Today I had to take Argo to the vet. It seems that my big boy is not only a lover, but a fighter. In the almost year we've had him, he's been to the vet twice for fighting. It's almost like being sent to the principles office.
Last night, Dan noticed that Argo kept squinting. Since he has so much fur, it's hard to see if anything was wrong. Dan held him down while I opened his eye, and saw nothing to show it was hurt. But I felt something hard on his eyebrow. So I thought maybe he got a thorn or something stuck. I pulled and it pulled off a scab. Suddenly there was puss and blood pouring out. Yuck.
I grabbed some tissues and just kept sqeezing. It actually had a smell to it. I almost gagged. but I got to the point where it was just blood coming out, and by then he was pretty much done with me. Dan let him go and he jumped off the bed to wash himself.
Normally I would have washed him up with peroxide and kept an eye on it, but since it was on his face, I didn't feel comfortable doing that. So I made and appointment to take him in today.
For some reason, although I think it might be depression over Brians death, worry over feeling like I'm not being there for my family, and concern that I don't know what to do to help them, I have been sleeping off. I didn't get out of bed today until 1 pm and that was only because my auntie called. And for the last two days I have not been eating. or rather I've been binge eating. I don't eat for hours, then maybe I will eat tons of candy bars, or make Dan get me something from a fast food place. Then I go hours of not eating again.
This morning was no different. I had a pepsi and a handful of potato chips. Took a bath and then had to chase Argo down to get him in the carrier. I was so tired when that was done, that I almost couldn't carry him down the stairs.
I got him in the car and noticed that it was really hot. I turned on the airconditioner and pumped it up to full blast. It helped a little. I got to the Vet's office and had to haul this heavy cat up a flight of stairs. I was exhausted. We got into the exam room and the Dr. stuck the themometer in Argo. I felt bad. His dignity had been impuned. But it was repaired when he was weighted. They said he's 15 pounds. I don't think they left him on the scale long enough. I'm sure he's closer to 20.
After they got more puss out, they gave him an injection of antibiotic and sent us on our way. While I was waiting for the bill to be pulled up I got dizzy. The world went in and out of focus. I suddenly felt sick to my tummy. I was so hot I could feel my body just sweating. The assistant asked if I was ok. I had to ask if I could use their restroom and thought I would vomit. But the feeling passed. I got a wet cloth and wiped my face. When I went out the assistant had a cup of water for me. I had to sit for a few minutes and then felt better. I thanked them and got Argo to the car. We stopped at Arby's and I got a sandwich and drink. Once I ate I felt so much better.
I guess I need to make sure I eat before I drive. Scary.
Argo was only $65.00 in his visit. Yay. I was worried he'd be more. He has to have antibiotics twice a day. That ought to be a blast. lol But he's good.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Saturday, May 22, 2010
loss of a friend and brother
My brother Brian died yesterday. The shock is still in me.
I just don't understand. He was 1 month shy of his 36 year. We've been friends since Lorie first brought me home from school and introduced me to her little (haha) brother.
I find myself feeling so angry at him. WHY, WHY, WHY?!?!?! He had a little too much to drink, and passed out. We don't know for sure yet, but we think that he vomited and then suffocated because of it.
So not fair! He was a great dad, great friend, great brother, and great person.
My head is so full of thougths and memories. I hope to put them to paper in the next few days. Iwould like his two young boys to know things about their dad before they came along. I want them to know what I know about him. What I felt and what I remember. I want to tell them of his love for them. Of his sweet soul and kind heart.
Tonight Jaxson asked what a soul looks like. Grampa told him that your soul looks just like you when you had a body. Then he asked if a soul could be seen. Not by us, Grampa explained. Jaxson was worried and asked if God could see it? Yes baby, God can see your daddy's soul. He is with Daddy now. Can souls fly or do they walk? We don't know, Grampa says, but Denise says I think they can do both.
God I will miss you Brian. Now I wish I had said the things I wanted and talked to you more. I hope you know how proud of you and how much I love you. You are in my heart.
I just don't understand. He was 1 month shy of his 36 year. We've been friends since Lorie first brought me home from school and introduced me to her little (haha) brother.
I find myself feeling so angry at him. WHY, WHY, WHY?!?!?! He had a little too much to drink, and passed out. We don't know for sure yet, but we think that he vomited and then suffocated because of it.
So not fair! He was a great dad, great friend, great brother, and great person.
My head is so full of thougths and memories. I hope to put them to paper in the next few days. Iwould like his two young boys to know things about their dad before they came along. I want them to know what I know about him. What I felt and what I remember. I want to tell them of his love for them. Of his sweet soul and kind heart.
Tonight Jaxson asked what a soul looks like. Grampa told him that your soul looks just like you when you had a body. Then he asked if a soul could be seen. Not by us, Grampa explained. Jaxson was worried and asked if God could see it? Yes baby, God can see your daddy's soul. He is with Daddy now. Can souls fly or do they walk? We don't know, Grampa says, but Denise says I think they can do both.
God I will miss you Brian. Now I wish I had said the things I wanted and talked to you more. I hope you know how proud of you and how much I love you. You are in my heart.
Friday, May 21, 2010
shopping at Roberts part 2
I've been doing so well in my recovery that I was thinking I should go back to work a week early. I'm only getting 60% of my pay, so it would be a good idea. But after yesterday, I am going to re-think my strategy.
Beth came to my house for a get-a-way from her house, and we decided to go to Robert's crafts again as they are now at 90% off. Oddly enough we were there for almost 2 hours. Beth is a deep shopper and I have to admit she does find some awesome stuff, but she just is too much of a shopper for me.
I found some great bargains and this really cool picture frame. It has lettering on it that says: Friends are what make this life great. and a place for 4 pictures. I have to think of where to put it, but I'm excited to get it up. My friends are my family, just like my family members are my friends.
Beth found embrodery patterns and had to go through quite a few. I was so worn out that I found a box of pattern books and sat on the floor to go through them, just so I could rest. This is when I realized that for my first outing after my surgery, I am not ready to go back to work just yet. I need a little more time.
By the time I got Beth ready to go, there was a pretty long line to check out. I stood in line and let Beth wander the few more rows of stuff. We got to the check out finally and she went first. I got called a few moments later to a different checker, and was done long before Beth. I was kind of shocked because even though everything was 90% off, all I bought still came to $35.00. The frame by the way was my most expensive purchase at $70.99. ($7.10). I stood by Beth and waited for her check out. It came to just under a hundred dollars. OUCH! and it was funny because almost everything she bought fit in one bag.
I have a feeling that everyone will be getting some sort of pillow or sampler from her this Christmas.
After we stopped for dinner because I was starving. We talked for some time. I love spending time with Beth. Shes funny and interesting and it makes me feel like I have a big sister. I love my 5 greatest friends for just that reason. Beth because she's a tiny bit older and is like my big sis. Charlotte because she's like my goofy fun loving sis. Lorie because she's like my twin. We know each other so well we can finish each others sentences. And Stef because she's just like my little sis, someone who I can share advise with and is always up for a challenge. how lucky I am to have these women in my life!
After dinner we went to see my Auntie Elaine. She looked better than I expected, but she didn't look good. Her poor feet were so swollen I couldn't stop staring. They looked like they were going to pop at any moment. She assured Beth and I that a team was going to come in to address them today, but I'm still concerned. She just can't take care of herself anymore. I hope we can get her into somewhere that can help us make sure she's safe and secure.
We talked for a while and then it was 10 pm and visiting hours were over. I am going to go out tomorrow and get some flowers and such for her room. Also some headphones and bring in some movies so she can watch on her laptop. I was dismayed to see that she had to share a room with someone. I know that's usually how it is at a care center, but still. It's so hard because you don't get any privacy at all.
But today is a day of rest. I have been very worn out from all I did yesterday, and have no desire to even do anything today. But dishes are calling out to me, and the least I could do is empty the clean dishes out of the washer and refill it. Sigh......
Beth came to my house for a get-a-way from her house, and we decided to go to Robert's crafts again as they are now at 90% off. Oddly enough we were there for almost 2 hours. Beth is a deep shopper and I have to admit she does find some awesome stuff, but she just is too much of a shopper for me.
I found some great bargains and this really cool picture frame. It has lettering on it that says: Friends are what make this life great. and a place for 4 pictures. I have to think of where to put it, but I'm excited to get it up. My friends are my family, just like my family members are my friends.
Beth found embrodery patterns and had to go through quite a few. I was so worn out that I found a box of pattern books and sat on the floor to go through them, just so I could rest. This is when I realized that for my first outing after my surgery, I am not ready to go back to work just yet. I need a little more time.
By the time I got Beth ready to go, there was a pretty long line to check out. I stood in line and let Beth wander the few more rows of stuff. We got to the check out finally and she went first. I got called a few moments later to a different checker, and was done long before Beth. I was kind of shocked because even though everything was 90% off, all I bought still came to $35.00. The frame by the way was my most expensive purchase at $70.99. ($7.10). I stood by Beth and waited for her check out. It came to just under a hundred dollars. OUCH! and it was funny because almost everything she bought fit in one bag.
I have a feeling that everyone will be getting some sort of pillow or sampler from her this Christmas.
After we stopped for dinner because I was starving. We talked for some time. I love spending time with Beth. Shes funny and interesting and it makes me feel like I have a big sister. I love my 5 greatest friends for just that reason. Beth because she's a tiny bit older and is like my big sis. Charlotte because she's like my goofy fun loving sis. Lorie because she's like my twin. We know each other so well we can finish each others sentences. And Stef because she's just like my little sis, someone who I can share advise with and is always up for a challenge. how lucky I am to have these women in my life!
After dinner we went to see my Auntie Elaine. She looked better than I expected, but she didn't look good. Her poor feet were so swollen I couldn't stop staring. They looked like they were going to pop at any moment. She assured Beth and I that a team was going to come in to address them today, but I'm still concerned. She just can't take care of herself anymore. I hope we can get her into somewhere that can help us make sure she's safe and secure.
We talked for a while and then it was 10 pm and visiting hours were over. I am going to go out tomorrow and get some flowers and such for her room. Also some headphones and bring in some movies so she can watch on her laptop. I was dismayed to see that she had to share a room with someone. I know that's usually how it is at a care center, but still. It's so hard because you don't get any privacy at all.
But today is a day of rest. I have been very worn out from all I did yesterday, and have no desire to even do anything today. But dishes are calling out to me, and the least I could do is empty the clean dishes out of the washer and refill it. Sigh......
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
smells like....... wet cat.
I slept almost all day. I mean I slept until like 3 pm. I don't think I was tired so much as bored. lol. I am still a bit weak from the surgery but I think I might go back to work early. We'll have to see. I finally took a bath. I wasn't supposed to bathe for 5 days. Showers were ok, but honestly I just didn't feel up to it. However the stink of myself got to me and so after finding something to eat, and emailing Dan to beg for Apollo burger for dinner, I got into the tub.
I love a good tub. I mean there is nothing more relaxing to me than a warm soak with a good book. I had a nice cold diet caffiene free coke, a book I've never read, a bath pillow, and hot water. AAAAHHHHH
It's been raining all day, but it's been fairly warm rain. I mean I don't think it's cold enough to close the back door, so the cats have been able to go in and out. Although Argo now thinks that I should have to open the bedroom door for him. I told him only in an emergency or when the dogs come to visit, but that I am not his personal door man. He wasn't pleased, but accepted it because I just walked away.
back to my bath......
So there I was. All cozy, relaxed and happy. Reading my new book and minding my own business when suddenly my baby TigerStripe Ulysses S Boe decides to get into the tub with me. When he was a small kitten he would jump onto the side of the tub and then climb onto my chest and curl up. It was cute. Especially because he was, well, small. He's not nearly so small now. But I usually let him up, tell him to mind his claws and he lays there for a few minutes and leaves. But this time, he was all wet. Yep, I think he purposely went out in the rain, walked in the dirt, and made sure he was wet and muddy and then came to the bath. This cat isn't usally shy of water. He loves to lay in the bathroom sink and let us turn the tap on. He's gone swiming in our little kiddy pool a few times, and liked it. But I was not very happy to have cold, wet, muddy paws all over my chest.
I tried to get him to leave, but he was determined to love on me. Kept nuzzeling my face and purring in my ear. I finally sat up to see if I could get him to leave and instead he climbed up to my shoulder and dug in his claws. When I twisted to get him down, he slid down my back and into the tub water. I don't think that was what he intended to do though. He stood there for a moment with a holy crap look on his face. Then he made a 3 foot leap over the edge of the tub missing the tote I use for a table and almost hit the edge of the open door. After that he sat on the carpet outside the bathroom and washed himself. Meanwhile I now have muddy paw prints all over my skin, and dirty bath water. yuck.
So I had to drain the tub and finish my bath. When Dan got home, he laughed and laughed until I told him that after I finished my shower and I went into our room, Tiger was laying on his side of the bed. HAHAHAHA that's what he gets for laughing at me. A wet Tiger size spot on his side of the bed.
I love a good tub. I mean there is nothing more relaxing to me than a warm soak with a good book. I had a nice cold diet caffiene free coke, a book I've never read, a bath pillow, and hot water. AAAAHHHHH
It's been raining all day, but it's been fairly warm rain. I mean I don't think it's cold enough to close the back door, so the cats have been able to go in and out. Although Argo now thinks that I should have to open the bedroom door for him. I told him only in an emergency or when the dogs come to visit, but that I am not his personal door man. He wasn't pleased, but accepted it because I just walked away.
back to my bath......
So there I was. All cozy, relaxed and happy. Reading my new book and minding my own business when suddenly my baby TigerStripe Ulysses S Boe decides to get into the tub with me. When he was a small kitten he would jump onto the side of the tub and then climb onto my chest and curl up. It was cute. Especially because he was, well, small. He's not nearly so small now. But I usually let him up, tell him to mind his claws and he lays there for a few minutes and leaves. But this time, he was all wet. Yep, I think he purposely went out in the rain, walked in the dirt, and made sure he was wet and muddy and then came to the bath. This cat isn't usally shy of water. He loves to lay in the bathroom sink and let us turn the tap on. He's gone swiming in our little kiddy pool a few times, and liked it. But I was not very happy to have cold, wet, muddy paws all over my chest.
I tried to get him to leave, but he was determined to love on me. Kept nuzzeling my face and purring in my ear. I finally sat up to see if I could get him to leave and instead he climbed up to my shoulder and dug in his claws. When I twisted to get him down, he slid down my back and into the tub water. I don't think that was what he intended to do though. He stood there for a moment with a holy crap look on his face. Then he made a 3 foot leap over the edge of the tub missing the tote I use for a table and almost hit the edge of the open door. After that he sat on the carpet outside the bathroom and washed himself. Meanwhile I now have muddy paw prints all over my skin, and dirty bath water. yuck.
So I had to drain the tub and finish my bath. When Dan got home, he laughed and laughed until I told him that after I finished my shower and I went into our room, Tiger was laying on his side of the bed. HAHAHAHA that's what he gets for laughing at me. A wet Tiger size spot on his side of the bed.
Monday, May 17, 2010
show of respect & love or Cattiness & possessiveness?
I have always been told that a cat who will wash himself in front of you, is showing you respect and love. He is saying to you: " you are important enough to me that I will show you my sacred cleaning ritual, and you will be impressed." But what does it say when the cat sees you with the dog you are babysitting, climbs into your lap and then proceeds to clean himself?
I fear that Tiger is jealous of Miss Lily, and is showing his possesiveness by climbing onto me at every chance. Especially when I sit outside while she runs around. I hold him and assure him I love him very much, and he just nuzzels on me, and then looks at her and begins to wash himself.
It's almost like seeing a child get an icecream and then showing it off to all the other children who didn't get one. If he was a real boy, I would be deeply embarrassed.
The dogs go home today, and I know as fact that Argo will rejoice. He is the only other cat besides Tiger that has braved the dogs. He unlike Tiger though, will not go head to head, but he has perfected the tease. We have a baby gate up between our bedrooms and the rest of the house. This way the Cats have a place to go with no dogs. Fortunatly we also have a sliding glass door in our bedroom so they can still get out of the house. Argo enjoys standing on the other side of the baby gate and teasing Lily. She gets all worked up seeing him there. She's even gotten Chewy to bark with her, although I'm pretty sure he has no idea why.
Having the dogs has been fun, but it has reminded me of all the things that go along with them. It's been really difficult for me to watch Chewy trying to get around and such. Being 16 in dog years is a real bitch from what I see. I have spent most of the weekend praying he stays happy and moving. I don't know what I would have done if he got sick and passed away on my watch. Lily has been a joy. Se's so well behaved. Comes when called and stays in the yard. Her only issue as far as I am concerned is her need to chase my cats. lol
Patches has been pretty good with the dogs here. The gate is a blessing and while she's unhappy she can't sit with her daddy, she isn't showing her unhappiness by peeing all over my stuff. The Princess was trapped downstairs the first night the dogs were here. We didn't realize until the next day we hadn't seen her. Dan found her under the family room couch, scared to death. (I don't understand why. When I first got her she lived with two dogs for over a year). Now she is in the bedroom and content because the gate is out far enough that she can still get to the bathroom to do her shower guard duties,
Meela is my biggest worry. She got chased by Lily the other day. She's such a timid creature, and I hope this hasn't scarred her. She's taken almost a year to get to the point of sitting with us.
Right now I am sitting outside and have been since 7:30 am. What the heck? I have had to push Tiger off twice and call Lily back a couple of times from the side of the yard w/no fence. Chewy had gamboled around a few times, but I think he's done for the morning as he went back into the house. Andy and Stef should have gotten home last night. We thought they would pick the dogs up then, but found out that they would be getting back late. Dan and I offered to keep the dogs another night, and they were happy. So my puppies will go home today, and my kitties will get their house back. And all will be right in the Boe house again.
I fear that Tiger is jealous of Miss Lily, and is showing his possesiveness by climbing onto me at every chance. Especially when I sit outside while she runs around. I hold him and assure him I love him very much, and he just nuzzels on me, and then looks at her and begins to wash himself.
It's almost like seeing a child get an icecream and then showing it off to all the other children who didn't get one. If he was a real boy, I would be deeply embarrassed.
The dogs go home today, and I know as fact that Argo will rejoice. He is the only other cat besides Tiger that has braved the dogs. He unlike Tiger though, will not go head to head, but he has perfected the tease. We have a baby gate up between our bedrooms and the rest of the house. This way the Cats have a place to go with no dogs. Fortunatly we also have a sliding glass door in our bedroom so they can still get out of the house. Argo enjoys standing on the other side of the baby gate and teasing Lily. She gets all worked up seeing him there. She's even gotten Chewy to bark with her, although I'm pretty sure he has no idea why.
Having the dogs has been fun, but it has reminded me of all the things that go along with them. It's been really difficult for me to watch Chewy trying to get around and such. Being 16 in dog years is a real bitch from what I see. I have spent most of the weekend praying he stays happy and moving. I don't know what I would have done if he got sick and passed away on my watch. Lily has been a joy. Se's so well behaved. Comes when called and stays in the yard. Her only issue as far as I am concerned is her need to chase my cats. lol
Patches has been pretty good with the dogs here. The gate is a blessing and while she's unhappy she can't sit with her daddy, she isn't showing her unhappiness by peeing all over my stuff. The Princess was trapped downstairs the first night the dogs were here. We didn't realize until the next day we hadn't seen her. Dan found her under the family room couch, scared to death. (I don't understand why. When I first got her she lived with two dogs for over a year). Now she is in the bedroom and content because the gate is out far enough that she can still get to the bathroom to do her shower guard duties,
Meela is my biggest worry. She got chased by Lily the other day. She's such a timid creature, and I hope this hasn't scarred her. She's taken almost a year to get to the point of sitting with us.
Right now I am sitting outside and have been since 7:30 am. What the heck? I have had to push Tiger off twice and call Lily back a couple of times from the side of the yard w/no fence. Chewy had gamboled around a few times, but I think he's done for the morning as he went back into the house. Andy and Stef should have gotten home last night. We thought they would pick the dogs up then, but found out that they would be getting back late. Dan and I offered to keep the dogs another night, and they were happy. So my puppies will go home today, and my kitties will get their house back. And all will be right in the Boe house again.
Saturday, May 15, 2010
dog sitting in the great outdoors
It's so beautiful today. I just cannot resist being outside. I think this is the most I have been out of doors since last fall. I realize that March 21st is supposed to be the first day of spring, but since we've had the strangest weather, I am declaring today May 15th the first official day of Spring.
The sun is shining, the birds singing, the flowers blooming and I am sitting on my deck with my cat Tiger and the ever cute schnauzer Miss Lilly. Mr. Chewy is in the house enjoying a nice snooze after his morning stroll through the backyard. The other cats are of course hiding because Dogs are really not allowed in their world. I'm pretty sure if they could use a pen, they would sign a petition to stop us from dog sitting in the future.
dogs are like children in my world. I want one until I am forced to deal with it. Then I really must rethink my strategy. So far we've had two small accidents in the house. Both of course my fault, as the dogs are not litter trained nor should they have to be. Yesterdays puddle in the living room is because I was sleeping the drugs away. While I should have gotten up a second time and took them outside, I was in serious hopes that they would and could hold it until Dan got home. Of course how were the three of us to know he would take his time and come home an hour later than usual? No one should have to hold it for that long. *sigh*.
This mornings little mishap was because while they got outside at a good time. 7:00 am. I guess I didn't give them enough outdoor time to make sure that all functions were done. Someone left a small poop in the kitchen. Again my fault.
Now this really wouldn't have mattered at all if I could have just left the back door open and allowed them to roam out in the yard. But the strong crazy winds of March left my fence looking like a sad redneck yard with missing teeth. The dogs roam well when I'm outside, but I can't just leave them to their own devices.
The pepper plant is not looking so well. I think I should have held off another week before planting it, but I am in hopes of a great recovery. Beth thinks that she and I can build me a planter box. Something that sits off the ground and is waist high. I would love to grow some cucumbers and zucchinni and maybe even a watermelon. Beth says she wants a salsa garden, and I have to say that sounds nice too.
The wasps and hornets are out in force. I really wish they were bumble bees instead, but I guess that's not going to happen. Right now they have several small nests around the backyard. Including the dog house we keep for the stray cats. I hate to have Dan kill them, but they will be a big nusence when we have BBQ's. With Memorial Day coming up, we need to get them taken care of. I don't want anyone getting stung like last year. But i do need them to pollenate my tomatos and peppers. So it's a total catch 22.
The cherry tree is looking good. I have a feeling that the cherries are still going to be quite a few. i'm resigned to that, and will look forward to seeing if Meredith's boyfriend will want to pick them. Dan wants me to get Jill and her hubby to bring some friends and dig up the already established small cherry tree that is right next to our house. I think we actually have to wait until fall so we don't kill it, but I will make sure. I would love for her to have it and for it to leave my yard.
We missed the clean up days in the neighborhood, so for another year the redneck yard bosts of 3 BBQ's where only one works. Also to mine and Dan's chargrin, we never did get the pumpkins out of the garage, Rotten pumpkin anyone?
Well I'm going to gather the dogs, (Chewy made it out the door for a bit) and go lay down. My leg is still very sore and is bugging me now that I've been sitting so long. *huff*, I can't wait until I can walk normal again.
The sun is shining, the birds singing, the flowers blooming and I am sitting on my deck with my cat Tiger and the ever cute schnauzer Miss Lilly. Mr. Chewy is in the house enjoying a nice snooze after his morning stroll through the backyard. The other cats are of course hiding because Dogs are really not allowed in their world. I'm pretty sure if they could use a pen, they would sign a petition to stop us from dog sitting in the future.
dogs are like children in my world. I want one until I am forced to deal with it. Then I really must rethink my strategy. So far we've had two small accidents in the house. Both of course my fault, as the dogs are not litter trained nor should they have to be. Yesterdays puddle in the living room is because I was sleeping the drugs away. While I should have gotten up a second time and took them outside, I was in serious hopes that they would and could hold it until Dan got home. Of course how were the three of us to know he would take his time and come home an hour later than usual? No one should have to hold it for that long. *sigh*.
This mornings little mishap was because while they got outside at a good time. 7:00 am. I guess I didn't give them enough outdoor time to make sure that all functions were done. Someone left a small poop in the kitchen. Again my fault.
Now this really wouldn't have mattered at all if I could have just left the back door open and allowed them to roam out in the yard. But the strong crazy winds of March left my fence looking like a sad redneck yard with missing teeth. The dogs roam well when I'm outside, but I can't just leave them to their own devices.
The pepper plant is not looking so well. I think I should have held off another week before planting it, but I am in hopes of a great recovery. Beth thinks that she and I can build me a planter box. Something that sits off the ground and is waist high. I would love to grow some cucumbers and zucchinni and maybe even a watermelon. Beth says she wants a salsa garden, and I have to say that sounds nice too.
The wasps and hornets are out in force. I really wish they were bumble bees instead, but I guess that's not going to happen. Right now they have several small nests around the backyard. Including the dog house we keep for the stray cats. I hate to have Dan kill them, but they will be a big nusence when we have BBQ's. With Memorial Day coming up, we need to get them taken care of. I don't want anyone getting stung like last year. But i do need them to pollenate my tomatos and peppers. So it's a total catch 22.
The cherry tree is looking good. I have a feeling that the cherries are still going to be quite a few. i'm resigned to that, and will look forward to seeing if Meredith's boyfriend will want to pick them. Dan wants me to get Jill and her hubby to bring some friends and dig up the already established small cherry tree that is right next to our house. I think we actually have to wait until fall so we don't kill it, but I will make sure. I would love for her to have it and for it to leave my yard.
We missed the clean up days in the neighborhood, so for another year the redneck yard bosts of 3 BBQ's where only one works. Also to mine and Dan's chargrin, we never did get the pumpkins out of the garage, Rotten pumpkin anyone?
Well I'm going to gather the dogs, (Chewy made it out the door for a bit) and go lay down. My leg is still very sore and is bugging me now that I've been sitting so long. *huff*, I can't wait until I can walk normal again.
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Answers, and such
For those of you who read the last post and wondered, yes, I did look it up. While I could not find a definitive answer on the term PEE, I did get some interesting facts I won't share, and one I will. It seems that in the middle ages the word Piss was a common word for urinating. It was used by all classes, but as time went by the Upper Classes stopped using it and considered it a crude word only used by those who were lower class beings.
So from a common term to a "swear" word. I have decided in my opionion that perhapse Pee comes from Piss. Probably some young upperclass child was admonished for using the word Piss and in chagrin, began referring to it as: "the P word" and hence the term Pee.
Now as for Poo. There were several refference to Poo on Wikipedia, but the only one that linked to meaning I was looking for was poop. When clicked on, this took me to a few more usages for the word, including poop deck, which I will admit I had no idea what it reffered to on a boat. (No I'm not telling you here. As my daddy used to say: look it up yourself. lol)
It was slightly facinating, and if I look at the dictionary, they say it might be from 1735 and was probably from the word powpen, or popen which is to blow a horn or break wind.
Poo is most likley, from somone being lazy and dropping the P. I hope they were descreate. haha.
Now that you've had a short lesson, I encourage you to look it up. While it may seem gross to some, it's kind of facinating when you read about it, and learn the strange unknown answers to the questions you have always had concerning poo, but would NEVER ask out loud.
So from a common term to a "swear" word. I have decided in my opionion that perhapse Pee comes from Piss. Probably some young upperclass child was admonished for using the word Piss and in chagrin, began referring to it as: "the P word" and hence the term Pee.
Now as for Poo. There were several refference to Poo on Wikipedia, but the only one that linked to meaning I was looking for was poop. When clicked on, this took me to a few more usages for the word, including poop deck, which I will admit I had no idea what it reffered to on a boat. (No I'm not telling you here. As my daddy used to say: look it up yourself. lol)
It was slightly facinating, and if I look at the dictionary, they say it might be from 1735 and was probably from the word powpen, or popen which is to blow a horn or break wind.
Poo is most likley, from somone being lazy and dropping the P. I hope they were descreate. haha.
Now that you've had a short lesson, I encourage you to look it up. While it may seem gross to some, it's kind of facinating when you read about it, and learn the strange unknown answers to the questions you have always had concerning poo, but would NEVER ask out loud.
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Random thought from the place where useless thoughts live
Today I had a very random thought. It's weird because while I have those all the time, I don't usually dwell on them as much as I have this one.
Today we had clients in the office and I said to a co-worker, softly, without thinking, " I'll be right back, I have to pee."
This is not something that would normally be said aloud to anyone by anyone over the age of 22, but there it was. I am not sure to be concerned that the response was "OK", but then again when you spend as much time with the same people everyday, responses can be automatic.
As my slight bit of shock wore off, I toddled past said clients and went on the restroom. During such time I pondered the word PEE. Where did it come from? Is is a slang? meaning from some other word? I would like to know. I mean who decided that the liquid secreated from our bodies would be called by a letter in the alphabet?
I beleive the proper term, should you feel the need to announce it, would be, I have to Urinate. or would that be, I need to urinate? Now my grammer is confused.
I know that nurses and other medical professionals call it Voiding, as in "Do you need to void?" Which is weird as well, but more understandable.
And then my random thought moved on to, who decided that the word would be POO? Who the heck suddenly decided, "We will call # 1 Pee and # 2 Poo, and this will be exceptable throughout the land"? And how did we come about numbering them? Did the mysterious they decide that everyone uninates first then deficates? Hence we should label them. If we went alphabetical then shouldn't it be I need to go A and then B?
Then my random thought went to, I wonder if I can find this out on Google or Wikipedia. But by the time I made it back to my desk, said random thought was gone.
However when I got home tonight, something I know not what, made me think of my random thought, and so it's here for all of you to read, scratch your head, think I've lost my mind, and then say: "hum.... I wonder if she looked it up?"
Today we had clients in the office and I said to a co-worker, softly, without thinking, " I'll be right back, I have to pee."
This is not something that would normally be said aloud to anyone by anyone over the age of 22, but there it was. I am not sure to be concerned that the response was "OK", but then again when you spend as much time with the same people everyday, responses can be automatic.
As my slight bit of shock wore off, I toddled past said clients and went on the restroom. During such time I pondered the word PEE. Where did it come from? Is is a slang? meaning from some other word? I would like to know. I mean who decided that the liquid secreated from our bodies would be called by a letter in the alphabet?
I beleive the proper term, should you feel the need to announce it, would be, I have to Urinate. or would that be, I need to urinate? Now my grammer is confused.
I know that nurses and other medical professionals call it Voiding, as in "Do you need to void?" Which is weird as well, but more understandable.
And then my random thought moved on to, who decided that the word would be POO? Who the heck suddenly decided, "We will call # 1 Pee and # 2 Poo, and this will be exceptable throughout the land"? And how did we come about numbering them? Did the mysterious they decide that everyone uninates first then deficates? Hence we should label them. If we went alphabetical then shouldn't it be I need to go A and then B?
Then my random thought went to, I wonder if I can find this out on Google or Wikipedia. But by the time I made it back to my desk, said random thought was gone.
However when I got home tonight, something I know not what, made me think of my random thought, and so it's here for all of you to read, scratch your head, think I've lost my mind, and then say: "hum.... I wonder if she looked it up?"
Monday, May 10, 2010
Irritated with Cricket
I have a cricket phone. I have had a cricket phone for 7 years. I have had the same damn phone number with cricket for 7 freaking years. I have only had two actual phones with cricket in my 7 years. 5 years ago my husband and I got the same exact type of cricket phones.
At the time the Razor phones were just losing out on the state of the art poles, but I still paid a darn pretty penny for them. For the most part I have been happy with my phone. Not so happy with my phone service. I don't understand why it is that EVERYWHERE I live I get the worst service. It's like cricket watches where I move and then decides that this area will no longer get good cricket service. I can get great reception until I pull into my cul-de-sac. As soon as I pass the entry, boom. There goes my phone.
But since I don't use it all that much at home, I stick with cricket because of the price and unlimited everything.
One of the things I love about my phone is that I can take pictures and send picture messages. Since my digital camera crashed, I have relied on my camera phone. I snap a pic, send it via text to my email, and there it is a moment later. I can post it to my blog, or facebook or send it to friends.
Last fall my picture messages stopped sending. I kept getting this dumb message that my message could not be sent, and no matter how many times I tried to send them, it failed.
I spent two and a half months with this, because I wasn't sure what was happening. I finally called cricket who's customer service department is in India. The pleasent girl who answered was robotic but understood what I was saying, and boom fixed the problem in seconds.
This week my phone did the same thing. So I called cricket and spoke to a poliet young man who proceded to brush me off. Get this, he told me that there was a "picture text outage" in my area and to give it an hour and it would fix itself. I tried to explain that he just needed to reset my phone and he pretended that he understood me and then said to wait an hour for the outage to be cleared up.
I hung up and used Dan's phone to take the pictures I wanted (see my garden). Gee it's amazing how an outage will effect my phone but not my husband's phone WHICH IS THE SAME DARN PHONE!
I have to calm down before I call them again. I don't want to dis another country because it's not their fault that they are being paid to take my call, but dang it! I want to speak to someone who has some personality, who isn't reading from a script, and who will listen to me.
I probably wouldn't get it if it was an American either, but at least they would understand me.
At the time the Razor phones were just losing out on the state of the art poles, but I still paid a darn pretty penny for them. For the most part I have been happy with my phone. Not so happy with my phone service. I don't understand why it is that EVERYWHERE I live I get the worst service. It's like cricket watches where I move and then decides that this area will no longer get good cricket service. I can get great reception until I pull into my cul-de-sac. As soon as I pass the entry, boom. There goes my phone.
But since I don't use it all that much at home, I stick with cricket because of the price and unlimited everything.
One of the things I love about my phone is that I can take pictures and send picture messages. Since my digital camera crashed, I have relied on my camera phone. I snap a pic, send it via text to my email, and there it is a moment later. I can post it to my blog, or facebook or send it to friends.
Last fall my picture messages stopped sending. I kept getting this dumb message that my message could not be sent, and no matter how many times I tried to send them, it failed.
I spent two and a half months with this, because I wasn't sure what was happening. I finally called cricket who's customer service department is in India. The pleasent girl who answered was robotic but understood what I was saying, and boom fixed the problem in seconds.
This week my phone did the same thing. So I called cricket and spoke to a poliet young man who proceded to brush me off. Get this, he told me that there was a "picture text outage" in my area and to give it an hour and it would fix itself. I tried to explain that he just needed to reset my phone and he pretended that he understood me and then said to wait an hour for the outage to be cleared up.
I hung up and used Dan's phone to take the pictures I wanted (see my garden). Gee it's amazing how an outage will effect my phone but not my husband's phone WHICH IS THE SAME DARN PHONE!
I have to calm down before I call them again. I don't want to dis another country because it's not their fault that they are being paid to take my call, but dang it! I want to speak to someone who has some personality, who isn't reading from a script, and who will listen to me.
I probably wouldn't get it if it was an American either, but at least they would understand me.
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Dan & Denise's Garden
We bought some tomato plants and pepper plants to grow. I was going to put them in a Topsy Turvy and see if my black thumb would turn slightly green enough to grow tomatoes that way. But when we were at the Evil Empire today I found this cool deck garden thing. We bought soil for vegetables and the garden and went home happily.....
Then we found out we needed to buy play sand for the base. Oops, Dan ran to Lowe's and picked some up. While he was gone I put the thing together. It was surprisingly very easy.
Once the base was filled we got ready to plant the tomoatoes. The instructions say to shove the roots up through the hole. Now that sounds simple, right? Except that the hole is about the size of a silver dollar, and the roots were, shall we say, a lot bigger than that. We decided to carefully squish the leaves through the hole and hope for the best. It seemed to have worked pretty darn well.
Then we filled the tray with the specially bought soil, and planted the Pepper plants on top. One is a green bell from Meredith, and the other is a yellow bell from E.E. We'll see how they grow.
Aparently I should be able to grow other veggies too. Dan and I would like to try to grow Herbs. My previous attempts at those failed miserably. But we're game.
Yay, Dan and Denise become gardeners.
A short note on the evils of Icecream men
I am sitting in my kitchen with the smell of spring on the air and the chirp birds singing a sweet melody when I am suddenly assalted with the most aweful of noises to adults and the best of noises to kids. The ICECREAM MAN is here in his noisey little van.
Normally I would look at this and allow fond memories of summers gone by to clog my head, but, he is playing CHRISTMAS MUSIC!!!! Does he have no shame? Doesn't he realize that we are sick and tired of cold weather and snowy mornings? I do not want to be reminded of winter, snow, or at this time the jolliest elf of all. He is playing "Here comes Santa Claus". I am actively wondering if Dan has bullets for his rifle.......
I guess the Icecream man thinks that if he plays something the kids recognize they will come running. My personal opinion at this time is that if I had kids, they would be very disapointed as they will get no icecream from a jerk who has the nerve to play Christmas music on Mothers day.
Now to plant my tomatos and peppers.....
Normally I would look at this and allow fond memories of summers gone by to clog my head, but, he is playing CHRISTMAS MUSIC!!!! Does he have no shame? Doesn't he realize that we are sick and tired of cold weather and snowy mornings? I do not want to be reminded of winter, snow, or at this time the jolliest elf of all. He is playing "Here comes Santa Claus". I am actively wondering if Dan has bullets for his rifle.......
I guess the Icecream man thinks that if he plays something the kids recognize they will come running. My personal opinion at this time is that if I had kids, they would be very disapointed as they will get no icecream from a jerk who has the nerve to play Christmas music on Mothers day.
Now to plant my tomatos and peppers.....
No you can't come in here
We went to see Ironman 2 on Friday. It was a great movie. I totally enjoyed it. Even more than the first one. And Robert Downey Jr. in a black tanktop, is HOT.
After the movie Stef and I needed to go to the restroom. Dan who was not paying any attention to where we were going, tried to follow us into the ladies room. I had to turn at the door and tell him he couldn't come in here. We had a good laugh over that.
Afterwards we went to the Texas Roadhouse for dinner. It is Andy's birthday on Sunday, so we celebrated on then. Dan & Andy spent the 45 minute wait watching the cooks grilling the steaks. Poor Dan is determined to learn the grilling secrets.
We came back to our place for a little while after dinner. But we were all so tired that Andy and Stef left soon after. It was a good night.
After the movie Stef and I needed to go to the restroom. Dan who was not paying any attention to where we were going, tried to follow us into the ladies room. I had to turn at the door and tell him he couldn't come in here. We had a good laugh over that.
Afterwards we went to the Texas Roadhouse for dinner. It is Andy's birthday on Sunday, so we celebrated on then. Dan & Andy spent the 45 minute wait watching the cooks grilling the steaks. Poor Dan is determined to learn the grilling secrets.
We came back to our place for a little while after dinner. But we were all so tired that Andy and Stef left soon after. It was a good night.
Saturday, May 8, 2010
I haz internet access!
I will of course blog more later. I have some seriously funny stuff to write about. But I am just so freaking excited! For 3 months I have had a most expensive paperweight. When I went out on my leave of absence to have my heart and leg operated on, I asked Dan to buy me a laptop. I am not supposed to go up and down stairs or lift heavy stuff for at least 5 days, and of course my computer is downstairs.
So we found a nice laptop for $330.00 and he went to buy it and a wireless router so I could have internet access upstairs in our room while I recovered. But we have vonage as our main house phone, and the router Dan got wouldn't work with the Vonage router. Since we get lousy Ciricket service here at home, we need a main phone. Grrr
So there the laptop sat. Dan was discouraged and when that happens he tends to just let whatever it is go. I've had to poke and prod him to get this back on track, and he has steadfastly refused. But I am having another procedure done this coming week, and I want to use my laptop.
So I gave Dan a stern talking to, and told him that Stefanie had offered to let us try their old wireless router. His job was to get said router and give it a try. So Thursday night Andy brought the router and they hooked it up. By the time we got back from water aerobics it was late and we just sat around to chat for a little bit.
Then Friday we decided to go to see IronMan 2 and I did not get a chance to try out the laptop until this morning. YES!!! I am writing my first blog on my laptop in my bedroom. HAHAHAHAHA
Now I can sit on the deck or anywhere in the house and be in touch with the outside world. Between this and my MP3 Player I am going to be a HAPPY GIRL!
Thanks baby for getting my stuff up and running. I'll be back in a few......
So we found a nice laptop for $330.00 and he went to buy it and a wireless router so I could have internet access upstairs in our room while I recovered. But we have vonage as our main house phone, and the router Dan got wouldn't work with the Vonage router. Since we get lousy Ciricket service here at home, we need a main phone. Grrr
So there the laptop sat. Dan was discouraged and when that happens he tends to just let whatever it is go. I've had to poke and prod him to get this back on track, and he has steadfastly refused. But I am having another procedure done this coming week, and I want to use my laptop.
So I gave Dan a stern talking to, and told him that Stefanie had offered to let us try their old wireless router. His job was to get said router and give it a try. So Thursday night Andy brought the router and they hooked it up. By the time we got back from water aerobics it was late and we just sat around to chat for a little bit.
Then Friday we decided to go to see IronMan 2 and I did not get a chance to try out the laptop until this morning. YES!!! I am writing my first blog on my laptop in my bedroom. HAHAHAHAHA
Now I can sit on the deck or anywhere in the house and be in touch with the outside world. Between this and my MP3 Player I am going to be a HAPPY GIRL!
Thanks baby for getting my stuff up and running. I'll be back in a few......
Thursday, May 6, 2010
Spending Money I don't have on things I don't need.
Brandy and I went to SouperSalad for lunch today in Brickyard. As we were on our way back to work we noticed that the Roberts Crafts that is closing is now going to 75% off. Whooot Whooo!
We could not resist. They have a Halloween Trellis that is $72.00 that I want, but I was not about to pay that much for it. They had some Benches that Brandy wanted that were $150.00 each. When we went in, we found what we wanted and HOT DOG! The items were still there.
I bought my Trellis for $18.00 and Brandy got two benches for $80.00. I did spend a little more and bought some other stuff. Who can resist 75% off? They still have so much stuff. I know I should be careful with money, but really..... I was able to pick up a few things for Christmas gifts to certain crafters. I am going to have to drag myself back as there were some other things I want, but we didn't have the time to shop.
Now to get my craft room going. I have so many things to use.
We could not resist. They have a Halloween Trellis that is $72.00 that I want, but I was not about to pay that much for it. They had some Benches that Brandy wanted that were $150.00 each. When we went in, we found what we wanted and HOT DOG! The items were still there.
I bought my Trellis for $18.00 and Brandy got two benches for $80.00. I did spend a little more and bought some other stuff. Who can resist 75% off? They still have so much stuff. I know I should be careful with money, but really..... I was able to pick up a few things for Christmas gifts to certain crafters. I am going to have to drag myself back as there were some other things I want, but we didn't have the time to shop.
Now to get my craft room going. I have so many things to use.
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
10 more minutes please????
I had a really rough morning. I could not get up. I was so tired and even though I went to bed arly, I still was beat when the alarm went off at 5. I tripped myself down the stairs to get my cell phone and text Brandy. I'm not coming in until 9.
I barely made it back up to crawl back into bed and shove Dan over as he had already taken over my side of the mattress. When his alarm went off, he asked if I called off. Nope, just going in late. He reset the alarm and we snuggle back into the bed.
Fnally at about 7:20, he got up and got ready for work. I begged for 10 more minutes on the clock and he reset it for me. How sweet.
At 7:30 I got up and took my shower. I still had to stop at the store to get tortillas for the Cinco de Mayo potluck. So I hurried as quickly as I could and got out the door by 8:05. YAY me!
I stopped at Smith's on the way and had to walk through the bakery to get to the tortillas. Bad move for me, great move for Smith's. I ended up buying like $15.00 in baked goods. I was so hungry. I also cheated and bought a Diet Mountain Dew. I know I'm supposed to stay away from the caffine, but golly gee wiz Bob, I was still yawing.....
I got to work and unloaded the baked goodies. YUMMY!! I did take my insulin, but I don't know if it actually helped. *sigh*
Work was very slow. I did help out a couple of my co-workers, but for the most part I just waited for phone calls and did a little work on a project.
About an hour before it was time to go, I was sitting at my desk, listening to my co-workers talking and just sort of spacing out, when my phone rang. I'm still not used to it ringing like a normal phone. *between you and me I really miss the zip tone in my ear*.
I reached over and pushed the button to answer it, and even said: "Thank you for calling _____. This is Denise how may I help you?" but there was no answer. I reached up to adjust my headset, thinking my mic was up, when I realized that I didn't even have it on. LMAO!
I had to grab it off my desk quickly, and slip it on. My co-workers could not stop laughing, and I'm pretty sure my client heard me the first time and was wondering what happened. I guess I'm just going to have to sit there with my headset on all day.
It was finally time to go and I decided to make a stop at the Evil Empire *Wal-Mart*. About 6 months ago I found some very comfortable bras, and I wanted to get more. I have been to 3 different E.E.'s and only found them at one. The one I did find them at, only had 1 bra in my size. Pleanty in the other sizes, but only 1 in mine. The E.E. I went to tonight didn't have them either.
I'm begining to think that Dan's curse has rubbed off on me. Everytime he finds something he likes, (IE: Chips, brand of salsa, type of A1 sauce, particular dish at a resturant), it is limited edition or just isn't made anymore. So I think that because I LOVE these bras, I'm never going to find them again. GRRRRRR!!!!
I did pick up a couple of others, but they aren't like my fav. *shakes head sadly*
I also could not find the Topsy Turvey at that E.E. I've seen them at the others and just haven't bought one yet, but I'm getting Tomato plants from Meredith tomorrow and I wanted to plant them when I get home. I hope I can get them to grow and produce. Dan and I LOVE tomatoes and Iam excited to see how they grow. I did find a cute kit that grows Strawberries. It comes with a pot, plants, and soil. And so far pretty good instructions for growing. It was only $4.50 and I'm ever so hopeful.
Wish me luck that my black thumb will grow read berries and tomatoes.
I barely made it back up to crawl back into bed and shove Dan over as he had already taken over my side of the mattress. When his alarm went off, he asked if I called off. Nope, just going in late. He reset the alarm and we snuggle back into the bed.
Fnally at about 7:20, he got up and got ready for work. I begged for 10 more minutes on the clock and he reset it for me. How sweet.
At 7:30 I got up and took my shower. I still had to stop at the store to get tortillas for the Cinco de Mayo potluck. So I hurried as quickly as I could and got out the door by 8:05. YAY me!
I stopped at Smith's on the way and had to walk through the bakery to get to the tortillas. Bad move for me, great move for Smith's. I ended up buying like $15.00 in baked goods. I was so hungry. I also cheated and bought a Diet Mountain Dew. I know I'm supposed to stay away from the caffine, but golly gee wiz Bob, I was still yawing.....
I got to work and unloaded the baked goodies. YUMMY!! I did take my insulin, but I don't know if it actually helped. *sigh*
Work was very slow. I did help out a couple of my co-workers, but for the most part I just waited for phone calls and did a little work on a project.
About an hour before it was time to go, I was sitting at my desk, listening to my co-workers talking and just sort of spacing out, when my phone rang. I'm still not used to it ringing like a normal phone. *between you and me I really miss the zip tone in my ear*.
I reached over and pushed the button to answer it, and even said: "Thank you for calling _____. This is Denise how may I help you?" but there was no answer. I reached up to adjust my headset, thinking my mic was up, when I realized that I didn't even have it on. LMAO!
I had to grab it off my desk quickly, and slip it on. My co-workers could not stop laughing, and I'm pretty sure my client heard me the first time and was wondering what happened. I guess I'm just going to have to sit there with my headset on all day.
It was finally time to go and I decided to make a stop at the Evil Empire *Wal-Mart*. About 6 months ago I found some very comfortable bras, and I wanted to get more. I have been to 3 different E.E.'s and only found them at one. The one I did find them at, only had 1 bra in my size. Pleanty in the other sizes, but only 1 in mine. The E.E. I went to tonight didn't have them either.
I'm begining to think that Dan's curse has rubbed off on me. Everytime he finds something he likes, (IE: Chips, brand of salsa, type of A1 sauce, particular dish at a resturant), it is limited edition or just isn't made anymore. So I think that because I LOVE these bras, I'm never going to find them again. GRRRRRR!!!!
I did pick up a couple of others, but they aren't like my fav. *shakes head sadly*
I also could not find the Topsy Turvey at that E.E. I've seen them at the others and just haven't bought one yet, but I'm getting Tomato plants from Meredith tomorrow and I wanted to plant them when I get home. I hope I can get them to grow and produce. Dan and I LOVE tomatoes and Iam excited to see how they grow. I did find a cute kit that grows Strawberries. It comes with a pot, plants, and soil. And so far pretty good instructions for growing. It was only $4.50 and I'm ever so hopeful.
Wish me luck that my black thumb will grow read berries and tomatoes.
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
No food in the Poo Area
Water aerobics was tough tonight. I swear the water was more dense. It felt like I was working out in Jello. My legs are sore and my arms ache. It was a great work out, but whew, I was glad it was done.
One of the funny things that Stef and I see every time we go, is the sign in the just outside the womens locker room. It's freaking funny and we finally took the time today to get a picture of it.
I am just childish enough to giggle every time I read it.
No food or drink allowed in the Poo area. I can't tell if the L was left off on purpose, or if some punk scraped it off. But it cracks me up every time I see it.
The locker room was so warm when we changed clothes tonight, but I swear they shut the heat off the minute we get out of the pool. I love the showers as they are hot water, but it's hard to enjoy with so many people there. The good thing is that there is shower stalls and they have curtians. I finally got brave a couple weeks ago, and took my suit off in the shower. I then wrap my big beach towel around me and then move on to the locker area. I have found it's easier to wring the water out of my suit.
There are only two toilet stalls, so I have perfected the dressing w/out anyone seeing me in the locker area, rather than wait for a stall to open. Stef is still shy, which is ok. But she does have to wait longer to get dressed. lol. Tonight one of the other ladies told her that everyone is so worried about covering up while dressing, that they aren't looking at anyone else. It was funny because Stef told the lady that it was hard enough for her to stand naked in a towel waiting for a toilet stall, and she wasn't going to have to work on getting braver before dressing infront of others.
When I got home, my sweet husband had dinner ready to go. I don't know why but being in water seems to increase the need for food. I can eat something before aerobics and still be STARVING when we get out. The Steak was very tasty, but Dan is still working on his steakhouse perfection..... lol.
I just realized that I forgot to go to the store tonight. I am supposed to bring tortillas for our Cinco de Mayo pot luck at work tomorrow. I guess I'll be making a store run in the morning. I don't think I could make it now. It's still daylight outside, but my yawns are so hard my eyes are watering and I can hardly see to type. (It also doesn't help that I have a big fluffy orange cat standing infront of the computer screen).
I was thinking it is strange to be going to bed before it get's dark, but at this point I'm not going to have a problem with it. *yawn* good night......
One of the funny things that Stef and I see every time we go, is the sign in the just outside the womens locker room. It's freaking funny and we finally took the time today to get a picture of it.
I am just childish enough to giggle every time I read it.
No food or drink allowed in the Poo area. I can't tell if the L was left off on purpose, or if some punk scraped it off. But it cracks me up every time I see it.
The locker room was so warm when we changed clothes tonight, but I swear they shut the heat off the minute we get out of the pool. I love the showers as they are hot water, but it's hard to enjoy with so many people there. The good thing is that there is shower stalls and they have curtians. I finally got brave a couple weeks ago, and took my suit off in the shower. I then wrap my big beach towel around me and then move on to the locker area. I have found it's easier to wring the water out of my suit.
There are only two toilet stalls, so I have perfected the dressing w/out anyone seeing me in the locker area, rather than wait for a stall to open. Stef is still shy, which is ok. But she does have to wait longer to get dressed. lol. Tonight one of the other ladies told her that everyone is so worried about covering up while dressing, that they aren't looking at anyone else. It was funny because Stef told the lady that it was hard enough for her to stand naked in a towel waiting for a toilet stall, and she wasn't going to have to work on getting braver before dressing infront of others.
When I got home, my sweet husband had dinner ready to go. I don't know why but being in water seems to increase the need for food. I can eat something before aerobics and still be STARVING when we get out. The Steak was very tasty, but Dan is still working on his steakhouse perfection..... lol.
I just realized that I forgot to go to the store tonight. I am supposed to bring tortillas for our Cinco de Mayo pot luck at work tomorrow. I guess I'll be making a store run in the morning. I don't think I could make it now. It's still daylight outside, but my yawns are so hard my eyes are watering and I can hardly see to type. (It also doesn't help that I have a big fluffy orange cat standing infront of the computer screen).
I was thinking it is strange to be going to bed before it get's dark, but at this point I'm not going to have a problem with it. *yawn* good night......
The McDonalds let down
I've decided that I'm going to have to give up my McDonalds. They have just let me down too many times.
This morning it was so hard to get out of bed. I mean REALLY REALLY hard. But I did it, got myself together and left for work on time. I did make potatos for breakfast, but they didn't look very good, so I thought: "hey, I will just run through McD's and get something and make new potatoes for tomorrow when I get home."
I pulled into the drive thru, and ordered a #8. That's a sausage mcgriddle with hash browns and a diet coke. I pulled up to the window with the sign that says: "For faster service please have your payment ready." I even had my debit card in my hand. I give it over and the transaction goes very smooth. I pull up to the next window and wait. After what seemed like forever and I'm sure was only like 45 seconds the young guy hands me my diet coke and then asks me to pull ahead and they will run out my food.
What? It's a simple sandwhich and hashbrowns. I didn't order it specially made..... So I pull up, and wait, and wait, and wait. Three minutes later they come out with my food. Two other cars had gone through behind me. I wonder what they ordered????
I made it to work at one minute after 6. If my stinking food would have been ready I would have been early. GRRR. I suppose this is fates way of telling me to stop eating breakfast at McDonalds.
This morning it was so hard to get out of bed. I mean REALLY REALLY hard. But I did it, got myself together and left for work on time. I did make potatos for breakfast, but they didn't look very good, so I thought: "hey, I will just run through McD's and get something and make new potatoes for tomorrow when I get home."
I pulled into the drive thru, and ordered a #8. That's a sausage mcgriddle with hash browns and a diet coke. I pulled up to the window with the sign that says: "For faster service please have your payment ready." I even had my debit card in my hand. I give it over and the transaction goes very smooth. I pull up to the next window and wait. After what seemed like forever and I'm sure was only like 45 seconds the young guy hands me my diet coke and then asks me to pull ahead and they will run out my food.
What? It's a simple sandwhich and hashbrowns. I didn't order it specially made..... So I pull up, and wait, and wait, and wait. Three minutes later they come out with my food. Two other cars had gone through behind me. I wonder what they ordered????
I made it to work at one minute after 6. If my stinking food would have been ready I would have been early. GRRR. I suppose this is fates way of telling me to stop eating breakfast at McDonalds.
Monday, May 3, 2010
Blog Stalking
LOL. Today all my co-workers have been sharing our blog addresses. It's been fun because now we can be blog stalkers. I am laughing my hiney off because now we are all reading each others blogs. Shannon just turned to me to tell me she has a shoe box I can have for the cats, and Brandy just turned to Shannon to say: " You listen to 101.9 too? Isn't it the best?"
It's not like I spend more waking time with these people instead of my own husband, and yet we're all still fascinated with all the extras we don't get to hear about at work.
I predict that soon we will only talk on our blogs. Perhapse the new phrases at work will be: "So, how was your weekend?" "Read my blog."
It's not like I spend more waking time with these people instead of my own husband, and yet we're all still fascinated with all the extras we don't get to hear about at work.
I predict that soon we will only talk on our blogs. Perhapse the new phrases at work will be: "So, how was your weekend?" "Read my blog."
Monday morning drivers
So once again I was running late this morning. This seems to be a continous bad habit. I must work harder to break it. Really.... lol.
I got up in time. I took a shower, and it felt so good, that I suppose I stayed under the spray a little longer than I should. By the time I was dressed and ready it was already 5:45. Then I realized that Dan had not moved his car. So I had to move Chuck so I could drive Bob to work. (Yes we name our cars. It's fun and funny).
I forgot to make my breakfast potato, so I stopped at McDonalds and decided that I would stop at Beans and Brews for Brandy. As I was pulling out of B&B's another car came shooting up the road. It stopped at the light to make a left hand turn, and I pulled behind it to do the same.
The light was red, and red, and red, and still red. I swear it seemed it stayed that way for a good 5 minutes. I guess the person infront of me was in a rush, because he waited for a car to go through the green, and then he took off making his left even though the light was still red.
Of course within seconds the light changed to green. HAHAHAHA
I can't say I would not have been tempted as well. But just my luck I would have done it right infront of a cop. What a fantastic way to start the day.
I got up in time. I took a shower, and it felt so good, that I suppose I stayed under the spray a little longer than I should. By the time I was dressed and ready it was already 5:45. Then I realized that Dan had not moved his car. So I had to move Chuck so I could drive Bob to work. (Yes we name our cars. It's fun and funny).
I forgot to make my breakfast potato, so I stopped at McDonalds and decided that I would stop at Beans and Brews for Brandy. As I was pulling out of B&B's another car came shooting up the road. It stopped at the light to make a left hand turn, and I pulled behind it to do the same.
The light was red, and red, and red, and still red. I swear it seemed it stayed that way for a good 5 minutes. I guess the person infront of me was in a rush, because he waited for a car to go through the green, and then he took off making his left even though the light was still red.
Of course within seconds the light changed to green. HAHAHAHA
I can't say I would not have been tempted as well. But just my luck I would have done it right infront of a cop. What a fantastic way to start the day.
Sunday, May 2, 2010
The box
Argo has decided that the shoe box is his new place to be. In the week since I have bought my new shoes, he has taken the box over. He's a little too big for it as you can see, but that doesn't seem to matter to him.
Every time Dan and I are in the Dragons' Den, Argo gets inot the box. Once in a while he lets Patches get in, (it's more her size), but then once she's done, he's all over it.
We love having Argo in our household. He's such a Great Cat. So much fun. He loves to chase his own tail especially when he can jump into the bathtub. He can then slip and slide all over the place. It is so funny to watch.
He is also a very big advocate of the food dishes. They must maintain a certain level at all times or he will let you know about it. Meow, Meow, MEOW! all over the place.....
He and Tiger have a love hate relationship. They love to hate each other. Dan and I joke that Tiger is the king of the Jungle, but Argo is the king of the Savanna and never should the two meet. lol It's a daily battle in our house and although I haven't really been keeping score, I think that Argo is winning, even though he has no front claws. Must be all the weight.
Dan thinks we should get all the kids shoe boxes. I don't think Princess would give a rat about the box unless our Meela was in it. She's not as into boxes as the rest, but she is very jealous of Meela and would do anything she does just to get attention. lol
I've not seen Meela get into a box, but I'm pretty sure that Tiger would love one.
Maybe I will have to buy more shoes. I'm not into shoes really, but hey, anything for my babies....
Saturday, May 1, 2010
I love my MP3's
I have offically become addicted to audio books. Dan let me spoil myself and I got to spend some of our tax returns on mp3's. I love to buy them on eBay because I can usually get them for almost 1/2 price and I can get them on MP3. I got a 4 GB MP3 player for Christmas and I've been dying to put some books on it.
I bought 8 books (6 are a series) and put them on my MP3 player. I have been listening to them ever since. Even though I have read the books several times over, I still love to hear them read to me. I can play games on the computer, do the dishes, drive in the car, and work. I get to have some great background noise and giggle over my favorite parts.
In the week since I've gotten the books I have listened to 6 of them. I have fallen to sleep listening and it's worked great to get past Dan's snoring. Even as I type this post I'm listening.
I'm so tempted to buy more. I need to budget my money as I go on my leave of absence in a couple of weeks. It will be at 60% pay, but then I can use my vacation to get my house clean for when my brother-in-law comes to visit.
I seriously love them to the point that I keep running down the juice in the MP3 player, AND I even took it into the tub with me instead of my usual paperback book. I've not read a regular book in over a week. lol
I certainly wouldn't buy a book I haven't read before, but since I love to re-read books that I greatly enjoyed, I'm sure my MP3 library is going to grow. The best part though, is that Dan is enjoying listening to them with me. When he wants to hear, we through the disc in our computer or suround sound player, and listen while we're in the dragon's den. It's totally awesome to share something like that. Finally Dan and I can talk about a book that isn't Harry Potter (the only books that we both have read.)
My next goal is to clean out all my paperbacks that I don't like. My book cases are overflowing, and eventually I am going to run out of audio books to buy. (They are twice the price of paperbacks). So you know I will need to buy more.
But until then..... in goes the ear buds and on goes the player.
I bought 8 books (6 are a series) and put them on my MP3 player. I have been listening to them ever since. Even though I have read the books several times over, I still love to hear them read to me. I can play games on the computer, do the dishes, drive in the car, and work. I get to have some great background noise and giggle over my favorite parts.
In the week since I've gotten the books I have listened to 6 of them. I have fallen to sleep listening and it's worked great to get past Dan's snoring. Even as I type this post I'm listening.
I'm so tempted to buy more. I need to budget my money as I go on my leave of absence in a couple of weeks. It will be at 60% pay, but then I can use my vacation to get my house clean for when my brother-in-law comes to visit.
I seriously love them to the point that I keep running down the juice in the MP3 player, AND I even took it into the tub with me instead of my usual paperback book. I've not read a regular book in over a week. lol
I certainly wouldn't buy a book I haven't read before, but since I love to re-read books that I greatly enjoyed, I'm sure my MP3 library is going to grow. The best part though, is that Dan is enjoying listening to them with me. When he wants to hear, we through the disc in our computer or suround sound player, and listen while we're in the dragon's den. It's totally awesome to share something like that. Finally Dan and I can talk about a book that isn't Harry Potter (the only books that we both have read.)
My next goal is to clean out all my paperbacks that I don't like. My book cases are overflowing, and eventually I am going to run out of audio books to buy. (They are twice the price of paperbacks). So you know I will need to buy more.
But until then..... in goes the ear buds and on goes the player.
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