The Gazette article about one of my best friends!

http://www.gazetteonline.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20080325/NEWS/715418283

Updated March 24. 2008 10:13PM
Cedar Rapids corpsman prepares for 4th deployment


By Steve Gravelle
The Gazette
steve.gravelle@gazettecommunications.com




Photo
Josh Chambers

CEDAR RAPIDS — It's become a tradition the past few years for Josh Chambers. Around about every March, he and his extended family meet for dinner — a boisterous, tables-pushed-together gathering of aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents and a few extra-close friends.

Then, a week or 10 days later, Chambers leaves for Iraq.

"I was hoping not to go back, but your commanding officer, they see you do a good job," Chambers said at last night's gathering at a southwest Cedar Rapids pizza buffet.

Chambers will leave in a few days for Camp Lejeune, N.C., from which he departs April 5 for his fourth deployment. He's a Navy hospital corpsman, the Marine Corps' equivalent of a battlefield medic, charged with caring for the approximately 50 Marines in the platoon to which he's assigned.

Chambers, 25, joined the Navy soon after graduating from Cedar Rapids Washington High School in 2001. His mom, Pat Chambers, was an emergency room nurse, "and she always gave me her stories," he said.

After the Sept. 11, 2001, terrorist attacks, "I knew we were going to war," said Chambers.

During his first Iraq deployment, Chambers was part of the push to Baghdad. In 2005, he was in Fallujah, where he saved Army SSgt. Marcus Matthews. In a poem about the experience that members of Chambers' family passed around Monday, Matthews wrote in part:

Stay with me! Screamed the corpsman

Gesturing his first two fingers toward his eyes

Forcing me to make eye contact with him

And see how much this comrade of mine

Wanted me to stay alive

"We hit a daisy chain of IEDs, and he about lost his arm," Chambers said.

Not all the endings are happy.

"There were definitely some I've lost," Chambers said. "It stinks, especially when they're children. It just didn't work, and you've got to let it go."

Before his first deployment, Chambers worried whether he'd freeze in a crisis situation. Now he's the mentor to new corpsmen.

"I actually like it," he said. "I'm able to show them what I've done. I like being in the instructor's spot."

Corpsman's deployments typically run seven to nine months. Pat Chambers said she spends much of the time near the phone.

"I'm very nervous, but I know he's doing his job," said Pat Chambers, who now lives in Smithboro, Ill. "He loves his country."

Josh's older brother Jonathan Chambers, an Army sergeant, is scheduled to leave in October for his second deployment to Iraq.

"I want it all to end," said Pat Chambers, who said she's discussed her sons' funeral arrangements with them. "I want them all to come home. Enough is enough."

Josh Chambers wants to become a doctor when he finally comes home for good.

"You're taking care of people who are at their weakest points," he said. "I call it servitude — you're helping people."

Which is easier to explain than where he's about to go, again.

"Unless you've been there, you can't really understand," said Chambers. "I just tell (friends who ask) it's hell on earth, because you're taking care of your wounded brothers. That's who we go to war with. It's not that we want to be heroes, it's the person next to you."

Response to a blog entry about things that have been said to her about her weight by exes

I can soooo totally sympathize!!! I am 23 years old, and weigh 105 pounds. I have always had a really really high metabolism and my grade school teachers were always sure that I was malnourished and abused so they made my mom take me to the doctor every 2-3 months. NOTHING wrong with me!! I eat a full meal every couple of hours, and have struggled to gain weight my entire life. It’s taken me six years to go from 90 pounds up to 105!!

I seriously have no eating disorders or health problems, so why can’t I gain weight?? Even the doctor that I saw last month laughed at me when I said I wanted to gain weight. His advice? "Eat more." I don’t think I can eat any more than I do!!

I need your input!

I want to take new updated photos, but don’t want to do webcam ones... any suggestions for poses, outfits, any ideas at all??

I need your help, dear readers! What do you think? I want to do them soon.

38 secrets about me

38 Secrets About Yourself.


be honest

[One] Have you ever been asked out?
yes

[Two] Where was your default picture taken?
in my bathroom

[three]what is your middle name
Kay

[Four] What's your relationship status?
very happily taken

[Five] Does your crush like you back?
I would hope so, we've been together 2 1/2 years!

bored and tired

[Seven] What color underwear are you wearing?
purple & white

[Eight] What are you wearing?
brown cargo pants and navy fleece long sleeve shirt (still in my work clothes, blech)

[Nine]what are u listening to?
nothing; and the silence is bugging me. But I'm too lazy right now to click a few buttons and play music

[Ten] If you could go back in time and change something, would you?
Yes. I would've tried much harder in school.

[Eleven] If you must be an animal for one day, what would you be?
mmmmmmm... a household cat :) In my house.

[Twelve] Ever had a near death experience?
no

[Thirteen] What's something you do everyday?
take my puppy for a walk

[Fifteen] Who did you copy and paste this from?
kimberly

[Sixteen] Name someone with the same birthday as you?
ummmm...no one on the same day, but Josh's is August 5th.

[Seventeen] When was the last time you cried?
a week ago


[Eighteen] If you could have a super power what would that be?
hmmm....invisibility




[Twenty] What's the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?
eyes

smile. and muscles.

[Twenty-one] What do you usually order from Starbucks?
blech! I hate coffee.

[Twenty-two] What's your biggest secret?
Yes, I would post a secret on here. NOT. :P

[Twenty-three] whats your favorite color?
to wear: red. Otherwise, purple.

[Twenty-five] Do you still watch kiddy movies or tv shows?
Nope.

[Twenty-six] What are you eating or drinking at the moment?
nothing.

[What happened to 27??]

[Twenty-eight] What's your favorite smelL?
My perfume. Britney Spear's 'Curious'

[Twenty-nine] Describe your life in one word what would it be?
boring.

[Thirty-one] Have you ever been kissed in the rain?
yes!

[Thirty-three] What should you be doing right now?
Taking a shower.

[Thirty-four] Who was the last person that made you upset/angry?
family...

[Thirty-five] Why are you doing this?
felt like it

[Thirty-six] Do you like working in the yard?
sometimes.

[Thirty-seven] If you could have any name in the world, what would it be?
My own name.

[Thirty-eight] What do you want more than anything in the world?
get married, have at least one child, and the fabled picket fence.....


After reading this fill it in and post it with the subject as:
38 Secrets About Me

We should keep this in mind when we want to complain about the little things...

I try to repost this every so often, it deserves it..something for us all to think about.


You stay up for 16 hours

He stays up for days on end.
_________________________

You take a warm shower to help you wake up.

He goes days or weeks without running water.
__________________________

You complain of a "headache", and call in sick.

He gets shot at as others are hit, and keeps moving forward.
__________________________

You put on your anti war/don’t support the troops shirt, and go meet up with your friends.

He still fights for your right to wear that shirt.
__________________________

You make sure you’re cell phone is in your pocket.

He clutches the cross hanging on his chain next to his dog tags.
____________________ ______

You talk trash about your "buddies" that aren’t with you.

He knows he may not see some of his buddies again.
__________________________

You walk down the beach, staring at all the pretty girls.

He patrols the streets, searching for insurgents and terrorists.
_________________________

You complain about how hot it is.

He wears his heavy gear, not daring to take off his helmet to wipe his brow.
__________________________

You go out to lunch, and complain because the restaurant got your order wrong.

He doesn’t get to eat today.
__________________________

Your maid makes your bed and washes your clothes.

He wears the same things for weeks, but makes sure his weapons are clean.
__________________________

You go to the mall and get your hair redone.

He doesn’t have time to brush his teeth today.
__________________________

You’re angry because your class ran 5 minutes over.

He’s told he will be held over an extra 3 months.
__________________________

You call your girlfriend and set a date for tonight.

He waits for the mail to see if there is a letter from home.
__________________________

You hug and kiss your girlfriend, like you do everyday.

He holds his letter close and smells his love’s perfume.
__________________________

You roll your eyes as a baby cries.

He gets a letter with pictures of his new child, and wonders if they’ll ever meet
__________________________

You criticize your government, and say that war never solves anything.

He sees the innocent tortured and killed by their own people and remembers why he is fighting.
__________________________

You hear the jokes about the war, and make fun of men like him.

He hears the gunfire, bombs and screams of the wounded.
__________________________

You see only what the media wants you to see.

He sees the broken bodies lying around him.
__________________________

You are asked to go to the store by your parents. You don’t.

He does exactly what he is told even if it puts his life in danger.
__________________________

You stay at home and watch TV.

He takes whatever time he is given to call, write home, sleep, and eat.
__________________________

You crawl into your soft bed, with down pillows, and get comfortable.

He tries to sleep but gets woken by mortars and helicopters all night long.

I don't have much time... but I thought I would at least start an entry., while I am eating. I don't feel like eating, though. I haven't really eaten all day. I had a snowball snack before work, half of a sandwich for lunch I guess. A few Reese's eggs and a little bit of chicken. You would think I would be famished...

I spent over five hours on the self checkout today. It's rather boring... I found myself taking my pulse to see if I was really still alive or not.. But hey, getting paid for sitting there hitting a red 'virtual' button every so often? Not really a bad deal if you think about it...

Today was different...

Jeff arrived yesterday evening for a few days here in town. It was so good to kiss him, and be in his arms once more. To feel his strong body against mine, to hear his voice telling me in person that he missed me and loves me so much. It was so good to tell him the same things and to kiss him back. Oh, how I love that man. However, he is staying with K & M, and not here. I don't quite understand the reasons, but I accept them (admittedly grudgingly).

Yesterday, he came here first and we kissed...(and kissed, and kissed, and kissed.....). Then we went over to K & M's, where we left for disc golf soon after. I can't really throw the discs because of my back right now, and Marsha tried on the first hole, but her throw is off due to the future arrival. So we talked and followed the guys through the course. My back was aching by the time we reached the end. It's been getting worse again in the last couple of days. I just took some of my lovely medicine, so I hope it takes care of it.

Then, we were all pretty hungry, so we headed to Iowa City to a barbecue place. I forget the name, but it's really pretty new, in an old Amoco station building on the edge of Downtown. The barbecue chicken was pretty good. The fries were yummy!

Then we headed back to K&M's...and for the life of me I can't remember what we did after that... I know Jeff and I kissed a lot more, and he 'showed me the basement again'... and we sat around talking for awhile. My days all blend together, due to the medicine and just my ditzyness. I often forget what I was doing, or forget that I've done something and go back to redo it. That leaves me puzzled, scratching my head, when I go back to find I've done something but I have no recollection of doing it just five or ten minutes before.

Anyway, we called it a night, and Jeff brought me back home. (and kissed!)

I got up early this morning (blech, anything before nine is too early for me! Lazy, I know!) I took a quick shower, and went to pick up my work check.. Then I had to wait for Kirk and Jeff to get back from disc golfing and grabbing lunch...(that's when I wrote the last blog entry). Jeff and I grabbed some quick alone time, and then went back upstairs. Finding out that the basement is soundproof was a wonderful thing! :)

They played two games of regular chess and a game of round chess, which was really tough looking! Marsha came home from the doctor, and we got to sit around for a bit longer, finally deciding that a nap was definitely in order for all of us. Although, Jeff and I didn't quite get that far... but alone time is wonderful!

We had some of the yummy roast that Marsha made, and then some of the YUMMY brownies that Kirk made. I am a sucker for brownies. My favorite brownies of all time have marshmallows in them...YUM! My favorite sweet of all time, however, are these marshmallow and caramel(?) treats that one of my mom's friends make around the holiday season. I don't know what they are called though.

I parted ways with them shortly after that. Kirk and Jeff went to a ritual, and Marsha went to another thing with Kirk's mom. I went to the mall to Target and picked up the things I would need to remove my fake nails. I ran into Spaz while I was there, that was cool. He was one of the friends that I hung out with at the mall during my senior year. He still lives up to his high school nickname that's for sure! But it was great seeing him. I also just barely missed having to talk to Jenny, but that's fine with me.

Came home and took my puppy for a short walk around the block, my back was killing me to go any further. Had yet another rice dinner, and began the attack on my nails. (See, one of them broke off last night, so I figured the rest of them had to go, it looked tacky to have a broken one and the rest still long...) OH MY GOD, did that freakin' hurt to remove them.. but that's okay really, I survived. However, my nails are really damaged from the fake nails being on them, it's going to take awhile to restore them. I have this really cool Revlon Nail kit, battery operated that buffs/polishes/smooths them. They look pretty good now, just really short. If it wasn't for my nail toy, they would look absolutely horrible. I'm so glad I bought that thing a few Christmas' ago!

But enough of my nails.. and my mundane day, I am sure I have either bored you to tears, dear reader, or put you to sleep. I have to record everything though, or else I will forget what I've done or in what order.. It's the medicine I am taking I think. It magnifies my forgetfulness/absentmindedness/ditzyness to the 100th power at least.

I think Jeff fell asleep before he could call me tonight, or else he forgot. We always do good night calls.. except when one of us falls asleep unexpectedly. I know I sleep better if I hear his voice right before I drift off to la-la land. However, I am getting very very sleepy now, so perhaps I can sleep right away after posting this.

Which would be right....now...

I don't know if this rambling makes much sense...

Retail therapy has lost all value. I used to shop when I was down, but today I couldn't even get myself to park at the mall. I used to drive around when I needed to think, but gas is as precious as gold now, and I can't afford either much anymore.

So now what? i feel like I am on my way to the bottom of the proverbial well once more, (see older posts), slipping down the old, slick, familiar walls. Sure, I find some handholds here and there, spots of happiness maybe even a day here and there when I forget whats going in on in my brain. I soon, however, lose my grasp and down I start to go again.

I am feeling mad and sad, many feelings and thoughts swirling around and around, faster and faster. So quickly they go, like a whirlpool in the darkness of the well. I can't place the reasons behind the feelings.

I just plunge ahead, day after day, because I can't yell 'Stop the world, I need a breather!'. Day after day, I just get deeper into the storm of my being, brief flickers of lightening showing me whats really going on, only the briefest seconds and then its gone. I don't have enough time to really see whats there.

But is it more of a blessing or a curse? I don't know, and I don't know if I really want to. Perhaps it is better not to know, but it may drive me crazy. Though Not knowing (what's the cause of these feelings and why I feel like I do) may do the same thing.

(written first, in the car, at 11:20 A.M. today)

My first writing since high school

I paint a smile so you won't see the frown.

I add structure so you won't see me falling apart.

I add color so you won't see my dullness.

I laugh so you won't see me cry.

Don't Forget Those Who Are Serving For Us...

American Girls and American Guys
We’ll always stand up and salute
We’ll always recognize
When we see Old Glory Flying
There’s a lot of men dead
So we can sleep in peace at night
When we lay down our head

My daddy served in the army
Where he lost his right eye
But he flew a flag out in our yard
Until the day that he died
He wanted my mother, my brother, my sister and me
To grow up and live happy
In the land of the free.

Now this nation that I love
Has fallen under attack
A mighty sucker punch came flyin’ in
From somewhere in the back
Soon as we could see clearly
Through our big black eye
Man, we lit up your world
Like the 4th of July

Hey Uncle Sam
Put your name at the top of his list
And the Statue of Liberty
Started shakin’ her fist
And the eagle will fly
Man, it’s gonna be hell
When you hear Mother Freedom
Start ringin’ her bell
And it feels like the whole wide world is raining down on you
Brought to you Courtesy of the Red White and Blue

Justice will be served
And the battle will rage
This big dog will fight
When you rattle his cage
And you’ll be sorry that you messed with
The U.S. of A.
`Cause we`ll put a boot in your ass
It`s the American way

Hey Uncle Sam
Put your name at the top of his list
And the Statue of Liberty
Started shakin’ her fist
And the eagle will fly
Man, it’s gonna be hell
When you hear Mother Freedom
Start ringin’ her bell
And it feels like the whole wide world is raining down on you
Brought to you Courtesy of the Red White and Blue

Not the best quality, but here's the video along with the lyrics.

It was pointed out to me the other day...

..that apparently I am showing signs of depression. Yet, no one else has even eluded to this idea.

The person who pointed out this fact said it bluntly.

But they must be full of it, or else others would notice. But maybe no body really pays attention. I mean, I am but a speck of sand in the grand scheme of the universe. I can't expect to be put up on a pedestal or expect others to pay attention to everything that I do. Or expect to be held to any greater degree of importance than the next Jane Doe that someone knows.

Have you, dear reader, ever had moments when people have said something like that to you? Or known a blunt person?

Side note...However, Depression does run rampant on my father's side.. but I don't know if there's any revelance there..and they are diagnosed as such. I think, on my mother's side there is also a bunch of it, but undiagnosed. My mother's side doesn't believe in going to the doctor for ANYTHING. (Not helping my case, am I?)

Taking a backseat...

Is it second fiddle you want me to play? Or is it third?

Let me know, so I know what to expect of myself.

You've got to be kidding me!?!?

Just so ya’all know... I don’t usually follow along and report celebrity’s going-on’s, but I am a lifelong Beatle/Paul fan, so this was something I watched...

It’s Over! Heather Awarded Nearly $50 Million

Posted by ExtraTV Staff on March 17, 2008 6:40 AM



One of the most hotly contested divorces in British history is finally ended, with a judge awarding Heather Mills nearly $50 million from former Beatle Paul McCartney.

Heather, a former model who married Sir Paul in 2002, said she’s "so, so happy" with the decision. She spoke at length on the steps of the High Court in London, but McCartney had little words for the public, saying only, "All will be revealed."

Heather wanted $250 million of Paul’s reported $1.6 billion fortune, but a judge said Paul’s assets were actually around $800 million. Their four-year-old daughter, Beatrice, will also receive about $70,000 per year, and Paul will pay for her nannies and schooling.

In November, Mills told "Extra" that the press had become so vicious she actually feared for her life -- and considered taking it herself. "I absolutely did consider suicide about a year ago. When you are holding [the truth] inside for the sake of someone you’ve loved, who is not speaking out and could clear your name, it’s like a volcano."
She also claimed that Paul’s daughter Stella was a major factor in the breakup of their marriage, blasting, "Every single week, Stella tried to break up our marriage. She was so jealous."

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------

What do you guys think of this outcome?? I find it COMPLETELY outrageous!! Married such a short time and was awarded that much?? PLUS the yearly payments and Paul also must pay for all of thier daughter’s nannies and schooling... What a freakin’ gold digger she appears to be!

Open to readers, songs by City High

City High's album came out in 2001, and was one of the constant Cd's in my player then. Every time I have been down and in a odd mood, it was one of the selections to go into my player. Now, with my new found addiction to Windows Media Player, it's always within a click of my listening (dis?)pleasure.

One of the songs that I was going to post lyrics to, I decided not to in the end. If you want to look it up yourself, it's called 'The Only One I Trust' by City High. I listened to it quite a bit in high school, so much so that track got unplayable by all the scratches.

So I will, instead, post lyrics to the song, (City High Anthem,) that my friends and I thought fit our school's relationship to us through most of our lovely educational years at Clear Creek Amana. (Otherwise known as Hick School in small-town Iowa.) We weren't popular, we weren't 'pretty', we didn't have money. Our school didn't give kids like us much of a chance... Many people now don't know the full story, but that's alright. I'm just trying to forget it and build new memories.

(I omitted some of the thoughts I had here, some things I wanted to get out, but I still wanted to keep to myself, and I am entitled to such things :) Sorry, dear reader...)

Thankfully I have moved up a bit in living arrangements, and haven't been given the responsibility of single mother/father as most of my old group has been. I still look back to my educational years as something I am glad that I never have to revisit..

I am THE ONLY ONE of my group that hasn't done drugs or gotten drunk. I've been the designated 'cover' person.(Omissions once again, at least I am honest about it!)
Any way, I digress...Here are the lyrics... It took me so long to write this entry, that my player has moved on to another album that I listened to during my high school years.. '2001' By Dre.


City High Anthem

They just gave up on our entire generation
So we were all pushed to the side cuz we didn't see the world through our
teacher's eyes
When all we needed was a little bit of motivation
But because we wore our pants saggin' y'all labelled us gangstas
And said we wasn't worth the time

There are so many things i never asked you,
There are so many things i still don't know,
There are so many things you never told me,
and still so many things that will never know,
And why, cuz i went to city high

A school with more dropouts than sign ups and registrations,
Mmmm yea, and the pregnancy rate is at an all time high(we all know why)
Now you would think the classrooms the place for mental stimulation,
But theres some brothers outside selling that stuff that will really stimulate
your mind(talking bout getting high)

There are so many things you never showed me,
There are too many things you let slip by,
How can I face a world that doesn't know me
A world that doesn't care whether I live or die,
And why, cuz I go to City High

So, We don't need your education
We don't want no pacifier
We are the leaders of your nation
We're gonna make sure the world survives
There ain't no justice there's just us
What happened to the meaning of "in God we trust"
So as we get older and our children grow up
We ain't gonna teach them what y'all showed us

There's too many babies dyin' before they're born (Lord ain't that the truth)
Too many young ladies cryin' with a daddy in the house but not a father in the
home (now y'all know there's a difference)
And what about all our young soldiers being led astray (by this negative music)
What happened to the Isaac Hayes, and the Curtis Mayfield's and all the Marvin
Gayes?
Man we really need 'em today

And there were so many things that needed explaining
But you said it was too late for me to learn
You were suppose to be my shelter when it was raining'
But instead you left me out here all alone, so I gotta make it on my own

We don't need your education
We don't want no pacifier
We are the leaders of your nation
We're gonna make sure the world survives
There ain't no justice there's just us
What happened to the meaning of "in God we trust"
So as we get older and our children grow up
We ain't gonna teach them what y'all showed us

For people who did believe, what we could do to change our future, you knew the
world was in our hands, help build them strong so they can withstand, all the
pressures, all the war, all the prejudice, and the others who were sure we
couldn't fight the stress in life, for those of you who didn't believe us,
listen to my words for you, listen to your children sing to you

We don't need your education
We don't want no pacifier
We are the leaders of your nation
We're gonna make sure the world survives
There ain't no justice there's just us
What happened to the meaning of "in God we trust"
So as we get older and our children grow up
We ain't gonna teach them what y'all showed us

Going off the rails of a crazy train...

Going off the rails of a crazy train
Current mood: discontent
Category: Life



The song that really fits me right now... I actually found the original music video..

Remember those? From when MTV actually played them, pretty much all the time?



For those who may not be able to understand all of the lyrics, here they are:
(courtesy of lyricsfreak.com)

Crazy, but thats how it goes
Millions of people living as foes
Maybe its not to late
To learn how to love
And forget how to hate

Mental wounds not healing
life's a bitter shame
I'm going off the rails on a crazy train

I've listened to preachers
I've listened to fools
I've watched all the dropouts
Who make their own rules
One person conditioned to rule and control
The media sells it and you have the role

Mental wounds still screaming
Driving me insane
I'm going off the rails on a crazy train

I know that things are going wrong for me
You gotta listen to my words
Yeh-h

Heirs of a cold war
Thats what we've become
Inheriting troubles I'm mentally numb
Crazy, I just cannot bear
I'm living with something that just isn't fair

Mental wounds not healing
Who and whats to blame
I'm going off the rails on a crazy train

For those who want newer, here's video of him performing Crazy train on the Jimmy Kimmel show Live 5-22-07)

The dungeon, books, and feelings of unease..

What a hectic crazy day. I felt like I was being forced to run at full speed all day, while staying in place.



Technically, I am a shoe associate, supposedly working in shoes. More and more, I have found myself thrown behind a register checking for most or all of my shift. Since I have gotten a doctor's note for my back, I am now finding myself thrown behind the register at the self-checkouts. You know how mind-numbing that is?? Really, just hitting the red 'digital' buttons on the monitor, and occasionally going to each lane when the person checking their stuff needs an age approval or screws it up somehow. Sure, saying hi to the customers and making sure they get through alright, but most of the time they are either on the phone or in a group and they just want OUT OF THERE. I can't say I blame them either.


(but...minus the smile this lady has... Just as a default...)

Today, not only was I sitting at the self checkouts for over four hours, I also did 340 price changes. Really, why on Earth did they think it is a good idea to drop that many price changes on the weekend???? They actually dropped 360, but I didn't do the last 20 of them because they were partial size runs. People go nuts when a size 7 of a style is one price and the 7 1/2 is another... So I left them on there until at least tomorrow to see if the rest drops....




I don't feel well. My dinner is not wanting to settle down and be digested.. I honestly have to stop myself from getting sick (sorry for the visuals).



So, on another note, I was thinking again about my job/career change. If I can't work in a library anytime soon (see my previous blogs titled 'The unbalancing acts'), I still need to escape the 'dungeon' (as one of my lovely readers dubbed it) VERY soon... I think I will check out the hiring possibilities at Barnes and Noble. It's kind of like a library. Another plus, it is in the mall that is only two blocks away from me. :)

A downside?........It is in the mall that is only two blocks away from me. *laughs* Our mall has quite a few stores that I love, and constant sales. I would forever be broke, even more than usual!

My medicine is kicking in, I can definitely tell. It works fast, and knocks out my abilities to formulate coherent sentences and to spell/use grammar correctly.

So, my dear readers.. You've all been pretty quiet lately! Feel free to share what's going on with you!

How is your weekends going?

What lovely (or not so lovely) places do you spend your time the most?

What do you think of Nirvana?

Don't forget to leave kudos with comments, and subscribe! I love that sort of thing!!!

Remembering those who are serving... (reposted from my myspace blog)

Okay, so my best friend from childhood is in the service. We've known each other since I was in 2nd grade and he was in third. We lost touch for quite awhile, but Myspace brought us back in touch with each other about a year ago.





He is heading to Iraq in just a couple of months, but has served our country for quite awhile already.

First, I came up with the idea of asking you all to visit his profile and leave your thoughts and prayers for him there, but then I remembered that one has to be a friend of someone to leave profile comments.

So then I thought it may be nice for comments and thoughts to be posted here in this blog entry for him to read from everyone.

I wanted to also give you the opportunity, dear reader, to post links/photos of your own loved ones who are serving our country and risking thier lives for us if you wish.