I suppose if I was in more of a homebody festive holiday mood the enforced isolation might be less annoying. Then too I was inspired to do most of my christmas shopping online (far less possibility of migraine triggering clove pine cones that way). So not all bad. We've watched several awesome movies this week, including Tim Burton's Alice in Wonderland, and the previously mentioned Anne of Green Gables. Kitties seem to be quite enjoying the company. Oscar's had several good days in a row, lots of attention, and at one point today maneuvered himself to a dangling position over an entire bag of salted in the shell peanuts. Fortunately his excitement got my attention and i stopped him before he could make himself ill.
I had a short visit with Lynn tonight. She sounds more and more like herself...tired but healing. I really am lucky that my mother in law is also one of my favorite people in the whole world. We schemed on ways to spoil Mason (nephew/grandson), and laughed. I'm pretty sure that's more humor than I've found in a while. BTW, after I got off the phone I had 3 more ideas of things Mason might love, so if anyone else wants to spoil him just let me know.
I'm both dreading and looking forward to tomorrow. If this snow keeps up it just may be a VERY interesting day. It's always good to get back to work after a holiday. If only the tension headache I've been fighting for weeks would back off. Oh well, I'll cope.
Don't let the weather outside frighten ya.
-m
my life as a florist, camper, crazy cat person, individual
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Friday, November 26, 2010
Laughing it all off
I'm trying to climb out from under the storm cloud that's been following me around. I promise! Like I told someone just the other day. I'm thankful for every day I can get up and walk. Life's been pretty good to me over all and I'm really thankful for being who I am, where I am, and for the amazing people who are part of my life.
Scott and I had our Wendover adventure a week later with little to no excitement, and hooray hooray the few dollars we stuck into slot machines won us enough to pay for the whole trip. Guess we deserved a little good luck.
The highlight of my day was discovering that I can buy Oscar's breakfast seed at the pet store next to work instead of driving to Bountiful which I never remember to do until it's the absolute most inconvenient time. Duh, wish I'd figured that out last year...
Yesterday I was watching Beauty & the Beast on broadcast while crocheting. Apparently it's going to become a household favorite. Oscar was fussing about in his cage village at the other end of the living room...his work cage is stored next to his travel cage here in the living room with his bathtub and play basket set on top, he has ladders and towels to climb about and between them...YOU'LL HAVE GUESSED BY NOW THAT MY HOME IS MAINTAINED PRIMARILY FOR THE COMFORT AND WELL BEING OF MY PETS. Anyhow, he was busily entertaining himself with birdy type things until the musical portion of the movie kicked in, and then he began singing along at FULL volume but substituting his own words (cuz not only hasn't he seen Beauty & the Beast ever before, but he also only knows 30 or so words). So I watched/listened to delighted birdy sing "being good...being cute...kisses...meow, meow, mroew...gimme kitty..." complete with head bobbing, gawping, wing stretches, and tail fluttering for 45 minutes. At witch time he was completely exhausted and switched to "go night night, sleep tight, don't let the kitty bite", followed promptly by "I'm be'n good, wanna go nite nite", and "whacha doin?..go nite nite?". Can't blame the little beast, he wore himself plum out. I have got to find a video camera before we watch that movie again.
Speaking of being too tired to do anything but sleep, that's where I am tonight. Spazz has just come to inform me that I don't have enough kitty snuggles & she's going to fix that for me. Anne of Green Gables is on KBYU and I've got enough pause time built up to skip the fund drive adds. Add an advil to that combo and you've created on awesome Friday night date! Guess it should include Scott to be a date, but he's not an Anne fan, and he seems to be enjoying his John Denver / Dixi Chicks Music fest and those computer puzzles he's hooked on. I suppose if we're both comfy and enjoying ourselves it's way better than some dates I've been on. Might mean we're that much closer to being old married folk. Can't seem to feel too bad about that.
Hope you're all comfy and well.
-m
Scott and I had our Wendover adventure a week later with little to no excitement, and hooray hooray the few dollars we stuck into slot machines won us enough to pay for the whole trip. Guess we deserved a little good luck.
The highlight of my day was discovering that I can buy Oscar's breakfast seed at the pet store next to work instead of driving to Bountiful which I never remember to do until it's the absolute most inconvenient time. Duh, wish I'd figured that out last year...
Yesterday I was watching Beauty & the Beast on broadcast while crocheting. Apparently it's going to become a household favorite. Oscar was fussing about in his cage village at the other end of the living room...his work cage is stored next to his travel cage here in the living room with his bathtub and play basket set on top, he has ladders and towels to climb about and between them...YOU'LL HAVE GUESSED BY NOW THAT MY HOME IS MAINTAINED PRIMARILY FOR THE COMFORT AND WELL BEING OF MY PETS. Anyhow, he was busily entertaining himself with birdy type things until the musical portion of the movie kicked in, and then he began singing along at FULL volume but substituting his own words (cuz not only hasn't he seen Beauty & the Beast ever before, but he also only knows 30 or so words). So I watched/listened to delighted birdy sing "being good...being cute...kisses...meow, meow, mroew...gimme kitty..." complete with head bobbing, gawping, wing stretches, and tail fluttering for 45 minutes. At witch time he was completely exhausted and switched to "go night night, sleep tight, don't let the kitty bite", followed promptly by "I'm be'n good, wanna go nite nite", and "whacha doin?..go nite nite?". Can't blame the little beast, he wore himself plum out. I have got to find a video camera before we watch that movie again.
Speaking of being too tired to do anything but sleep, that's where I am tonight. Spazz has just come to inform me that I don't have enough kitty snuggles & she's going to fix that for me. Anne of Green Gables is on KBYU and I've got enough pause time built up to skip the fund drive adds. Add an advil to that combo and you've created on awesome Friday night date! Guess it should include Scott to be a date, but he's not an Anne fan, and he seems to be enjoying his John Denver / Dixi Chicks Music fest and those computer puzzles he's hooked on. I suppose if we're both comfy and enjoying ourselves it's way better than some dates I've been on. Might mean we're that much closer to being old married folk. Can't seem to feel too bad about that.
Hope you're all comfy and well.
-m
Monday, November 22, 2010
As Predicted.
I woke up with a nasty sore throat, and the day just kept getting more and more awesome from there (please read sarcasm here). The good news is that I'm a third of the way through the worst part of this week. Bad news is that I worked till after nine tonight and I'll prolly be later than that tomorrow. It's a very good thing that holidays don't come every week.
The funny bit of today happened when Ace Disposal showed up to empty our dumpster. They pulled past the front of our store and for a few seconds the whole front window was filled with their RED truck. Oscar nearly fell off his cage screaming about the scary thing and trying to get to me so that he felt safe. I've mentioned before that he has an issue with red foods; apparently it extends to red objects also, and big red things are terrifying. We had a good laugh at his expense, and he joined in with us once he calmed down a bit.
I'm exhausted. Gonna go scritch a kitty, watch lie to me, and then crash.
G'nite all.
-m
The funny bit of today happened when Ace Disposal showed up to empty our dumpster. They pulled past the front of our store and for a few seconds the whole front window was filled with their RED truck. Oscar nearly fell off his cage screaming about the scary thing and trying to get to me so that he felt safe. I've mentioned before that he has an issue with red foods; apparently it extends to red objects also, and big red things are terrifying. We had a good laugh at his expense, and he joined in with us once he calmed down a bit.
I'm exhausted. Gonna go scritch a kitty, watch lie to me, and then crash.
G'nite all.
-m
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Winter Wonders & Kitty Snugglers
Just as I was beginning to remember why I dislike snow...cold, slippery, that awful shiver that happens when it sneaks down the back of your neck or the top of your boots...
We got a full on dumper of a storm & I LOVE IT! Not that I wont still bitch a little the next time my socks get wet.
I awoke at 6:30 am to the sounds of our neighbor (not so lovingly referred to as "leaf blower a**hole") and his family outside banging on on something & yammering at maximum volume (as always). Fearing that the neon unconventional color of my house may have finally gotten to them and they were out there banging on my car (we've had trouble before with neighbors getting mean because they don't understand how we're happy being us and we don't bother to conform to their expectations) I got up to feed Oscar and peek out the window. What I saw was 3 people running about with rakes and shovels...not usually a good sign, but they were in their own yard still so I tried to go back to bed. Just as I was dosing off I heard "OH G@#" and then a rather disturbingly muffled boom. That family's rather famous to us for LOUD early morning spectacles so I made a mental note to check things out after the sun was up and then tucked my toes under a kitty.
It's amazingly pleasant when the weathers like this to have a nice kitty to warm your toes.
Later when I looked outside the tree that all 3 people had been prancing about with their rakes and shovels was missing half of itself, and there's a pile of branches in their garden. This is rather comic to me because Leaf Blower Man was out there 2 days ago sucking leaves out of the garden into a garbage can with what may has to be the loudest vacuum known to man. I believe he's found a special store that sells the loudest of all outdoor appliances. Leaf blower (he does his roof and gutters with it daily beginning in July), vacuum thing, rototiller, lawn mower, edger cars....Even their dogs are the loudest I've yet met. Anyhow, I'm not celebrating their loss, but I do wonder. How much of the damage was done by banging on the tree?
I'm in the midst of 2 rather huge crochet projects. It's a nice, low stress sort of activity. Spazz & Oscar both love to help. Yahzi's okay with it as long as he gets to snuggle in whatever I'm making.
Last night when I went out to brush snow off of the dish tuner I brought in a giant snowball for the cats to explore. It was so much fun that we've had to refill it twice. They quite like this cold white melty stuff, and then the puddle of water is fun too.
I'm dreading this week a bit. We've committed to do a ton of orders for 1800 flowers, and it's gonna be a hellish rush every day. I'm fine with busy, but a rush generally makes for short tempers, low supplies, and more than a healthy dose of chaos.
Oh, the plumbing issue! I nearly forgot. Roto Rooter found the source of our ehm 'problem'. This spring Questar dug up our yard in one spot to fix a leak in one of their pipes. While digging they came to the front door in a panic to beg Scott not to flush anything until they could repair our main sewer pipe witch they had somehow damaged. When he came home from work that day things were put back together and seemed to be working. Recently we've noticed a sink hole right where they were digging. We suspected their patch to be a possible source of our stress but until we were certain we didn't want to make any accusations. Long disgusting story short, their patch did fail, and it backed up sewage all the way to our bathtubs. Questar was awesome, because the source of the problem was their patch failing they showed up immediately & repaired the pipe. All's well that ends well I suppose.
Keep your toes warm.
-m
We got a full on dumper of a storm & I LOVE IT! Not that I wont still bitch a little the next time my socks get wet.
I awoke at 6:30 am to the sounds of our neighbor (not so lovingly referred to as "leaf blower a**hole") and his family outside banging on on something & yammering at maximum volume (as always). Fearing that the neon unconventional color of my house may have finally gotten to them and they were out there banging on my car (we've had trouble before with neighbors getting mean because they don't understand how we're happy being us and we don't bother to conform to their expectations) I got up to feed Oscar and peek out the window. What I saw was 3 people running about with rakes and shovels...not usually a good sign, but they were in their own yard still so I tried to go back to bed. Just as I was dosing off I heard "OH G@#" and then a rather disturbingly muffled boom. That family's rather famous to us for LOUD early morning spectacles so I made a mental note to check things out after the sun was up and then tucked my toes under a kitty.
It's amazingly pleasant when the weathers like this to have a nice kitty to warm your toes.
Later when I looked outside the tree that all 3 people had been prancing about with their rakes and shovels was missing half of itself, and there's a pile of branches in their garden. This is rather comic to me because Leaf Blower Man was out there 2 days ago sucking leaves out of the garden into a garbage can with what may has to be the loudest vacuum known to man. I believe he's found a special store that sells the loudest of all outdoor appliances. Leaf blower (he does his roof and gutters with it daily beginning in July), vacuum thing, rototiller, lawn mower, edger cars....Even their dogs are the loudest I've yet met. Anyhow, I'm not celebrating their loss, but I do wonder. How much of the damage was done by banging on the tree?
I'm in the midst of 2 rather huge crochet projects. It's a nice, low stress sort of activity. Spazz & Oscar both love to help. Yahzi's okay with it as long as he gets to snuggle in whatever I'm making.
Last night when I went out to brush snow off of the dish tuner I brought in a giant snowball for the cats to explore. It was so much fun that we've had to refill it twice. They quite like this cold white melty stuff, and then the puddle of water is fun too.
I'm dreading this week a bit. We've committed to do a ton of orders for 1800 flowers, and it's gonna be a hellish rush every day. I'm fine with busy, but a rush generally makes for short tempers, low supplies, and more than a healthy dose of chaos.
Oh, the plumbing issue! I nearly forgot. Roto Rooter found the source of our ehm 'problem'. This spring Questar dug up our yard in one spot to fix a leak in one of their pipes. While digging they came to the front door in a panic to beg Scott not to flush anything until they could repair our main sewer pipe witch they had somehow damaged. When he came home from work that day things were put back together and seemed to be working. Recently we've noticed a sink hole right where they were digging. We suspected their patch to be a possible source of our stress but until we were certain we didn't want to make any accusations. Long disgusting story short, their patch did fail, and it backed up sewage all the way to our bathtubs. Questar was awesome, because the source of the problem was their patch failing they showed up immediately & repaired the pipe. All's well that ends well I suppose.
Keep your toes warm.
-m
Monday, November 15, 2010
better?
I'm sorry I haven't posted. I've been terribly grumpy lately and didn't want to share.
Not that I have fabulous news...but I'm in a much better mood.
We've had some lovely plumbing complications lately, and tonight a complete FAILURE. Both the bathtub and shower had backed up sewer water standing in them earlier tonight. Since I KNOW I'm gonna be the one in there with a scrub brush i plan on going to Costco for the JUMBO size bottle of bleach and the INDUSTRIAL gloves. Roto Rooter will be here at 9am. Blehhhhgggg.
Scott's birthday was Friday...so on Thursday he decided to have a angiogram. This was not nearly as much fun as what I had planned; A trip to Wendover and topped off with steak and lobster bisque at the Rainbow. However, plans can be postponed, and we're very glad to have taken time to make sure there was in fact not much wrong with his ticker. Wendover will still be there next week. The angiogram was triggered by Scott mentioning pressure in his chest during a checkup (prolly indigestion) and then wonky triglyceride levels. So he went for a stress test, and there were dark spots...likely when the person being tested has significant chest and shoulder muscles. But how on earth do you say no when the person leaving a message says "we need you to come in for testing so that you don't have a heart attack this weekend"
I've had the neverendingheadache lately. It's mostly pressure on the nerves from the crooked bones in my neck brought on by stress. But knowing that doesn't make it not hurt. I've tried everything I know of and have mostly come down to wishing it would go away and taking more ibuprofen than is good for me.
Sorry for the less than positive post. But I've been less than positive. Things will get better. I will get back to a shiny place. And life's still good, despite it all.
Never take indoor plumbing for granted!
-m
Not that I have fabulous news...but I'm in a much better mood.
We've had some lovely plumbing complications lately, and tonight a complete FAILURE. Both the bathtub and shower had backed up sewer water standing in them earlier tonight. Since I KNOW I'm gonna be the one in there with a scrub brush i plan on going to Costco for the JUMBO size bottle of bleach and the INDUSTRIAL gloves. Roto Rooter will be here at 9am. Blehhhhgggg.
Scott's birthday was Friday...so on Thursday he decided to have a angiogram. This was not nearly as much fun as what I had planned; A trip to Wendover and topped off with steak and lobster bisque at the Rainbow. However, plans can be postponed, and we're very glad to have taken time to make sure there was in fact not much wrong with his ticker. Wendover will still be there next week. The angiogram was triggered by Scott mentioning pressure in his chest during a checkup (prolly indigestion) and then wonky triglyceride levels. So he went for a stress test, and there were dark spots...likely when the person being tested has significant chest and shoulder muscles. But how on earth do you say no when the person leaving a message says "we need you to come in for testing so that you don't have a heart attack this weekend"
I've had the neverendingheadache lately. It's mostly pressure on the nerves from the crooked bones in my neck brought on by stress. But knowing that doesn't make it not hurt. I've tried everything I know of and have mostly come down to wishing it would go away and taking more ibuprofen than is good for me.
Sorry for the less than positive post. But I've been less than positive. Things will get better. I will get back to a shiny place. And life's still good, despite it all.
Never take indoor plumbing for granted!
-m
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
hard to pin down
Lately I've had a hard time coming up with things I'd like to share. Pretty sure it ties into the anxiety both Scott & I are having with our roommate. Fact is neither of us is enjoying having someone else in our space, and I'm pretty sure Colorado isn't either. It's a near impossible situation to be happy with. We don't want to be unreasonable, but we're reaching our limits.
Today his grandmother managed to deliver a crude insult to me with a smile. No, I don't have children, that doesn't mean there's something wrong with me. Seriously I refuse to justify the intimate details of my life to strangers
I already have enough hypocrytical judgemental folks in my life. I don't need more. Sorry, I just ran out of 'give a shits'. Moving on.
Works been stressed too. Don't know if it's my attitude, money stress, or something else. Just hoping it'll improve soon. I hate grumpy days. We've been slow on orders lately and I'm not getting the hours i need to cover my bills. I hope it'll improve, but bleh! I can't do this much longer. I'm seeing hiring posters and thinking about applying. No way I can do two jobs and keep managing my pain, so that's a HUGE issue.
This is depressing! My inital response is to plan something fun for the weekend, but that would mean trusting our home and pets to the roommate. Not happenin. BLEH!
I hate this.
Why did I do this to me!?!
Hope I learn to say NO!
Gonna quit complainin, cuz I did it to myself, only I can undo it.
-m
Today his grandmother managed to deliver a crude insult to me with a smile. No, I don't have children, that doesn't mean there's something wrong with me. Seriously I refuse to justify the intimate details of my life to strangers
I already have enough hypocrytical judgemental folks in my life. I don't need more. Sorry, I just ran out of 'give a shits'. Moving on.
Works been stressed too. Don't know if it's my attitude, money stress, or something else. Just hoping it'll improve soon. I hate grumpy days. We've been slow on orders lately and I'm not getting the hours i need to cover my bills. I hope it'll improve, but bleh! I can't do this much longer. I'm seeing hiring posters and thinking about applying. No way I can do two jobs and keep managing my pain, so that's a HUGE issue.
This is depressing! My inital response is to plan something fun for the weekend, but that would mean trusting our home and pets to the roommate. Not happenin. BLEH!
I hate this.
Why did I do this to me!?!
Hope I learn to say NO!
Gonna quit complainin, cuz I did it to myself, only I can undo it.
-m
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