Wednesday, December 30, 2009


We have big hearts and a big home and there is no way we're going one more day without sharing these things with innocent creatures who have need.

We welcome two kittens (sisters - I think they're both girls. I hope they're both girls...)

They're so cute!

They're a bit skittish as they've never seen a bathtub before, or a toilet or a bathroom or an oven, a refrigerator - a kitchen.

(Strangely enough, despite never having seen a kitchen, they both ran toward the noise of the can opener...I never fed them canned cat food so how do they know? Is the sound of a can opener imprinted on their DNA? Mama cat was adopted from a shelter and their papa is a tom so...)

They are adorable and won't leave the living room and dining room. They have a whole house to explore! They've never been inside a structure with more than two rooms before.

Friday, December 4, 2009


The cat moved.

After I go through his violent behavior, hypothyroidism, enlarged heart, crushed pills every 12 hours, radioactive poop, radioactive cat, countless throwing up spells - after all the sickness and biting, he gets cured and then moves.

I'm so sad. He wasn't very happy with the thought of driving cross state lines and evidently, he meowed (whined) for over three hours straight in an enclosed car, driving my poor sister into a frazzled state of mind.

He's gone. Twelve and a half years of this bundle and joy, minus the time I hightailed it to Hollywood. Gone.

But he's alive and he's (finally) healthy so I'm not sad, sad. Just missing him sad. It's not like I can e-mail him. Well, I could.

It's not like I can follow his Twitter.

It'd just be, 'Meow-mrrrr' anyway so I guess it's just as well.

Friday, September 18, 2009


I went to BioSET again.

I'm no longer allergic to asbestos.

Good thing, too, asbestos is bad enough on its own without having an allergic reaction to boot.

We finished up the environmental toxins kit - I get annoyed with myself because I have to frequently split one kit into two separate treatments. is what it is.

After years and years of my immune system overworked and at diminished capacity, all the allergies and bad nutrition (who's hungry when everything you eat hurts?) - I can't really get mad at my body - myself - for not being able to handle one kit at a time.

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Radioactive Poop

We went to pick up our little darling from his radioactive treatment. He didn’t meow until he saw me – then he didn’t stop. At all. For the rest of the day. Poor thing. Poor radioactive thing.

We chucked him in the car in the cat carrier, turned out of the driveway and promptly got lost. Soon after we got back on track – I nearly bolted from the car. As I was driving, this greatly disturbed Mom. She looked strangely at me.

“Oh my! I can’t breathe!”

She furrowed her brow as though wondering if I’d gone insane right then and there.

Then – all of the sudden – she gagged.

I rolled down the windows and hung out of it like a dog. It didn’t help. The cat meowed. I shouted over him. Mom laughed, squeezing her nose shut with her whole hand.

“The cat pooped!” I shouted, unfortunately at a red light with the windows open. “He radioactively pooped – in my car!”

Mom found this so funny. I did not.

We finally made it home and dealt with the poor creature and his radioactive poop.

(I mean, seriously, who has to deal with this? And a germophobe at that! It’s so crazy. Now if I’m ever in a room full of people and someone asks if they’ve ever carried radioactive poop at 50 miles an hour, I’ll have to raise my hand.)

Mom tried to reassure me that nothing actually touched any part of my car as he was in the carrier but still! I mean, come on!

Safely in the house and the radioactive feline clean and running around the house, back to his territory, Mom searched for her cell phone.

We gave up and looked in the car, she thinking it had fallen under the seat in the craziness.

I leaned my head so that my nose was flush with the underside of my car and asked her to call herself from my cell.

I heard her ring.

I turned my head toward the street.

I looked down.

Way down.

Mom heard it, too. “Is it under the seat?”

“Oh, yeah,” I said. “Way under.”

I saw the flashing light of her display screen from the city sewer, what, ten, twenty feet below the city streets.

I found this hilarious.

Mom did not.

We couldn’t get the sewer cover open, even with the factory workers help. (Big, strong guys came with a crowbar to see if they could be of assistance.)

We tried glue and tape and curtain rods and yarn and everything we could think of. It was Macgyver meets Martha Stewart and The Three Stooges.

It was all for naught. I got the cell phone into a makeshift doily-type mesh of yarn Mom and I concocted but at the last second, it fell off and disappeared under the water and mud.

I called my sister to update her on the cat and inform her that she can’t call Mom.

“Well, she can,” Mom said, hands on hips, lips pursed. “But the sewer people will answer.”

My sister was a little confused.

After we got back into the house, hours after going to get the cat, Mom looked at me. “I wished I’d gone to work today.”

“I was thinking the same thing earlier!” I said.

But to tell you the truth, despite the horrors of radioactive poop in one’s car and losing a cell phone (that you had – you had it!!) with the special little baubles she’d collected throughout the years and the zillions of phone numbers locked inside – I don’t regret this day at all.

Despite the sheer frustrations the day offered, I can’t remember the last time I laughed so much or so deeply and with my Mom.

I wouldn’t trade that for anything.

Monday, September 14, 2009

Radioactive Cat

After debating and research, we decided to take the cat in for radioactive treatment. At 12 ½ yrs. old, he’s been diagnosed with hyperactive thyroid.

We tried the pills but our schedules don’t permit us to mush it into his food every twelve hours.

Also and more important, we hate drugs and the drugs’ll end up killing him, albeit later than the hyperactive thyroid which already seems to be wreaking havoc with his little kitty heart. And they have side effects.

So, naturally, we went with the treatment that will make him radioactive. This is a cure. There are supposed to be no side effects – except the violent, little darling will be radioactive and we have to limit our exposure to him for the next two weeks (I can’t sleep with him) and treat his litter box as though it’s hazardous waste material. Which…it is.

It wasn’t actually my decision as he’s not technically my cat but I did voice my opinion in the matter (shocking!) and am glad we’re going to try this route.

My sister took him in today.

I wore an old shirt as pajamas for three nights so it’d have my smell on it. This is known to comfort the cat while he’s away. I also supplied an audio tape of Captain Underhill as I listen to it every night and the cat sleeps with me so he should know Captain Underhill’s voice as well as anyone’s.

No cat for three days and then we have to ignore him for two more weeks.

The place said it’s harder on the humans than it is on the cats…I’m beginning to agree.

Monday, May 4, 2009


Holy cow.

I was allergic to all sorts of trees and grasses. We did the 'Outdoor Allergens Kit'.

The second treatment, we did the 'Spices Kit' - I had no allergy to garlic!

I used to be allergic to garlic and we never cured that one. So I've been avoiding it in my food until we did the 'Spices Kit' and look what happened - my body healed itself!

He said this is quite common and will most likely happen a lot. As the allergies are cured, there is less and less stress on the immune system, translation: immune system can better function.

Also, the more I can eat (with no allergic reaction to hurt my body) the more my body can process, the stronger I get, including my immune system, translation: immune system can start functioning as it's supposed to.

This is a fantastic day.

Wednesday, April 29, 2009


Another BioSET.

I found out I was allergic to my cereal, dish soap and lip gloss.


Well, at least I'm not anymore!

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Friday, March 20, 2009

BioSET & Q-Link

I had two more BioSET's today and bought a Q-Link. It's a pendant you wear around your neck to ward off the negative effects of electromagnetic fields. It strengthens your personal biofield when threatened by cell phone signals and TV signals and radio signals and satellite signals and all that jazz. Not only does it sound new-agey and cool, there is tons of scientific research stating these facts. I'm going ahead and giving it a try. I bought one for my Dad, too - it's his birthday tomorrow.

I was but am no longer allergic to:
Whatever was in the Fatty Acids Kit
My Vegannaise

Friday, March 13, 2009

Friday the 13th & BioSET

Two more Bioset's

I was but am no longer allergic to:

wheat (I eat gluten-free anyway but this is good because there is wheat in
so many things.)
a bunch of other things (it's hard to keep track!)

Friday, March 6, 2009


After another two BioSETs, I was but am no longer allergic to:

milk (which I don't consume anyway)
my inhaler (which is good since I sometimes need it to breathe)
my shampoo
my conditioner
my face cream

He did the Acid Base Kit and Heavy Metals Kit so I'm no longer allergic to a whole bunch of things in those.

The kits are groupings of like things so we can be cured of a bunch of allergies to similar items instead of one item at a time - which would take forever!

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Mom's Birthday and BioSET

It's my Mom's Birthday!

I had two BioSET treatments today. The way it works, you have one treatment and your body needs two hours before it can undergo another one. They are kind enough to let me wait in their office because I'm over an hour away.

I was but am no longer allergic to:


He also did the mineral kit so I'm not longer allergic to a whole bunch of minerals and such.

Monday, February 23, 2009


My Mom, sister and I went to Vegas and met up with my Aunt, Bill (her boyfriend) and their dog, Cuddles. Bill and Cuddles left to visit his daughter who lives quite a ways from the Vegas Strip. (And because it was a girl's trip and he didn't qualify.)

We had so much fun this weekend! Lots of eating, lots of waiting in line to eat, lots of walking, lots of gambling - I actually gambled for a very short period of time. Lost all my money. In a very short period of time. My sister said to Mom, "Hope you burned that into your memory because she'll never gamble again."

Yup. I never saw the appeal. Now I really don't!

Anyone out there have a horrible gambling story?

Or better yet - a GREAT gambling story??

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

First BioSET

Have you heard of BioSET?

My Dad gave me a book for Christmas called The Food Allergy Cure by Dr. Ellen Cutler and I perused it. They all say 'cure' but then tell you to stay away from that food or product - newsflash, that's NOT a cure! But this book literally tells you how to cure yourself of allergies! CURE!!!

I did some of the questionnaires and based on the results and other things I've read in the book - and knowing my own background - I decided I needed to go to a BioSET practitioner. Let him/her treat me! I want to do this right and do this quickly.

I found a guy just over an hour away and had my first appt. He's also a chiropractor and I got a treatment - which included a cranium adjustment that most chiropractors don't do.

Guess what else? He fixed my short leg! My old chiropractor said I would always have one leg slightly shorter than the other. Fortunately, it didn't effect the structure of the rest of my body.

But this guy said the leg itself is not shorter, it's...jammed up or something. He did an adjustment and now both legs are the same length! He warned me that it might happen again - but both my legs are the same height.

Awesome first visit! (I'll tell you more about BioSET in later posts)

Friday, January 16, 2009

Finished Second-in-Series Novel

I have finished the second in the Mystery/Adventure Series set just outside Chicago in 1875.

I may have completed the manuscripts out of order but I now possess three novels in this series.

I believe I shall take a break from the Westin family and their wacky adventures and work on a paranormal series set in Chicago in current times.

Let's give those agents and publishers some choices!

Monday, January 5, 2009

Happy Birthday + Book

Happy Birthday to my lovely sister. I won't get to see her today but we got to hang out yesterday.

Also, on this auspicious day, I finished writing my 2008 NaNoWriMo Novel! The third in my Mystery/Adventure Series, featuring the powerful but cash-strapped Westins.

After typing it in comes the wonderful editing process.

One huge goal completed, the next huge goal awaits...