Birthday Boy

Happy 35th Birthday to Enrique Iglesias. I don't know what he's pouring but gurl, I'm there to lick it up!

R&R

Normal people can handle a day like yesterday, but us sick folk cannot handle it well. I was out of sorts until I hit the hay and then I woke up at 9 a.m. so you know I was one tired puppy. And I feel a whole lot better.

I'm just gonna take it easy for the rest of the day, nap, maybe vacuum, and see if I get some energy to do other things around the apartment.

...6 Days until the Camp Out...

Birthday Girl

Happy 42nd Birthday for former porn star Traci Lords. She made a splash in several John Waters films.

Out and About

Boy I'm one tired puppy. Went to my doctor's visit and he signed my DNR but it wasn't until later that I noticed he signed it in the wrong place! So I gotta go through that again. I lost 5 more pounds and we put me on a medication to help me with my latest problem that will not be blogged!

Then I went out for a late breakfast, came home, took meds, and passed out. I took a two hour nap of all things. I haven't been sleeping well lately and I'm stressed because of this surgery.

Then I went to the store to get more cans of soup since that's gonna be my diet for a couple of days before and after surgery. And honey, I'm ready for another nap. I just need to lie down.

...7 Days until the Camp Out...

Birthday Boy

Happy 49th to hottie George Clooney with a great sense of humour. George is also a multi-Oscar winner and is great in comedies and thrillers.

...8 Days until the Camp Out...

Birthday Girl

Happy 83rd Birthday to character actress Pat Carroll, far left. Here she is in Rodgers and Hammerstein's 1965 version of Cinderella where she played Prunella, the wicked step-sister with the creaking knee. Rub some unicorn oil on it the Mother says. We love Pat. This generation might know her for her portrayal of Ursula in Disney's The Little Mermaid.

Chiflado Update

I woke up early yet again. The stress is starting to get to me. I'm trying not to think about it but it's looming in my future. I have a doctor's appointment that means another surgical procedure. Maybe that's what's adding to my AIDSheimer's also.

I realized last night that my rent is due! I wrote out the check and will go by the office on the way to the store and I wrote 'Rent' on my calendar for the rest of the year. This is really starting to worry me. Something to bring up at my next session.

...9 Days until the Camp Out...

Birthday Girl

Happy 56th Birthday to Pia Zadora, talentless actress but did a great cameo in the original Hairspray. Her real talent is in singing, the lady has some pipes on her.

Chiflado Update

Went by my case manager's and finished my paperwork. Plus I got homework on top of that. I got some forms that need witnesses' signatures, so I can do that Sunday. And I have a DNR that needs my physician's signature and I just happen to see him Friday.

I've given up on American Idol. You can see the finale coming a mile away. She should have at least been in the bottom three with her poor performance. But what do I know, I believe in Smurfs!

...10 Days until the Camp Out...

Birthday Boy

Happy 39th to Bobby Cannavale, hot, hairy chest, nice schnozz. He was Will's boyfriend on Will and Grace and had a funny storyline with Samantha on Sex and the City.

Evan Lycacek

This babe is still on Dancing with the Has Beens. He's dancing great but the judges are tough on him, but he perseveres. Remember his number 800.868.3406 and redial away. As you can tell by this photo, Evan did make my Schnozz page in March.

...11 Days until the Camp Out...

Birthday Boy

Happy 35th birthday to David Beckham. Now you know why my heart belongs to Daddy!

Dressing Update

Well I guess that's that. It fell off in the middle of the night and there was no leakage. I'll still Neosporin it but for all intentions, it's healed.

I also woke up early for some unknown reason. Thank gawd I have a DVD to watch. If anybody has Netflix, I recommend a short lived series called The Middleman, the humour is just dry enough for my taste.

...12 Days until the Camp Out...

Nada

Nothing much going on. I'm starting to feel a bit blue for some reason and I've been doing so well lately.

I haven't been feeling well lately either. I wake up, have some de-calf and toast followed by a cat nap. There's always a lunch because of the HIV meds and sho nuff there will be another cat nap sometime.

I did get out yesterday. I went to an agency to get a monthly bus pass for May. It got kind of scary because I forgot which stop to get off at and the same thing happened on my return trip. When I remember my stops I just chant them over and over in my head so I won't forget to get off. Please don't tell me it's Alzheimer's I have to add to my list. B says it's just age. But it's happening more and more frequently.

...13 Days until the Camp Out...

Taking Care of Business

Went to a local AIDS agency to talk to my case manager. I have to start updating some paperwork. I go back Tuesday to finish. One thing about having AIDS is there is a lot of paperwork and multiply it for each agency I visit.

I'm still cold for some reason. Wonder if it's age, AIDS, or something else. I keep the thermostat @ 85 degrees and I'm under a blanket when I watch a DVD or my flannel robe when I'm at the computer. It's also getting frustrating.

Just like my tremors. The medications aren't working obviously. And I don't even know what it's called. The doctor did mention brain surgery and I'm gonna start asking friends or feel free to comment here, that's what a blog is for!

...15 Days until the Camp Out...

Chiflado Update

It's coming along fine. The dressing is drier now so I might just be adventurous and go a day without it. I've done a good job taking care of myself.

Today was a runaround day. I went to the pharmacy and library, for some reason I always do those two together. Then I went to the store to get some things for the weekend and that's it. Had lunch, took my meds, and a much deserved cat nap.

One of the clinics is having an informational dinner with a guest speaker, so I don't have to worry about that chore.

...16 Days until the Camp Out...

Casey James

Well now that the sex appeal has left the show, let's focus on the talent. Casey is quite talented and I would love to see him go all the way to the finale against Lee DeWyze, but that's just one brain dead opinion because we all know the judges have already chosen the winner.

Support Group

Don't know why it slipped my mind about my Monday night support group. It's a totally different dynamic than the Sunday one. It has a core group of about six regulars. We all know a lot about each other because we don't hold back anything.

We have monthly pot lucks and it seems like weekly chips and dips. We mostly yak about anything but AIDS which in a way is nice because we get tired of hearing all of that.

Our moderator is great. She's like a sister rather than a manager. She's got a great sense of humour and always has an ear to listen to our problems.

...17 Days until the camp out...

Evan Lycacek

I'm continuing my campaign for Evan on Dancing With The Stars. He's Done well so far and he is a hottie. His number is 800.868.3406 and remember to redial as many times as possible.


...19 Days Until the Camp Out...

Manu Ginobili

The hottest nose in the NBA, San Antonio's guard Manu Ginobili's was broken in Friday night's game against Dallas. Our brave hero refuses to wear a mask but will use the minimum protection in game 4 against Dallas. Let's light a candle for Manu.

Blah Sunday

Today was such a blah day. I did catch up on Brothers & Sisters, really makes my family seem normal; and the finale to Project Runway. In a rarity, they actually voted for a worthy individual. It's rare that they do it, but I'm glad Seth Aaron won.

Don't know why I've been so cold lately. I keep the thermostat at 90 and I'm in my flannel robe. Going out was okay because I could feel the heat from the street yet the coolness from the shadows, so honey, I waited for the bus in the sun by myself.

Schlepped to group. The usual suspects showed up. Hush Puppy made this scrumptious shrimp eggplant casserole that was to die for. Silver Daddy made this rocking salad. Auntie Phylis made some melt in your mouth brownies. D made a fruit salad and Ringo took some taters and fruit salad from Luby's. We were quite sated.

...20 Days until the Camp Out...

Dressing Update

My dressing's coming along fine. When I first went to the doctor's office, it was red and the thing was oozing red as she dressed the wound and taught me how to change it.

It's slowly been improving. It's not red anymore! It went through a yellow stage and now it's a clear stage. I think it's a matter of days now.

I stop to think about my ex and how squeamish he would get about doing such a thing. He would not have been a good support system, hell I'd be on my own if I were still in Michigan. But I'm not. I'm home with a great support system and great medical care. Now if I can only get a decent amount of food stamps I'd be very grateful.

...21 Days until the Camp Out...

Glucerna

The glucerna is for me to take in lieu of a meal. There are times when I'm just not hungry but I still have to take my meds with food. What I'm doing is taking a glucerna for lunch and then having a light dinner with my meds.

Glucerna is like a protein shake designed especially for diabetics and no I do not have diabetes. It doesn't taste bad, looks like the whole batch is vanilla which I'm cool with. And the topper is it's only 220 calories! So Chiflado recommends this product.

Chez Schozz

Just an example of the hot nosed men I have on my sister Blog Chez Schnozz in which I idolize the hottest part of a man, his nose. http://chiflado-chezschnozz.blogspot.com/

Battle of Flowers

So there's a parade going on through downtown. That means that Chiflado is homebound. I don't like crowds and I don't have to go anywhere. I did all my errands during the week in preparation for this day.

I have some DVDs and I'm gonna be a cat today. Speaking of cats, JL is out of his lethargic mood all of a sudden. He would lie down in his special lying down places and cat nap and yawn. This morning he's been a bundle of energy running back and forth and jumping up and down. It's like he's on industrial cat nip.

I'm glad. I was starting to worry about him. He was in his mood for about two weeks. It's nice to have my roommate back.

...23 Days until the camp out...

Changing my Dressing

Gross Toasties! Okay, my suture is definitely still draining and the thing feels nasty to the touch. But touch it I did when I took a shower today. I was very careful patting myself dry for obvious reasons.

I took a cotton swab as instructed, dipped it in hydrogen peroxide and dabbed the infected area before stuffing it with a gauze strip. And then I taped another gauze strip over that. Damn I'm good. Very proud of myself.

That noise you hear is Chiflado patting himself on his special back.

Nutritionist

I went to the nutritionist like a good little boy. I had to see what I can and cannot eat and how to adjust my diet. Basically I'm doing everything right. I did wind up with a tote bag full of glucerna though. Don't know how I'm gonna like those.

My weight loss continues. I've only lost 19.5 lbs. since December and sometimes it feels like more and sometimes it feels like less. The important part is there is a weight loss occurring. Something tells me there will be more after the colorectal surgery whenever they schedule that.

...23 Days until the camp out...

Why Bother to Watch?

They finally kicked out Tim Urban off American Idol tonight. But it's the way they did it that was downright dirty. The camera focused on him a lot throughout the night. And when he got the boot, they didn't even allow him to sing. They're supposed to sing down to the top five idols. Okay I know he wasn't the greatest singer out there besides the judges have already decided on their winner and don't be surprised when she wins.

And what's with the length of the show? Was it really necessary? And then we had to sit through the longest sessions of commercials. And the 'talent' they had was mediocre at best. I understand the idea behind a telethon but this was plain bad. I was surfing the net and blogging during the boring parts anyway.

Pharmacy

Chiflado had a busy morning. I usually combine the pharmacy with a library visit. I picked up 7 medications that had no co-pay, the insurance covers most of it. I came home and added them up just to give you a guestimate of what we go through. My grand total for these 7 meds came out to a whopping $3294.51! There was one med that is co-paid by a local agency. Remember we must take advantage of all the resources available to us.

Chiflado has had an exhausting day already. I need to make some more phone calls and take a cat nap and update my blogs. And thanks to ya'll that hit the schnozz blog. Keep those comments coming. And if you can think of any hot schnozzed men, let me know, I have quite a collection of photos to keep me occupied.

Dressing

I'd much prefer cornbread dressing to this let me tell you. Apparently I'm still draining from the one incision. She gave me a quick lesson on changing a dressing and gave me some supplies and sent me off on my merry way.

I can do it. I'm strong.

...24 Days until the camp out...

Kate B Gone

My prayers have been answered, and honey, I don't pray much let me tell you. But when they had this cow in Standing with the Stars, it just got to me. And the way she treated her professional dancer was uncalled for. No wonder Jon divorced her, lucky guy.

Anyway ding dong the witch is gone. Just remember what Chiflado wants Chiflado gets. Now on to American Idol. I just did my 2-hour block of voting and it ain't Whiner Woman #2. And the judges have already deemed the Whiner the Winner.

Sutures finally out

Those were the longest 11 days in my life. There were times when JL wanted to pull them out. Of course I'm all bruised up where they were and as luck would have it one of them is infected.

My two options were they could have a nurse come over every day and change the dressing. My house is a mess and I'm from the school of I don't want to be a bother or a burden. So I chose option 2, the office is only two blocks away and it gets me out of the house.

If that weren't bad enough, I just called the clinic about my colorectal referral and they weren't even aware of it! I finally talked to someone in referrals and she was able to locate a copy of my order so now I'm waiting on a call.

Chiflado likes to be on top of things.

Whiner Woman #2

Wah, wah, wah...It takes a lot of confidence to be an American Idol and this chick doesn't have it. Yes she's a front runner and yes the judges have deemed her the winner. And she doesn't have the Idol look, even a mentor said she should do something about her dreadlocks.

But she wanted to quit the show a few weeks ago until Gaycrest stepped in telling her she was gonna win and can build her mom a house. Of all the nerve!

Do not vote for her. This is not fair. Continue to vote for Tim Urban. I say kick her out and have a great battle royale between Lee DeWyze and Casey James, those two are equally talented and seem more mature to handle the Idol crown. And they fit the Idol mold.

...25 Days until the camp out...

Gosselin Update

She was worse this week than last if that's humanly possible. I have concluded that Hindus are voting for her because the cow is sacred to them.

Please vote her off already. I hate seeing train wrecks and to put Tony Dovolani through another week would be sheer hell.

Whiner Woman #1

What is this sick cow still doing 'dancing' on the show? And who votes for her? Does she have her brat army hit redial to keep force us to laugh at her another week? Or is it the brain dead housewives who are just voting her through another week of payment? My heart goes out to Jon and Tony Dovalani, her professional dancer, there's just no chemistry between them two.

Remember to vote for Evan Lycacek, his number is 800.868.3406 and you can hit redial on him for only a certain amount.

...26 Days until the Camp out...

The Blahs

I've had them pretty bad today. I want these sutures out already. They just make me feel tender all over and even walking is affected.

Today my alarm clock went off at 7 a.m. and again he had food and water but he just wanted attention. I had some decalf and finished watching a DVD then took a nap. I think I'm turning into a cat.

I tolerated a sandwich for lunch. Lately everything tastes weird and I'm sure I'll get answers when I go Tuesday to get my sutures removed. Wonder how many meds I'll wind up on this time.

Even though my heart wasn't in it, I managed to schlep to group. It's my one escape I can afford! I was half there and half in cat world. I hope nobody noticed I wasn't my ususal self.

...27 Days until the Camp out...

Saturday

I woke up at 6 a.m. today. Actually, my roommate woke me up. He was sitting on my chest playing with my beard. Wake up and entertain me he was saying. What choice did I have?

He had food and water don't know what he wanted. Just some quality time which he did get.

I'm gonna go on record here and call it that the judges have decided Crystal Bowersox as the winner of American Idol especially in light of yesterday's events. Turns out Bowersox wanted to bow out a few weeks ago but Gaycrest flashed his saviour smile and talked her into staying. I said earlier they already had a winner chosen. This would be the biggest upset since the Ruben fiasco.

My two centavos.

...28 Days Until the Camp out...

Friday

It's Friday and there's nothing much going on so I figured I'd catch up on some laundry. I let my towels get out of control so I'm making do with them.

If it doesn't rain, I'll schlep to HEB since I need a few supplies, but there is a 90% chance of rain today so I'll play it by ear. Nothing I can live without but it would be nice to have.

My suture removal has been rescheduled for Tuesday, did I already blog that? Still tender, almost on the verge of an infection but we'll see Tuesday. I do know the sutured areas are turning colour. And I still have some lortabs which are a gawdsend. They knock me out and make me forget I had surgery.

...29 Days Until the Camp Out...

Updates

Well if anyone else is following my train wrecks, ya'll know that both Evan and Tim made it to next week. And how glad was I to see Katey leave, although I still think Mike should have gone. And I will have photos to encourage ya'll to vote.

Just got a call from my surgeon's office and my suture removal has been rescheduled to next Tuesday. So keep Chiflado in your prayers just a little bit longer. Still waiting on the colorectal phone call, I have the referral but just need to know which doc to go see.

...30 Days until the camp out...

Recuperative mode

Still tender and walking kinda funny. Yesterday I spent the day in bed with lortabs and Mad Med Season 3. I love that train wreck.

Today I have lunch at La Margarita with my peeps but I also want to schlep over to the pharmacy and library and pick up some more DVDs to keep me out of trouble.

...31 Days Until the Camp Out...

Tim Urban

Americal Idol's on tonight and I'm still asking for my fans to keep voting for hottie Tim. I promised I'd post this great campaign worthy photo of the young lad. Adam Lambert is guest mentor (?) and he better keep his hands of my boo if he knows what's best for him. My prediction is that they will send a guy home anyway to even out the field.

...32 Days until the camp out...

Chiflado Update

Still on the mend. Still tender in the abdomen area. I will have a doctor's appointment to get the sutures out sometime this week.

Today I have a follow-up with my primary care physician regarding this and setting up lab work in three months. He also did call me to set up a referral for a colorectoral specialist due to the colonoscopy. And here I thought it was gonna be the year of Chiflado.

Think happy thoughts and send prayers my way please. Every little bit helps.

Evan Lycacek

Let's keep our gold medalist going. He's still on Dancing with the Has Beens although he's anything but! And let's get that Gosselin weiner out already! His number is 1.800.868.3406 and he's on my redial honey!

...33 Days until the camp out...

Chiflado Update

So far so good. I'm just a little tender in the abdomen area. I really have had no need for the pain killers, but I'm taking them anyway.

I'm gonna take it easier than usual. Got some DVDs from the library to keep me busy and I feel a nap coming on also.

...35 Days until the camp out...

Gall Bladder

Well, it came out today. It can be said that Chiflado has no gall which means we must come up with a new term for the things Chiflado says and does.

I was there on time and ready for my surgery. As luck would have it, my surgeon was running late. They didn't wheel me in until around noon and my ride was scheduled to pick me up at 1 p.m. Well that didn't work out and then I was ready to be released at 3,30 which is when B picks up the kids at school.

But it all worked out in the end. I'm home, even went to the pharmacy to get pain medication which I promise to take at bedtime. Thanks to all for your prayers and concern.

...36 Days until the camp out...

Evan and Tim

I would like to thank any of you readers that actually take time to vote for my babes. Both Evan and Tim get another week to prove their talent.

Is it me or should Mike have been kicked off Americal Idol last night. I cannot believe the judges used the save on him. When he sang for his save, he sang a different song than the one that put him in the bottom to begin with. I don't think this is fair. But that's just one fan's opinion.

I personally think he got the sympathy vote which means he'll be saved next week where he'll get the pity vote. I told you this was a train wreck to watch.

Gall Bladder

I went to a surgeon yesterday referred by my Primary Care Physician. Turns out my gall bladder is not functioning properly and that may be the cause of my bleeding and vomiting.

So it must come out. I'm waiting to hear from the office for the surgery date. We're shooting for this week if at all possible. So, keep Chiflado in your prayers.

...38 Days until the camp out...

Tim Urban

Back by popular demand, alright, I've got the hots for him. American Idol is doing the Lennon/McCartney songs for tonight and we just have to keep Tim in, even though he's not a great singer.

As a side note, Chiflado doesn't think much of the 'talent' they have this year. There are some contestants with obvious attitude problems and the judges seem to have decided on a winner already.

Also, was it just moi that noticed that Didi kinda knew she was going home last week? Didja notice that Gaycrest asked her what song she was gonna sing whereas in the past they usually sing the song that got them in the bottom three. The band was ready to play Rihanna for Didi even though she bombed with a different song the night before.

Just an observation.

...39 Days until the camp out...

Camp out Update

They changed the date on me! I got the information at the beginning of the year and now it's been moved a week back! So that's 7 more days of waiting!

...40 Days until the camp out!

Evan Lycacek

Evan's still on Dancing with the Has-Beens and he will be on my redial for my eleven votes. Let's keep the hottie going on.

Clash of the Titans

Okay, ya'll know Chiflado likes anything Greek, so I was excited they were remaking the 1981 film. Chiflado was let down on so many levels.

First of all, it is not a remake of the previous film. It does use a lot of the same characters and plot devices.

Secondly, it is a very loose version of the story of Perseus. Characters were introduced that were not in the story, but obviously here to keep the plot moving along.

Thirdly, it was just plain bad. The only thing that made this worth watching is Sam Worthington as Perseus. They should have shown more than his hot hairy legs.

I would have to say watch the original instead or read Edith Hamilton's Greek Mythology for the real story. I would only recommend this for Worthington.

...34 Days until the camp out...

David Silveria

No reason. Just a hottie I came across one of Mess's recommended sites. David Silveria is the drummer for Korn and you gotta wonder if anything cums between him and his Calvins!

Jean Luc Update

JL's been quite the high maintenance baby lately. He craves a lot of attention which he gets of course. He's taken to lying on my lap when I watch a DVD.

He loves to be scratched and he loves his rough-housing with me. He likes to suckle on my shirt or shorts which isn't a bother but then he starts kneading the area and them claws are sharp. But I look forward to our intimate moments.

When I'm on the computer he will come over and gets very vocal until he gets some attention. Many a time I'm on the net and I feel his cold nose on my mouse hand and he must be appeased.

But he's my baby and I love him and HP thinks he has a kitty crush on me. It is nice to feel loved and needed. So much better than a boyfriend! At least JL won't cheat on me or desert me in times of need.

...35 Days until the Camp out...

Neurologist

I went to the neurologist today. The good news is he was happy with the weight loss and my CD-4 count.

The bad news is that the tremors, tingling, and neuropathy are still there and people have noticed it it's so obvious. So I wound up with two new scripts that should help.

...36 Days until the camp out...

Tim Urban

Chiflado wants to personally thank all who voted for Tim. Even I knew he should have gone home, but he's just too hot and he's got that sexy smile.

I will repost his photo next Tuesday to get you people motivated to vote.

Chez Schnozz

A little known fact about Chiflado is that he finds the nose quite attractive. While other guys look at pecs, biceps, jeans, etc, moi is fascinated by the schnozz, the snout, the proboscis.

It's like women look at a man's butt but they don't do anything with it whereas we play around with the hot derriere. Well I'm one of the few that do the same with the nose.

So here's my blog of hot schnozzes http://chiflado-chezschnozz.blogspot.com/

Tim Urban

Okay, Chiflado is into the train wreck that is American Idol. There are some hot studs on this season and one of them is Tim Urban here. While not that great a singer, here's a good reason why I have him on redial!

...40 Days until the Camp Out...

Passover

For those in the know, Passover begins at Sundown. L'Achaim.

Evan Lycacek

Yet another schnozz I idolize. Fresh from his Olympic win, this hot gold medal skater is currently on Dancing With the Has Beens and he gets my phone votes. He's also a good dancer and looks great in his outfits. Duh, of course!

...41 Days until the Camp Out...

Moby Dick

I love where I live. I live in downtown San Antonio at the world renown Hotel Viceroy, where the Allen girl lives. I am on the 8th floor with eastern and northern light. I'm near all the bus routes and my clinic.

An additional plus is our maintenance man. Woof! Ay Caramba! Oy vey! Mon Dieu. The guy is caliente, he could be my Popocotapetel. He's all that and a box of bags of chips.

The guy is about 5'9" or so, about 160, nice biceps, triceps, pecs...the works here. He wears his jeans about a size to small just to show off the goods. His skin is a freshly brewed cup of Mexican chocolate and probably just as tasty.

I look forward to needing his services sometimes. Not that I break anything. And one memorable encounter was an elevator bump where we were belly to belly, and it was all in slow motion.

As a matter of fact, he always moves in slow motion when he's around me, just like in the movies. One day he'll show up in cowboy boots and a hat and I have to remember to breathe when I see him in this outfit.

Other times he wears jeans and a t-shirt and baseball hat. Smokin'. I saw him yesterday in his tool belt walking slow motion across the lobby. I am so proud of my self control.

So I mention Moby Dick to HP and I had to tell him all about Moby. I wonder if I'm destined to be in hot pursuit? But I'm so shy. Just wanted to share.

Nada

Nothing much going on the home front. Still taking it easy, my knee feels a lot better but I want to give it another couple of days of rest. I'll go back Monday with a vengeance.

Ya gotta love my family. They were so concerned they got me a cell phone in case I should have another incident. D was real funny, she said I heard you took a couple of trips and I didn't get a postcard! See what I have to put up with? Gotta love them though.

...43 Days until the camp out...

Black Hanky

How often do you see two hunks next to each other like this? I have a nose fetish and none is hotter than Oscar winner Adrien Brody. Here he is next to hot Scotty Gerard Butler, who's brogue makes me cream. Wonder if Adrien realizes that the black hanky means S&M.

Ladies who Lunch

Purple 13 called to invite Chiflado of a luncheon engagement which I totally forgot. Not that I have anything urgent going on. My knee is still tender from my incident at the Y and I'm walking with a noticeable limp.

Free food? I'm there! We went to the Market Deli on Houston St and we hugged like it's been ages since we've seen each other. We placed our order and sat down for the chisme.

Her trip to NYC was fabulous of course. She told me the highlights including the St Patrick's Day Parade and seeing Paula Abdul in the audience of In The Heights. She didn't know who Corbin Bleu is who apparently has the lead and I think he's hot for a youngun.

I told her about my Y experience and she was thrilled at my lab results and overall good health. Now if I can walk and chew gum at the same time, I'll be satisfied.

YMCA

Don't know why I forgot to blog about this. Last Tuesday, 16 March, I took my fat ass to the Y on St Mary's and got it to work. I did 15 minutes on the elliptical which nearly killed me, my knees almost buckled.

Then I met up with my trainer who walked me through my routine and everything is computerized so I get to pull my daily workout and come home and enter the info and it generates a workout for the next time.

My nutritionist, analyst, and doctor are very happy with my progress. Like I blogged before, my body fat has decreased while my muscle mass has increased. So I'm doing something right. Of course my infamous ramen diet might have something to do with it.

However, and this is so embarrassing but I share everything here, I was on the elliptical Tuesday and I was in my zone. Some woman came by and asked if she could lower the blinds and I said sure. Something happened that broke my concentration and I fell on my fat ass on the thing!

A trainer finally helped me up and I had to fill out an incident report. I was wearing my knee brace otherwise that would have swollen. I was done with cardio but I finished the rest of my workout like a good Chiflado.

Of course I came home and told B all about it. We like to laugh at our clumsiness and we all have a degree of that in our genes. I am taking it easy while my knee chills. It is a bit tender but I'll be back at the Y soon.

...45 Days to the Camp out...

Sunday Group

I didn't make it to Sunday group. I've been re-reading the Twilight series and I flat lost track of time yesterday. Silver Daddy called to check up on me and he said he'd bring me a slice of pie. I thought that was sweet and unnecessary, but he insisted.

He showed up after group with not just a slice of pie, but dinner and basically a care package of food items and sundry goods. They did go overboard on tortillas, I have over 100 of them in the fridge now. I really must thank the guys for looking out after me like that. It was above and beyond.

Fabulous News!

Went to the clinic and saw the nutritionist. Yes, I've lost weight and my body fat has diminished while my muscle mass went up. We had a great visit and I got some vitamins and some granola bars I will chomp on after my workout.

Saw the doctor and he was excited with the nutritionist's update and my labwork as well. My t-cell count has magically, finally gone over the 200 mark, I'm at 225, hell I'll take that. Still undetectable, blood pressure okay, an overall good visit.

We saw the results of my colonoscopy and there was nothing out of the ordinary, nothing to worry about for now no colorectal cancer. The pipes are fine.

What wasn't fine was the gall bladder. He's concerned enought to refer me to a specialist for a second opinion. If worse comes to worse, we can remove it. I often wonder about my appendix and maybe I'll mention that next visit.

So that's the latest on moi. Mostly great news I just had to share with my adoring fans.

...48 Days until the camp out...

Purple 13 in NYC

Since I blogged about HP, I may as well mention that Purple 13 is off celebrating her birthday in the Big Apple.

Things fell into place for her and she went with her sisters and a niece I think. They were all excited about doing the tourists traps and schlepping up to the crown of The Statue of Liberty. Sounds a bit extreme, I'd hit the museums and Broadway.

HP in PV

My but these gay boyz get their panties in a bunch. Yes, Hush Puppy, our beloved and bovine translator is not in our midst. HP is in Puerto Vallarta not working on a tan. Wink, Wink.

He's gone to gay bingo and has had his share of cocktails. I think I read about going to the zoo and all the touristy stuff.

I miss him dearly and look forward to catching up on chisme and I hope he can get my gift through customs!

...51 Days until the camp out...

Mental Health Day

I went to see my analyst today, although why I don't know. I'm still in a good place and taking my meds and just taking care of myself.

I did have some complaints about the receptionists who have dropped the ball on more than one occasion lately. She did say that these issues have been addressed and even the manager is aware of the situation.

...53 Days until the camp out...

Product Endorsement

Since Google pulled the plug on my making money with ads in case any of you have noticed I don't have any, I must make endorsements of my own. So they're from a reputable source.

I got my computer back and it's working better than it was before. There was something wrong with my hard drive and they also installed a new anti-virus protection. The computer is faster than it was before, the only problem like I said earlier is that I lost all my bookmarks. And I had some great Paris bookmarks for my eventual return trip.

So I highly recommend Computer Nerdz for anyone suffering from computer problems. http://nerdz.com/store_page.php?location_id=2

Food Stamps

Have I ever mentioned that I receive food stamps? I get a healthy sum of $16 a month! Who do I have to sleep with to get a workable amount?

I took my $16 to HEB the other day to make my minute purchases. To be fair, a great friend sent me an HEB gift card so I was able to get a little more. I don't like to get to much because then I have to schlep home on the bus with a lot of groceries.

My tum's not feeling well still, so I'm gonna try to get something else than ramen noodles, and I was just given about 20 packages of the stuff from a cherished relative.

...56 Days until the camp out...

Depressed

You would think with the rain cloud over my head this month I'd be depressed. But I'm not.

I'm in a good place right now. My therapy is coming along nicely and I finally found a good cocktail of psych meds otherwise I'd be really down. Even in my darkest moments I've always been a glass is half-full kinda guy.

I also have a great support system, family, and friends, and even my little Jean Luc who usually knows when something's up with me. I've also been re-reading the Twilight books and they're better the second time around.

...59 Days until the Camp out...

Finances

One thing I have not talked about is my financial status. Ever since the nameless agency took me off their payroll, I have had to foot the rent all on my own. I've managed quite well nickle and diming and I'm sick to death of ramen noodles!

Because of my tender tum I can only eat certain foods now. I've taken to boiling chicken tenders and a potato for lunch and that pretty much fills me up and it's so bland I can keep it down. I still don't do much for dinner, usually a biscuit or toast.

And I'm lucky to have Purple 13 take me out to lunch periodically as well as attending the Centromed luncheons and dinners if they decide to put me on the list.

This month really hit home. What with my medical procedures and computer fix, I'm broke and it's only the beginning of the month! I have a total of $52.54 until April and by golly I'm gonna make it work, just like Tim Gunn. It's only 23 days until I get paid again and I am gonna make it. At least JL has food, he's more important than I am anyay.

...60 Days until the camp out...

Labs

I had blood drawn today for labwork. I'll find out my new numbers and results of my colonoscopy and gall bladder ultrasound. That will be a fun visit.

I haven't been sleeping too well these past few weeks and it caught up with me today. I had a much needed nap on the recliner with JL curled up on my lap.

...62 Days until the campout...

The Lightning Thief

I'm finally getting around to reviewing this great film. Percy Jackson and the Olympians : The Lightning Thief is based on the first of five books by local author Rick Riordan.

The Greek gods are still alive and up to their old tricks. Our hero finds out that he is a demi-god son of Poseidon and gets strength from water as well as control it.

When his mother is kidnapped by Hades, he finds refuge in Camp Half-Blood, a training camp for other demi-gods like himself. There he learns how to fight and makes some friends and frenemies.

When Zeus' lightning bolt is stolen, he accuses Poseidon that his son stole it which of course he didn't. Percy sets out on a quest to find the bolt and two of his camp-mates go along with him. They have some fantastic adventures all referencing Greek mythology.

Directed by Chris Columbus who gave us the first two Harry Potter films, I felt the kids were too old for their roles. However, the adult actors were perfectly cast with all these hot men as Greek gods and I especially loved Uma Thurman as Medusa.

The film stands on its own but leaves it open for sequels which I hope they film.

BTW, Chiflado likes everything about Greek mythology which is what got me interested in the series. I also got Purple 13 to read the series and she enjoyed them as well. Next on tap is the remake of Clash of the Titans coming out next month and you can bet Chif will see it.

Mess Rocks

I have to give kudos to Mess here. He's such an angel and volunteered to take me to my appointment yesterday. It was quite above and beyond because my procedure took over an hour and a half.

I was under the impression that it was an ultrasound but it turned out to be photographs of my gall bladder. I was injected with a radioactive solution for some reason and then I was in a machine that looked like a cat scan machine. And I had to lie there immobile in an uncomfortable position.

I was concerned about Mess in the waiting room. I can see a family member waiting for me, but Mess went above and beyond for me. Made me feel special.

We did go eat afterward. I hadn't eaten since noon the previous day and he was ready to eat as well. We did a Chinese buffet and stuffed ourselves silly. Then it was home and I was just so exhausted I couldn't get into anything and went to bed early.

...64 Days until the camp out...

I Survived!

Well that was a fun experience I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy. It was all of twenty minutes tops and I was awake through the procedure. I was too out of it to ask any questions but I'll learn more on the 22nd when I see my PCP.

Tomorrow it's my gall bladder. The sad thing for me is that I have to take to bus to the Medical Centre for this one. No one is available to take poor Chiflado on this appointment. I will manage as I always do.

The big news is that I finally got my computer back. All my bookmarks were lost and I had to reload Word and my printer, but so far so good and I will endorse Computer Nerdz http://nerdz.com/

Now I just have to get reorganized and see if I can remember my bookmarks. But damned if my Paris bookmarks are gone. I'll have to start from scratch.

...66 Days until the camp out...

I'm ready for my close-up Mr DeMille...

My colonoscopy is tomorrow so today I'll be otherwise occupied if you know what I mean. I'll be walking to the place and B will pick me up. Needless to say I'm very anxious. I just wonder if they'll do an endoscopy as well. That's all I need. Usually when I take these tests I test negative, but I want something discovered to put a name to what I'm going through.

The biggest news about tomorrow is that I get to get my computer! Yeah I do have access here at the library, but I do have my routine at home and I get to keep abreast of what's going on in the world. Thank goodness for friends, Mess is gonna take me to pick up my computer tomorrow. I just wonder when I'll be back to normal, not that I was ever normal to begin with!

...68 Days until the camp out...

Family Time

Chiflado spent some quality time with his nieces yesterday. We went to Peter Piper's Pizza to celebrate a birthday. Rugrats and noise all over the place and Chiflado was out of his element. But he got to see his youngest niece.

Also got a chance to catch up with my nieces. I told them about the colonoscopy and I really hope they find something wrong. There is obviously something bothering me and a diagnosis would be great.

Jean Luc has noticed I'm not my usual self. He sits on my lap purring away hoping to make me feel better. Then there are times when I sit with a blankie and he crawls under the blankie to keep me company. Or when I'm in the easy chair, he likes to sit on the foot rest. He's also been licking me a lot lately and hasn't bitten me as much. He's quite the gentleman, and a loved one at that.

...70 Days until the Camp out...

Computer MIA

I've lost track of this but I think I've been without a computer for about three weeks. I thought I had funds to move around to pay for it, but alas, that was not the case. I will have to wait until Wednesday at the earliest to get it back. It is ready to be picked up but I told them I'm out of town for the week. Now I just need a ride to go get it, I certainly can't make it on the bus.

On the homefront I've been healthy these past few weeks. No nausea, no vomiting, and I've even gotten some hunger back. My diet consists of very bland means. I actually boil chicken tenders and a potato for lunch. I can't enjoy ramen that much because of my tremors, a lot of the soup winds up on the table rather than my tum. We'll see what the neurologist has to say this year about that.

I did go to La Margarita Wednesday night for a Centromed dinner. The topic was HIV and heart disease. Stuff we've heard before, cholesterol, trycerides, smoking, the usual. Dinner was fajitas, rice and beans, certainly not a great heart meal, was it? But it was nice to get out of the house and see some people including my Silver Daddy.

...72 Days until the camp out...

Referral

When I whine, things get done! So I went to the clinic and I just didn't get a referral, I got an appointment for a colonoscopy instead. Maybe I can get some stills for the blog...Like I said earlier before, I'm feeling better but I would prefer to get this looked into and start ruling out things.

I did have a case of the tingles yesterday. Man it felt good, but it's still annoying. When I feel a wave coming, there are times when I can't do anything and that's what happened yesterday. I literally sat in my recliner while the ripples went amuck.

...74 Days until the camp out...

Update

Still feeling great, no more nausea, and of course I have a doctor's appointment today. Hopefully I'll get my referral this time around, not that I can afford it.

I took my computer to the doctor and it's gonna cost me $230 to repair it. That's $230 I don't have right now but will have on the 3rd. Of course that means I'll really have to watch my purse strings next month. So I might not even use the referral. It's one step forward and five back for me here guys.

Ran around with HP Saturday, he rented a car to do some running around and called to get me out of the house. We took my computer to Computer Nerdz and then he had some shopping to do. Shopping is something I used to love to do when I was working and had money, now I can't even afford the Dollar Store, nor do I need to buy anything. I look at stuff as something someone will have to get rid of when I die. All I need to buy are groceries and cat food, JL will always have food in his belly.

Went to group yesterday. HP made the best beef stroganof from scratch, although I wasn't able to enjoy it that much because of the tremors, I was just shaking too much. And Silver Daddy made his world famous cheese cake that's always a hit with us. It was also good to see Mess as well, ya'll know the three of us have a tight bond. And of course we talked about the infamous camp out...

...76 Days until the camp out.

Still Down

It is so weird not having a computer. I mean I have a computer it's just that I can't log-in. At least the Olympics are on since there is no good television for the most part.

I'm feeling better. Maybe I had a 24-hour cancer. I've been having problems with my referral. I still haven't received it and I have a follow up appointment Monday. So I'll go back for the original referral and I still haven't heard from Radiology about the sonogram. I guess I didn't mention that my doc wants a sonogram of my gall bladder.

AIDSheimer's. That's what I'm calling it. I've been forgetting a lot of things lately. I went to the pharmacy to pick up a refill and they showed that I had already picked it up the week before. Of course I went home and looked around and did not find the med. Wednesday I had an appointment to see my analyst and I swear I filled out the paperwork and turned it in to the receptionist. But they never called my name and finally my anaylst saw me in the waiting room, but I had already been logged in as a no-show.

My tingling has been under control although I had a severe case of it yesterday. It was awesome. The only thing that bothered me was my tremors. Don't know if I've blogged about it, but I sometimes shake uncontrolably for no reason. The RN noticed it my last visit but I've lived with this for five years now. It was frustrating this weekend when Purple 13 and I went to lunch at Hung Fong's and I couldn't eat my egg-drop soup. I made a big mess on the table trying to eat my soup. I am on a medication for the tremors but I guess I need something stronger and I moved my neurologist appointment to April.

79 Days until the campout...

The Latest

I do what I can. I had a bad Saturday, so much so that HP was so worried he wanted to come over and play Florence Nightengale. But I was able to keep things down so I survived a bad day. I also found that if I don't move my tum won't be as aggitated.

I was feeling good Sunday to go to the cinema with Purple 13. Since I read the series and I got her hooked on them, she wanted to see it as well. I give it 5 jalapenos even though I'm not one for cgi. I'll review this later. I'm still having computer problems and still checking email at the library.

82 Days until the campout...

Technical Update

Which problem to talk about first? My computer is still acting up. I just cannot get into it at all. I have been banished to the library to check email and all my daily websites. I just realized last night I forgot to check the People of Walmart!

The tingling's still here. It's really driving me crazy. On the one hand the orgasmic sensations feel just great, but on the other hand it's started to drive my tum wild with excitement. And I'm still waiting for a referral from my doctor.

The tingling is now adding to the vomit. When my tum tingles, it gives me the giggles and this causes my tum to turn and toss more than usual and this makes me sick. I have not been able to keep anything down for the past two days now.

86 Days to the campout...

Computer Update

Still having problems with my computer and my what I like to call cancer. I'm still waiting on a referral for the one problem and I just emailed some people for assistance on the other. I feel like such a blonde.

My computer literally will not let me do anything. I cannot open it in safe mode and it wouldn't allow me to system restore before this. It's so nerve-wracking. We're so used to computers. They're supposed to simplify our lives, yet they aggravate the hell out of us when they can.

87 Days until the campout...

Re-boot

Still having technical difficulties. I need a compunerd to save the day. What me worry anyway? My meds clicked pretty well with the wine tonight. I'm feeling fine and have not a care in the world. Including the fact that I might have downloaded some virus. So if you don't hear from me, I might be MIA, but I will find a way to stay in touch.

89 Days until the campout.

Dr's Visit

One thing about having AIDS is that you worry about every little thing. I went to the clinic to get a referral for a gastroenterologist. The blood vomiting is what made me go today. And he also wants an ultrasound of my gall bladder.

He also said to stay away from Pepto and recommended Maalox or Mylanta. I also got my H1N1 flu shot so I'm prepared. And the best news was that I've lost 12 lbs since December. Next month when I see the nutritionist I'll also see how much fat I've lost. The only bad thing is that I might have lost muscle mass.

And we doubled my marinol dosage for the nausea. How I wish marijuana were legal in Texas. I can always get some and break the law, like it doesn't every day.

The RN did notice my tremors. I didn't go into detail with her about it but I do have an appointment with the neurologist in April. She also noticed the scratches on my hands. She said she would have gotten rid of the cat already.

Weekend

Saturday I treated my fat ass to breakfast at Blanco. It was quite yummy but it did not sit well with me. I came home and spewed it all out sad to say. I was on Pepto the rest of the day and only ate a banana and a tangelo and even that turned my stomach.

Yesterday I went to group only because HP made an enchilada casserole and I've been craving chicken enchiladas. It was nice to see him and Mess who's been a bit Garboesque lately.

So there I was tingling in person. It's one thing to write about it and another thing to see it in person. They had no idea. It's just waves and waves of orgasmic sensations. I'm a one-man orgy they said. The plus about it is that it cancels out the pain in my feet. There are times when I'm tingling and in pain at the same time but I'm so enjoying it I forget about the pain.

Anyhoo, the enchis were delish. HP is gonna make someone a great step-mom. I've already told him the secret phrase: boarding school. They were a tad spicy for this sicko Latino and between that and the spasms I had to watch myself before I erupted. I even skipped dessert which was a homemade apple pie made by none other than Silver Daddy himself. Of course now I think I should have brought home a slice for breakfast.

90 Days until the campout.

Technical Difficulties

As luck would have it, I'm having difficulties with my computer and my PDA. And we are told that computers simplify our lives. I've rebooted, defragged, and unplugged everything. Are there any experts reading my blog that can help me?

Chiflado is having technical difficulties as well. I've had a history of tummy troubles going back to childhood. I'm even on marinol, a cannibis based medication, so I will test positive for marijuna. HP suggested I try the herb as well.

I've thrown up blood and I had slight temperature yesterday. I ventured out to the store and started feeling nauseous on the bus. I made it just in time to throw up again. I came home and guzzled some Pepto-Bismol but that didn't help much.

I called the clinic this morning and my doctor was not taking walk-ins but I did schedule an appointment for Monday. I also will try to remember to get my H1N1 flu shot.

93 Days until the campout.

Product Endorsement

Speaking of Jean Luc, I must make an endorsement here. Some of you may be asking, yo Chif, why doncha have any ads on your blog? Well, the powers that be have deemed me unworthy to have any ads on my blog but I'll still blog when I feel like it.

Anyhoo, before I got him I stopped at the store to get some litter and they had a special for a free bag of Friskies. I knew it was a sign of things to come.

Well, JL doesn't really like it and it gives him bad breath. As if that weren't bad enough, it gives him gas problems. Poor baby. Honey, I'm going to HEB tomorrow and buying him the Purina Indoor Cat Chow which is what he was used to eating. Hopefully that will clear the air! I can't believe I just wrote that. It's the bag with the Siamese on it, duh.

96 Days until the campout for those of you interested.

The Tingler

I have been diagnosed with polyneuropathy which manifests itself either in extreme pain or a tingly sensation like when your foot falls asleep. Lately I’ve been tingling all over the place especially my stomach which I now refer to as stomach cancer. It’s a joke and I see my doctor next month and promise to discuss it with him.

I was talking to Purple 13 today about it and told her it’s almost like sex. When my spot is found there are just ripples of sensations all over, at least from what I remember. I’ve been tingling for the past two weeks or so and while it feels great, wink, wink, it’s also kinda annoying.

Guess it’s my version of purring. I tingle and shiver at the same time. I really should look into marketing this it feels that great. Man I could go for a joint about now.

Modest Moi

I normally wouldn’t say anything like this but Mess made me think of it. I am the first to admit that I’m modest, it doesn’t take much to please me. I’m used to being overlooked.

I’m just gonna put it out there. I’m having a great hair month. There, I said it. I usually get a free haircut at the Foundation, but the stylist hasn’t shown up in a few months and my hair was an absolute mess.

I went to an old fashioned barber shop at the Gunter Hotel one day. I took a photo of how I wanted my hair and waited anxiously. In fifteen minutes, he took me from hell to glorious. I think he cut my hair twice, once just to see what was underneath the bush and the one to style it.

I looked in the mirror and was flabbergasted. My hair fell perfectly into place everywhere and I love it. I did dish out some money for it but it was so worth it. I already told HP that I’m gonna go back a month before the campout because it’s all about how we look. BTW, it’s 100 days until the campout.

Speaking of HP, he was so looking forward to seeing me tomorrow but I told him I wasn’t going. I got compliments the previous week but didn’t get any last week, so I want to go back in about a month just for the compliments I know are coming. I told you I’m modest!

Mental Health Day

I went to therapy today although I really shouldn’t because I’m in a good place right now. We talked about Jean Luc and how my life has changed in the week that I’ve had him. Dr K did notice the scratches on my hand and I did mention he will get a manicure.

It is kinda scary being in a good place because I don’t know how long I’ll be here. I’m just taking one day at time. We also decided I don’t have to see her as often because of that.

JL update: he’s doing great. He’s very sociable. When the guys came over to pick up the plants he came out and greeted them. He also got used to the collar real quick. In the past, when I’ve had cats they’ve seemed perturbed by the collar and bell. But not my new roommate. If he’s not on the computer chair, I just have to listen to see where he’s stretching out.

He does sleep with me of course. And in the morning he lets me know he wants his Brita water, fresh from the fridge. I’ve never seen a cat drink so much water, I hope he’s not diabetic. That’s all I need. I give him enough food to last the whole day. I did find out he likes croissants though. I got some from the food bank for breakfast and I gave him a bit to calm him down and he ate it up and likes to lick the plate when I’m done.

I can’t believe I’ve become a cat person, but my hands are loving proof that JL has won me over. I did ask the rhetorical question if cats can get AIDS from their human. I hope not. It’s bad enough that I have to worry about feline AIDS and leukemia, I just don’t want to worry about something else.

Chew Toy

I went to group yesterday, something I haven’t done for about a month. Hush Puppy was glad to see me. Guess I made his day. The good thing about showing up was that I got compliments on my weight loss that I haven’t blogged about. I joke with him that the loss is an age thing, not an AIDS thing.

I’m just not that hungry sometimes. My big meal of the day is lunch. For breakfast I usually have toast or oatmeal and since I’m not usually hungry at dinner but I must take some meds with food, I have a breakfast biscuit. I did blog that I had a surprising weight loss last month when I got my lab results.

I also showed HP my scarred hands where Jean Luc likes to chew on me. He thought I was kidding. JL can chew on me all he wants, he’s allowed. He also scratches me with his dragon lady claws, but they will be gone one day.

HP and Silver Daddy came over after group. Since I got JL, I’ve decided to get rid of my plants. They are toxic to cats and JL has been chewing on some of them and he’s sniffing around. So now I’m plantless but I have my darling JL.

Jean Luc

Well this was a no brainer. Since I am a Francophile, my baby’s name is Jean Luc. Of course the name is more for me than for him.

He finally came out of hiding Sunday and I showed him where the cat food and water is. He loves to get into the cabinets and lies out on my linen. He’s also very possessive with me. I must pay attention to him and he doesn’t like it when I’m at the computer because that time should be for him.

I almost named him Dot Com or Windows because one of his favourite spots is my computer chair. He is very much Chiflado and I will not get on the computer if he is on the chair.

And he loves to chew on me. I have scratches from where he gives me special love bites. He doesn’t know it but he will be declawed sometime soon. He is neutered, so that’s one thing I don’t have to worry about.

Yesterday we curled up on the bed and took a cat nap together. It seems like I’ve had my baby for a while rather than a week. It would appear that we’re both content with each other.

Name the Cat

Mess suggested I ask ya'll for a name for my baby. I have several ideas but I'm waiting to check his personality. Right now he's still hiding under the bed. Usually my men are on the bed!

A New Man in My Life

Well, first short term goal achieved. I am now the owner of a two-year old male Siamese. I’ve had felines before, but this is my first male. I know that’s hard to believe! My first male. LOL.

B found him on Craigslist and I called immediately and got him promised to me. I just have to find him a good name because I don’t like his current name. I just got home and he’s hiding under the bed. It will take him a while to get acclimated to my home and me of course. But I’m a patient man.

Goals

So far the new year's treating me well. I'm still on an emotional high from my lab results. I actually had a visit with my analyst yesterday although why I went is beyond me. She was glad that I survived the holidays without a glitch.

Chiflado does not believe in resolutions, but people use the term goals in lieu of it. I actually have some goals that I started working on last month and hope to see them to fruition. If I'm lucky, I should accomplish one this coming week.

Also took B to the Medical Centre. Seems I'm the only one that can find my way around the place. And I'm not working so I get to chauffeur her around and play wonderful uncle.

We're having a winter blast this week. People ask me if it bothers me and I always say this is nothing compared to Michigan. Now that was a winter blast and at least I don't have to shovel snow down here.

Happy New Year

Well, today’s a new year, wonder what it willl hold in store for me. I bid adieu to last year and I don’t know how it can be topped.

I made two wonderful friends in Mess and Hush Puppy and I am truly blessed to have them in my life. In the topsy-turvy world that is HIV, it’s nice to have something good. Yes, I have my cherished friends and my t-cell count went up, not a bad year all told.

My analyst even noticed how I light up when I talk about them, but don't let them know because it might go to their heads.