Well, one week ago tonight, while I was in Orlando, Whitney Houston Died. She was a Woman of incredible talent, as well as setting dome impressive musical records along the way. Her rendition of the Star Spangled Banner, will with out question be right up there with Kate Bush, maybe even better. It was a troubled time for the United States, and we were looking at War in the Middle East. Her rendition was amazing, and brought the country to it's feet. 
Sadly, like most star's, she gave into the temptation of Drugs and Alcohol. A week has gone by and you would think that the President of the United States had died. The open crying, people screaming here name at the casket as if she would sit up and wave at them. GOOD LORD, get a life people. I have met many a soul in this world that are remembered only by myself, or a precious few that acknowledge their lives.  My late husband, and my dear friend Casey are examples. There is a Star named for him. Most will be of the mind, Who the hell is that? So be it. He left this world have spent the remaining years of his life dealing with AIDS and the complications of it, as did Thom my Husband. Casey showed me how to live with a disease that I would soon have, and not die from it. He was poor, had few possessions, and all he had to give was his love and his friendship. We could not get enough of it. When he Passed, the hall was packed. Not because of WHO he was but What he was. A man who had unconditional love for his friends. Love for all who met him, and most of all a teacher. Thom, gave me even more. The Honor of becoming my Mate, and the Honor of helping to die at home with Dignity, and Love around him. These people are to be praised and loved. They truly touched your lives and became part of them. I did not have to join a fan club, buy albums, concert tickets at ridiculously high prices, and see that money got o a destructive way of life. These are the real hero's in this world. Those who give freely everything that is not money or things. They gave love, kindness, and when needed a good slap upside the head to put yours back on straight. I miss them both deeply and soon will be with them again. I have an address book full of names, I am all that is left. It is a list of real people who walked this earth and brought a piece of themselves everywhere to share with others. I am blessed to have know them, and honored to be the carrier of there memory.

Caching up

Once again to long on the writing. Good Lord, you would think that by now with Life I lead there would be something every day. Oh Well. As I am writing this without looking up past posts, I will wing it.

Brief cover: August 30^th I lost my precious Jake, the love of my love aside from Thom. Sixteen years old, and still getting around. The last few months leading into August, the walking had become labored and obviously painful for him. He made such a great show of it for me, when I came home from work or just food shopping. The decision to take him to the Vet for evaluation, knowing what they would tell me, scared me silly. We.  arrived, they took him back to “prep” him and then came back in to ask questions. I beat them to it. Can he be helped, can the pain be eased, is this the only option, how can I help him live longer. Then they told me what I needed to know, not wanted to hear. There was not much they could do that would at more than a month or two before the pain came back. I said OK, and before they could give him the Shot, he died in my arms. The little shit wanted to know I was letting him go. So he left. I so miss him, Fozz-E, and of course my Thom. Life without them has been and existence, not life.

Jason had come into the picture about 1 month earlier. He will go down as one of the biggest mistakes I have made in my life. He has also given me reason to NEVER , date again, and stay the Lone Wolf trucker that I am. He took a 300.00 phone, my Aircard for wireless, Coveralls, and my trust, faith, and hope for Humans’. He stole my love, and left me with nothing. SO be it and I hope life is better to him than he was to me. Twenty-six hours of driving so I would be there when he woke up on his Birthday. Thousands in rent, food, Cigarettes, and spending money, all gone. I learned my lesson. Never again.

 The road as always has been great for me, a refuge if you will. Great trips since he left me for his EX. Weeks on the road, good tips, and no calls that he was running short of money, needed this, needed that, or calls of come get me NOW! I don’t like it here. Some recent rips that have been great were, FSU Theatre, FSU Equestrian riding team, and Lincoln High School Thespians. Great trips. Soon to come will be the Moscow Ballet for at least 7 days. The spring brings NYC and Washington DC, as well as others. I drive the same bus know a lot, and I like that. Good to get to know how your equipment runs and sounds on a regular basis. Astro is really good to me, and I work with great people. They are Professionals  on the road, and although we have our differences, we NEVER show a group of passengers that anything is wrong(if there is) or the such. WELL DONE GUYS!

 The house might finally get the work on it needs. Here is hoping. The Medical front is a different story. Neuropathy is advancing and will take my legs someday in the future, should I live long enough. So here is to tomorrow and me being here. The road needs me and I him. to Top it all, after two years Bank wants to sue for a house on an ileagal morgage. Sp time to Die