Sunday, one of my least favorite days!. Sunday is actually Monday for our family. The first day of Bill's work week. This day will be like most Sundays, lots of cleaning, laundry, chasing the boys, taking stuff away from the dog (who thinks that if you leave it on the floor or where she can reach it, it belongs to her, so she will destroy it). Wait, that sounds like crap we do everyday.
Tomorrow should be interesting, Surgery @ 7am (they changed it yesterday from 8am). Which means Bill will probably get home about 2 hours before we have to be at the hospital. Nana & papa are coming to watch the boys. Speaking of the boys they are so excited, they will be going home with Nana tomorrow to stay the night- so of course they want me to leave now.
I am pretty ready. Laundry is almost all done, a week's worth of food for Bill & the boys (in case I can't cook). Presents are all wrapped (well at least the Hanuakkah ones are) We only have 2 more gifts to get but Bill can pick those up Friday on the way (if I get to go). So as long as I get everything swept, dusted & mopped today we will be doing good.
It's a bit scary not knowing exactly what is going to happen. I used to be pretty good at just 'winging it', but seemed to have lost that ability as I get older. So, I will just focus on the fact that I will at least get a good 3 hour nap out of deal :) all uninterupted- no one is going to ask me to do anything :)
I have stocked up on books. I checked out 7 yesterday that should get me to friday at least. That is if I can actually focus enough to read.
Since I will finish up Terry Brook's Genesis of Shannara today (the last book-Gypsy Morph) Somehow I missed it, but no worries all caught up now, I am Switching to R.A. Salvatore.
I don't think I have ever read any of his books that I haven't loved. I am probably half-way in love with Drizzit lol. But I am going a bit away from my beloved Drizzit and checking out his series Spearwelders...who knows.
Just in case I am not thrilled with that series I also picked up Transitions since I have only read the first book in that series. Drizzit is good for taking your mind off things- the fight scenes are remarkable and incredibly well written- but thats probably why R.A. Salvatore is such a successful author.
I would really like to find some new authors. I will read anything and I pretty much do, but I really love fantasy. Not so much Science Fiction. Although I did enjoy some of Anne McCaffrey's stuff - the Pern series once they forgot where they came from.
Are there any new Epic Fantasy authors out there that I haven't already read? Loved Robert Jordan and Brandon Sanderson is doing a great job finishing up the series. But who's new or old that I haven't read?? Every once in a while I will find someone I like. Joanne Bertin a few years back wrote a couple of books I really loved (The Last Dragonlord), but to the best of my knowledge she has yet to finish the series. I have read the Hobbit to the boys twice, lsot them at Two Towers lol. too much editing while reading I suppose. I guess that will be my New Years resolution, to find someone new.
Anyway I should really start getting stuff finished up for tomorrow.
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Another Day in OZ: The Joys of Black Friday
Another Day in OZ: The Joys of Black Friday: "Black Friday.. Such a wonderful day..Not. Normally I skip it and stay home like a sane person. I think its called black friday because ev..."
The Joys of Black Friday
Black Friday.. Such a wonderful day..Not. Normally I skip it and stay home like a sane person. I think its called black friday because everyone is suffering from a Thanksgiving hangover and doesn't really want to be out.
We normally shop throughout the year or online. We DO NOT SHOP on Black Friday. Except this year. Bill spent hours going over the online Walmart ad. Convinced that there were several things we just have to have. He didn't decide we needed to go until about 10:30 Friday morning. I didn't say anything. I knew everything he wanted would be gone. Our town is tiny, our Super Walmart stocked to meet the tiny demands of our tiny population.
So we loaded up the boys and off we went. 2 1/2 minutes later (did I mention the town is tiny) we have crossed town and are at mecca..oops sorry I meant Walmart. Everyone in town is there, seriously the whole frickin' town is at Walmart.
And they are all in the electronics section trying to find the $5 & $1.69 or whatever amazing price they were, DVDS. I gave up and went in search of sheets for the boy's beds (no one is ever in those aisles anyway) The sheets of course that were on sale are no where to be found. 1 1/2 hours later, after I have looked at everything in the store twice, the cart has 2 items. Pull ups & aspirin. Everything else is gone or hidden on some display hidden in the back I am sure the stock people were watching from wherever it is they watch laughing their asses off. I would be. I finally found Bill- still in electronics at the same display of $5 dvds that was still empty. He was a bit unhappy. We wandered over to the food section and there to our amazement, hidden in the egg aisle was, yes you guessed it, not 1 but 6 individual displays of the promo movies. And there were still movies, mostly blue ray (which we don't have) but still movies. A wonderful holiday joke! The displays were full, it was the day after thanksgiving of course, so who would think to look in the food section, Simply Brilliant!!!!! I swear I heard giggling when we found them. We were able to pick 4 movies that we wanted.
Even though we didn't get the stuff Bill wanted to get, I think that it was time well spent. A very, very valuable lesson was learned.
Black Friday is not the day to go to Walmart, but if you have to, and you can't find what you are looking for. Follow the faint, merry sounds of laughter, look under security cameras in places where you wouldn't think what your looking for will be.
I probably should have checked the frozen food section for the sheets- it does kinda make sense :)
We normally shop throughout the year or online. We DO NOT SHOP on Black Friday. Except this year. Bill spent hours going over the online Walmart ad. Convinced that there were several things we just have to have. He didn't decide we needed to go until about 10:30 Friday morning. I didn't say anything. I knew everything he wanted would be gone. Our town is tiny, our Super Walmart stocked to meet the tiny demands of our tiny population.
So we loaded up the boys and off we went. 2 1/2 minutes later (did I mention the town is tiny) we have crossed town and are at mecca..oops sorry I meant Walmart. Everyone in town is there, seriously the whole frickin' town is at Walmart.
And they are all in the electronics section trying to find the $5 & $1.69 or whatever amazing price they were, DVDS. I gave up and went in search of sheets for the boy's beds (no one is ever in those aisles anyway) The sheets of course that were on sale are no where to be found. 1 1/2 hours later, after I have looked at everything in the store twice, the cart has 2 items. Pull ups & aspirin. Everything else is gone or hidden on some display hidden in the back I am sure the stock people were watching from wherever it is they watch laughing their asses off. I would be. I finally found Bill- still in electronics at the same display of $5 dvds that was still empty. He was a bit unhappy. We wandered over to the food section and there to our amazement, hidden in the egg aisle was, yes you guessed it, not 1 but 6 individual displays of the promo movies. And there were still movies, mostly blue ray (which we don't have) but still movies. A wonderful holiday joke! The displays were full, it was the day after thanksgiving of course, so who would think to look in the food section, Simply Brilliant!!!!! I swear I heard giggling when we found them. We were able to pick 4 movies that we wanted.
Even though we didn't get the stuff Bill wanted to get, I think that it was time well spent. A very, very valuable lesson was learned.
Black Friday is not the day to go to Walmart, but if you have to, and you can't find what you are looking for. Follow the faint, merry sounds of laughter, look under security cameras in places where you wouldn't think what your looking for will be.
I probably should have checked the frozen food section for the sheets- it does kinda make sense :)
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Happy Thanksgiving- yeah
So its Thanksgiving... whoopty doo. For some reason this year I am having a hard time getting into the spirit of things. I think its great that we have set aside one day out of the year to be thankful. Although, I think alot of people miss that point, and like so many other holidays it has just become another excuse to have us spend money-few have to spare now. Although an extra day of football is never a bad idea.
But I am thankful for alot. My Husband and children are a blessing that some days I don't think I deserve, even though they drive me crazy most of the time:). I am thankful for my husband's family, who have been so accepting, supportive and loving all these years. I am thankful that I have found my brother and uncle and they are happy and well. I am thankful we have a house and my husband has a good job and we have insurance, alot of people don't. We have what we need and we have each other. I could go on, but I won't.
I am thankful I found this blogging thing- its a good way to write down my thoughts & feelings. Even if I am the only person who reads it lol.
I still wonder though, why turkey?? why not chicken?
But I am thankful for alot. My Husband and children are a blessing that some days I don't think I deserve, even though they drive me crazy most of the time:). I am thankful for my husband's family, who have been so accepting, supportive and loving all these years. I am thankful that I have found my brother and uncle and they are happy and well. I am thankful we have a house and my husband has a good job and we have insurance, alot of people don't. We have what we need and we have each other. I could go on, but I won't.
I am thankful I found this blogging thing- its a good way to write down my thoughts & feelings. Even if I am the only person who reads it lol.
I still wonder though, why turkey?? why not chicken?
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Thunderstorms, Hail & Tornados.....Oh My
Happy Thanksgiving Eve! The roofers are getting started on the yankee gutters today and should start the tear off on Monday. Finally!. However I wonder if we shall see them today with the forcast being for nasty weather..personally I really wouldn't want to be crawling around on the roof.
Italianate style victorians typically had 7 different colors. Right now it only has blue, red and white, most of it faded. so we will update it, using as many colors as we can. We like green, red and light yellow (more a beige actually), but that is as many as we can come up with unless we start going with different shades of those colors. What is red now will stay red since it was orginal. The nasty gray blue that someone went nuts with will go and will probably be replaced with a dark shade of green. The gingerbread will be red (center) and possibly green background , but we still can't figure out the rest. It would probably be better is I wasn't so afraid of color. I like beige- can't go wrong with beige :) The stairs on the house will be painted something, but the ones leading up to the house & the sidewalk will be brick. The crappy pipe handrail will be replaced with a wooden rails on both sides. the maple tree will stay where it is but the bush will come down to the front of the yard. The yarrow will be moved down as well.
Protesters, Church Members Briefly Scuffle At Funeral - Kansas City News Story - KMBC Kansas City
Protesters, Church Members Briefly Scuffle At Funeral - Kansas City News Story - KMBC Kansas City
This is just stupid. I can understand protesting the war. Fine. Go ahead but there are alot of other places you can protest. These funeral protests are very common now. It's stupid. These people are protesting at a funeral for someone who died protecting their right to protest. Huh??? Am I the only one who finds this confusing? A few weeks ago there was a funeral in Weston, Mo that a group of Church members wanted to protest at. I am not sure if it is the same church group or not. Anyway, they had to pull a permit, and I am sure within seconds everyone in town knew what these idiots were planning to do. Weston is a very small community, made up of people who are either veterans, have sons & daughters currently on active duty or have some tie to the military. It is a very Patriotic Town.
The church groups might have wanted to check out the town first before deciding to stage their little protest their. I am sure a quick drive through town, a glance at all of the signs supporting our military, would have giving them a clue.
I am sure by now you have guessed what happened. The day of the funeral arrived and the entire town and alot of people from nearby communities showed up at the corner the church was supposed to set up at.
The Church group just left.
Family and Friends were able to say goodbye in peace.
This is just stupid. I can understand protesting the war. Fine. Go ahead but there are alot of other places you can protest. These funeral protests are very common now. It's stupid. These people are protesting at a funeral for someone who died protecting their right to protest. Huh??? Am I the only one who finds this confusing? A few weeks ago there was a funeral in Weston, Mo that a group of Church members wanted to protest at. I am not sure if it is the same church group or not. Anyway, they had to pull a permit, and I am sure within seconds everyone in town knew what these idiots were planning to do. Weston is a very small community, made up of people who are either veterans, have sons & daughters currently on active duty or have some tie to the military. It is a very Patriotic Town.
The church groups might have wanted to check out the town first before deciding to stage their little protest their. I am sure a quick drive through town, a glance at all of the signs supporting our military, would have giving them a clue.
I am sure by now you have guessed what happened. The day of the funeral arrived and the entire town and alot of people from nearby communities showed up at the corner the church was supposed to set up at.
The Church group just left.
Family and Friends were able to say goodbye in peace.
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Holiday Hell
The Holidays. That wonderful time of year where Families get together and share in the joy of the season. Stores play delightful Holiday music to get everyone in the mood to buy more crap.
I must admit I do like the holidays- usually. Mostly I like the food. Pumpkin Pie, vegetable stuffing, ham, Brisket with tons of gravy...oh and latkas. Oh how I love latkas with sour cream and chives, and my mother-in-law's brisket. But not this year.
This year I can't eat any of the stuff I want- well at least on Thanksgiving- Hanukkah & Christmas are yet to be determined. I guess I'll find out on the 29th.
So yesterday I spent 2 1/2 hours wrapping presents because I don't know if I'll be able to wrap anything after the 29th- because I don't know what exactly the doctor will. This brings me to the conclusion that I am in fact a control freak. (So everyone else is right, I should stop denying it.) I need to have a plan, I must know what to expect so that I can plan. I am very big on having a plan of action. I can't plan, I don't know what is going to happen so I can't plan. It is driving me crazy. I hate not knowing what is going on. Should I plan on making latkas the first night of Hanukkah? (which is the 1st of December) or will I still be in the hospital. For that matter will I miss Hanukkah with Bill's family on Friday? What about Christmas? I always do Christmas (what with not being Jewish and all- it just makes sense- Bill's family isn't going to do it). Will I be able to? Will I be a raging, hormonal, menopausal mess? Or maybe I will be fine? How am I going to take care of the boys next week? Even if he doesn't do the big surgery and just looks around a bit, I will still have stitches and be out of it for a couple of days, that's extremely dangerous around my boys. I can't sit down around when the are awake. Ah so you wonder if I say that, how am I writing this??? simple- they are eating- that always keeps them in one place for about 10-15 minutes.
But on the bright side- I should get a good nap on the 29th. I just hope I don't start blabbing away at the doctor again.
When he did the scope, apparently when I was waking up I told him that even though he was an asshole I loved him anyway. He is an asshole, but like Dr. House- he is a great doctor. Not so good looking, not so cool, but funny in an asshole sort of way. :)
I am babbling but, isn't that what the Internet is for?
I am disappointed that I won't get to see my uncle for at least one holiday. I would also really like to see my brother and meet his family, but since the price of plane tickets seems to be going up not down I don't think that will be possible for some time. It would be really nice. My brother, it seems has grow up to be a really cool guy, who married a really cool lady and together they made really cool, very cute kids!.
Someday, I am sure.
Well, I am off to do laundry, cleaning, chasing the boys, get to the library, mail out various holiday cards, get everything organized just in case I am out of commission for 8 weeks. I hate not knowing almost as much as I hate surgery, I know.... control freak. Could be worse :)
I must admit I do like the holidays- usually. Mostly I like the food. Pumpkin Pie, vegetable stuffing, ham, Brisket with tons of gravy...oh and latkas. Oh how I love latkas with sour cream and chives, and my mother-in-law's brisket. But not this year.
This year I can't eat any of the stuff I want- well at least on Thanksgiving- Hanukkah & Christmas are yet to be determined. I guess I'll find out on the 29th.
So yesterday I spent 2 1/2 hours wrapping presents because I don't know if I'll be able to wrap anything after the 29th- because I don't know what exactly the doctor will. This brings me to the conclusion that I am in fact a control freak. (So everyone else is right, I should stop denying it.) I need to have a plan, I must know what to expect so that I can plan. I am very big on having a plan of action. I can't plan, I don't know what is going to happen so I can't plan. It is driving me crazy. I hate not knowing what is going on. Should I plan on making latkas the first night of Hanukkah? (which is the 1st of December) or will I still be in the hospital. For that matter will I miss Hanukkah with Bill's family on Friday? What about Christmas? I always do Christmas (what with not being Jewish and all- it just makes sense- Bill's family isn't going to do it). Will I be able to? Will I be a raging, hormonal, menopausal mess? Or maybe I will be fine? How am I going to take care of the boys next week? Even if he doesn't do the big surgery and just looks around a bit, I will still have stitches and be out of it for a couple of days, that's extremely dangerous around my boys. I can't sit down around when the are awake. Ah so you wonder if I say that, how am I writing this??? simple- they are eating- that always keeps them in one place for about 10-15 minutes.
But on the bright side- I should get a good nap on the 29th. I just hope I don't start blabbing away at the doctor again.
When he did the scope, apparently when I was waking up I told him that even though he was an asshole I loved him anyway. He is an asshole, but like Dr. House- he is a great doctor. Not so good looking, not so cool, but funny in an asshole sort of way. :)
I am babbling but, isn't that what the Internet is for?
I am disappointed that I won't get to see my uncle for at least one holiday. I would also really like to see my brother and meet his family, but since the price of plane tickets seems to be going up not down I don't think that will be possible for some time. It would be really nice. My brother, it seems has grow up to be a really cool guy, who married a really cool lady and together they made really cool, very cute kids!.
Someday, I am sure.
Well, I am off to do laundry, cleaning, chasing the boys, get to the library, mail out various holiday cards, get everything organized just in case I am out of commission for 8 weeks. I hate not knowing almost as much as I hate surgery, I know.... control freak. Could be worse :)
Monday, November 22, 2010
Blood Bath- Pitt Bull vs. Old Cranky Cat
Well alrighty then. Interesting morning - well at least as far as my life is concerned. Today we will perform surgery on not one but two stuffed animals. Sometime last night Sam the killer pitt bull decided that the stuffed monkey and the stuffed kitten were threats and needed to be killed.
Apparently it was a horrific battle- stuffing was everywhere.
Elephant (that's the elephant's name- my kids are so creative) had his leg completely torn off as well as one ear and most of his tail. The kitten (named Gracie kitty- after our real cat) is missing one leg and half of her face. After I have had sufficient coffee we will attempt to reattach limbs and missing parts. It probably won't be pretty.
While this was traumatic for the boys- nothing compares to the bloodbath we came home to Saturday after a not so wonderful excursion to find shoes that fit everyone.
It was the first time Sam had been left alone with all three cats in the house. Now seeing as Sam is a pitt bull, you kind of have certain expectations on how she will behave. We have all heard the rumors. They are vicious man-killers, fearless, Amazingly strong!. While she is very strong and has no issues going after dogs that are bigger than her. she has a bizarre issue with mama cat.
She is fascinated with Mama. Mama is about 18 years old, mean and extremely cranky. She doesn't like to get up. If she does get up, when she doesn't want to, someone is going to get hurt. When I grow up I want to be just like her.
Mama has been pretty tolerate of Sam so far- at least when the cats were outside. Now they like to hang out in the laundry room. We have a gate up to keep Sam out of there- but mostly its just a reminder for her seeing as how she can jump anything 4' high or under with no problem.
We came home to a crying, whining pitt bull, cowering under the coffee table- covered in blood. After determining that Sam wasn't in immediate danger of bleeding to death- we followed the blood trail, through the living room into the kitchen where lower cabinets were smeared with blood. It was starting to feel like a CSI episode. In the background both boys are now screaming that Sam is dying, a dragon must have gotten into the house and attacked her- whatever it was they just knew it was something big!.
Still following the blood- I ended up in the laundry room. It looked like a bad slasher movie had been staged there. There was blood all over my new washing machine and dryer. I had a bad feeling that I was going to find a dead cat or three.
I turned the corned and there was Mama cat- calming cleaning herself & purring????? Okay she was fine- I started looking for the other two. Found them hiding in the old bathroom. checked all the cats and none of them had any blood on them. But there was blood everywhere else.
So I started cleaning up- I should have called in professionals- blood is hard to get off. Sam's injuries were pretty minor. One pierced & mangled ear (still thinking about getting her an ear ring). Nose bit scratched up, long scratch on her butt (she must have been trying to get away).
After all the blood was cleaned up and the injured treated, I went back to check on the cats. Sam (being the incredibly intelligent dog she is) followed me back. But as soon as she saw Mama she dropped on her belly and started slinking & whining. My pitt bull is terrified of my cat.
I can't decide if it is funny or really sad. In her defense, I will say that she is very protective and does get quite aggressive when strangers come to the house- So she is still a good guard dog- and amazing with the boys. But perhaps we should put up a Beware of Cat sign lol
Apparently it was a horrific battle- stuffing was everywhere.
Elephant (that's the elephant's name- my kids are so creative) had his leg completely torn off as well as one ear and most of his tail. The kitten (named Gracie kitty- after our real cat) is missing one leg and half of her face. After I have had sufficient coffee we will attempt to reattach limbs and missing parts. It probably won't be pretty.
While this was traumatic for the boys- nothing compares to the bloodbath we came home to Saturday after a not so wonderful excursion to find shoes that fit everyone.
It was the first time Sam had been left alone with all three cats in the house. Now seeing as Sam is a pitt bull, you kind of have certain expectations on how she will behave. We have all heard the rumors. They are vicious man-killers, fearless, Amazingly strong!. While she is very strong and has no issues going after dogs that are bigger than her. she has a bizarre issue with mama cat.
She is fascinated with Mama. Mama is about 18 years old, mean and extremely cranky. She doesn't like to get up. If she does get up, when she doesn't want to, someone is going to get hurt. When I grow up I want to be just like her.
Mama has been pretty tolerate of Sam so far- at least when the cats were outside. Now they like to hang out in the laundry room. We have a gate up to keep Sam out of there- but mostly its just a reminder for her seeing as how she can jump anything 4' high or under with no problem.
We came home to a crying, whining pitt bull, cowering under the coffee table- covered in blood. After determining that Sam wasn't in immediate danger of bleeding to death- we followed the blood trail, through the living room into the kitchen where lower cabinets were smeared with blood. It was starting to feel like a CSI episode. In the background both boys are now screaming that Sam is dying, a dragon must have gotten into the house and attacked her- whatever it was they just knew it was something big!.
Still following the blood- I ended up in the laundry room. It looked like a bad slasher movie had been staged there. There was blood all over my new washing machine and dryer. I had a bad feeling that I was going to find a dead cat or three.
I turned the corned and there was Mama cat- calming cleaning herself & purring????? Okay she was fine- I started looking for the other two. Found them hiding in the old bathroom. checked all the cats and none of them had any blood on them. But there was blood everywhere else.
So I started cleaning up- I should have called in professionals- blood is hard to get off. Sam's injuries were pretty minor. One pierced & mangled ear (still thinking about getting her an ear ring). Nose bit scratched up, long scratch on her butt (she must have been trying to get away).
After all the blood was cleaned up and the injured treated, I went back to check on the cats. Sam (being the incredibly intelligent dog she is) followed me back. But as soon as she saw Mama she dropped on her belly and started slinking & whining. My pitt bull is terrified of my cat.
I can't decide if it is funny or really sad. In her defense, I will say that she is very protective and does get quite aggressive when strangers come to the house- So she is still a good guard dog- and amazing with the boys. But perhaps we should put up a Beware of Cat sign lol
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Well Alrighty then!
Well its been quite a morning & its only 8:30am! The dog got loose and ran all over the neighborhood dragging part of her chain (the 4th one she has broken) its rated for 250lbs - bullshit! she only weights 49 pounds and while she is very strong and a pitt bull- this is getting a bit stupid.
So, there I was.. looking like a crazy person- in my pajamas (which of course didn't match) & slipper chasing the dog. No wonder she ran from me- when we came back and I looked in a mirror- I scared myself. Hair all wild and
standing up all over the place. Scary. Finally caught her by playing ball with the neighbor's dog (that really pissed Sam off- so of course she came over to intervene lol). Only problem is that now everyone in the neighborhood knows exactly how bad I look in the morning. All of this by 7:30am
Meanwhile, Since my darling husband had to work this morning, he and the boys were in the living room waiting not very patiently for breakfast & coffee.
Of course everyone wanted something different. Sorry guys- your grandma doesn't live here! I will fix one breakfast you can either eat it and be thrilled that you got it or you can do without.
With Sam caught- boys happily eating & the big one drinking coffee I finally think that I will be able to sit down a minute and have a cup of coffee myself- NOT.
We have to figure out what colors we are going to paint the soffets & facia, so Bill has to have pictures that he can load on this site to play around with colors. Of course the pictures have to edited first because I took them in the middle of the day (for the historical society) and the sun caused too many shadows. Fine.. I did the pictures. Still want to have a cup of coffee- just need everyone to sit the F*** Down and leave me alone a few minutes- no one should be forced to run before having coffee!
Pictures edited and uploaded- everyone happy- Daddy off to work, boys dressed, Sam caught, cat boxes cleaned, load of laundry started, dishwasher unloaded, floors mopped (this only happened because of course while chasing the dog I must have stepped in every pile of shit in the neighborhood and tracked it in the house).
Hopefully I can at least finish my coffee before the next round of mayhem!
So, there I was.. looking like a crazy person- in my pajamas (which of course didn't match) & slipper chasing the dog. No wonder she ran from me- when we came back and I looked in a mirror- I scared myself. Hair all wild and
standing up all over the place. Scary. Finally caught her by playing ball with the neighbor's dog (that really pissed Sam off- so of course she came over to intervene lol). Only problem is that now everyone in the neighborhood knows exactly how bad I look in the morning. All of this by 7:30am
Meanwhile, Since my darling husband had to work this morning, he and the boys were in the living room waiting not very patiently for breakfast & coffee.
Of course everyone wanted something different. Sorry guys- your grandma doesn't live here! I will fix one breakfast you can either eat it and be thrilled that you got it or you can do without.
With Sam caught- boys happily eating & the big one drinking coffee I finally think that I will be able to sit down a minute and have a cup of coffee myself- NOT.
We have to figure out what colors we are going to paint the soffets & facia, so Bill has to have pictures that he can load on this site to play around with colors. Of course the pictures have to edited first because I took them in the middle of the day (for the historical society) and the sun caused too many shadows. Fine.. I did the pictures. Still want to have a cup of coffee- just need everyone to sit the F*** Down and leave me alone a few minutes- no one should be forced to run before having coffee!
Pictures edited and uploaded- everyone happy- Daddy off to work, boys dressed, Sam caught, cat boxes cleaned, load of laundry started, dishwasher unloaded, floors mopped (this only happened because of course while chasing the dog I must have stepped in every pile of shit in the neighborhood and tracked it in the house).
Hopefully I can at least finish my coffee before the next round of mayhem!
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Frustrated!!!!
I am so F***ing Frustrated! The doctors still have no F***ing idea whats going on. Its now been 2 months with constant pain. First it was ulcers & my gallbladder but the CT scan and ultrasound were negative for any inflamation/stones or blockage on my gallbladder. All blood tests have come back normal- with the exception of my liver (but those low levels are from anemia & lack of protein- which isn't surprising since I can't eat!!! & have lost 28 pounds since this started) The Gastroscope showed no ulcers, but did show inflamation in my stomach. Now the doctor wants to do a nuclear scan & exploratory surgery. He still thinks it is my gallbladder. He also thinks that scar tissue (adhesions) is so severe that I will need a complete hysterectomy. The exploratory surgery is the 29th- what a way to screw up the holidays! Hanuakkah is the 1st of december. This sucks!!!!!!!!!
The doctor is "concerned" that he won't be able to see anything because of all of the scar tissue. IF that is the case then he wants to just gut me and get it over with. I can see his point but really I don't need a 5-8 week recovery time. I can't be out of commission that long with my kids. My husbands parents can't take the boys- their health is horrible. My husband can't take any more vacation till after January. I really hope we can avoid the big surgery. I don't want to go through menopause the hard way, right now.
And just to put some icing on the cake - the roofers still have not started on the roof yet! We actually got a couple of snow flakes yesterday!!!!.
Holy F***ing Monkey Poo!
Where is the scarecrow & that damn wizard when you need them!
At least I can drink coffee again.
Stay tuned- I am sure there will be more cussing :) but other than all of the above- everything is fine and lovely :)
The doctor is "concerned" that he won't be able to see anything because of all of the scar tissue. IF that is the case then he wants to just gut me and get it over with. I can see his point but really I don't need a 5-8 week recovery time. I can't be out of commission that long with my kids. My husbands parents can't take the boys- their health is horrible. My husband can't take any more vacation till after January. I really hope we can avoid the big surgery. I don't want to go through menopause the hard way, right now.
And just to put some icing on the cake - the roofers still have not started on the roof yet! We actually got a couple of snow flakes yesterday!!!!.
Holy F***ing Monkey Poo!
Where is the scarecrow & that damn wizard when you need them!
At least I can drink coffee again.
Stay tuned- I am sure there will be more cussing :) but other than all of the above- everything is fine and lovely :)
Monday, November 8, 2010
Peta & Bikers
So, I saw a news clip of some animal rights activist throwing paint on an unbelievably skinny chic because she was wearing a fur. It occurred to me that you never see those people hanging out at biker bars or motorcycle rallies throwing paint on the bikers.
Now don't misunderstand. I very against animal abuse! But Food is Food. Circle of life and all that. So I really don't see a problem in using the skin or fur of an animal that is going to be eaten. Waste not, Want not and all.
But I do think it would be pretty funny to see a protester show up at oh, let's say Sturgis and start throwing paint. I wonder how long they would last. That's probably why you don't see it happen, it's much easier to throw paint on an anorexic chic than some guy that might not have a problem ripping off your ears and making you eat them.
I'm just saying, if you have protest something at least be fair about it and protest everyone- equally! It just not American to leave certain groups out just because they will probably kick your ass.
Now don't misunderstand. I very against animal abuse! But Food is Food. Circle of life and all that. So I really don't see a problem in using the skin or fur of an animal that is going to be eaten. Waste not, Want not and all.
But I do think it would be pretty funny to see a protester show up at oh, let's say Sturgis and start throwing paint. I wonder how long they would last. That's probably why you don't see it happen, it's much easier to throw paint on an anorexic chic than some guy that might not have a problem ripping off your ears and making you eat them.
I'm just saying, if you have protest something at least be fair about it and protest everyone- equally! It just not American to leave certain groups out just because they will probably kick your ass.
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