Saturday, February 23, 2008
My creative afternoon
The Dreaded White Glasses
Oh my gosh, and Hush Puppy shoes. I was the consummate geek. Well, I still am, I just realized that it started at a very young age. Oh, and nice eye makeup there, brother of mine! LOL!
Thursday, February 21, 2008
And to think I yearned for the day she could talk...
Meg's car blew up yesterday. Coincidentally, it was the day she got her student loan money. She called last night/early morning, I went to her apartment to get her so she could borrow my car today. I had no gas, so she had to put her own money in the tank, which probably ticked her off. Then tonight I called to ask her if she would pick up some Diet Dr. Pepper for me on her way home. She's in a snit because she went to practice for the school musical tonight and she can't hear. The money she was going to spend on the audiologist and maybe hearing aids is going to have to go to buy a new car. Maybe this is just me, but wouldn't you think if you couldn't hear, that hearing aids might be a priority? No, the car is a priority because she needs it to get to school. Maybe she should look for a little bit less expensive car? (The one she wants belongs to somebody who knows somebody, and she "knows" it's a good reliable car because some old man had it and took care of it - but still, if it's going to take all your disposable income, is it such a good thing?) When I tried to mention this to her she got all snarky with me. That's what irritates me the most, I do something to try and help her out and then try to give her some thoughts on what she might be able to do about something and she gets all snotty with me. I could have been totally rude and said, maybe since you're going to be 27 next month, getting a job and taking care of yourself should be your first priority, but that won't help the situation and that's just me being bitchy. I don't know how she thinks she's going to support herself if she goes to Gallaudet, I really don't. But you know what? She's 27 years old, and I'm not goinng to worry about it.
Of course I'd like nothing more than to see my children be happy and successful, but Meghan was born with blinders on and she can only see what she wants to see. Anybody else who has an opinion - especially me - is wrong. What the heck do I know? I was kind of hoping she'd leave this phase behind her before she hit 30, but I don't think that's gonna happen. She asked me where else she was going to find a dependable car for $2000. I don't know, I haven't looked. And I have a sneaking suspicion she didn't look either. All of this just happened with her car yesterday. Her rent is paid through May so at least she'll have a place to live. Her practicum started this week, so the end is in sight as far as school is concerned and maybe she won't get accepted to Gallaudet and all this worry will be for nothing. She can get her license and get a job. Then she can afford a car, gas, insurance, taxes and licensing, food, medical insurance... I shouldn't get my hopes up.
Of course I'd like nothing more than to see my children be happy and successful, but Meghan was born with blinders on and she can only see what she wants to see. Anybody else who has an opinion - especially me - is wrong. What the heck do I know? I was kind of hoping she'd leave this phase behind her before she hit 30, but I don't think that's gonna happen. She asked me where else she was going to find a dependable car for $2000. I don't know, I haven't looked. And I have a sneaking suspicion she didn't look either. All of this just happened with her car yesterday. Her rent is paid through May so at least she'll have a place to live. Her practicum started this week, so the end is in sight as far as school is concerned and maybe she won't get accepted to Gallaudet and all this worry will be for nothing. She can get her license and get a job. Then she can afford a car, gas, insurance, taxes and licensing, food, medical insurance... I shouldn't get my hopes up.
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
A couple of random thoughts
The lunar eclipse was tonight - beautiful. It was too cold to stand outside and stare at the moon, but I did go out for about - oh 30 seconds, with a pair of binouclars to see it. The star to the left of the moon was Saturn, it was very bright too. It's kind of neat to watch when natural phenomenon like an eclipse occur. It tends to remind me that there's someone bigger running the whole show, you know what I mean?
I mentioned in an earlier post todat about how school was closed because of the cold. What I can't figure out is why day care centers were closed today. I remember scrambling to find babysitters when school was out, I would have really been in a mess if I had had to find babysitters if day care had closed for bad weather. I lot of people actually work in industries that don't shut down for cold weather and they still need child care. Duh. They interviewed one day care provider on the 6 o'clock news tonight. She said the extra day gives her time to clean and get caught up on paperwork. What the heck? That's the most stupid thing I've ever heard. She said she closed down because she picks up some of the children in her day care and she was worried her car would break down in the cold. Well then, you bundle the kid up and walk them to the nearest home or business and call a tow truck or a taxi. Don't you have a cell phone for emergencies? Personally, I'd be mad as heck if my day care closed just because school was closed. That's pretty lame. I guess I was just blessed when my kids were younger to have good reliable day care facilities.
I mentioned in an earlier post todat about how school was closed because of the cold. What I can't figure out is why day care centers were closed today. I remember scrambling to find babysitters when school was out, I would have really been in a mess if I had had to find babysitters if day care had closed for bad weather. I lot of people actually work in industries that don't shut down for cold weather and they still need child care. Duh. They interviewed one day care provider on the 6 o'clock news tonight. She said the extra day gives her time to clean and get caught up on paperwork. What the heck? That's the most stupid thing I've ever heard. She said she closed down because she picks up some of the children in her day care and she was worried her car would break down in the cold. Well then, you bundle the kid up and walk them to the nearest home or business and call a tow truck or a taxi. Don't you have a cell phone for emergencies? Personally, I'd be mad as heck if my day care closed just because school was closed. That's pretty lame. I guess I was just blessed when my kids were younger to have good reliable day care facilities.
I (heart) my chiropractor
I can't figure out for the life of my why I protest so much about going to see him. Every time I go I feel so much better. Well, he doesn't exactly help my headache, and I'm going to be sore tomorrow, but tonight... I feel wonderful! I hadn't been to see him in 10 years - holy cow! Today he did x-rays again since it's been so long since I'd been there, and of course my neck is a wreck, but we both knew that. He adjusted my lower back, neck, and hands. Hands! Who would have thought you could adjust hands! They sounded like Rice Krispies, but they sure feel better tonight. I had no idea. My neck isn't crunching when I turn my head either. Viola! Ten years... What WAS I thinking?
It's cold, it's really, really cold. School was closed today because the wind chill this morning was anticipated to be below -20, and Mother Nature didn't disappoint us. The wind chills was -28 this morning when Steve went to work. That's too damn cold. I don't care. It's February, for Pete's sake! Our normal high for this time of year is 41. We're not even coming close to that for at least a week. I'm tired of the cold. It's the last week of February, someone needs to tell Mother Nature her winter nap is OVER! Going to the chiropractor was the only thing I went out for today, believe me!
I had a little issue with my pain pills last night. I had called the pharmacy on Monday to have my prescription refilled since I had enough for a day and a half or so. I forgot to go get them early yesterday so Steve stopped by on his way home to pick them up. He came home and told me the doctor had denied my prescription. WHAT!?! Number one, I've been taking this particular pain killer for over a year. You do not just stop taking it. Not unless you want some major withdrawal issues. Number two, I discussed this with the doctor when I switched care and he said he had no problem prescribing them for me, as I only take 2-3 per day. I called the pharmacy to ask what the doctor said and all they could tell me was the doctor doesn't do refills. What kind of stupid excuse was that? Of course the doctor does refills. Idiots. Of course it was after 5, so there was no one at the office and my doctor wasn't on call last night. I know usually doctors won't prescribe narcotics refills for people who aren't their patients, so here I sit at 5:30 p.m. with 1 pain pill left to last me all night. Ha ha! Steve called mom and she had some left over from a tooth she had a root canal on - in 2005. That went into the trash. I worked 6 hours and then went to bed. Steve brought the pills home tonight. Hooray. It's a lot easier to work when your hands feels like their connected to your body.
My brother got me thinking about dentists this afternoon. We had some doozies when we were growing up. I remember one dentist we had who assured me I didn't need any kind of anesthesia for a root canal. Oh yeah. I walked him from his office, about 2-1/2 miles, and cried every step of the way. I hated that guy. I hated most of the dentists we had growing up, I don't think we ever really had a good one. When I married Steve my teeth were a mess - putting it mildly. I knew I had to get some work done, but I was terrified of going, but Steve introduced me to his dentist and I'll never go to another one - he is the best! I still have panic attacks when I have to go, but I think that's conditioning, because he's really a good dentist and has never hurt me at all. If anything, he's give me so much novocain that I'm numb longer than normal! I don't know what I'm going to do when he retires!
Later!
It's cold, it's really, really cold. School was closed today because the wind chill this morning was anticipated to be below -20, and Mother Nature didn't disappoint us. The wind chills was -28 this morning when Steve went to work. That's too damn cold. I don't care. It's February, for Pete's sake! Our normal high for this time of year is 41. We're not even coming close to that for at least a week. I'm tired of the cold. It's the last week of February, someone needs to tell Mother Nature her winter nap is OVER! Going to the chiropractor was the only thing I went out for today, believe me!
I had a little issue with my pain pills last night. I had called the pharmacy on Monday to have my prescription refilled since I had enough for a day and a half or so. I forgot to go get them early yesterday so Steve stopped by on his way home to pick them up. He came home and told me the doctor had denied my prescription. WHAT!?! Number one, I've been taking this particular pain killer for over a year. You do not just stop taking it. Not unless you want some major withdrawal issues. Number two, I discussed this with the doctor when I switched care and he said he had no problem prescribing them for me, as I only take 2-3 per day. I called the pharmacy to ask what the doctor said and all they could tell me was the doctor doesn't do refills. What kind of stupid excuse was that? Of course the doctor does refills. Idiots. Of course it was after 5, so there was no one at the office and my doctor wasn't on call last night. I know usually doctors won't prescribe narcotics refills for people who aren't their patients, so here I sit at 5:30 p.m. with 1 pain pill left to last me all night. Ha ha! Steve called mom and she had some left over from a tooth she had a root canal on - in 2005. That went into the trash. I worked 6 hours and then went to bed. Steve brought the pills home tonight. Hooray. It's a lot easier to work when your hands feels like their connected to your body.
My brother got me thinking about dentists this afternoon. We had some doozies when we were growing up. I remember one dentist we had who assured me I didn't need any kind of anesthesia for a root canal. Oh yeah. I walked him from his office, about 2-1/2 miles, and cried every step of the way. I hated that guy. I hated most of the dentists we had growing up, I don't think we ever really had a good one. When I married Steve my teeth were a mess - putting it mildly. I knew I had to get some work done, but I was terrified of going, but Steve introduced me to his dentist and I'll never go to another one - he is the best! I still have panic attacks when I have to go, but I think that's conditioning, because he's really a good dentist and has never hurt me at all. If anything, he's give me so much novocain that I'm numb longer than normal! I don't know what I'm going to do when he retires!
Later!
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Good luck with the recall...
I heard on the news tonight that there's some guy in town who's starting a petition drive to oust the mayor. Good for him! Too bad he can't oust the rest of the city council while he's at it. There isn't a single one of them worth the powder it would take to blow them to hell. I've never had a particularly favorable view of anybody in politics - especially at the local level, probably started when I worked in the stupid city clerk's office. I can't figure out what the purpose of the city council is anyway, they're all idiots and ought to be sent packing along with the good for nothing mayor. It's nothing but a freaking mutal admiration society anyway. All you hear at election time is all the things they're going to do... Whatever. As soon as they get into office and the mayor says "jump" all they can say is "how high?" Of course really, what's difference does a recall make? We'll eventually get someone just as bad if not worse.
Of course national politics is the same thing. It's like this upcoming election - an absolute joke. There isn't a person running who would do any good for this country, but they could sure ruin it in a hurry. In the democratic party you have your choice of two communists and if you're republican you'll get to chose a liberal. Wow, what a choice. It's like being sentenced to death and being asked to choose which method you prefer. I'll be the first to admit (in case you hadn't figured it out on your own) I'm not enamored of politics or politicians. This country was founded on wonderful principles, which have slowly been eroded over the years by inept, money grubbing people with their own agendas. Nobody in any elected position really gives tinker's damn about the country or their constituants. All they care about is money, their yes men, and what they can to to further their miserable careers. Pathetic. I'm sure the founding fathers have given up in despair.
Of course national politics is the same thing. It's like this upcoming election - an absolute joke. There isn't a person running who would do any good for this country, but they could sure ruin it in a hurry. In the democratic party you have your choice of two communists and if you're republican you'll get to chose a liberal. Wow, what a choice. It's like being sentenced to death and being asked to choose which method you prefer. I'll be the first to admit (in case you hadn't figured it out on your own) I'm not enamored of politics or politicians. This country was founded on wonderful principles, which have slowly been eroded over the years by inept, money grubbing people with their own agendas. Nobody in any elected position really gives tinker's damn about the country or their constituants. All they care about is money, their yes men, and what they can to to further their miserable careers. Pathetic. I'm sure the founding fathers have given up in despair.
Monday, February 18, 2008
President's Day
I was just working on my blog, when I popped over to read my brother's and saw he called his entry for today "President's Day" also. Well, great minds think alike! Heh.
We didn't do too much this weekend. I worked some on Saturday, the weather was so cold on Friday my old bones were aching, so I didn't work for a whole shift. I had the time to make up on Saturday. Steve went to a gun show in Fremont, so I slept late, worked, and by the time he got home I was ready to call it a day as far as work was concerned. We went down to Borders and then to LaCasa's for pizza with mom and Bob.
Sunday I did nothing. And I do mean nothing! I lounged around the woodstove in pajama pants and a T-shirt all day yesterday. I finally got up long enough to take a shower and put clean PJs on about 7:30. All I did was watch 2 Blue Collar comedy specials, Funniest Home Videos, and some other guy on Comedy Central. It was a laugh a minute, I tell you... lol! I love Bill Engvall. He is so funny. Steve and I saw him years ago at the Funny Bone here in Omaha. He's funny on TV, but he was much funnier in person. I usually don't watch much Comedy Central, my sense of humor doesn't require every other word to be bleeped out or start with the letter "f", but sometimes they have some good stuff on. If you're careful...
This morning the optical place called and said my new glasses were ready, so I went to get them and then off to my therapist appointment. That was fun. Not. Knowing something, admitting you know something, and then working to change those things in your life isn't necessarily fun. But necessary if I want to live out the rest of my life with some sembelence of feeling normal. I think Freud would have fun with me! LOL!
The missionaries dropped by the other night. Elder Schultz has a dachshund at home, so I think whenever he needs a dachshie fix he comes to visit us. We were having a nice visit when WHAM! Buttercup and Sophie decided to mix it up once again. It turned into a free for all with all 7 dogs, Elder Kinderman, Steve, and I all working to break the dogfight up. Geez, that was fun... Nobody got bitten or hurt, so it's all good. Darn that Buttercup through, she just doesn't want to like Sophie! She spent the most of the rest of the evening in her kennel. Life doesn't have to be as hard as she makes it.
That's it for now I think... I had a big post written yesterday and then it just disappeared. I still hate my Gateway laptop. I'll never own a Gateway again. Ugh. Now the DV player/recorder doesn't work on it, so I have to go get it fixed. I'm wondering if spending the money is even worth it. I'd rather just put aside some money and get a new one. Piece of crap.
Steve's home, so I suppose he expects to be fed... Men!
Later.
We didn't do too much this weekend. I worked some on Saturday, the weather was so cold on Friday my old bones were aching, so I didn't work for a whole shift. I had the time to make up on Saturday. Steve went to a gun show in Fremont, so I slept late, worked, and by the time he got home I was ready to call it a day as far as work was concerned. We went down to Borders and then to LaCasa's for pizza with mom and Bob.
Sunday I did nothing. And I do mean nothing! I lounged around the woodstove in pajama pants and a T-shirt all day yesterday. I finally got up long enough to take a shower and put clean PJs on about 7:30. All I did was watch 2 Blue Collar comedy specials, Funniest Home Videos, and some other guy on Comedy Central. It was a laugh a minute, I tell you... lol! I love Bill Engvall. He is so funny. Steve and I saw him years ago at the Funny Bone here in Omaha. He's funny on TV, but he was much funnier in person. I usually don't watch much Comedy Central, my sense of humor doesn't require every other word to be bleeped out or start with the letter "f", but sometimes they have some good stuff on. If you're careful...
This morning the optical place called and said my new glasses were ready, so I went to get them and then off to my therapist appointment. That was fun. Not. Knowing something, admitting you know something, and then working to change those things in your life isn't necessarily fun. But necessary if I want to live out the rest of my life with some sembelence of feeling normal. I think Freud would have fun with me! LOL!
The missionaries dropped by the other night. Elder Schultz has a dachshund at home, so I think whenever he needs a dachshie fix he comes to visit us. We were having a nice visit when WHAM! Buttercup and Sophie decided to mix it up once again. It turned into a free for all with all 7 dogs, Elder Kinderman, Steve, and I all working to break the dogfight up. Geez, that was fun... Nobody got bitten or hurt, so it's all good. Darn that Buttercup through, she just doesn't want to like Sophie! She spent the most of the rest of the evening in her kennel. Life doesn't have to be as hard as she makes it.
That's it for now I think... I had a big post written yesterday and then it just disappeared. I still hate my Gateway laptop. I'll never own a Gateway again. Ugh. Now the DV player/recorder doesn't work on it, so I have to go get it fixed. I'm wondering if spending the money is even worth it. I'd rather just put aside some money and get a new one. Piece of crap.
Steve's home, so I suppose he expects to be fed... Men!
Later.
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