time. 4:30 in doctor time really means 5:10, that's what time he showed up. I was in no mood for small talk. I figured he'd see the pox had finally crusted over and say, you're no longer contagious and leave. What did he do instead? Checked my heart, blood pressure and pulse. 'Your pulse is high again. How have you been feeling the past week?' he asked. 'Agitated,' I answered. 'It's always hardest waiting near the end,' he said and then began to babble on about something. I don't know what about because I was screaming in my mind, green light, green light, green light! I pretended I was paying attention by smiling and nodding my head. After a couple of minutes I saw my sister's mouth move. 'Did you hear what the doctor just said?' she asked. 'You're free of the chicken pox.' 'I'm free of the chicken pox? You're giving me the green light,' I said looking at the doctor. 'Green light. You are officially free of the chicken pox. All you have to worry about now is shingles.' 'Shingles?' I asked. 'A virus that breaks out after a chicken pox infection. It occurs in adults 60 years of age and over. Nothing to worry about yet.' So why is he telling me this now I asked myself?

When he left I didn't know what to do. My feet felt stuck like they were in cement. You know how sometimes you wait and wait for something to happen and finally when it does you don't know how to react? That's what happened to me. It took a couple of minutes for it to finally sink in. I went onto the patio and inhaled deeply several times before walking around the garden. The weather was perfect, hot and humid. The hideous creature with four legs could have jumped up on me licking my face and I wouldn't have cared. I felt beyond relieved. I was so happy. Not being able to leave the house for almost a month was not easy......

To be Continued...

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess

Will I Get The Green Light or Will I Get A Straight Jacket?

Cocaine Princess here.

It's finally Friday and what a relief. I hope all my loyal readers had a fantastic week. Myself, well I can't say I did, I can't say it because it's a big fat lie! Today is day number 24. 24 days I've been sealed up inside the house because of my chicken pox.

At 4:30pm my doctor is coming over to give me another check up. I swear if he doesn't give me the green light and utters those two words I don't want to hear, 'another week,' I'm going to make a request to doc that I get fitted for a straight jacket.

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess

Sheep #50

Cocaine Princess here.

I can't speak for everyone but for me the chicken pox came in three stages.

STAGE ONE: I was itchy and I was in pain.

STAGE TWO: I was itchy and I was bored.

And now I'm at STAGE THREE where all I want to do is bang my head against the wall. I've been in the house for 22 days straight which also means it's been 22 days since I haven't been to the mall. Good grief that's an all time record for me.

What's even worse is not being able to sleep. I lost count how many times I fluffed my pillow or how many times I tried finding that one special, comfy, snugly spot in bed we all have. You know the one that helps you fall asleep and once you do find it you don't want to move or even get out of bed. Well for me it's disappeared, gone, vanished.

Tuesday night I was in bed wide awake just staring at the ceiling. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't get my eyes to close. The lack of sleep has caused every muscle in my body to tighten and tense up. First my body was in excruciating pain from the chicken pox and now it's in pain from not sleeping. (Mom use to tell me when a person can't sleep it's because their soul is restless and searching for answers) I kept repeating quietly to myself, 'I'm going to fall asleep, I'm going to fall asleep,' which doesn't really help. It's like when you're trying not to think about something you say 'I'm not going to think about it,' but by saying it you really are.

Lying in bed with a restless soul I decided to try some old school methods of falling asleep after all sometimes it's the simple non-complicated things that work best. I started counting sheep. I shut my eyes, pictured and began counting the Serta Mattress Counting Sheep (the ones from the commercial) jumping over a fence. But I only made it to 50. Why? Because sheep number 50 wouldn't follow sheep number 49. I tried really hard to picture him in my head jumping but he kept refusing. He wouldn't budge. Please don't ask me to explain this, I'm not sure even I can. Frustrated that he wouldn't I started to count back over from one and still the stubborn little lamb chop would not co-operate. After doing three sets of 50 I gave up and tried something else, counting backwards from 1000. Still didn't help, I was wide awake. Next I recited the alphabet backwards. It isn't very easy but I was able to do it. Big help that was, all I got was a headache afterwards.

I turned on the radio hoping some music would relax me. The radio station I listen to was broadcasting live to air from a club and kept pumping dance music. Instead of feeling relaxed I felt excited so I shut it off. The radio may have been off but the song Dangerous by Kardinal Offishall ft. Akon kept playing over and over in my head. I looked over at the clock radio and the lime green lights flashed 2:15am. 35 minutes had gone by and the song would not die. On top of not being able to sleep and having a song stuck in my head on replay I was hungry. I'm thankful I'm able to get food down now but for some reason all I've been eating is eggs. I can't seem to get enough of them, morning, noon and night that's all I want to eat. A couple of nights ago I woke up 'A' and asked if she could make me some. In the middle of the night she was in the kitchen scrambling me a batch. I didn't want to wake her up again so like a raccoon I'm rummaging through the kitchen trying to find something to satisfy my taste buds. I wanted to have a glass of wine but decided against it even though it was a sure guarantee to put me to sleep. I settled on a bowl of Snap, Crackle and Pop!

Nothing I did was helping me to fall asleep. I thought if I soaked in the jacuzzi for awhile it may aid in my slumber. And this time I didn't add oatmeal, I added scented bubble bath. If I never saw oatmeal again in my life I would be fine with it. I dunked my toes in first and then slowly slid the rest of my body in. Within minutes I could feel all the knots and kinks in my muscles loosening up. But I was still wide awake. The TV remote was on the shelf behind me. I grabbed it and turned on the TV looking for something, anything to bore me to sleep but the boring things seemed interesting. I actually watched a show titled Bigfoot's Reflection, a documentary about Sasquatch hunters and none of them drank moonshine. They were all scientists who have dedicated their lives in studying and hoping one day to find the creature. I'm not going to lie I found it fascinating. Immediately following that was the movie Body Double. I remember hearing about this film from my sister who went to see it when it was released. She was a huge Frankie Goes To Hollywood fan.

So much for trying to fall asleep, I had to watch the ending!

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess

Sometimes A Sneeze Is Just A Sneeze

(I've updated the pictures below with Madonna and the 'coyote')

Cocaine Princess here.

I'm so bored. I don't know whether to laugh or cry. I've been stuck inside the house since July 29th. At this point I think watching paint dry or grass grow would excite me. Maybe not so much watching grass grow since I'm forbidden to leave the house.

What can I tell you? Hmm, well Thursday night we had a massive thunderstorm and all day Friday was no better either. It was raining and hailing hard. It's so bizarre, ever since the town lifted the water ban it hasn't stopped raining. While it was raining I was watching TV. I wasn't so much watching TV as I was trying to. The weather kept affecting the satellite signal. I would be watching a show when the entire screen would go black and across the screen in white letters 'signal lost' would flash. I'm blogging to you about my satellite reception. This should give you a clear indication how bored I am! During my attempt to watch television I sneezed. My sister was upstairs in her room and heard. She came running down and asked, 'did you sneeze?' I said no because I knew she would make a big deal about it. 'I know you sneezed, I heard you. Do you feel feverish?' she asked. 'No. It was just a regular sneeze,' I answered. 'But you have the chicken pox.' 'Sometimes a sneeze is just a sneeze,' I stated.

Today the weather was sunny and hot. (And why wouldn't it be? Mother Nature is cruel. She knows I'm stuck indoors and enjoys taunting me. I can't wait to see what she has in store for winter) The doorbell kept on ringing. 'Have you seen our patio cushions? Have you seen our garbage lid, our patio umbrella? Yesterday's rain/hail storm had everyone's outdoor belongings blowing all over the neighborhood sending people out on a scavenger hunt. Our patio lounge chairs and cushions were rearranged around the yard while one was lodged in the shrubs. The only item that blew away was our B-B-Q cover. It went flying into the hideous creature yard. And the only thing of theirs that was in my yard was Ollie. No Ollie wasn't blown into my backyard. He's been living in between the gargoyle statues. Why? Last week as I was staring out the window waiting for my freedom to arrive, one of the children was holding Ollie while jumping up and down on the trampoline. I don't think the cat enjoyed it very much. It's possible Ollie's just hiding out.

I spent half the day on the phone with Valentina who kept encouraging me to come and visit her. Throughout the day there were so many times I was tempted to bolt but didn't. I'm proud to say the other half of my day was spent being quite productive, that is at being a couch potato. In the early afternoon. I was in a comfy pose on the couch watching TV with a bowl of popcorn in my laps when I felt something in my ear. Good grief it was my sister with the thermometer. 'Got it!' she said. 'What are you doing?!' I asked nearly knocking the bowl over. 'I wanted to check your temperature,' she replied. 'What for?' 'That sneeze yesterday bothered me and I heard you a couple of times sneezing last night. I had to see if your temperature was normal.' 'How do you know I sneezed last night?' I questioned. 'I heard you,' she answered. 'What were you doing, standing outside my door? You know I'm capable of checking my own temperature so why didn't you just ask me?' 'Would you have if I asked?' 'Probably not,' I replied. 'So what's my temperature?' 'Normal,' 'A' replied. 'Didn't I say yesterday sometimes a sneeze is just a sneeze?'

Today also marks The Queen of Pop's Birthday, Madonna. She turns 50! The local music channel had a Madonna-thon airing her movies, her concerts, and various specials in her honor. Like all girls who were Madonna fans I too had a Madonna phase where I emulated her style. Trying to copy the big girls I wore multiple crucifixes and rosaries, plastic bracelets, lace glove, mini skirts over capris and I even wore a pendant that said BoyToy. Among the specials, a Top 30 Countdown of her best videos. Since I have nothing else to blog about until I'm free of the damn chicken pox here are the top 30 videos.

30. Give It 2ME
Got no boundaries and no limits
If there’s excitement, put me in it
If it’s against the law, arrest me
If you can handle it, undress me

29. Beautiful Stranger
Haven't we met?
Some kind of beautiful stranger
You could be good for me
I've had the taste for danger

28. La Isla Bonita
Tropical the island breeze
All of nature wild and free
This is where I long to be
La Isla Bonita
And when the samba played
The sun would set so high
Ring through my ears and sting my eyes
Your Spanish lullaby

27. American Pie
Drove my chevy to the levy
But the levy was dry
And good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
singing
This will be the day that I die
This will be the day that I die

26. Hung Up
Time goes by so slowly for those who wait
No time to hesitate
Those who run seem to have all the fun

25. Secret
Happiness lies in your own hand
It took me much too long to understand
How it could be
Until you shared your secret with me

24. Hollywood
There's somethin' in the air in Hollywood
I've lost my reputation bad and good.
You've got it in your car in Hollywood;
You've got the top down and it feels so good.

23. Deeper and Deeper
Deeper and deeper and deeper and deeper
Never gonna hide it again
Sweeter and sweeter and sweeter and sweeter
Never gonna have to pretend

22. I Want You
To share is precious, pure and fair
Don't play with something you should cherish for life
Oh baby, don't you wanna care?
Ain't it lonely out there?

21. Borderline
Keep on pushing me baby
Don't you know you drive me crazy
You just keep on pushing my love over
the borderline

20. Lucky Star (Fantastic song!)
You must be my Lucky Star
'Cause you shine on me wherever you are
I just think of you and I start to glow
And I need your light
And baby you know

19. Frozen (Amazing video)
Now there's no point in placing the blame
And you should know I'd suffer the same
If I loose you, my heart would be broken
Love is a bird, she needs to fly
Let all the hurt inside of you die
You're frozen when your heart's not open
You're broken when your heart's not open

18. Papa Don't Preach (Remember how the Catholic Church
adored this one?)
The one you warned be all about
The one you said I could do without
We're in an awful mess
And I don't mean maybe-please

17. Human Nature (Great message in this song)
You wouldn't let me say the words I longed to say
You didn't want to see life through my eyes
Express yourself, don't repress yourself
You tried to shove me back inside your narrow room
And silence me with bitterness and lies
Express yourself, don't repress yourself

16. What It Feels Like For A Girl (I really don't understand why
MTV banned this video?)
Girls can wear jeans
And cut their hair short
Wear shirts and boots
'Cause it's ok to be a boy
But for a boy to look like a girl is degrading
'Cause you think that being a girl is degrading
But secretly you'd love to know what it's like
Wouldn't you
What it feels like for a girl

15. Material Girl
Some boys kiss me, some boys hug me
I think they're okay
If they don't give me proper credit
I just walk away

14. Oh Father
It's funny that way, you can get used
To the tears and the pain
What a child will believe

13. Bad Girl
Bad girl drunk by six
Kissing someone else's lips
Smoked too many cigarettes today
I'm not happy when I act this way

12. Bedtime Story
Today is the last day that I'm using words
They've gone out, lost their meaning
Don't function anymore

11. OPEN YOUR HEART
After all these years this song/video is my number
one favorite. (After watching the video I began
collecting artwork by Tamara de Lempicka)
The video created an uproar, religious
fanatics wanted it banned. It's so tame by today's
standards.
Open your heart to me, baby
I hold the lock and you hold the key
Open your heart to me, darlin'
I'll give you love if you, you turn the key

10. Vogue
Ladies with an attitude
Fellows that were in the mood
Don't just stand there, let's get to it
Strike a pose, there's nothing to it
Vogue, vogue

9. Cherish
I was never satisfied with casual encounters
I can't hide my need for two hearts that bleed with burning love
That's the way it's got to be
Romeo and Juliet they never felt this way I bet
So don't underestimate my point of view

8. Don't Tell Me
Don't tell me to stop
Tell the rain not to drop
Tell the wind not to blow
'Cause you said so, mmm

7. Like A Virgin (My Madonna-wannabe phase era)
I was beat incomplete
I'd been had, I was sad and blue
But you made me feel
Yeah, you made me feel
Shiny and new

6. Rain
Rain
Wash away my sorrow
Take away my pain
Your love's coming down like
Rain

5. Justify My Love (I remember staying up late
and watching Nightline. It was the only show that
aired the video un-edited. If anything I found it artistic)
Poor is the man
Whose pleasures depend
On the permission of another
Love me, that's right, love me
I wanna be your baby

4. Take A Bow
Take a bow, the night is over
This masquerade is getting older
Light are low, the curtains down
There's no one here
There's no one here, there's no one in the crowd
Say your lines but do you feel them

3. Ray Of Light
Zephyr in the sky at night I wonder
Do my tears of mourning
Sink beneath the sun
She's got herself a universe gone quickly
For the call of thunder, threatens everyone

2. Express Yourself
Don't go for second best baby
Put your love to the test
You know, you know, you've got to
Make him express how he feels
And maybe then you'll know your love is real

And the number one video........

1. Like A Prayer (Another video loved by the church)
Life is a mystery, everyone must stand alone
I hear you call my name
And it feels like home


Three videos in my opinion that should have made the list:
Erotica
Love Profusion
The Power Of Goodbye

So if any of my loyal readers are Madonna fans, what are your favorite videos? Are they on this list?

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess

UPDATE:
Someone wanted to see Madonna's images taken from Justify My Love (The Beast Within) - Book Of Revelations) that serves as a backdrop as she recites a passage from The Book Of Revelations. Here are some:

UPDATE:

Here is the picture of Madonna and the 'coyote.' I was only able to capture one steady shot.

Can I Beat You With Your Stethoscope?

Cocaine Princess here.

I've been feeling pretty good all week and I haven't lost my sanity despite being in the house for so long. I was ready to bail but my sister wanted me to get checked out by the doctor before I did. She wasn't convinced I was well enough to go out.

I was on the phone with Valentina all yesterday morning. 'Is your sister still possessed by a prison guard?' she asked. 'Twenty four hours a day. She won't even take a break,' I replied.

Yesterday after lunch my doctor made another visit. He checked my temperature, blood pressure and my heart. My heartbeat, it was a little fast. It was beating fast because I was excited. I couldn't wait for him to give me the green light, a clean bill of health. Instead of a green light I received a big fat ugly red light. 'Another week,' the doctor said. 'That's what I thought,' A said back. 'Another week. What? Why?' I asked. 'All your pox have crusted over except four. The one on your hand, the two on the back of your arm and the one on your elbow,' he answered. 'So I can't go out yet?' 'Not until the four have crusted over like the others.' 'What if I wear long sleeves, can I then go out?' 'Over 50% of chicken pox deaths occur to people over the age of 20,' he answered. He couldn't have answered with a simple yes or no? Then of course my sister had to say a few words. 'I told her that very same thing, she didn't believe me.' For some reason she was taking far too much pleasure in all this. 'They're hardly noticeable,' I said to him. 'Look at how small they are. And I feel fine. I really do.' And again 'A' felt the need to have her say. 'She also said she was feeling fine the day we went shopping. She was running a fever, could hardly walk and mistook the chicken pox for a breakout.' And if that wasn't annoying enough the doctor and 'A' began talking back and forth about me like I wasn't even in the room. 'Is she scratching?' he asked. 'She was in the beginning. I've been applying Aveeno lotion and she's been soaking in Aveeno oatmeal.' 'How's her appetite?' 'At first she couldn't stomach much...' Hello! 'She' is me and I'm right here. Ask me the questions. When he went off to one side to answer his cell I looked at 'A' and whispered, 'stop agreeing with everything he says.' 'Everything he said I already told you. You're not ready to go out.' 'You have a degree in teaching and not in medicine. And stop talking like I'm not even here,' I whispered back. When the doctor returned he asked if I had any questions. I had one. I asked, 'I only have four so what's the worst that could happen if I was to go out?' 'The worst? If an adult patient doesn't properly take care of themselves one of the complications they can develop from the chicken pox is....(I forget the word but it started with the letter 'e'). An acute inflammation of the brain. Damage can occur as the inflamed brain pushes against the skull which leads to death. The usual symptoms start with stiffness in the neck and limbs. Any other questions?' 'Yes. Can I beat you with your stethoscope?' I asked. Don't worry I didn't ask that. But oh God I was thinking it. Although at that point I didn't know who I wanted to beat first. The doctor for saying I had to stay indoors another week or my sister for calling the doctor in the first place.

Good grief another friggin' week in the house. I had plans this weekend. After hitting the malls I wanted to go to the movies to see,The Mummy: Tomb Of The Dragon Emperor. By the looks of it by the time I'll be allowed out of the house it'll be on DVD.

A blogger left me a comment on another post, 'how lucky you are you didn't catch the chicken pox during the week of Madonna's concert!'

If I was really lucky I would have gotten the chicken pox during the week of The Eagles concert.

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess

I Won't Tell If You Don't PT2

Cocaine Princess here.

Saturday night I was so bored stuck inside the house I fell asleep on the couch at 7 in the evening. I can't remember the last time I fell asleep that early on a Saturday night. Or maybe my lack of sleep finally caught up with me. I woke up at 4 in the morning. My sister was sleeping at the end of the couch. When I awoken I was so hungry. I didn't want to wake 'A' up so I tip toed around the kitchen trying to find something to eat. I was craving for something salty. I went over to the pantry and grabbed a can of Pringles. What I really wanted was a large plate of fries drenched in salt and vinegar. Don't you just love Pringles? They fit so perfectly in your mouth and there are no broken bitty pieces like how you always find in a bag of chips. After munching on a handful I went back to sleep and woke up again around 9am-ish. During breakfast my sister informed me about the late night visit the neighborhood received from the By-law enforcement officers.

'I can't believe I missed all the excitement. The one night I fall asleep.' 'Excitement? It was embarrassing,' 'A' replied. All of us were standing in our robes as we got fined.' 'How did they find out?' 'I don't know, somebody must have tipped them off.' 'It couldn't have been any of the neighbors,' I said. 'How much did everyone get fined?' '$1500.00.' '$1500.00?! You're kidding? For violating the water ban? Shouldn't they have given everyone a warning first?' I questioned. She handed me a yellow colored flyer. It was a letter sent from the town informing everyone about the water ban.

'Residents must comply with this mandatory ban in order to ensure uninterrupted water service to all residents for health and safety purposes. No exceptions will be made. Any person contravening this mandatory ban is guilty of an offence and shall be charged under the provisions of the By-Law. Residents will receive an immediate $1500.00 on a first offence, $2500.00 on a second offence and a maximum fine up to $5000.00 for a third offence.'

'They weren't kidding. So what are you going to do?' I asked. 'I don't have a choice, I'm going to have to pay it,' 'A' replied back.

It wasn't just in our neighborhood, people were being sneaky and turning on their water late at night all over town. Nobody took the ban seriously. One of the people fined, the publisher of our newspaper. He made it very clear he wasn't going to pay. On Monday he marched up to City Hall to give them a piece of his mind. On his way he saw something very interesting. A new strip mall is going up. The construction workers were laying new grass and then watering it. He located the foreman and explained the town was under an outdoor water ban. The foreman explained back the mall developer had gotten permission from City Hall to water the grass. Fuming he went to City Hall, 'the town is under a mandatory outdoor water ban. The ban is in effect for everyone, no exceptions!' he argued.

Long Story Short: Sometimes it pays to be a loud mouth. The ban has been lifted. As for the fine, the town council will be voting next week on whether or not residents who violated the ban should pay. Loud mouth is making a big stink about not wanting to pay it since City Hall goofed up by making an exception.

My sister has already paid the fine. If City Hall decides to vote against it all those who paid will be refunded. I think it's unlikely.

The front page of yesterday's paper read, 'Yokels At City Hall.' Below the headline was a picture of our Mayor and the lawn being watered around the mall.

I may live in a small town but there's always some type of drama.

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess

I Won't Tell If You Don't

Cocaine Princess here.

I'm officially sick of oatmeal and I'm so bored inside the house. It's one thing to stay indoors voluntarily but to stay indoors against your will is another. I'm being held hostage by the chicken pox. A few of the pox are finally starting to crust over, not all but I'm getting there so until they do I'm still contagious.

I found the second week a lot easier than the first. I'm moving around more and I'm getting food down. The other day I asked 'A' again if she could make me a cheese omelet. She said no thinking it was still too heavy for me to eat. I responded by sticking out my tongue. 'I saw that,' she said. 'It was meant to be seen,' I replied. 'You think I'm being mean?' she asked. 'Mean and controlling,' I added. 'You won't let me go outside and now you're controlling what I can and can't eat.' 'It's for your own good,' she said back. How I long to see the outdoors even if it means coming face to face with the hideous creature and Scooby. 'Maybe I'm at the stage where I'm able to keep food down. How will I know if I don't try?' I questioned. 'Alright, you have a point. I'll make you a plain omelet,' she then said. 'Could I have some toast with it please? I asked. 'Yes.' 'And a hash brown?' 'Yes.' Two positive responses so I thought I'd give it a try and ask, 'can I eat it out on the patio?' 'No.' 'Can I stick my head out the window for a second?' 'No.' My sister refuses to give up her role as a prison guard

To past my time I've been watching a lot of movies. You know how you sometimes buy a bunch of DVDs and never get a chance to watch them because you don't have the time? Well all I have is time. Some of the movies/TV shows I watched:

Eastern Promises
I Am Legend

Doomsday
Disturbia- great thriller. Shia La Beouf's character is under house arrest which is how I feel. I take that back. People under house arrest are allowed so many meters outside their house.

Who's Your Caddy? A funny movie and I'm a fan of Big Boi.

Saving Grace- the entire first season.

Keeping Up Appearances- the entire collection

30 Rock- the first season

Corner Gas- seasons 2-4. Depending on where you live you may not know this show. It's a comedy and one of my favorite shows next to 30 Rock.
Hostel 2- this movie was in the pile, my sister bought it. I hadn't seen part 1 so I watched the first part and oh my god what a sick and twisted film. And what was even more sicker, my desire to watch the sequel. Definitely not a movie for the faint at heart.

Not that I can enjoy it being stuck inside, the weather has been hot and dry. Due to excessive lawn watering and the prolonged heatwave the town I live in issued a mandatory outdoor watering ban. The ban prohibits residents from watering lawns, washing their cars in their driveway and filling their pools. The mayor even went as far asking residents to keep an eye on houses where water might be in use and to call the special hot line number if they see someone using water. In other words be a spy.

During the day by-law enforcement officers were patrolling neighborhoods in their trucks with a loud speaker on top reminding everyone they must comply with the ban. Residents aren't pleased. Everyone's garden is dried and burnt. All of our shrubs and plants are next to dead and there are large yellow patches all over the lawn. Many residents are getting estimates on the costs on having their lawns repaired, shrubs removed and replanting new ones, and are sounding off by writing letters to our local paper indicating they plan to send the bill to City Hall. The person who ignited this idea is the publisher/owner of our newspaper. Some people call him a loud mouth because he's always complaining about something. Last year the town provided every house with two new fancy recycling bins, one for paper and the other to put empty cans and bottles. He complained saying it was a waste of the tax payer's money when residents themselves could have easily bought plain looking bins from the Dollar Store and none of the bins the town provided needed the town's name in fancy script lettering. He always manages to find something to complain to City Hall about and then will write about it and publish it on the front page of his own newspaper.

Several residents are not complying with the ban and I can't say I blame them. In the middle of the night they've been turning on their sprinklers. An individual on my street noticed the by-law enforcers don't make night rounds. And even if they did everyone's property is surrounded by a high fence. 'It's not like they're going to get on a ladder and peak in,' he said. So all the neighbors made a pact, I won't tell if you don't. I'm not going to lie, my sister was one of them.

A few nights ago I was in my bedroom watching through the window. It was quite entertaining. I was eating a deep and delicious chocolate cake. I wasn't so much eating it as I was scraping the icing off with the fork. Anyways, like vampires emerging from their nests everyone came out and turned on their sprinklers trying to bring their gardens back to life. My neighbors children were running through the sprinklers with the nanny watching to one side. What they were doing up past 11pm, I don't know. Many were filling their pools while their sprinklers were on at the same time. This went on for several days. A few of our plants came back to life while the others took a turn for the worst.

You know how I wrote 'the by-law enforcers don't make night rounds.' Well they did one night.

To Be Continued......

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess

Slimy and Stinky

Cocaine Princess here.

I appreciate everyone who reads my blog and all the comments too, well most of them.

So who is the slimy and stinky individual who reported my blog as spam? I couldn't access my blog for several days. Thankfully Google resolved and fixed the situation quickly.

Gin 'N' Juice

Cocaine Princess here.

I heard when you have the chicken pox as an adult it's quite nasty. From my experience it's not only nasty but horrible! For the past week I've been laid up in bed. I had two more outbreaks, this time on my elbow. The worst part of it is the aches and pains. My doctor told me to take Advil to alleviate the pain. I was counting on him prescribing me something with a little kick, like codeine so it would put me to sleep.

I've taken so many baths I'm shriveling up like a raisin. I've been having the oddest cravings but I can't hold anything down so I've been eating just soup and drinking lots of liquids. Now I have developed cabin fever.

Valentina called me yesterday and said, 'I know who gave you the chicken pox.' 'Who?' I asked. 'Your sister.' 'She had it years ago,' I replied. 'Yeah but she took you to that saloon. There must have been someone contagious in the restaurant. So in a way it's her fault,' she explained. 'Why don't you come down here? The tropical sun will make you feel better.' 'I would love nothing more but I'm still contiguous,' I said back. 'I've already had them and daddy had them when he was a little boy.' 'I can't go outside until the pox have crusted over, doctor's orders.' 'Doctors don't know everything. What do you say?' 'Even if I wanted to I can't. 'A' is watching me like a prison guard so I won't make the great escape.' 'You can't get past her?' she asked. 'Under normal circumstances it wouldn't be a problem but I don't have the energy or the strength to,' I answered. 'I can send Semper-Fi and he'll come and rescue you.' 'Hmm,' I said. I thought about her offer. 'A' was sitting nearby and looking right at me. She knew what we were talking about because she said, 'whatever scheme your best friend has planned the answer is no. You're not stepping foot out of this house until you're better.' She spoke loud enough for Valentina to hear. 'Since when did she become so bossy? Don't the two of you have an agreement, she doesn't interfere in your life? asked Valentina. 'That agreement is null and void when I become sick,' I explained.

On Friday in the middle of the night while in bed I had a crazy itch. The itch was located right in the middle of my back. I tried reaching behind with both hands but I couldn't. So I got out of bed and placed my back against the wall and slid up and down. Bad idea because that really hurt! I opened up my closet and grabbed a hanger. Just as I was about to use it 'A' came into my room. 'What are you doing up?' I asked. 'I won't be getting any sleep until I know you're better,' she replied. 'A better question, why aren't you in bed and what are you doing with that hanger?' 'I have an itch.' 'You don't use a hanger,' she said taking it from my hands. 'I tried scratching with my hands but I can't reach the spot.' 'Get back in bed and I'll bring up the creme.' I told her not only was I sick and tired but I was sick and tired of being laid up in my room for seven whole days. 'Do you think you'll be able to make it downstairs?' she asked. 'I can try,' I answered.

It took several minutes but I made it down the stairs into the family room. I was sitting on the sofa and when 'A' wasn't looking I started scratching my leg with the palms of my hands. Once you start you can't stop. A couple of seconds later my neck started to feel itchy. The chicken pox itch isn't like a regular type itch, it burns and pulsates. I had one hand scratching my leg and my other hand was scratching my neck. I knew it was wrong but oh Lord it felt soooo gooood and doing it with my eyes closed only added to the pleasure. All I needed was another set of hands to scratch my stomach and another set of hands did come by. 'A' grabbed both of my hands and said, 'stop it.' 'I can't just a few more seconds, please, please,' I begged. 'Keep your hands up.' 'Why?' I asked. 'Just keep them where I can see them,' she replied. 'A' let go of my hands and with her back turned against me I was able to get one quick scratch in. 'I saw that,' she said sitting down next to me with the bottle of Aveeno. While she was applying the creme on my arms she was shaking her head. 'What's the matter?' I asked. 'I can't believe you went to the mall on Saturday feeling the way you did. Didn't you know you were ill?' 'No because I didn't think I was,' I answered. 'Achy joints, feeling hot and the rash didn't tip you off? Why couldn't you just admit you were sick? Was going to the mall that important?' 'Yes,' I replied. 'More important than your health?' 'In my world they're on the same page.' 'You are the poster child for a shopaholic.' 'I wanted to see the fall collection,' I explained. 'Turn around.' I turned around and she began to apply the creme all over my back side. It was helping, within minutes I felt a cooling sensation. 'You didn't go to the mall this weekend and you won't be going next weekend either,' she said. 'Thank you for the reminder.' 'Just pretend it's winter and we're snowed in.' If only it was winter I wouldn't have been so bothered. Then I thought of something. 'What if my temperature...' 'No,' she said cutting me off. 'You didn't even let me finish.' 'Because I know what you're going to ask me.' 'Oh yeah, what?' 'You were going to ask if my temperature is normal tomorrow can I go out?' Damn she guessed right. 'You are not going anywhere. You have two new outbreaks and you're still contagious. You're not out of the woods yet.' 'Two weeks in the house is two weeks too long,' I told her. 'It's going to be a lot longer than that if you don't rest. Aren't you always saying everything that happens, happens for a reason?' 'Yeah,' I quietly said. 'There must be a reason why you're sick.' 'Like what? The universe wants me to miss the fall collection at Marciano? Did you see that one dress there?' 'Which one?' 'The black and white one on the mannequin,' I replied. 'It'll be still there.' 'What if I quickly go in the store and buy the dress and come right back out? I won't stop in any other store.' 'NOOO! Do you not understand how serious all this is?' 'Yes I know. I'm so frustrated being cooped up in the house for so long.' 'You have me here okay, and I'll help you through it. How do you feel, still itchy?' she asked closing the bottle. 'Actually no. Thank you.' 'Use this next time you get itchy,' she said waving the bottle in my face, 'and not a hanger. Feel like staying down here for awhile?' I nodded yes and laid down. 'A' placed a blanket on top of me and asked if I was hungry and I was. 'I'll heat up some soup.' 'I'm sick of soup. I'd rather have something cheesy and eggie like a cheese omelet,' I said. 'That's too heavy for your stomach. Would you like some juice?' 'Only if you add some gin,' I replied. 'I'm not going to add gin.' 'You would if you had a heart.' 'You don't even like to drink.' 'But it'll help me sleep.' Still having trouble sleeping, huh?' she asked patting my head. 'Yes and I'm so exhausted,' I replied. 'You're overtired. We're going to have to get to the bottom of why you can't sleep.' She handed me the remote, kissed me on the head and went into the kitchen to prepare my after midnight meal while I was busy channel surfing. Harold and Kumar Escape From Guantanamo Bay had just finished, the credits were rolling. Vantage Point was starting but I couldn't be bothered to sit through it all trying to figure out who the shooter is. Several animated shows were on, The Simpsons, Family Guy, South Park (I never got hooked on that one) and my favorite American Dad. I flipped around a couple of more channels and decided to settle on Seinfeld: The Summer Of George. I like Seinfeld but their series finale sucked big time.

Much love to everyone who sent me their kind wishes for a speedy recovery. I'm getting better.

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess