Wow, the last two weeks has been insane. Joel and his brother, Gabe, had to go back to Illinois for 4 days. Their mom (my mother in law) is not doing well. She has COPD and has been on oxygen 24/7 for the last two years. She has only 10% of her lung capacity. She will probably not make it through this year. She could live a lot longer if she was willing to make two changes. But she is so depressed and un-able to see a way out that she is not willing to make the changes. She needs to quit smoking, which is what made her sick to begin with and she needs to move to a dryer climate. She is only 55 years old. We told her that she could take a medication that will help with the smoking and the depression. She is a nurse and refuses to take it. We offered to help her move out to Vegas, where its nice and dry and she would be able to live and breathe better. She said no..it was too much fuss. So, she has an excuse for everything. She is pissed at her sons, because she says that they have abondoned her and have left her to die alone and scared. Nevermind that she has a husband that she married a year before Joel and I met. She wants her sons to come back to Illinois, quit work, and sit in her house and wait for her to die. This is not going to happen. Joel has a good job out here, and Gabe is happier out here, away from the danger that lurks in St Louis, the murder capital. I don't know what the deal is. If this was my mother, she would ship herself to my front door in an animal crate if she had to. I know that about her. Not only that, she wouldn't sit around and wait to die. We took care of those feelings after my grandmother passed away almost 2 years ago now. I guess that I am really fortunate to have a mother that is open minded (she knows all about my lifestyle) the decisions I have made in the past do not come to haunt me when we have a heated discussion. She loves my in-laws (Joels brother and his wife) She is just really happy to have the house full, and all of us doting on her. For those of you that have met her, you will know that she is just as intersted in you as you are in her. I lucked out in that dept. On last saturday, I worked a full day in the salon. That is a change of pace for me. Since this economy has gotten so crappy, I was getting a little scared there for a minute. We are moving ahead full steam though. Its good. After that, I came home, picked up my mom and sister in law, Barb aka Novie and went to dinner. We saw several people we knew and they all asked about my other sister in law, Jessie and when she was due. At that point she was a late by a week. We came home to change to go to the lair when we got the call that my brother was taking Jessie into the hospital and that she was about 15 minutes apart. I told my mom to call me when it got close. Novie and I headed off to the lair to teach some dipliatory waxing. Luckly French was willing to get his back waxed for the sake of education. Then several more people. Wax wax wax.... I waxed some guy that was new to So Cal. Had just moved down and it was his first time at the club. His girlfriend told me that she is not able to hurt him. He is a masochist. heheheh yeah right. I pulled the first strip off really fast and he didnt flinch. Instead, he told me that it was "nothing" Okay...dont tell a masochist that it dosent hurt. The next strip got pulled off really sloooooow. For those of you who have no idea what that means...think of pulling out your hairs one by one...in the opposite direction of their growth. Fast is definitly better. When we did his arms and pulled really slow....he said "Thank you...................................................mistress" I just slapped his arm as hard as i could and said "Say My Name BITCH" i got such a kick out of that. I dont think that I could ever be a domme...for sure I couldnt. But i was throughly entertained by him screaming. Just as Novei and I packed everything up, cleaned, and sat down to have the first smoke of the night..i got the call that my sister in law, Jessi was 7 cm dialated. Yes...Dragon, i cleared the phone call with Kane before I came into the lair. I got a dirty look from him. Sorry, I answer the phone when I am getting a new niece or nephew. Novie and I rushed down to Hollywood and my niece was born after three pushes (yes thats right ladies....three count em one two three pushes.) She is 7lbs 4oz, 22 inches long and her name is Brynn Lee. I saw the whole thing. I will NOT be giving birth. Jessie got an epidural..but she still was shaking all over from the pain. She wasnt crying or anything like that..she is a lot tougher than all of that...but you could tell that she was in massive amounts of pain. We finally made it home at about 5 in the morning. Poor Novie had to be at work at 11am. That day was shot. I planned to get the house cleaned up before the guys made it home on tues. Monday was event filled as well. I found out that our linen supplier at the salon had a huge explosion at the plant, only blocks from my salon. We were trying to get information about the people that were wounded. Apparently one of the drivers was seriously wounded and we feared that it was my regular driver that I have come to know and love over the last year and a half. Fortunatly, it wasnt our driver. But that was another sleepless night without enough information. My mind always goes to the worst places. Monday was food shopping and cleaning like crazy people to get our rooms in order (we got lazy while Joel and Gabe were back east). Novie had a friend that was coming in from Illinois as well. Ohhh i dont even want to get into this girl that was a total crack addict! Tues was work, then pick up the boys, pick up "crack girl" and we have been working til sat. It was just a super long week. I am just happy that I have clients and that they are still calling. Things must be getting a little better out there...or people have waited so long that they just cant wait anymore. Last night was great. Joel and I got to play for the first time in a couple of weeks. Knife scene in the main room. Apparently, someone tried to talk to me right after...i mean...right right after we finished. I didnt even know she was there. I tried to wake up kinda, but couldnt do it. I sat outside and smoked instead. Hehehehe gotta love the lair and the day after. Today was a movie and quiet. Thank gawd for getting back to the mundane routine of things. Its almost like a little vacation when you just have to work and do chores at home. All the extra stuff wiped me out!