Angie World

I’ve talked about this before, but get ready, I’m repeating myself today.

There are so many things I’m passionate about, mainly television shows.

First and foremost is everything Joss Whedon, the man is brilliant. From Buffy to Angel to Firefly to the Dollhouse, Avengers and Agents of Shield. He put Tahiti on the map again, it’s a magical place.

Anything with Star in the title, Star Trek, Star Wars, Stargate and Battlestar Galactica.

To comedies, Friends, The Office, The Good Place and Last Man Standing, just to name a few.

Let’s not forget superhero’s, from Superman in the DC realm to Thor in the Marvel universe and don’t even get me started on Dean Cain. I think you all know how I feel about him.

I was late to the party on my current one, it’s not even on the air anymore. Chuck, it’s sweet, funny, smart and action filled.

Today is the 12th anniversary of the premiere of the series. I have been introduced to a twitter group that celebrates this amazing show. Tonight at 7:00 pm CST we will all stream the premiere and watch together. Online. Nerds/geeks unite online. I listened to Jeffster songs on my lunch and break and had mini dance parties.

The parts were perfectly cast, I cannot imagine anyone else in those roles. I mush sign off now and prepare for the watching party.

Are you coming to the toga party?

Have you ever had a dream so vivid that when you woke up you had to check and see if it was true?

The other night I had a dream that a friend of mine died suddenly. It was so real and so vivid that it woke me up at 4am and I grabbed my phone to make sure it wasn’t real.

It wasn’t, but I did say a prayer for my friend.

Right now I am craving popcorn, watching an episode of Lois and Clark and fighting the urge to make some.

I am watching one of the time travel ones. Any show that has time travel is for me.

One of my favorite movies is Peggy Sue got Married. Can you imagine waking up and you’re in high school? What would you change? Would you so anything different?

Peggy Sue became very frustrated when she realized she couldn’t change things. Then when she is back in the present she realizes she did have some influence over certain things.

All in all I wouldn’t change anything from my high school days. I wouldn’t mind going back and seeing my parents and grandparents. I miss them a lot.

I would like to end on a word of advice, when calling tech support for anything, I wouldn’t suggest screaming and using obscenities. It’s not going to get you anywhere. Peace out peeps!

Hear ye, hear ye, hear ye, I proclaim my bestie Shay the real life WebMD. She took umbrage with the fact that I completely left her out yesterday. She called my diagnosis before I received the test results. Let us all inundate her with requests for medical diagnosis.

I have to fast for my physical on Friday, I shall be hangry afterwards. Everyone may want to stay out of Plano.

I did get to spend time with my awesome granddaughter yesterday evening and this morning. Love that girl so much.

Today is the first day of fall and once again I am bemoaning the fact that I live in Texas. I feel Montana calling my name.

I shall be visiting Arizona in February, one of my favorite non-relative nephews is becoming a father. It will be another epic road trip with Shay.

We will be visiting Roswell on the way, no, not to storm Area 51. We’re not idiots. But it would be nice to see an extraterrestrial. So if Spock, Thor, Loki or Superman is around come see us.

I hope everyone has a great rest of their weekend, mine is over. Back to work tomorrow after being off due to illness. So much fun!

Ok, so, I’ve been sick all week, I woke Tuesday morning at 4am to horrible pain. I popped 8 over the counter pain relievers. Thinking that would get me to work then I could get through the day. It did not.

At 6am when I got in my car and backed out of my garage I thought I can’t so this.

So I pulled back in, put in for a sick day and waited until 8am when I could call my doctors office.

Now I would like to digress for a moment. I have been a patient at the same doctors office since 1997. My original doctor is no longer there. She died. It was sad and I miss her, but I chose to remain with the practice and chose another doctor. Same practice, different doctor.

I call, I ask for an appointment with my current dr, ok, how ’bout October? Me: that doesn’t really work for me, I explain why. She comes back and says ok I can get you in today with the nurse practitioner. Cool. I take it.

I go in and the intake nurse says get on the scale when you’re ready. Me: we’ll be here for a long time. Her: blank stare. I get on. Brutal.

We go to the exam room, remember, 1997, she flips through my folder, so your parents are still alive. Not a question. I said um no, my dad passed in 1993 and my mom in 2003. Oh, when was your last period? Me: 2001. Are you sure you have the right folder? Shes a little embarrassed at this point, she should have been. 1997.

I know I don’t go there often, I’m rarely doctor worthy sick, but dang.

Finally the nurse practitioner comes in, saying I loved her is an understatement. She was excellent. After telling me she needs the lab to look at things she and I start talking about general health.

I tell her how I’m not able to lose weight, I show her what I’m eating. She doesn’t understand either. She then asks me when my last physical was. I was embarrassed then, I’ve never had one. I mean I have the woman yearly one, but a regular, old fashioned physical. Never.

She then tells me she NEEDS for me to have one. Something is off and she wants to check all of my levels.

So I’ll be going back on the 27th for that. In the meantime I’ve been waiting on these labs.

I do a quick WebMD search, I’m dying, I think to myself what if Tulsa is my make a wish with Dean Cain?

It’s not easy being this paranoid about medical issues.

I’m a day late. Yesterday was Friday the 13th. Those are the best days, they are considered good luck days in my family. My parents were married on a Friday the 13th, they were married 59 years before my dad passed.

Thursday night, at roughly 9pm I discover the air conditioner is not working. An emergency call to my leasing agent is made. The air conditioner service of course can’t get out that night so Friday it is.

I’m not worried about it because Friday is going to be nothing but greatness.

So Friday morning comes around, oh did I mention my new sectional was being delivered as well.

The air conditioner people call, they can be there between 1 and 5. Ok, I’m here all day I tell them.

I put all of the old furniture to the curb, two wingback chairs and a sofa. I’m very proud of myself, I didn’t need any help. I’ve inherited the strength of my people. I come from peasant stock.

The furniture people call before the appointment time and ask if they can come now. Of course.

Right after that the air conditioner people call, there’s been a cancellation, can he come now. Of course.

Does any of this surprise me? No. It’s Friday the 13th, only good things come to me on this day.

And it did, my furniture came early and my air was cooling shortly after. All is well in Angie World.

Next up meeting Dean and convincing him I’m not crazy and we should just get married.

In the famous words of Sheldon Cooper, I’m not crazy, my mother had me tested.

So today, September 12, 1993, I fell in love, with a television and an actor. Yes, 26 years ago today Lois and Clark, the New Adventures of Superman made its debut. Life would never be the same. Ok, so my life would not change dramatically but the show remains my favorite and the actor, Dean Cain gets better as he ages.

I remember eagerly awaiting the premiere as I have always been a huge Superman fan. I read the comics and loved the movies, cartoons and any form the story was told.

This particular incarnation came at a time in my life that was difficult. My dad passed away and I was going through a difficult divorce. Becoming a single mom with three little ones was not what I expected to happen but there we were.

For one hour a week we could all watch a wonderful show about my favorite superhero and forget about everything else.

Today I celebrate Lois and Clark, thank you for all you gave me.

I was at work, listening to the Kidd Kraddick in the Morning show on Kiss FM in North Texas. One of my co-workers said Angie are you listening to the radio. I said yes, he said a plane just hit the World Trade Center. I said I think that must be a sick joke, I don’t think that’s real. Who would do that.

Then Kidd came on and said what had just happened, the whole office was in shock, then the second plane hit. Then we heard about the Pentagon, then Pennsylvania.

People in my office had relatives in New York they were frantically trying to contact. We all drifted to the break room down the hall where there was a television.

Numb is the word I would use to describe the emotion, the first plane we all chalked up to a horrible accident, then the second, the third and the fourth. We were under attack and we had no information.

All planes in the country grounded until further notice. Then the reports that it was a terrorist attack, Radical Muslims wanted take away the safe feeling we all have as Americans.

This is not a political post, I would like to focus on what happened on September 12, 2001. All differences were forgotten, we were one, we were all Americans. More flags were flying, we seemed to be a tad more courteous to each other.

Respectful, neighbors, friends, countrymen, we were all one. I, for one, like to remember that time, when we all came together to protect each other from an evil, outside force. On that wanted and still wants to take away our way of life, the best revenge we can extract on our enemies is to continue to be the best America we can be.

Protect our Civil Liberties, our rights, our freedoms, live our lives being the best we can be.

To all of my fellow Americans, I love you, I love our first responders who rush into danger for all of us. I love our military who protect us and fight for us every single day. Oh one thing, give those people a raise, they deserve it.

Let’s go back to loving and respecting each other the way we did on September 12, let’s never forget, let’s lift up the families directly effected to this day in the aftermath of this horrific attack. The children who never met their father or have no memory of their mother. Brothers, sisters, aunts, uncles, grandparents, best friends, never forget.

When my friend Kimmy called to tell me she was getting married she also told me she and her fiancé were not going to have a wedding. I was aghast. I said no! You have to let us celebrate you!

Please allow me to tell you a little about my friend Kimmy. First of all I’m the only one that gets to call her that. My full nickname for her I Kimmy Kim Kim, and yes that is how she is listed in my phone.

We have known each other for years, many years, it wasn’t until we both worked in the internet department that we became good friends.

Kimmy has a spirit that reminds me of my mom. She is gentle in nature and has a huge heart.

She and I have a lot in common as well, when she became a single mom she dedicated her life to raising her son. The way I dedicated my life to raising my children when I became a single mom.

She waited until he was an adult, in college, before she dated and became engaged. I’m still waiting for Dean Cain. Did I mention she was also a big Dean fan? Her being married eliminates one of the competition. 🤓🤷🏻‍♀️

I’m super happy (see what I did there) she met the love of her life, she looked so happy marrying the love of her life.

Her son gave her away, which is the point I completely lost it and started crying. Thank goodness for Chanel mascara. When the minister said who gives this woman in marriage and he said “I do” then he leaned down and kissed his mother on the cheek. It was the sweetest moment and said volumes about their relationship as mother and son.

Her groom looked at her the way all grooms should look at their brides walking down the aisle.

I am beyond grateful she invited me to witness her happiness.

Kimmy and Trialus I pray God rains his blessings down on your household!

So my weekend started on Friday, when it normally starts on Thursday. This is the price I paid for a 4 day weekend. I had a one day weekend.

Friday after work I drive to pick up Tess, not from school but from her mom’s house. Instead of family dinner I drove her to Jeffrey’s house. The upside is I got to spend a little time with her.

I get home and try to get out of my car, my door wouldn’t open! It had opened fine at my sons house. Now I can’t get out of the car. I am completely panic stricken.

It is important to note up to this point in the day I had only had 300 calories. I think to myself I’m going to have climb out of the passenger side. So I do, and I am in a total panic mode. I have a wedding to go to Saturday evening. I cannot climb out of my car at a wedding, in a dress. I am ready to cry.

I make myself a delicious Flowsupps protein smoothie and start researching my car issue. Apparently it is pretty common problem, I order the part and text my son. It will be fixed this week as soon as the part comes in. As the nutrients get to my brain I think to myself why didn’t I just roll the car window sown and open the door with the outside door handle?

Thought process is a beautiful thing. I was able to go to my friends wedding and celebrate her day. More on that tomorrow. I’m exhausted. I am going to sleep. A one day weekend goes by fast.

Peace out peeps. May your week be awesome!