March 12, 2008

March 12, 2008
Greeting friends! Well we have all made it to hump day and half way through another week. It's been a long one here and I'm ready for the weekend! But I guess we should never wish our life away... I just have a couple of very busy weeks coming up next.

We had our monthly local World AIDS Week Committee meeting. One of the ladies from the church where we meet made us a wonderful lasagna lunch to enjoy during our meeting. That was so nice of her to think of us. We covered some more year end business which required attention. Several people were unable to attend this month's meeting due to other obligation which I understand because I had to do the same thing last month.

We also named the new Committee Chairs. I signed up for the Public Relations committee. I'm way too busy with the other things I'm already doing to chair another committee this year. I don't believe in taking on responsibilities unless I can give 110 percent.

Beth was kind as always and gave me a ride to the meeting. We've become very good friends in the past 3 years since I've met her. She's one of those rare people you meet in the HIV/AIDS field who does the work from the heart. Beth is currently organizing a fund raiser called Dining Out for Life Jacksonville. Dining Out for Life is an event to raise money for HIV/AIDS organizations and happens in many cities. For those of you outside the Jacksonville area, check with your local ASO to see if they are having one. You get your local favorite restaurant to pledge a percentage of sales for one day and donate those funds to the ASO.

I've also been having to play catchup with emails and phone messages after being gone from the weekend. Forgetful me left my phone cell charger in Ft. Walton Beach so... I have to go get a new one which I needed to do anyway. My old phone is 3 years old and won't hold a decent charge with the battery power source.

For those of you that know Peaches from Jacksonville, I recently talked about her sudden hospitalization while leaving the Positive Living Conference in Ft. Walton Beach. She has been moved to St. Vincent's Hospital in Jacksonville and has just started dialysis. Her kidneys just can't do their job any more. She is in good spirits all things considered and is hoping to be home by Friday. Please keep her in your thoughts and prayers. She's one of Daddy Dab's special women and one hell of an HIV/AIDS Activist who is never afraid to use her heart and voice.

The rest of the week is going to be jammed packed with a Divided We Fail event at Edward Waters College, a doctor appointment, errands and getting ready for the Pennsylvania primaries and following the presidential candidates. It's getting ugly on the Democrat side as both candidates jockey for position and the nomination.

The weather has been great the past couple of days with plenty of sunshine during the day and great temperate days while giving us a shower last evening which we also needed. My azaleas in my private courtyard are blooming already. I have the pink and white streaked variety. I also have pollen falling all over my desk due to the huge old oak tree that hangs over the entire courtyard via the next door neighbor's yard. The grape vines are also starting to bud to signal the start of the rejuvenation of springtime. Luckily except for maybe some rain on Saturday evening the next several days look like some more great weather.

I also have taken a couple of days off from the weights until I see my general practice physician and see what is wrong with my right arm elbow area. It's been bothering me a lot whenever I use that arm to life. I'm hoping it's just arthritis and he can give me a shot of cortisone and not something like tendonitis. Regardless, I have to start working out again tomorrow even if I limit use of that arm. I've worked way too hard getting my body back in shape to let my routine slack now.

Hope that all of you have a great week. Remember to treat your self to something special and stop to smell the roses! Wishing you health, hope and happiness.

Big bear hug,



Daddy Dab