A few things

First and most importantly, Chloe has neurological problems. A few weeks ago I noticed she was shaking. Just gently like she was keeping up to a good dance beat. When I cupped her little head in my hands she stopped and when I let go she'd start shaking again. She had to use furniture to brace herself up. It worried me but it stopped soon after. Then it happend again Monday while Chad was with her. He took her in and so far (after $330 in tests...that was my 'reduced' rate) nothing can be found. The only thing that hasn't come back negative was valley fever and we should hear those results today. So now they are suggesting we take her to a specialist and I am not sure my wallet can handle that. I feel cruel if I don't help her but all in all she is a very well behaved, very smart puppy dog and to run expensive tests on her when there may not be anything fundamentally wrong with her or that would affect her quality of life seems silly too. I think it has something to do with her being stuck in the birth canal for 4 hours behind a dead sibling. My weight watchers leader, Gretchen, suggested I take her to the chiropractor she referred me to for my "whiplash" last Ocotober. She may actually be right but I can't imagine me taking my dog to a chiropractor. I mean that's just crazy. Right?
Next was something I'm over now. In a nut shell I have a faculty member who hates the bookstore with a passion. I've blogged about him before but his wife also is a treat and hates us with a passion too. She came to our annual bad-mouth-the-bookstore-with-a-smile meeting where people come to have a grown up discussion and inevitably it turns in to a temper tantrum where I have to sit there and be diplomatic to these freaks who think that my biggest concern (I call it my biggest problem) is their specific classes. They care not of anyone else who wanted to discuss pertanent issues. No they wanted to complain about a book we ran out of for 24 hours on the first week of classes. We are 7 weeks in to term and it's just now being brought to me (like I didn't know) and she chooses to do it in the most rude and obnoxious way. She never does anything proactively to help us, just likes to complain in an open forum. She doesn't return phone calls when we ask for information that would bypass this situation from happening every semester. No, wait to air your dirty laundry which by my account wasn't so dirty but she tried to make it look like we didn't have her stuff for 1 week (which is eons in math terms) and when I insisted she was wrong (very politely I might add) she told me I was wrong cause her students told her. I then wanted to tell her they were lying cause they know if they blame us they can prolong having to spend $64.00 on a piece of cardboard with a 20 digit number inside. And if she would just take the time to check (like all her cohorts do) she'd know. So what makes me mad is that I do have to smile and take it because my corporation frowns on us calling faculty egotistical jerks....not sure why. She's mean and so is her miserable husband. That's all I had to say about that.
Lastly, I was talking to Judy (my co-worker) last night at WW and she knew one of the new members. She was a daughter of an old friend. Well the member's brother has brain damage from playing russian roulette. I was so shocked. People actually play that? I thought it was just something they just did in the movies. So it didn't kill him but he does have to live in a special home for kids with head injuries. Crazy. Just thought I'd share that for a taste of something different. I started looking at all the other members, most of whom are over 70. Just imagine what kinda crazy stories they could tell.