Monday, December 14, 2009

Almost Christmas?

How did we get here already?

This year flew by faster than usual.

And the last 2 months just disappeared.

My last blog entry was right before Halloween. November and December have been blurs.

After we chose a place for my uncle, the following weeks were taken over by moving preparations, packing, Thanksgiving prep, Thanksgiving, moving him the day after Thanksgiving, getting him settled in the first week of December and putting up the Christmas decorations last week.

With it being a shorter span between Thanksgiving and Christmas than it sometimes is, I feel like I have been shorted on my holiday season.

I love Christmas and it has been so rushed and busy and non-Christmasy that I am not at all in the Christmas spirit.

We've only got a week and a half left, so I need to get Christmasy soon.

I have about half my shopping done. I am normally completely done by now.

No baking done, though I am usually on my second round.

My cards are not out yet.

No wrapping at all done.

No gifts shipped to my grandpa or best friend on the East Coast.

I am so behind.

But I cannot get the song for the Lottery out of my head. I think it's a local commercial, so only locals would know what I am talking about. It's so catchy, I walk around singing it all the time and just when I get it out of my head, the commercial comes on.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Phew!

After weeks of hunting for a place to move my uncle, I finally got my mom to settle on a place.

It was one of the first places we saw. It's in a 55 & over building, but they allow people over 21 to live with the 55+ person, so my cousin can live with my uncle.

My mom was hesitant to put him in there even though it is as close to perfect for my uncle as it can be.

It's about 2 miles from my mom, so a mile farther than she goes now, but that's as close as we could get him.

It's also got flexicore ceilings, so it is very quiet. Where he's at now is on one of the busiest streets in Chicago and is ridiculously loud. So, it will be nice to be somewhere quieter.

It has elevators and step-in showers and it's wide open so he can get around, plus there is a balcony he can get out onto without a ramp. It's cozy and nice without being too nice that we would worry about a potential mess.

And it's affordable.

My mom kept wanting to see what else was out there and I was the one doing the research to find places. Places he could get into are either too expensive or too far.

She said he was concerned about transportation for my cousin (he doesn't have a car) and the fact that it's a 55+ building.

I kept telling her not to worry about my cousin, when he starts paying rent, then he gets a say.

She was getting herself all worked up about it and super stressed.

Finally, last week after we went to see another place that would have been good except that the doorways are far too narrow and there is no step-in shower, I had had enough.

I told her that if he was so concerned about my cousin not having transportation and being far from young people, then why did he have no problem moving from house to house going further out into the boondocks in the far North suburbs for so long? There was no bus at all. No restaurants, no stores for miles. There is a bus stop right outside this place. Not CTA, but still, transportation.

I proceeded to tell her that his choices are this place or a nursing home. There is nothing else he can afford. And his son cannot go to the nursing home with him, so, those are his choices, stop kowtowing to everything he wants. We are running out of time and if you wait, you will lose this place and he will end up in a nursing home.

I was very angry. I get so tired of all of us having to bend for them, yet they keep demanding more and more and she lets them have what they want rather than drawing a line.

So, my rant apparently gave her courage because she basically told him what I just said and he said okay.

Hallelujah!

So, now we just have to figure out when to move him. We can move him in after the 15th of November and he has to be out of his current place by December 1st. The only issue is that Thanksgiving falls in the middle of that and my brother-in-law's 40th birthday, so our dates to move him are limited.

I so wish I had money to hire a moving company and let them deal with it all. He has so much stuff and there are so few of us. I hope we can keep him in this new place for a very long time. I hate moving him.

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Damn Nurse!

Last week I got a flu shot.

I don't recall having had one as an adult. I never felt the need for one.

With the whole swine flu thing, my mother basically begged me to get a flu shot.

I was hesitant, but since she was begging, I agreed.

We both went together. The doctor's office had back to back appointments, which is unusual at this particular doctor's office.

They said, just come in at our scheduled times and the nurse would give us the shots.

Excellent. In and out.

My mom's appointment was at 3:30, mine at 3:45. They had us sign the waiver as we came in. I thought that was great because it would save us some time.

35 minutes later, my mom asked the women at the desk what the problem was. They said there were only 2 nurses working and the doctor's were busy so the nurses were going back and forth between the doctor's and the flu shots.

My mom asked them what the point of an appointment was if they weren't going to stick to it? If they were busy they shouldn't have scheduled the flu shots.

She came back and waited another 10 minutes before she was called. She came out and told me she yelled at the nurse.

Great. I'm next.

It was a full hour after my scheduled appointment. I go in and the nurse gives me more paperwork to fill out. Really?

The entire hour I was sitting in the waiting room didn't seem like a good time to have me do this?

Then she proceeds to tell me that they shouldn't give me the shot because I hadn't been to the office in 4 years.

It's not like I haven't been to a doctor. I get a yearly exam and blood panel at my gynecologists. I have had mammograms and surgery in the last year. I was in an immediate care center last year for sinusitis and bronchitis.

By this point I was annoyed, plus I woke up in a bad mood.

I fill out her stupid paper work but leave the bottom empty. She comes in and tells me I HAVE to fill that out.

All it is is the part where I assign someone for them to discuss my records with.

Um, I don't think I should blanketly give permission for that.

I already gave you an emergency contact. If I have something wrong with me, I will give you the name of the person to talk to.

She tells me she will give me the shot, then I can finish that and make an appointment to see the doctor.

Whatever, lady.

She stabs my arm and I swear to you, it hurt! Badly! I kept thinking, no wonder little kids cry!

I've had shots before. I have had blood drawn. I am not afraid of needles. But that hurt!

She left and I filled out the bottom of the damn sheet. I walked to the front and no one was there. I set the form on the counter and bolted. I wasn't waiting another minute in this place.

I waved to my mom to go. I got in the car and told her how bad it hurt and she said it didn't hurt her at all.

I said, that's because you yelled at the lady and pissed her off, so she took it out on me!

Then I told her what the woman told me about not having been there and the stupid form.

My mom said I have to fill out the bottom because if I was in the ER, they'd fax it to the ER and know they could talk to her.

I said, if I am in ER in such a situation where I cannot speak or write, then they will need to work on me before they can find out who my primary physician is, contact the office and have them fax it, so that paper would be of absolutely no use.

Otherwise, I can assign a person to discuss my medical condition with at the time. I don't like the idea of giving open, blind permission for them to discuss my health with anyone including my mother.

Monday, October 19, 2009

October? Already? Again?

It's hard to believe we are in the middle of October already.

It's actually pretty hard to believe we are almost to 2010! How did that happen? When did time start accelerating so quickly?

I don't like it. Make it stop.

My niece and nephew put time into perspective for me. Days and weeks and years that would otherwise run into each other and seem like one are broken down by these two kids.

My niece is 7. I shake my head in disbelief. She was just a toddler pronouncing words wrong with her wide-eyed wonderment. Now she's a second grader. Tall and toothless. Learning more every day. Developing a strong personality.

I'm proud of the people they are becoming, but it's difficult to wrap my head around the time that has passed.

Years and the seasons within them fly by.

Fall is in full blast, which is my favorite season. The seasons represent changes in nature, but also within us and I am looking for some big changes in my life.

I've been distant as of late. Partly out of frustration. When my life turns chaotic, I turn within myself. I withdraw. Not healthy, I know, it's just how I am. One more gift from my father.

Most people turn to each other to sort things out. I go inside myself. I've always been that way. I work things out on my own.

Most bloggers blog about what's going on their life. I do too if it's positive things.

My absence started with me helping a friend with something. It's not something that I would blog about. Partly because it's not my business and partly because it's a part of myself that I do not share with people because it generally attracts judgment.

When that was resolved, then the whole job thing happened and I really did not want to talk about it much.

Then we found out we have to move my uncle, which is a daunting task. It's difficult to find a place that a bedridden person can physically access. The building has to be ground level or have an elevator. The doorways have to be at least 33 inches, which only newer buildings have. It has to have a step-in shower. It has to have central air because his MS is worsened by heat and central air is the only way to really control the air temp of the entire place. And it has to be affordable. Someone on social security disability has a very limited income. If he had a few hundred more dollars each month, it would be much easier, but he doesn't.

Then there is the task of packing up all his things and moving it all when there are few of us to do it. Add to that that he has to move during thanksgiving again....

Needless to say, I've been a bit distant and quite crabby.

Friday, September 25, 2009

Long Time No See

Hello!

Sorry I have been gone for so long.

As many of you know, I started a new job the beginning of the month.

What you do no know is that after being at the new job for about an hour, the person I was replacing decided to come back, so I was once again out of a job.

I will admit that I wasn't terribly upset. I was upset about not having a job, but just not really upset about not having THAT job.

I had a strange feeling about the place from the first interview. I was very uncomfortable there.

The day that I started, I was alone for the first 45 minutes. Completely alone. I also found out that I was also to be the Receptionist and Office Manager, which nobody bothered to mention prior.

So combining the strange feeling and the misleading and dishonest nature of the people, I was a bit relieved to not have to be there.

I just didn't feel like talking about it. After telling me family and friends, I had had enough of repeating my story.

I am waiting to hear about another one. So fingers crossed!!!

Saturday, September 5, 2009

I Got a Job!

I got A call!

I was offered one of the jobs and I accepted. I start Tuesday. YAY for having a job in this economy!

It's not the one I REALLY REALLY want, but I could still hear from them....

I'm just relieved to have a full-time job, especially after hearing that the unemployment rate grew. I just have to remind myself of that when I feel whiny about not hearing from the other one....

But I got a job!

I had been hoping to have a job by my birthday, which was yesterday, so I got what I wanted!

That being said, I will do my best to update a few times a week, but with a new job and commuting down to the Loop everyday, I don't know what my time is going to be like yet....

Thanks for all the luck!

Monday, August 31, 2009

Waiting On A Call

Many of you know that I have been job hunting for quite some time. Part of my tag line is that I am searching for my career.

A while back I had determined that I wanted to work in the legal field as a paralegal or something similar.

With the current job market, though, I am open to other job opportunities, especially if it is a job that I could be happy doing.

I have had some bad luck with all of this getting maybe one call a month if lucky, sometimes, a couple months go by with nothing.

In the last 10 days or so, I had 4 interviews, 3 at law firms. One for a paralegal, one for a receptionist and one for an assistant position.

All three are downtown and within blocks of each other. In fact, 2 I interviewed for on the same day were literally across the street from each other.

What is also interesting is that I interviewed at each company according to size. The first firm was tiny, only 4 lawyers. The second has 13 layers, the 3rd has 42 lawyers.

All 4 positions are looking for someone to start immediately. The one that is not at a law firm is part-time, but it would be a fun job. The other 3 at the law firms are full-time and all vary in responsibility. All 3 would be great opportunities.

However, I am hoping for one of them in particular. I think it would be the best fit for me and vice versa as well as being a fun job with the most potential. I should be hearing from the 3 law firms anytime in the next day or two, so fingers crossed!

Thursday, August 27, 2009

So Neglected

I have neglected my blog, sadly, for nearly a month. I didn't realize it had been that long.

The month of August has been so very busy for me. Between working on my online classes, birthdays, accompanying people to doctors, general summer things, helping out friends in need and interviews, I have been busier than I normally would be.

As such, I just have not had time or focus for blogging. I feel bad about it because I have ignored that side of myself, but also because I hate when I go to a blog and there are no updates for weeks on end. Sorry!!!

I will try to update more frequently.

Monday, August 3, 2009

Such Genes

Today is my paternal grandfather's 94th birthday. Happy Birthday, Grandpa!

I am blessed with longevity on both sides. As you probably know, my maternal grandmother is 90.

I pray I am blessed with a combination of the two as I age. They both have all their faculties. Both have excellent memories of the past and still have their senses of humor. My grandpa still loves to sing and my grandma still loves to read and watches CNN every day.

My grandma took care of my uncle (who has MS) up until 2 years ago when his accident and near death took a huge toll on her physically. She still gets around pretty good, but needs assistance. She is shakier on her feet than my grandpa.

My grandpa still drives, though he only drives the block and a half to the diner he goes to every day. He lives entirely on his own and sleeps in the upstairs bedroom rather than the one on the ground floor. He took care of my grandma, who had had a couple of strokes, before she passed 6 years ago.

I often forget how blessed I am in this department. I am so accustomed to having my grandparents that I forget that most of my friends no longer have theirs or never knew theirs.

My grandpa lives on the East Coast so I have not seen him in a very long time and cannot wish him a happy birthday in person. None of his children live near him and my sister and I are his only grandchildren. Thankfully, he has some fabulous neighbors who bake him a cake every year and act as the surrogate children.

Happy Birthday, Grandpa!

Friday, July 31, 2009

The Kid Made My Day

I was in the grocery store today, the soup aisle to be exact, when a little girl ran up to me.

She tapped me on the arm and I looked down to see this smiling face looking up at me.

This girl was about 8 or 9, I'd say, and had some form of Downs Syndrome. She was showing me some pieces of paper she had found.

I could see how proud she was of this paper. I smiled and talked to her about it for a minute or so. When I said how nice it was, she smiled, gave me a thumbs up and said, "nice." The first word she said to me.

Her mom and brothers (who looked like twins) were about 5-10 feet away during this encounter. When they came closer, she tapped me again and said, "bye" then gave me a big hug.

She made my day today.

Saturday, July 25, 2009

My Little 13-Year-Old Me

A month before we both turned 20, one of my closest friends gave birth to a beautiful baby girl.

Being that we were so very young, this child was the first among all my friends, so she immediately took a special place in my heart. Not to mention all the other factors around this child's life.

For the first few years of her life, I was very close to her. I took care of her part-time while her mom was in school and I spoiled her with presents. I even hand made her an Easter dress, making the pattern as well. After holding her in my arms for hours, I could draw a pattern to fit her little body perfectly.

As time passed and our friendship changed, as most relationships do, my friend and I have not been as close. I rarely see her and speak to her just as infrequently. She pops in and out of my life randomly.

I have always felt a special love for that little girl. She turns 13 in a couple of weeks.

I planned to send her a card with a note and then I got an email stating that her aunt, my friend's sister, is compiling a scrapbook of letters from strong women who have touched the girl's life, whether in a big or small way. She asked us to write a letter to our 13-year-old selves and tell that girl anything we would tell her if we could go back in time.

This is just a part of what I have written:

Never let anyone make you feel like you aren’t enough. You are. You are good enough, smart enough, pretty enough, funny enough, thin enough. YOU are enough. Anyone that makes you think otherwise is not good enough for you.

Don’t let people make you feel like you have to do things you may be uncomfortable doing. Just because it’s cool or they think it’s fun doesn’t mean you have to feel that way too. Chances are that if they are trying to make you feel weird about not wanting to do it, they really are afraid to do it too.

Live with no regrets. That means that you don’t do things just to fit in or make someone else happy. That means you live as authentically as you can. Be who you are and do what makes you soar inside.

Do not let fear control you. While some fear is healthy and can keep you out of danger, other fear is debilitating and can stop you from growing, progressing and truly experiencing life.

Trust your gut. Always. God gave us all gut instincts. Most people do not trust theirs. Always go with your gut. If you learn to do this, it will never let you down. If your gut tells you to do something that you are afraid will hurt someone’s feelings, don’t worry about that. Do what your gut tells you.

Cherish your friendships, but know when to let unhealthy friendships go. Some people are soul-sucking, learn to let those people out of your life. And some people are only meant to be in your life for a period of time while others are meant to be there forever.

Realize that everything in life happens for a reason. Even the really terrible things that you think you can’t survive. Every experience, good or bad, happens for a reason. Sometimes you won’t know what that reason is, sometimes you are not meant to know, but there is a reason. Embrace the good and bad. It makes you the person you will ultimately become.

Don’t waste time being unhappy. It takes a lot of energy to be unhappy. It is so much easier to choose to be happy.

Learn to forgive. It is hard. Harder for some than for others, but you need to learn to do it. Holding on to grudges is unhealthy for you and it serves no purpose. Forgiveness does not mean you forget or even stay close with someone who wronged you terribly, but forgiving them frees you.

It’s okay to do things for others as long as you truly live for yourself.

Don’t let experiences slip by, but also do not be in such a hurry to be an adult. All those things you think make you an adult really don’t. It’s the time that passes and knowledge you gain with each experience that makes you an adult. Doing the things does not. You will be an adult before you know it, so let yourself be a kid while you are one. Once you are an adult, you will be wishing you had some of that time back.


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Monday, July 20, 2009

Vibrating Mascara?

Can anyone tell me WHY we need vibrating mascara?

First it was vibrating toothbrushes. Then vibrating razors. Now vibrating mascara?

Seriously, is this necessary?

Is this even safe?

How do I know that when I put this mascara wand to my eyelashes that they won't be ripped painfully from my eye due to the pulsing action?

What real purpose does this have other than taking more money from my wallet?

From what I can see, the "benefits" are exactly the same as every other mascara on the market except this one "vibrates 7,000 times per stroke."

I've questioned the purpose of the other vibrating toiletries and I have to ask again, is this some type of acceptable sex toy marketed as a cosmetic?

No woman would be embarrassed to purchase a sex toy disguised as mascara.

Is it like a James Bond sex toy? Looks like real mascara, but is something entirely different.

You can carry it in your purse or keep it in your nightstand without worrying that someone might see it.

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Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Aversion To White Blouses

I've had an aversion to the basic white blouse for a while.

I've never known why, I just hate wearing a white blouse. I'm okay with other color blouses, or even a white blouse with something else on it, but plain white is no good.

Polos too. I have never liked a polo and I always thought it was because it was a bit yuppie-esque.

Today, I had what Oprah would call an "aha" moment.

I was getting ready for an interview. I was putting on a light gray suit and a white blouse. I know, I just said I don't like them, but they say it's good for an interview.

This was a cuter white blouse with some cute seaming and sleeves, but still, just a white blouse (similar in style to this one).

As I'm putting on the shirt, I had a flashback to my 12 years of Catholic school and it hit me!

I hate white blouses and polos because I wore them every day for 12 years! It's the damn uniform quality to a white shirt that I hate! It's nothing personal against the color or the style, just more than a decade of trauma wearing these shirts!

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

How was your 4th?

I hope everyone had a great 4th of July.

This is the first year in a long time that I actually enjoyed the 4th. It wasn't very hot. The morons in the neighborhood could not afford to buy an entire flatbed of fireworks, so I could actually sleep at night the entire weekend. It was very relaxed. And, of course, the kids were really cute.

A lot of people in the neighborhood shoot off fireworks, so we just sat in the backyard and watched as if we were at some municipal display.

We had burgers and hot dogs, potato salad and coleslaw, chips and that kind of thing.

We also had lots of fruit, chocolate covered strawberries, rice krispies treats and we made s'mores.

The kids had a great time with the snaps you throw on the ground and those snakes you light on fire. They enjoyed the pyro aspect more than watching the snakes grow...

They also followed grandpa around the entire time. It was cute.

Funny story. My 7 year old niece likes to hear herself make noise. Sometimes she sounds like a donkey, sometimes like a horse, sometimes like a monkey. Saturday, she sounded like a squealing pig and I told her so.

She said, "that's a bad word." I said, "what is? Squealing?" She said, "no, pig."

I laughed and said, "pig is not a bad word." She said, "yes it is, Muslims don't like pigs."

I laughed again and told her you can say the word pig in front of a Muslim. She said no, you can't. They don't like pigs. One of her classmates and her 1st grade teacher are Muslim.

I said, "they don't eat pork, but you can say pig."

She said "no, you can't."

I said, "either way, you are not Muslim, so I can say pig to you."

She said, "oh yeah." She forgot she's not Muslim. Strange little child. She is so concerned about offending others, she doesn't think about whether or not those that could be offended are present.

Friday, June 26, 2009

3 Icons Gone

The death of Ed McMahon, while sad, was not too terribly unexpected. He was 86 and struggling with cancer.

No doubt, I was saddened to hear that he passed. He has been a presence my entire life from watching the Tonight Show as a kid to Star Search to seeing him knock on doors presenting sweepstakes checks to lucky winners.

He had a long, fulfilling life for which we will all remember him. It's unfortunate that he had to spend his last years dealing with his very public financial issues. He will be missed.

Farrah Fawcett's death was also not too terribly unexpected. However, I feel very sad about her passing. Her battle with cancer has been long and very public; I don't think there was a person out there that wasn't pulling for her to beat it.

I was born in the 70's, so I grew up with her image and her name all round me. Her image as one of Charlie's Angels and the hairstyle named after her feathery hair will live on forever. Most recently her image has been of a courageous woman truly fighting cancer and a woman preparing to marry her longtime love, Ryan O'Neal.

I'm sorry she lost her battle and I am sorry for those who loved her. I think I am particularly touched by her death because she was only a year older than my mother. May her family find peace.

Michael Jackson's death is such a shock. I first saw it online and I did not believe it. Then my mom told me she heard it on the radio.

I know his life has been strange the last decade or so, but he is an icon, a true American Idol, the King of Pop. I do not remember a time in my life when Michael Jackson wasn't influencing something. The first record I bought was his. I have his doll. I had a glove like his.

He was a musical genius. Like Prince, he was eccentric, but beyond talented in everything he touched. A true performer.

I will not speak to the allegations and charges he faced nor his plastic surgeries. I will not disparage the dead. However, I will say that he will be remembered for his musical contributions and the way he changed the face of pop music and videos.

His death is shocking me almost as much as Heath Ledger's. I just cannot believe it.

I hope all three icons can rest in peace and their families can also find peace. The world will not forget them.

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Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Bliss & Promises

I was preparing to report to you my new favorite thing. Hershey's Bliss Dark Chocolate candy.

I am a chocoholic. I have said many times that I don't have a sweet tooth, all my teeth are sweet.

I have a really healthy diet all day long, but at night, I get the craving for sweets like ice cream or cookies. I have kept it at bay with cereal, but sometimes, I just need some real chocolate.

The Bliss candy has really helped. I can eat one and am satisfied.

I've lost about 10 pounds in 6 months by cutting out the ice cream and cookies, so, I was going to report my excitement about how the Bliss has helped.

Yesterday, my mom bought me a bag of Dove Promises Peanut Butter candy.

I cannot eat just one. The serving size is 5 pieces, same as with the Bliss, but I don't eat more than one Bliss. The Promises, I have a hard time stopping at the 5! In the 24 hours since I have had this bag of candy, I'd say I have eaten about 15 or so pieces.

I told my mom not to buy any more of those! They are evil! Delicious, but evil. They should not be called Promises, but rather Gluttony.


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Monday, June 22, 2009

Migraine & A Free Day in the City

I have been MIA again and I apologize.

Partly due to physical issues. Last week I had so much pain my right neck, shoulder and hand that I stayed away from the computer as much as possible. Then Friday night, just before bed, I got a terrible headache which turned into a migraine and is still here.

Thankfully, I felt just fine Friday because I had plans to go into the city with an old friend and her 4 and almost 2 year old daughters.

The forecast threatened of severe weather, but we were going regardless. It was a free day at the Shedd Aquarium.

She called me to tell me she'd be late because it was already storming by her and she was having a hard time getting the girls in the car because the storm was scaring them. It hadn't started by me, though I could see lightening to the West, which is the direction from which she was coming.

An hour later she arrived and it was just starting to drizzle. By the time we got to the Eisenhower (I-290), it was raining pretty hard. By the time we got off and were making our way to Lake Shore Drive, it was a torrential downpour. I was so glad she drove her minivan rather than me try to drive my Grand Am! I would have been stalled on LSD with as much water as was on the street.

We made it into the parking area of the Shedd when we saw the sign that it was a 2 hour wait to get in. With the line to get into the parking garage wrapped around the corner, a 2 hour wait, the storm coming down like it was and a 4 and 2 year old, we decided to go to plan B.

Plan B was the Museum of Science & Industry, which is about 4 miles further south. It was also free that day, but it hadn't been advertised on the news and such like the Shedd had.

We felt bad for the kids, especially the little one. They were excited to see the fish.

We got to the museum and turned into the parking garage just as they were closing it because it was full. We were having really terrible luck up to this point. We were giving up and getting ready to turn back onto Lake Shore Drive to head home when my friend decided to go to the right to see what was over there. We turned into an open parking lot near some benches and a pond.

We actually found a spot too and by that time, it had stopped raining. We had to walk a little bit to get to the entrance, but it was so worth it because the parking was FREE!

I can't say I have found free parking in Chicago for anything before. We had expected to split the parking making it either $8 or $10 each depending on where we parked, but Free?!

The museum was crowded, but not like I would have thought, though it was a sauna in there. We had so much fun and it was completely free!!!!

Now, if we had known about that parking lot and intended to park there for free, we would not have found a spot, I just know it. The parking gods felt sorry for us and let us have a spot because just after we parked, a stream of cars came in asking us if we were leaving as we were unloading the kids!

It's rare to get a free treat like that and it was even better to have it with a friend I hadn't seen in a year and two incredibly sweet little girls.

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Friday, June 12, 2009

No Sleep & JackHammers

I couldn't sleep last night.

One reason is because I had Starbucks and did not take a sleeping pill.

I did not take it because the last few times I did, I ended up waking up a dozen times, so I thought I'd just go without.

Last night, I dozed, but never went into a full sleep until about 6:30 a.m. Up until then, I was either wide awake or dozing for a few minutes.

Then, at precisely 8:00 a.m., the jackhammer began.  I knew it was coming, but still....

We are having our porch replaced because it is crumbling. The very snowy, cold winters we've had and all the salt have not helped the cement porch.

This morning the crew came to demolish the porch and started with the jackhammer at 8:00 and did not stop until about 10:00. I tried to sleep through the noise, but that was impossible.

I feel like I'm hungover, though no alcohol was consumed. Now that I think of it, I bet that would have helped me sleep! Oh well. I'll keep it in mind for next time.

(I thought the jackhammering was done....they just started up again! BAH!)

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Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Surrogate Wife Wanted

What would you think if you saw that ad title?

I was on craigslist looking for jobs in the etcetera section. Sometimes they post legit jobs, not just research panels, egg donors and other interesting ways of making money.

While perusing, I saw that ad title and had to click on it to see exactly what a surrogate wife is. I know what a surrogate mother is, so, I had to look. This is the ad:

"Sophisticated distinguished gentleman seeking surrogate wife.
Full time live in position for the right candidate.
Perform ALL of the duties of a wife without the paperwork
Live in luxury, very upscale suburb! Take luxury vacations! Negotiable monthly allowance.
Retirement Plan.
You:
Attractive in shape female age 18 to 37 looking to be taken care of by an attractive gentleman age 56 in exchange for performing ALL wifely duties at a high level.
You must be adventurous and willing to experiment in the wifely arts.

Email back with a letter describing yourself and why you are the one for this position. include a physical description of yourself and include a recent accurate photo.
Applications without a photo will NOT be considered."

Interesting and creative way to look for sex, no? I wonder if when he says ALL the wifely duties if that includes picking up his dirty underwear, laying out his clothes and nagging.

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Sunday, June 7, 2009

True Blood Addiction

I have been a bit neglectful of my blog this week. I just haven't really had anything to say.

Well, that's not entirely true. I have things to say, I just haven't felt like typing them.

I attribute the problem to a few things.

One being "medical" issues. Everyone seems to have something going wrong with them physically, but I will touch on that another day.

Another being my new addiction to True Blood.

An old friend recommended it to me. I had honestly never heard of it until a few weeks ago when the ads for the first season on DVD started airing everywhere. (I may have heard of it prior, but I didn't pay any attention.)

It makes me laugh that I like this type of thing now. When I was a kid, I absolutely hated anything even remotely scary. There was no way I would have watched or read a story about vampires, even friendly ones like Bill Compton or Edward Cullen.

After reading Twilight, I have developed a vampire addiction. So when my friend suggested I watch this series and read the books by Charlaine Harris, I started to look into it.

I found I could watch True Blood On Demand from beginning to end and I bought the first book in the Sookie Stackhouse series.

I started watching True Blood Tuesday and watched 3 episodes in one night, only stopping because it was 1:30 in the morning and I had to get up in a few hours. I have watched all but 2 episodes as of the time I write this. I haven't read the book yet, but that's more because I am too busy watching the show than anything.

If you don't like vampires, foul language, nudity (I admit, seeing Anna Paquin naked is a bit disturbing) or sex scenes, you wouldn't want to watch this, but if those things are okay on your list, dig in, it's so fun!

Part of the appeal of this show is beyond the vampire fun and the incredible bodies of some of these men, it's the setting. Bon Temp, Louisiana. You may be aware that New Orleans is my favorite place and I have been yearning for a visit. It's been a couple years already and every couple of years I have a need to go there.

The show is making that need worse while also helping ease it. The voodoo and accents and swamp setting makes me feel like I am there. Now, I never knowingly encountered a vampire on any of my trips, but it wouldn't surprise me to find out I had. If you have ever been to New Orleans, I imagine you know what I mean.

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Friday, June 5, 2009

Thanks For the Prayers!

Thanks to all of you who sent warm thoughts and prayers for my little cousin.

Her surgery was yesterday and lasted about 8 hours.

The doctors are very pleased with the way the surgery went and are 95% positive that the outcome will be as they hoped.

She will have a couple of stents in for about a month and they will keep a close eye on her during that time. They are very confident that this surgery will allow her to live a happy and healthy life going forward. Fingers crossed they are right.

I have never seen this child smile. She does not smile in person or in photos. My cousin had a photo of her 4 granddaughters, including this one, and I said it was too bad that she wasn't smiling because they all looked so happy.

She said she never smiles, but who can blame her. Poor baby, this should be the time in her life when she is carefree and smiling all the time. I hope that can happen for her soon.

Thanks again!

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

A Prayer Please

Tomorrow, my 4 year old cousin is having major surgery.

Poor little thing has had about a dozen surgeries since she was born.

She came into this world fighting for her life because of a kidney disorder.

The doctor who cared for her at birth did what he thought was best, but it has complicated things.

If he had done a different procedure, they could have just removed her bad kidney, but he went through the good kidney, so both are now affected.

She had a surgery a couple of months ago and they had hoped that it had solved the problem, but after an ultrasound last week, they determined that it did not.

Thursday she is undergoing a surgery that can last anywhere from 5 to 19 hours. Please pray for this little one and her family. I know they are all terrified for her.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Medium NOT Canceled!

Last week I saw a piece reporting on the shows that have been canceled.

Some are really popular, long standing shows like Without A Trace and My Name Is Earl.

Other not so much. There are a lot of new shows and shows that were barely hanging on which have been axed.

I was sad to read that Lipstick Jungle is one of them, which I know Alicia over at Fashiona's Musings will be sad about that too.

One that wasn't listed was Medium.

Last week when I was watching Medium, they showed previews for the June 1st episode saying the Medium Finale. Not the Medium Season Finale. I was so upset that they had canceled this show!

If you don't know, I have always been a TV Junkie. A lot of it just background noise, but there are some things I'd rather watch as background noise than others.

There are shows I have to watch each week, otherwise I'd be lost, like Heroes. If you miss one episode, it is very confusing to watch the next one.

Other shows, I can miss, but would rather not, like Ugly Betty, NCIS, Ghost Whisperer and Medium. (That's what On Demand is for)


Last night, I made sure to tune in for what I thought was the last episode of Medium.

It ended with "to be continued...."

Huh?

There were no previews though.

I got online and began to search and found Medium has been canceled by NBC and picked up by CBS!

No wonder NBC is in last place. They keep canceling and moving around good shows and keeping mostly crap.

I have turned into a CBS person, which I would never have expected. When I was young, there was very little that interested me on CBS. Everything cool was on NBC or ABC.

Now, I watch very little on networks other than CBS. I watch Ugly Betty and Brothers & Sisters on ABC. Heroes, The Biggest Loser, Law & Order: SVU and Southland on NBC.

On CBS, I watch all the CSI's, NCIS, Ghost Whisperer, Numbers, Criminal Minds (with the very yummy Shemar Moore), Cold Case....

Granted, I do not watch all the CBS shows religiously. Other than NCIS and Ghost Whisperer, the others are fillers. Shows I can watch or not watch, it doesn't make a difference. I often watch them in reruns in the summer or On Demand if nothing is on.

Now I can add Medium to that list of CBS shows, which will air Fridays between Ghost Whisperer and Numbers. I am so glad CBS has the brains to pick up good shows that other networks drop.

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