We're all ok, healing, coping, and "not" aging. Oscar's grounded, Kitties are copacetic. And I'm no more insane than usual. There have been good and bad adventures this week, and we've all survived. I'll post more details soon.
Hope you all had a fabulous Friday the 13th!
-m
Friday, November 13, 2009
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Amputation!!! All the cool kids are doing it!
Looks like the Brown family will have yet another cool kid. Lynn's in the hospital tonight, and tomorrow they'll tell us how much of her foot she gets to keep. It's a pretty common event for diabetics, but not a ton of fun when it's happening to you. I sure wish she didn't have to deal with this. Her boys are doing a good job of supporting her and holding things together. They're a good team. Danny's taking care of her pack (brave man). I'm mostly standing around twiddling my thumbs. But I love her dearly and wouldn't be anywhere else.
Top that off with our driver at Tulip Tree finding a better job, and it all equals a pretty high stress week for me. But hey, I'll get to hang out with the cool kids, so who cares right?
Thursday is not the birthday of anyone who lives at my house and only has to wear one shoe. Also no one is turning 40. Just in case anyone wondered. Scott's going to go celebrate with his mom (she agrees about her little boy NOT topping the hill).
I however have big plans for Thursday, I'm having dinner with friends from jr. high. I was gonna feel bad about missing out on the big 40, until it got canceled. So now I'm just excited.
Am I a bad wife for not making a big deal out of this and throwing him a party? I know a big deal isn't his style, but a man only gets to be 40 once. I suppose I'd rather be a bad wife for not throwing a party than to be divorced.
I've had the oddest dreams lately, re-arranging furniture, shoe shopping, really odd. I so very much hope I'm NOT sleep walking during them! Chris found one of my bite guards while digging a trench in the back yard last week. HOW ON EARTH DID IT GET THERE?!? I only wear my bite guards to sleep. Therefore they should always be where I put them when I wake up, right? NOPE, I've misplaced several now (that's not the most appropriate word, but "woke up without and had no memory of removing" is such a long phrase).
It's late, and I suspect tomorrow is going to be a much longer day than anyone wishes for. I'll post more details about Lynn's surgery soon. Keep her in your prayers and thoughts. She's got some hard days ahead of her.
If you get back what you give, then why do the good folks always get ripped off?
-m
Top that off with our driver at Tulip Tree finding a better job, and it all equals a pretty high stress week for me. But hey, I'll get to hang out with the cool kids, so who cares right?
Thursday is not the birthday of anyone who lives at my house and only has to wear one shoe. Also no one is turning 40. Just in case anyone wondered. Scott's going to go celebrate with his mom (she agrees about her little boy NOT topping the hill).
I however have big plans for Thursday, I'm having dinner with friends from jr. high. I was gonna feel bad about missing out on the big 40, until it got canceled. So now I'm just excited.
Am I a bad wife for not making a big deal out of this and throwing him a party? I know a big deal isn't his style, but a man only gets to be 40 once. I suppose I'd rather be a bad wife for not throwing a party than to be divorced.
I've had the oddest dreams lately, re-arranging furniture, shoe shopping, really odd. I so very much hope I'm NOT sleep walking during them! Chris found one of my bite guards while digging a trench in the back yard last week. HOW ON EARTH DID IT GET THERE?!? I only wear my bite guards to sleep. Therefore they should always be where I put them when I wake up, right? NOPE, I've misplaced several now (that's not the most appropriate word, but "woke up without and had no memory of removing" is such a long phrase).
It's late, and I suspect tomorrow is going to be a much longer day than anyone wishes for. I'll post more details about Lynn's surgery soon. Keep her in your prayers and thoughts. She's got some hard days ahead of her.
If you get back what you give, then why do the good folks always get ripped off?
-m
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
*cough* HACK grrrrrrrrr.
I love my job, I love the people I work with, I love their dedication and mentality...but I don't love that they come to work even when they're sick. Cuz then we ALL get sick. I don't like being sick. Just not one of the things I enjoy sharing. Sorry. But I guess as complaints go that one's minor.
But I spent an hour tonight chasing Oscar around the neighborhood (yep it's wing trimming time again!!!!) and calling his name the whole time while loosing my voice and coughing. I'm more than a little GRUMPY! But it didn't kill me, so it must have made me stronger.
I have to take a second to tell y'all about this awesome new friend I have. His name is Chris, and he's like no other teenager I've ever known, except for Jamie maybe...Anyhow he's awesome. He works odd jobs at Tulip Tree and we all adore him there, but he's also done a few jobs here at home for Scott & I. He also helped me chase idiot bird for an hour tonight. He's just a good kid. So from here on in you might hear a bit about Chris, cuz I'm keepin' him.
We've been busy, Scott works on Shedzilla every chance he gets. Thanks to Chris' help there is electricity! & Kirk's offered to help him put up siding. It's entirely possible that before weather flies we'll have a finished product. I'm more busy than I like to be, and can't keep track of what I'm doing with my time...why is that? Work, home, cooking, cleaning (when possible), and then as much sleep as I can find.
We had a good time Friday at the annual Halloween party. Randy and Ashlee always make it memorable, and this year was no exception. They introduced us to a new food addiction "Kolaches" they're like calzones/bagels/sandwiches...hard to explain, but YUMMY. I neglected to get photos of our costumes, but they were awesome. The theme was Redneck/White Trash, so we mostly just went as ourselves.
Just in case you haven't heard, Scott has decide that he isn't having a birthday next week. 40 is just not an option for him, so he's skipping it. Guess we'll have to send his presents back and throw away the party favors. Poor baby, I keep telling him he's only as old as he feels, but he must not believe me.
I suppose it's time for me to start thinking about christmas shopping...oh dear. I love giving gifts, but less and less enjoy the shopping process. Seems like that ought to be a shame.
Amazon here I come!!!!
y'all keep smilin & shufflin!
-m
But I spent an hour tonight chasing Oscar around the neighborhood (yep it's wing trimming time again!!!!) and calling his name the whole time while loosing my voice and coughing. I'm more than a little GRUMPY! But it didn't kill me, so it must have made me stronger.
I have to take a second to tell y'all about this awesome new friend I have. His name is Chris, and he's like no other teenager I've ever known, except for Jamie maybe...Anyhow he's awesome. He works odd jobs at Tulip Tree and we all adore him there, but he's also done a few jobs here at home for Scott & I. He also helped me chase idiot bird for an hour tonight. He's just a good kid. So from here on in you might hear a bit about Chris, cuz I'm keepin' him.
We've been busy, Scott works on Shedzilla every chance he gets. Thanks to Chris' help there is electricity! & Kirk's offered to help him put up siding. It's entirely possible that before weather flies we'll have a finished product. I'm more busy than I like to be, and can't keep track of what I'm doing with my time...why is that? Work, home, cooking, cleaning (when possible), and then as much sleep as I can find.
We had a good time Friday at the annual Halloween party. Randy and Ashlee always make it memorable, and this year was no exception. They introduced us to a new food addiction "Kolaches" they're like calzones/bagels/sandwiches...hard to explain, but YUMMY. I neglected to get photos of our costumes, but they were awesome. The theme was Redneck/White Trash, so we mostly just went as ourselves.
Just in case you haven't heard, Scott has decide that he isn't having a birthday next week. 40 is just not an option for him, so he's skipping it. Guess we'll have to send his presents back and throw away the party favors. Poor baby, I keep telling him he's only as old as he feels, but he must not believe me.
I suppose it's time for me to start thinking about christmas shopping...oh dear. I love giving gifts, but less and less enjoy the shopping process. Seems like that ought to be a shame.
Amazon here I come!!!!
y'all keep smilin & shufflin!
-m
Thursday, October 22, 2009
I abjectly appologise and beg forgivness.
I have been a bad blogger. I have no good excuses, just lame tired cop outs. I've been busy.
After retrieving Royla it became clear that she'd been kicked pretty hard but was otherwise in good physical health. She isn't her same old affectionate self, but is improving. Scott thinks she may even have benefited from the experience by gaining better "get out of the way" skills. She never was very good at the following in front game that our other cats seem to enjoy playing. I wouldn't have had her learn this way, but we're looking for a silver lining. She seems to be recovering well, and though not as trusting as she used to be, she is getting back into our old habits. This makes me feel a lot less guilty. Melanie & Mike whom she stayed with for two nights really want to adopt her. They seem like nice people, and I'm pretty certain she would be safe there, but I'm having a really hard time putting her out for adoption again. It's not that I believe my house is the only safe place for her. It's that I know she'll be safe here and every time I think of placing her I'm overcome with self doubt. I thought the Madsen's would be good people for her, and they assured me that she would be loved. But that didn't work out so well for her.
Scott's worked miracles on our shed, it's now fully roofed *ouch* and wired. He also put up overhead shelves, and has ordered the siding. We have officially named it Shedzilla. Seems like every time we look away it grows. Pretty sure by the time we get the doors on and boxes in there it's gonna be palatial.
I've been crazy busy at work, seems like every day gets a little busier. It's fantastic & exhausting. I've found that coming home at the end of the day too tired do more than sleep is not always a bad thing. Speaking of which, I'm gonna put my feet up and veg for a while here.
Live Long and Prosper.
-m
After retrieving Royla it became clear that she'd been kicked pretty hard but was otherwise in good physical health. She isn't her same old affectionate self, but is improving. Scott thinks she may even have benefited from the experience by gaining better "get out of the way" skills. She never was very good at the following in front game that our other cats seem to enjoy playing. I wouldn't have had her learn this way, but we're looking for a silver lining. She seems to be recovering well, and though not as trusting as she used to be, she is getting back into our old habits. This makes me feel a lot less guilty. Melanie & Mike whom she stayed with for two nights really want to adopt her. They seem like nice people, and I'm pretty certain she would be safe there, but I'm having a really hard time putting her out for adoption again. It's not that I believe my house is the only safe place for her. It's that I know she'll be safe here and every time I think of placing her I'm overcome with self doubt. I thought the Madsen's would be good people for her, and they assured me that she would be loved. But that didn't work out so well for her.
Scott's worked miracles on our shed, it's now fully roofed *ouch* and wired. He also put up overhead shelves, and has ordered the siding. We have officially named it Shedzilla. Seems like every time we look away it grows. Pretty sure by the time we get the doors on and boxes in there it's gonna be palatial.
I've been crazy busy at work, seems like every day gets a little busier. It's fantastic & exhausting. I've found that coming home at the end of the day too tired do more than sleep is not always a bad thing. Speaking of which, I'm gonna put my feet up and veg for a while here.
Live Long and Prosper.
-m
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Bad People! No Kitty!
Just heard from some very helpful gas station personnel in Roy. Royla was hanging around their store dragging her leash, still wearing tags with my phone #. 3 miles and several MAJOR roads from her 'new home'. I can only hope she was dropped off, cuz if she traveled that far on her own, she's a luckier cat than I thought. And if they did drop her off there's a special level of hell for them. She came with a FANTASTIC no voids return policy. All they had to do was call me. Fortunately the manager at the gas station likes and understands cats and is willing to care for her until Saturday when I can go get her. I'm having a very hard time forgiving myself for putting her into a scary situation.
Frustrated, upset and exhausted. Tomorrow's gonna be a big day at work too. I'll post again this weekend when I can think something other than steam pouring out of my ears disgust.
May we all live our next lives as comfortably as our pets.
-m
Frustrated, upset and exhausted. Tomorrow's gonna be a big day at work too. I'll post again this weekend when I can think something other than steam pouring out of my ears disgust.
May we all live our next lives as comfortably as our pets.
-m
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Where does the time go?
Every day I think "oh, I should blog tonight" and every morning I wake up and go "doh". So tonight even though I'm also watching a new episode of HOUSE that features David Marciano (yes, I do squeal like a girl when I say that) I'm gonna blog a bit anyhow.
Pause, just had the first sight of dear David in a long while YIPPEE!
Today's major revelation was that Oscar does in fact have a name for me. So much for my feel bads over him having a name for Spazz, Scott, Ada (Fran's mom), McKuey, and many other things, but not me. Apparently my name is Meow.
This makes sense when you consider that all of the people who call me by name at my house have four legs (the one legged one just grunts mostly). And both four legged ones use the same sound that is my "name" so Oscar (and yes I'm giving him credit for being clever not 'tarded) has learned that my "name" is Meow.
So when he goes through his "Where's ____." or his "Is ____ a good boy?" routine (insert "Oscar", "Spazzy" "Scott", "Kitty (Yahzi)", "Cooey (his hero, Judy's Bird McKuey*sorry for th spelling Judy*)" When he says "Meow is a good boy." he means me. Gosh Golly I feel loved. :)
I'm loving work. It's a grand adventure. My joy at being allowed to do what I'm good at and being trusted in my skills prevails. It's awfully refreshing. Almost every day is a new challenge, and I rarely come home with out some nerve pinched and screaming at me, but it's worth it. That's awful nice. I'm also meeting a few cool people, not quite like the canyon, but still fun.
This week Scott & I managed to get our shed roofed. Saturday while re-rolling tar paper (knocked off the 12' roof and had to be regathered) and wondering why our helpful neighbors weren't around. I realized that conference weekend is apparently roofing weekend. The last 4 roofs I can remember being involved in roofing all took place over conference weekend...that's mighty odd.
Scott's had House paused for the last 20 minutes waiting for me to pay attention. I'd better get to it. *David- SQUEEL* I promise to write more soon!
Take care and keep out of trouble!
-m
Pause, just had the first sight of dear David in a long while YIPPEE!
Today's major revelation was that Oscar does in fact have a name for me. So much for my feel bads over him having a name for Spazz, Scott, Ada (Fran's mom), McKuey, and many other things, but not me. Apparently my name is Meow.
This makes sense when you consider that all of the people who call me by name at my house have four legs (the one legged one just grunts mostly). And both four legged ones use the same sound that is my "name" so Oscar (and yes I'm giving him credit for being clever not 'tarded) has learned that my "name" is Meow.
So when he goes through his "Where's ____." or his "Is ____ a good boy?" routine (insert "Oscar", "Spazzy" "Scott", "Kitty (Yahzi)", "Cooey (his hero, Judy's Bird McKuey*sorry for th spelling Judy*)" When he says "Meow is a good boy." he means me. Gosh Golly I feel loved. :)
I'm loving work. It's a grand adventure. My joy at being allowed to do what I'm good at and being trusted in my skills prevails. It's awfully refreshing. Almost every day is a new challenge, and I rarely come home with out some nerve pinched and screaming at me, but it's worth it. That's awful nice. I'm also meeting a few cool people, not quite like the canyon, but still fun.
This week Scott & I managed to get our shed roofed. Saturday while re-rolling tar paper (knocked off the 12' roof and had to be regathered) and wondering why our helpful neighbors weren't around. I realized that conference weekend is apparently roofing weekend. The last 4 roofs I can remember being involved in roofing all took place over conference weekend...that's mighty odd.
Scott's had House paused for the last 20 minutes waiting for me to pay attention. I'd better get to it. *David- SQUEEL* I promise to write more soon!
Take care and keep out of trouble!
-m
Friday, September 25, 2009
EASTWICK = PAUL GROSS is back on TV!!!!!!!
Yay! yay. YAY. YaY!!!!!
Feel free to imagine me leaping for joy cuz that's what I did when I first saw this promo. And yes I have the first episode recorded and have watched it twice (really bugged Scott the first time cuz i had to keep pausing in order to squeal and giggle). I don't get wound up about celebrities very often, but Paul is my FAVORITE. So I'm slightly excited about this show. Though I'd prolly be a fan even if it didn't have PAUL GROSS in it...prolly. But it does, so EVERYBODY WATCH! Yay. yay. yay, yay....YAY!
Yay!
-m
Feel free to imagine me leaping for joy cuz that's what I did when I first saw this promo. And yes I have the first episode recorded and have watched it twice (really bugged Scott the first time cuz i had to keep pausing in order to squeal and giggle). I don't get wound up about celebrities very often, but Paul is my FAVORITE. So I'm slightly excited about this show. Though I'd prolly be a fan even if it didn't have PAUL GROSS in it...prolly. But it does, so EVERYBODY WATCH! Yay. yay. yay, yay....YAY!
Yay!
-m
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