It’s odd, this week I have watched each episode online.  None of the other soaps that she watched just Guiding Light.  I really think that it was her favorite and it has been a comfort this week.  For their final episodes they are bringing back people from the past.  With each face that pops up a memory pops in my head.  Usually it’s the same scene.  Grandma in her chair with a book in hand and some smart remark about the character.  ”Oh Philip how stupid can you be.”  ”Alan can be such an ass.”  The one that won’t be returning is Ross.  Ross’ yearly holiday speeches were always a bright spot for us.  Preparations for family dinners started after Ross finished his speech.

I don’t want the show to end but more now than when it was first announced.  In a way I thought grandma would live on in the memories that came with watching Guiding Light.  But tomorrow they both end.  The Guiding Light that came on at 2 every afternoon that I watched with my guiding light whenever I was home will not be on anymore and my guiding light won’t be here to watch it with me.

I want a project like that.  I want something that will change me and make me grow.  Something to make me feel like I’m actually doing something, not just going through the motions.  Now is not the time though too many things going on to undertake such a project.  Plus, French food is not my thing, really half the stuff she cooked just sounded gross.  The other half, the half that had my mouth watering isn’t gluten free.  While I could eat what’s the point in slaving away for hours on the perfect pastry if you are the only one that can eat it?

I understand her mental state more than anything.  It was comforting to know that I am not the only person to feel that way.  I will turn 30 in a few weeks and let’s just say the upcoming event has put my mental status into question.  My mental status is also putting a toll on the rest of my life.  It just hasn’t been much fun around here lately.  It’s been a stress factory.

My summer was going to be great.  I was going to make a quilt, knit an afghan, sew some shopping bags, even set up a mini craft studio.  Some place I could be uber creative and not take over the living room and kitchen table.  I was also going to write on a weekly basis.  Right here on this blog.  Its why I bought the domain name.  It was going to be another form of creative outlet.  It didn’t happen, shit happened, and shit is still happening.

Just after the school year was over grandma went into the hospital.  She has CHF, congestive heart failure, they told us it was the kind that her heart was getting weak and tired.  Well it is 98 years old after all.  I kind of figured it wasn’t as strong as it used to be.  We came home and started rehab.  Things were going ok.  Things were looking up.  Then she had a stroke.  The stroke is a bleeding kind not the clot kind.  Nothing they can do.  The side effects didn’t seem to last.  Then she stopped eating and drinking.  We got that taken care of with a trip to the ER and a couple doses of Zolfran or something like that. (I could go get the pill bottle but really I don’t think it’s that important.) Then there was the day that we thought her kidney’s had shut down and just as we were getting ready to take her in for the tests she decided she needed to go to the bathroom.  Then her sleeping and eating went to hell in a hand basket.  Even with the new medication it’s hit and miss.  I don’t know if she’s getting better or worse.  I do know that it’s hell to watch a woman once  so strong and so independent need my husband to carry her to the bathroom or to bed, me to wipe her after using the bathroom, and someone to feed her.  I know this isn’t the way she ever wanted to be and I only hope and pray that her strength returns someday soon.

With her not doing so well we have not left her alone.  Someone is always here, awake with her.  I went a month without leaving the house.  My husband has been given the duty of grocery shopping.  I still haven’t figured out the proper way to make a grocery list for him though.  I know what Pasta Sauce means, he doesn’t, he gets upset and I get upset when he brings the wrong thing home.  Actually, getting upset with each other seems to be what we do best lately.  It sucks.  It really does.

I had a mental breakdown last weekend.  Sunday to be exact.  I just sobbed uncontrollably for hours and hours.  We talked a little.   I told him it felt like my whole world was spinning out of control.  He told me he felt like I was pulling away from him.  I slept for four hours.  I woke up and when he left for work, I sobbed some more.  Then I wrote him a letter.  A handwritten letter and for me that’s something special.  I never write with pen and paper anymore.  I can type so much quicker, it looks better, best of all it’s all spelled correctly oh and I can easily add those words that I thought but didn’t make it on the page.  I can’t say that the letter solved all the problems.  I can say he’s been a little more receptive to contact.  We’ve talked a little bit more.  We’ve got a long way to go and it’s going to be hard.  He has been staying up at night with grandma.  It’s hard to keep the spark of a marriage alive when you don’t sleep in the same room.  I’m trying to do some extra things for him.  I’m not sure if it’s getting through to him or not.  At this time all I can do is hope and pray.

Yes, all of this came about because of the Julie/Julia project.  I’m slightly hysterical like Julie.  I’m slightly overbearing like Julia.  What it did the most was say I wasn’t alone in the world.  I am not the only person who is overwhelmed with the real  world, slightly neurotic about turning 30, not the only person who doesn’t have sex for a few months while something massive is going on in their lives, and that there is hope that everything will turn out ok in the end.

Idiots, all of them are idiots, well maybe not all of them but a good stinking portion of them are.  I don’t know one person suffering from Celiac that if given the choice wouldn’t give it all up for a slice of pizza and a cold beer from any place they wanted it from.  It’s not about moderation.  It’s not some fad diet.  It sure the hell isn’t because Elizabeth Hasselback wrote a stinking book!!!  It’s a real issue that effects not only the suffer but also the family of the person with Celiac.

Five years ago I met my husband, he told me he had Celiac.  I smiled nodded my head and went on about my business.  I later asked what that meant and he told me he couldn’t eat wheat but he wasn’t following the diet.  Oh ok, no biggie then.  I found out that he didn’t like a lot of my favorite things, he didn’t like pasta, he only ate pizza once in a great while, sandwiches were evil unless they were made from cracker like bread and loaded with as much filling as it could hold.  I could adjust, he loved my chicken and noodles, ate my baked foods like they were going out of style, and thought fry bread was the greatest thing every.  We got married and six months later we were in the doctor’s office.

It was the scariest thing in my life, ok not really but it ranked right up there.  One Sunday while I was watching a Nascar race, he was outside doing yard work.  I didn’t think anything of it.  A while later his nephew walked in with him they chatted for a while and the nephew left.  A few days later, I was finally let in on why the nephew walked him into the house.  He had collapsed in the yard.  I made a doctors appointment and we went.  It was now ten days after the collapse.  Blood work was done, EKG strip ran, full physical completed.  A few days later we got the results, the blood work showed major muscle damage, like a heart attack, but no heart damage.  He needed to see some specialists for testing.  He took the stress test and passed it with flying colors.  He went through all the testing for MS and Lou Gehrig’s Disease.  They all came back negative.  He was still having horrible pains in his arms and legs.  The doctor said he was fatigued and dehydrated.  I didn’t buy it.

I started researching, low and behold his symptoms went hand in hand with Celiac.  I was relieved I now knew what was causing it. When he came home from work that evening, I told him about my discovery.  He was happy to know too.  He wasn’t ready to go back on the diet though.  Then came the flare from hell.  It went for days.  He a few days into it and he said, “I’ve got to go back on the gluten free diet.”  I sat down at the computer figured out what I needed to started ordering stuff and removing offending things from our kitchen.  I was happy to have an active healthy husband again.  Food was hard to get a hold of but as time went by things got easier to find.  Tasty alternatives to bread and pasta were being stocked in regular grocery stores.  Wal-Mart went from one of my least favorite stores to one of my favorites.  The fact that they labeled their food gluten-free was worth shopping there.  I became an advocate via the net for education in Celiac.

Now that all seems fine and dandy right?  Our lives were back to normal thanks to a diet change.  He was happy that there were options available that weren’t there when he was first diagnosed.  It didn’t seem so restrictive.  The options were varied, available on the regular grocery store shelves, there are a handful of ready to eat dinners we can store in the freezer it’s not so bad.  I started this blog to share my thoughts, joined twitter where I have a group of celiac friends, and even started another website to share local dining out options with fellow celiac families.

Then today I see that all the work that myself and others have done to get the word out is being made fun of.  Comments to that article are cruel and ignorant at best.  People saying it’s all in the head, moderation is key, ect.  I gave you a general overview of my journey with a celiac husband.  If you want to stop reading now, do so because the next part is going to be graphic and gross.

Remember when I said earlier he got the flare from hell?  Let me describe it.  He couldn’t sleep in bed with me.  He had diarrhea so bad it was like water.  He couldn’t relax or it would just run out.  Nothing he ate stayed in his body with in moments he was in the bathroom.  The longer it went on the weaker he got.  No sleep, dehydrated, and no nutrients equalled a grouchy husband.  He couldn’t stop it and that’s why he went back on the diet.  When he wasn’t on the diet every time he ate something with gluten in it this would happen for a couple of days.  Then after being gluten free for a couple of years, it happened.  He got accidentally glutened.  He told me that evening that he was sure he had gotten into something.  We both figured it would mean a few days of bathroom time and both blew it off other than to make note of what we were sure was the offending food.  The next day I got up for work, woke him up and he was complaining his shoulder hurt.  Still I thought nothing of it and went to work.  At 10:00 AM he was on the phone asking me to come home.  I was there within minutes, I work less than two blocks from home.  By 11:00 AM we were in the emergancy room with a outlook of a heart attack.  I called his mom at work and she came to the hospital as quickly as she could.  His dad was on his way too.  I told the doctor that he was Celiac and to please make sure any and all drugs given to him were gluten free.  The blood work finally came back no heart attack.  I was thankful.  Hours later after all the testing the doctor came in and told us the news.  There were four things that could cause what he had, a heart attack, an esophageal spasm, something I can’t remember, or Celiac.  Since the other three things had been ruled out it had to be the Celiac.  We were relieved to know that was all it was.  He spent the next month at the chiropractor though.  His stomach had cramped so hard and so bad that it dislocated his shoulder.

After reading all of that if you honestly can say that he would be fine if he just moderated his gluten intake you can think that.  I can’t change your mind.  He will not go back to eating a little gluten here or there.  It’s not worth it.  Until you have lived with someone who has it, you’ll never fully understand.

I bought a gluten-free bread book a couple weeks ago.  I’ve read it cover to cover twice.  I’m now ready to make the leap and buy a bread maker, something I swore I’d never do when I baked with wheat.  I’ve made cinnamon rolls from the book.  I was not thrilled.  The bread portion wasn’t bad, they just didn’t have the cinnamon flavor I was looking for.  I’ve got a few ideas bouncing around on how to fix it.  When I get it right, I’ll post pictures.  I’m not showing things that don’t look good.  Amazing part of them, the butter soaked in.  That’s right the butter soaked into the bread.  If you’ve been in the gluten-free world for awhile you’ll know what an exciting thing that is.  If not, butter used to roll right off the bread.  You make them in muffin cups, I made the 12-cup version, but my 12-cup muffin tins must be slightly smaller than the recipe author’s.  They went over the top of the pan and were a pain to get out.  I’m going to attempt french bread later this week.  Maybe it will be picture worthy.

My summer addiction came back on TV this past week.  That’s right I am a Big Brother addict.  I don’t know if there is a support group for it or not, but even if there was I wouldn’t want to join.  I enjoy my addiction too much to give it up.  I’m not thrilled that Jesse is back on the show, but I am thrilled that this group of house guests are the craziest I’ve seen so far.  In the short two weeks that they have been in the house we’ve had fights, racial slurs, possible love/sex triangles, and already at least one sexual act under the covers.  It blows me away.  I look forward to the upcoming weeks of watching the show on TV, live feeds, and chatting away at hamsterwatch.com.

Crafting yes that’s a sad face after the word crafting.  I love crafting but I’m running out of room in the house, I need some place to set up my stuff.  I’m attempting to make a quilt, I’ve done it before, the attempt comes in trying to use the kitchen table.  I get the table cleared, set-up my stuff, get a few strips or blocks cut and it’s time to do something else.  When I finally get back to the quilt, the table is covered, my stuff is buried and I’m irked.  I did knit the other night during the commercial breaks of Big Brother.  I’m going to attempt to do that every week during at least one show.  Class will be starting back up and I’ll still be working on the same project I was when class stopped.  I also want to sew some reusable bags for grocery shopping, I’ve got crochet patterns for them but I think I could sew them quicker.

Nascar is starting to irk me.  Why?  Well you’ve got teams wooing Danica for money not talent, a judge over turning Mayfield’s suspension who hasn’t attempted to make the field since, and Kyle Busch acting like he is three I’ve about to give up.  Come on, you can’t win everytime.  It’s bad when Larry Mac is calling you out on the carpet for not giving interviews.  You can read it here.  I agree with everything he says there.  At some point no one is going to want to hire or sponsor Kyle and that’s a shame with the driving talent he has.

I started shooting a girl’s senior photos over fourth of July.  Since I’m not a pro and she’s not totally ready, I get to do a little here and there.  It’s nice.  I was super worried about it but she is so photogenic it’s not even funny.  I’ve had a blast doing it.  I hope she likes them.  I can’t wait to see them all printed.  I’m waiting on my CS4 to arrive.  Then I can have lots of fun with them.  I think I’ll go catch the mail box now.  Have  a great day!

I’m a faithful follower of Bob Packrass on Twitter.  I also follow Jayski.  They are good about getting the info out to people and it saves me from spending hours searching for news. They tweet something, if it’s in my scope of interest then I’m out researching it.  Sometimes it becomes a blog post, other times it’s just filed in the back of my head for safe keeping.  Early in the week Bob tweeted about Mayfield getting Adderall from an Anti-Aging/Spa doctor.  It was later learned that the doctor also has an urgent care facility.  Adderall is not a medication that falls under any of that.  Let’s take a long look at Adderall before we go on.

What is Adderall used to treat?

• ADHD
• Idiopathic Central Nervous System Hypersomnia established by recognized diagnostic criteria
• Drug-induced brain dysfunction
• Epilepsy
• Narcolepsy
• Senile apathetic behavior
• Psychiatric differential diagnosis of depression

None of those things fall under anti-aging medications that I can see.  Also none of them fall under medications that urgent care facilities should be prescribing to patients.  Now let’s look at the side effects of the drug.

Side Effects of Adderall:

• fast, pounding, or uneven heartbeats
• feeling light-headed, fainting;
• increased blood pressure (severe headache, blurred vision, trouble concentrating, chest pain, numbness, seizure);
• tremor, restlessness, hallucinations, unusual behavior, or motor tics (muscle twitches).
• Adderall can cause side effects that may impair your thinking or reactions. Be careful if you drive or do anything that requires you to be awake and alert.

I’m not thrilled with the last side effect.  I’ve seen the positive side effects of Adderall in the classroom so don’t take this as a bashing of the drug.  I still can not see how Mayfield got a legit prescription for this drug from the doctor who prescribed it.  Adderall can and is abused by those without a true need for it.  Now let’s take a look at the abuse of the drug.

• Adderall is comparable to purely refined methamphetamine and is highly addictive
• when snorted or injected creating a rapid increase in brain blood levels, people experience euphoria but also anxiety, an increase in blood pressure and heart rate, insomnia, irritability, sometimes psychotic behavior, and often dependency

Ok, now we know about the first drug that he was on.  Now, let’s think about what was released today.  Mayfield tested positive, four times, for methamphetamines.  OHHHHH now look at what I posted above, Adderall can act like methamphetamines.   People use it the same way they do methamphetamines.  Mayfield gets a prescription for Adderall from a doctor that it doesn’t sound like should be prescribing it.  This is starting to sound like baseball’s steroid problem to me.

Now, let’s look at the injunction that Mayfield won today.  For some reason, I’d like to know, the judge ruled that Nascar improperly suspended Mayfield.  I can only base my opinion on what has been released to the general public.  Which is, Mayfield’s A test came back positive for a banned substance.  Nascar then tested sample B which also came back positive.  After both came back positive Nascar suspended him.  It also allowed Mayfield to race after sample A came back, they did not suspend him until the second came back positive also.  Then after the lawsuit was filed they shipped the two samples off to another lab which found the same results as the first lab.  I’ve heard Mayfield say he was taking Adderall, I have yet to see proof though that it was coming from a legit source, and Claritin.  After researching the effects of Adderall I’m still thinking Nascar made the right decision.  Now, if proof surfaces that the Adderall prescription came from a legit source for legit reasons I’ll retract my statement.  At this point I see Mayfield as a danger on the track.

If I were one of the drivers, after hearing what I have in the last week, I would refuse to go on track Thursday when Mayfield was out there.  I would not feel safe on track going to rate of speed that happens at Daytona with someone who has tested positive for meth.  I couldn’t be sure that they were clean now.  I’ll be interested to find out what the driver’s reactions are to this.

UPDATE: Just reading from Jayski’s site and found this lovely little tidbit. Mullen said in granting the injunction that the irreparable harm appeared to be greater for Mayfield than NASCAR Really?  Is this not a safety factor?  Nascar may not actually lose anything, money wise, but what happens if he’s still not clean?  What happens if he wrecks and hurts someone?  Then isn’t the irreparable harm greater for the Nascar community then for Mayfield?

I have to admit I have absolutely no experience with large high schools.  I graduated with twenty-one other people.  I’d known most of them since kindergarten.  We had groups, I wouldn’t call them cliques because everyone overlapped. It wasn’t taboo to sit at a different lunch table, party with different people each weekend or any of that other stuff.  My knowledge comes from T.V., movies, and stories from friends who did go to big  schools.

I have three social media accounts, myspace, Facebook, and Twitter.  Every once in a while I log into a Nascar message board too.  I never logged into Myspace anymore.  Facebook is my everyday friends.  I would guess that 95% of the people on Facebook I know in person.  I went to school with them, I met them in my college days, I work with them, or they are family.  I’ve never met a single person on Twitter, well I do follow a couple of people I know but they never tweet so I don’t count them. lol  My husband calls my Twitter addiction a place for my inner geek to come out.  All of the Facebook people who know me, know about my inner geek.  I just don’t get to talk geek with them.  On Twitter though, I can surround myself with people of like interests.  I’ve got the news/weather group, the Topeka group, the artistic group, the people I like chatting with most of them supply me with computer/tech news, the Celiac group, the Nascar group, and the HVAC group.

As I became more interested in Twitter and started branching out into finding people to follow other than the local news people, I started very simply.  I found twittergrader.com, found the top 50 people in Topeka, read their bios and followed anyone that sounded interesting to me.  I’ve followed people that I don’t exactly agree with, but that doesn’t mean that I can’t learn something from one of their tweets or connect with them on another issue.  One of my first new twitter friends said something about educating, enlightening, and engaging others would get you farther in the Twitterverse.  That’s when I began talking to others, retweeting things I found interesting, and posting things I thought were important.  Because of that small piece of advice, I’ve went from 10 followers to over 300 followers in the last month or so.  Twitter life was fun.  That’s how I was able to set up all those different groups.

Now how does all this relate to high school?  Glad you asked because here it goes.  Since, I went to a small high school there weren’t enough people to have your football jocks, your basketball jocks, your band geeks, drama geeks, ag people, ect.  We were all those things. lol  Everybody had something to do with the sports teams, the place to be on game night was at the game in some way.  When the FFA group left there was like five people left in the building.  I never and still don’t understand the thought that you can’t belong to different groups with varying interests or that all of your friends must be friends too.  If two people don’t get along then you have to pick one or the other.  Sorry not this girl, I don’t go for the clique thing and people who think that way really irk me.

Now what prompted all this?  Two disagreements with one person.  The first I thought nothing of, it was a simple difference of opinion in my mind.  I saw it as one thing the other person saw as something else.  No biggie, I have differences like that all the time with other friends, even my husband.  Then we had another disagreement over what something is called.  We aren’t talking the end of the world here folks.  After the second disagreement I get bombarded with direct messages from this person.  I stood by my original statement.  After the 9th direct message I was irritated.  I made a comment in general stream about people thinking everyone who put a youtube video up being an expert.  Then I get the tenth direct message of the day, this one saying I used to be cool until I got under the influence.  I didn’t get it.  I don’t drink and I don’t do anything illegal.  I couldn’t figure out the influence I was under.  I admit it I’m a little dense sometimes.  :-)

Because I was dense and upset I e-mailed another twitter friend, just to do some venting.  I started to get it, I have become friendlier with the second person in recent weeks.  We are both home during the day, his wife and I went to high schools 20 miles apart that played each other, so we had a working knowledge of each other.  Plus we are close in age.  For me that’s a new thing, I normally hang with people older so meeting a couple my age with similar interests excited me.  During that e-mail exchange I found out that the two people did not get along.  The second person had never said a word to me about that until I asked.

I thought it was silly.  I mean someone could think I was suddenly a different person because I started talking to someone else that they didn’t get along with.  HELLO HIGH SCHOOL!!  Later that night the first person was doing a webcast, I thought I would log in.  I was having problems logging into the chat but I could watch, so I did.  The next thing I knew my other friend and I were the topics of discussion.  I was shocked.  I sent a quick direct message to tell the person that if that person was going to talk about me, they should keep the story straight and tuned out.  I went to bed and couldn’t sleep.  So back to the computer I came tuned back into the webcast.  Well, guess what I was the topic of discussion again.  I was appalled.  I’m being called hurtful things by his little group of friends.  I had had it.  I couldn’t take it and sent a series of direct messages to the person telling them how rude I thought they were being.

I have thought a lot about it since then.  I was hurt.  I had never experienced that kind of torement from someone who was supposed to be a friend.  Then I realized this was nothing more than a high school like moment that others had talked about.  I was the new kid in school that become friends with the two rivals.  The one who thought I needed to make a choice and the one who didn’t.  I still haven’t made a choice, I don’t think I should.  However, the damage done to the first relationship may never be healed.

Danica is a gorgeous woman.  I will admit that.  I think that’s what she has going for herself.  I’m not a prude, here’s a dirty little secret of mine, I loved the show The Girls Next Door.  That’s right, Hef’s ex-girlfriends were my second favorite thing to watch on a Sunday.  I just feel that Danica is selling her looks more than she is selling her talents.  That cheapens the whole thing.  It makes it feel like she’s out there for her looks instead of talent.  I have major issues with women being judged for their looks.  There is so much more to a woman than that.

Danica has been consistent in IRL.  I’ll give her that.  Nascar is nothing like the IRL, look at the guys who have made the transition.  Tony Stewart is one of the few in recent years that has been successful.  I’m worried that she’ll be a mid-pack at best driver.  I’m not looking forward to that.  I want a front running woman.  There’s no reason we can’t have one.  I’m just not sold on the idea that Danica has it in her to be that woman.

Why do I think she’s getting romanced by Nascar?  She’s a sponsor’s dream.  She’s going to be bringing big bucks.  Men love her and I’m guessing that they are betting that there are women who will be drawn to her because she’s a female in a male dominated world.  That’s not a good enough reason if you ask me.  I understand that you have to have sponsors in the racing world, it just costs too much money.  I’m tired though of having a bunch of ok, so, so drivers because they can draw big bucks from sponsors.  I would rather have a field of less than forty-three cars that was amazing then a full field of O.K. drivers.  I want great racing again.  I don’t think Danica is going to contribute to the sport in that way.

I also think that this is a way to draw/grab more watchers.  I’m not going to go off on that whole issue, that will have to be another post, catch the Open Letter To Nascar for some of my thoughts on it. I’m sure there will be some come over to Nascar.  Danica has dedicated fans and I would hope that those fans would follow her to the new sport.  I bet a few people will tune in just to see her in action.  I know that I tuned into IRL to see her in action a couple of times.  I’m just not sure if the racing is exciting enough right now to hold them.  I think once you turn someone off it will take a lot to get them back into it.

Ok, so what are your thoughts on it?

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• Kathy Mattea
• Keith Anderson
• Keith Urban
• Keith Whitley
• Kenny Chesney
• Kenny Rogers
• Kentucky Headhunters
• Kid Rock
• Lady Antebellum
• LeAnn Rimes
• Lisa Loeb
• Little Big Town
• Little Texas
• Lynyrd Skynyrd
• Marc Cohn
• Marie Osmond
• Mark Chestnut
• Mary-Chapin Carpenter
• Matchbox Twenty
• Meredith Brooks
• Merle Haggard
• Michael Martin Murphy
• Michael Bolton
• Montgomery Gentry
• Nelson
• New Kids On The Block
• Nickleback
• Nirvana
• Oasis
• Otis Redding
• Pam Tillis
• Phil Vassar
• Pure Prairie League
• R.E.M.
• Randy Travis
• Rascal Flatts
• Reba McEntire
• Restless Heart
• Rick Nelson
• Rodney Atkins
• Roger Miller
• Roxette
• Sawyer Brown
• Semisonic
• Shawn Colvin
• Shenandoah
• Simon and Garfunkel
• Sixpence None the Richer
• Smash Mouth
• Soul Asylum
• Steppenwolf
• Steve Holy
• Steve Miller Band
• Steve Warnier
• Sugarland
• Taylor Swift
• The Monkees
• The Smashing Pumpkins
• The Statler Brothers
• The Verve Pipe
• Toby Keith
• Tom Petty
• Tompall Glaser
• Trace Adkins
• Tracy Bryd
• Tracy Lawrence
• Trisha Yearwood
• Twisted Sister
• Vertical Horizon
• Wade Hayes
• Waylon Jennings
• Weezer
• Willie Nelson
• Wilson Phillips
• Zac Brown Band

Well what am I?