Be Afraid

         

This is the third time that I try to add Monday's entry. AOL keeps eating it up. I will try to remember what I wrote, but I am sure that it will not be exactly like the one that I wrote before...

I keep thinking that I am waking up in the middle of the night so I go back to sleep, but then, I can't sleep, so I turn on the light and discover that it is already 7:00 a.m. Why has it been so dark lately? They haven't even changed the time yet...

I keep wanting to throw my shoes at the weatherman, because he seems afraid of how the public might react if he says anything except that we are going to have "sunny" weather. It's not sunny. It's hot! Temperatures in the Valley continue in the 90s with high humidity. I wish the weather would at least get into the 80s. I want to see colored falling leaves and changing colors. All we get is green or dead...

So I turn off the weatherman and step into a cold shower to refresh my body from this horrible heat. I put on my blue underwear and go into the kitchen to put away the grape juice, and yes! You guessed it! I spilled grape juice on my blue underwear!

I was hoping that the cold shower would have helped, but I continued to feel so fatigued. All this stress locked me into three zones: eating, sleeping, and feeling guilty about doing nothing but eating and sleeping. I just couldn't get myself out the door. I was so nervous about having to go back to try to see the judge, that I probably ate enough for a week and nothing that I ate was on Monday's eating plan. OMGGG...

So, here I am, still feeling tired. My friend called me and she said that I need a limpia. People in the Valley think like that. 

So, I get on the internet and I look up limpia. I have no idea what or how it is done, so I decide to just pray over myself. Something tells me to lie down, and so, I did that. I prayed and prayed and fell asleep on the floor.

When I woke up, I shook my head, looked down at my blue underwear, put my clothes over my blue underwear with the grape juice stain, and fixed my hair. When I got there, the clerk told me that the policeman has not turned in the report yet, but she told me to sit down to wait for the judge. This was the fourth time that I had tried to see the judge since the car accident. 

There were other people waiting, too. I could feel my heart pounding. I was so nervous. As soon as I sat down, a woman kept staring at me and would not take her eyes off of me for at least five minutes. I was already nervous enough, why did she keep staring?! She made me feel so uncomfortable. I wanted to tell her something, but I kept quiet. Why do women always stare at me? What do they see? What are they thinking?!! It's strange that men do not stare at me, but women do. No wonder the people in the Valley are always saying that someone gave them the evil eye.

Because we are so close to Mexico, living in the Valley is like living in Mexico. Everything is for the Spanish-speaking people and most of them are illegal. It makes me angry to see such injustice~ to see them get so much for free and their not even batting an eyelash about it, but then, that is a whole other entry; isn't it?! 

There is also a lot of witchcraft in this area. Some people even advertise their powers on television. Are there any people in the Valley, besides myself, who are normal?!!

Well, as it turned out, I waited for two hours at the police station, but the judge didn't show. The clerk told me to come back in the morning.

The trip to the police station left me nervous, because I knew that I would have to go back the next day, and so I continued to eat when I got home. OMGGG... I wasn't even hungry. I just ate because I was nervous!

I tried to relax, reminding myself that I wanted to see "Dancing With the Stars" and Christina Applegate's new show "Samantha Who?" Watching dancers dance really gets me pumped up because I remember all of the energy that I used to have when I used to dance, so I was looking forward to seeing the 46 year old single mother of eight (Marie Osmond) and the graceful Jane Seymour.

             

I couldn't get a picture of Marie's performance last night, but I found this one on the internet. I wish I had seen her perform this number, because it makes me wonder what I missed!!

Marie Osmond looked as beautiful as one of her porcelain dolls, but the judge told her that her hair looked like a stripper's. I do not know about Marie, but I was offended. And when Jane Seymour tried to do a lift, the judge argued with her that the rule was that she was not supposed to lift her feet off the floor. What is a lift without getting your feet off the ground?! I was so disappointed that I couldn't watch it anymore.

                            

As for "Samantha Who?," I missed it, because it is back to back with my favorite telenovela and the telenovela was so good last night that I forgot all about "Samantha Who?" I hate it when that happens! I reallylove Christina Applegate, so I hope I will be able to catch the show next week.

I love this Halloween card. At first glance, you only see the fairies, but if you look closer, you'll see the goblins eyes staring while she sleeps.

P.S. I completed the entry for "My Hero's Birthday."