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I'm still awake again. This is for the birds. I'm trying to make myself tired.
I had a great day today. My daughter nad my grandson came over to help decorate the Christmas tree. Thats always been a tradition, The tree gets put up and it will sit there until my kids are here to put the orniments on. I used to do the lights, but thats something way too hard for me to do anymore. Getting the things out of the boxes is bad enough on me. And Madia (my dog) did need to go out to potty. I thought so. She will sit there to let us know that...or that she wants to go out front by herself. I don't do that until Jim is home. He does it for her. I don't know what I'd do if anything happened to her.
I was able to get things off my mind earlier. <Huge sigh> Boy do I feel better.
My Home Health Aide came today. So she was here when the kids were decorating. I have my cell phone in my bedroom being charged and I got a call. My ring tone is Ozzy Osbourne's Crazy Train. So when it went off, she ran in there because she thought someone was in there and something was wrong. I was following her to answer it because I knew what it was. I was finally able to tell her what it was. I have that ring tone because I love Ozzy and it's loud so I can hear it. She asked me what the "noise" was that was coming through my phone, and I told her that it was just Ozzy signing Crazy Train. She's 2 years older then I am and she didn't know who he was. I told her that she was the first person I've ever met that didn't know who he was. Wow. She says she's always listened to country music. When I told her what I listen to and the kind of music my son plays in his band, and she just looked at me and shivered. So, now I know not to have any of mine or my sons music playing while she's here. I don't want her to freak out on me. We don't listen to satanic music or anything close to that, it's just hard rock and alternative rock.
I was writing back and forth to my daughter tonight, and I told her that I'm depressed. She said that she kind of thought I was, by the way I am during the day. I have all blinds closed, all curtains shut and my curtains that seperate this room to the living room. It makes it nice and dark at this end of the house. I like it that way. My eyes have gotten worse and I can see in the dark anyways. My eyes still don't dialate properly either. They are still big, and when the light comes through, it feels like acid is being thrown in my eyes. So I stay clear of it until Jim gets home. He has to have every light on in the house. I'm the opposite. I think it's so much more relaxing this way, and he thinks it's more depressing for him my way. And if I'm on the computer during the day, all the light thats on is from the monitor. I know, I'm weird. I admit to it.
And I was once a sun worshiper as well. I'd get up in the morning, put my bikini on, grab my blanket and go finish sleeping in the sun. I used to be dark all the time. You see how dark complected Jim is, I was always that color or darker then him. Plus, it does seem that since all of my illnesses, it actually took all of my color to my skin. I know that may sound weird too but, I'm Hungarian and Native American. Dark skinned. Odd.
I'm done rambling on. I asked my daughter if she is coming over tomorrow and she doesn't know yet. It's just been awhile since we've spent time together. I miss her. Yes, I love her new hair cut too. It's so cute on her. Mine had a chop job done on it. This is why I don't like anyone else doing my hair. The next time, I'm doing it my self. I complained about it and the other lady tried to fix it but couldn't because it was chopped that bad. It looks like I have dog ears. Yes...it is funny looking. Oh well.

Later.................