Okay, so I just watched a video of Dale Earnhardt Sr. winning the Daytona 500. Even though I knew what was going to happen at the end, it still made me cry. Why do I do that? I have noticed I do the same thing with sad movies that I've seen repeatedly. Gosh, maybe my nickname should be crybaby or titty baby or something. Yuck. I really dislike being female sometimes.

Sunday, October 26, 2008
I don't know what is going on with my body but I don't like it at all. Let's just say that it started with one end of my digestive system and now it has moved to the other. As Doug used to say when he was feeling sick to his stomach, it feels like someone is making balloon animals with my intestines. Ewwww I know, but that's the truth. I would appreciate any prayers/good thoughts/energy that this would go away...it started about ten o'clock Friday night with nausea and has progressed since then. I really didn't think the milkshake Granny brought home yesterday evening was a good idea, nor the oatmeal she had me eat before she left to go to Decatur, but she was adamant that i put something in my stomach. I'm trying gatorade now so that my electrolytes don't get too terribly out of whack. I know there's a diet with you're sick to your stomach that's something like bananas, rice, applesauce and something else, maybe toast? I don't know, but I absolutely hate bananas after beinf roced to eat six a day for about a year while I was having several major eye operations. I didn't like them in the first place and now I really can barely stand the thought. I'm going to take some more Imodium spelling? and if anyone has any suggestions I'd really appreciate them. I don't know how I'm going to be able to sleep with my stomach cramping the way it is, but i need to lay down because I feel very weak and queazy.
Oh, two more things of well, not significance, but notworthiness I suppose. Yeah, I know that's probably not a word, but it's my journal so I can make up words if I want. Anyway, The Rays lost, the Texas Longhorns won, the Florida Gaters won, Victoria's Secret has a new perfume called Wish that is the bomb, and The NASCAR race, the Cowboys game and the fourth game of the world series are all on TFV later tomorrow. Oh, and I love Jordan. Okay, I'm going to bed now. Have a beautiful day everybody.

Okay. I have another question for you all. I was planning to watch the NASCAR race. I went in the bedroom and turned on the TV. I put it on ABC, because that's where the schedule said the race was being broadcast. That ain't a NASCAR race, and where the hell is the race, I wanna know? I looked at the forecast for Richmond, Virginia, and it ain't raining there, so what the heck is the problem? Oh, and just in case someone wants to be skeptical, I'll paste the info I got directly from the nascar.com Website so everyone else can see it.
NEXT RACE
09/06/08
Chevy Rock & Roll 400
Richmond International Raceway
ABC/7 p.m.
Okay, somebody should tell those morons if they can't get the schedule right, they shouldn't publish the damn thing!!!!!!!

I apologize to those of you who have caringbridge pages that I normally visit. I haven't been able to do that today. We had a surprise birthday party for my grandmother, so there were a lot of people here. With that and the tremendous sinus headache I've had since around noon, I haven't managed to do much of anything except attempt to watch the NASCAR race. I hope the darn race is finished before next year. Can someone who actually follows racing explain to me why it is that Earnhardt Jr. has such crappy circumstances on the West coast? I don't get it. I don't remember his dad having that issue, but it could be that I've forgotten. Oy. Did I mention I have a headache? Okay, I have to go see if we're going to go or if the drivers are just gonna sit there with their thumbs up their rears all night.

The shootout was awesome! I'm glad Jr. won! As much as I'm happy that he won, and as bad as I hate to say it, I know that the critics aren't going to shut up until he wins a race that counts for points, so I'm really hoping he wins next week. I would normally have more to say on the subject, but I'm very tired, and I have had a migraine from you know where since I woke up this morning, so I'm going to try and get some sleep.

February brings out many mixed emotions for me. I have three members who have birthdays in this particular month, one of them being my grandmother. The two others are cousins, with whom I am not particularly close, although given the fact that I was the eldest of the grandchildren up until my father remarried during my sophomore year in high school, I can recall the details of each of their births.
Doug's birthday was in February also. NASCAR season begins in the second month of the year. I remember trying to watch the Daytona 500 last year, and bawling. So many feelings came over me all at once that I completely lost track, no pun intended, of the race. I knew that this would be one of the last times I would see many of the mutual acquaintances that Doug and I had. I was in the process of going through his things, which in itself was quite an emotional ordeal for me. Overall, I just plain ol' missed him, and the way we would discuss the races or pretend to argue over whether or not Richard Petty or Earnhardt Sr. was the best driver. Lol. I'll have to write a journal entry about that one...it should be good for a laugh or three. Yes, pun intended that time.
Anyway, between the various birthdays, Earnhardt Sr.'s death in February of 2001, and Valentine's Day which has always been my least favorite holiday, I tend to reflect on things inside myself rather than things taking place outside in the rest of the world. So if my entries seem a bit heavy and self-absorbed, or if I don't seem talkative when you see me online, that is most likely the reason. I'll warn you in advance that a quote from a caringbridge page already has the thinking started for another deep entry. I just need some rest first so that my body can keep up with the frenetic pace that my brain seems to be running as of late.