My laptop is not working right. The wireless connection isn't working. I can't hit the internet or check e-mail. So - - don't think I'm ignoring you today. I'm just technologically set back today.
That bites, huh? I guess I should do some housework or something. You know, take advantage of this new found freedom.
I'm going to try to stay away from the phen's today so that I can stay awake. Yikes - - that stuff is vicious.
This is B. Over and out...
Friday, July 11
Thursday, July 10
The good, the bad and the huh?
I saw the doctor today. He is pretty sure that it is my gall bladder that is giving me trouble. The good news is that the sonogram didn't show any gall stones. That's also the "huh?"
His office made an appointment for me with a surgeon. I see him on Monday afternoon. I'm sure I'll have more tests. Even though there are no stones, my gall bladder can still be bad. Or so I understand. What I do know is that I can't eat most foods without getting incredibly nauseated. Still. I can take phenergan for the nausea but it kicks my butt. Talk about making you sleep. Wowzers. I tolerated some crackers today. That was nice. I got bold and tried some grilled chicken with some plain white rice tonight. No dice. Ugh. I popped another pill so basically, I am short for this world for another day. I'm about to hit the hay.
The bad news. I know, thought that was it, huh? You guys are all going to have to do Grease without me. I have no idea what the surgeon will say or do on Monday. I could be completely out of commission on Thursday. I just don't know. So go ahead and make your plans. Have a wonderful time. And miss me. (*sigh*) I know I'll miss hanging out with my buddies.
If you would, please pray for me. If it is God's plan, I would love to be healed from whatever it is that has taken over me. I know God can heal it and make me whole again. If not - - may He be glorified somehow through this. I really, really feel that way.
Okay - - I need to check out. Have a fabulous Friday everyone.
Smooches all around...
His office made an appointment for me with a surgeon. I see him on Monday afternoon. I'm sure I'll have more tests. Even though there are no stones, my gall bladder can still be bad. Or so I understand. What I do know is that I can't eat most foods without getting incredibly nauseated. Still. I can take phenergan for the nausea but it kicks my butt. Talk about making you sleep. Wowzers. I tolerated some crackers today. That was nice. I got bold and tried some grilled chicken with some plain white rice tonight. No dice. Ugh. I popped another pill so basically, I am short for this world for another day. I'm about to hit the hay.
The bad news. I know, thought that was it, huh? You guys are all going to have to do Grease without me. I have no idea what the surgeon will say or do on Monday. I could be completely out of commission on Thursday. I just don't know. So go ahead and make your plans. Have a wonderful time. And miss me. (*sigh*) I know I'll miss hanging out with my buddies.
If you would, please pray for me. If it is God's plan, I would love to be healed from whatever it is that has taken over me. I know God can heal it and make me whole again. If not - - may He be glorified somehow through this. I really, really feel that way.
Okay - - I need to check out. Have a fabulous Friday everyone.
Smooches all around...
Wednesday, July 9
Ouch...
Okay, okay. I'm so sorry. Nothing like getting griped out by my fans. *wink*
I'll shoot straight 'wit ya. I haven't felt too bueno in the last 24 hours. Every time I eat, I get really nauseated. No fever. No nasty poo. Just really, really nauseated. And you know I haven't puked. I don't like what I read about it. The internet is a frightening place when you google symptoms of stuff. Especially when you can be somewhat of a hypochondriac. I called my doctor. He was gone for the day but his nurse was still there. She asked me several questions. Then she asked me whether or not I still had my gall bladder. (Yeah - - that's what I googled. Oh great. As if I don't have enough ailments.) Long story short - - I see the doctor at 9:15 in the morning.
Now - - my new Bible study. Interesting. It addresses illness. And healing. Today was my first day. I enjoyed it. The verse for this week: Matthew 6:34. Worry. Don't do it. (Easy to say, hard to do.) The study talks about stress and illness. Then it talks about how that can affect your spiritual health. I *so* need this right now.
Time for Some Quality Chick Time!!! It's Grease! - - Seriously. Who is in? We need to get tickets. Like - - today. It may be nearly impossible to pick a date when we can all go at the same time. (Ugh.) I called ACT today and they said that the show runs this weekend through August 2nd. It is at 8:00 p.m. on Thursdays - Saturdays. The Friday nights for the next two weekends are pretty full. I also already have plans the 25th. So that basically leaves that Friday out, too. With that in mind - - what date sounds good? I have a nom or two for the 17th. That's a Thursday. I'm not opposed to a Saturday showing. I also don't mind Sunday afternoon. There are two of those. One on the 20th and one on the 27th. Those are at 2:00 p.m. The show is approximately two hours. The tickets are $15. Let's go. Who is in? Call me TODAY!!! I *will* go without you and then shamelessly tell you have awesome it was...
Okay - - I'm going to *try* to nibble on a cracker and then go to bed. I'll check in with you peeps tomorrow. I should be home late morning. Say a prayer for me if you would...
I'll shoot straight 'wit ya. I haven't felt too bueno in the last 24 hours. Every time I eat, I get really nauseated. No fever. No nasty poo. Just really, really nauseated. And you know I haven't puked. I don't like what I read about it. The internet is a frightening place when you google symptoms of stuff. Especially when you can be somewhat of a hypochondriac. I called my doctor. He was gone for the day but his nurse was still there. She asked me several questions. Then she asked me whether or not I still had my gall bladder. (Yeah - - that's what I googled. Oh great. As if I don't have enough ailments.) Long story short - - I see the doctor at 9:15 in the morning.
Now - - my new Bible study. Interesting. It addresses illness. And healing. Today was my first day. I enjoyed it. The verse for this week: Matthew 6:34. Worry. Don't do it. (Easy to say, hard to do.) The study talks about stress and illness. Then it talks about how that can affect your spiritual health. I *so* need this right now.
Time for Some Quality Chick Time!!! It's Grease! - - Seriously. Who is in? We need to get tickets. Like - - today. It may be nearly impossible to pick a date when we can all go at the same time. (Ugh.) I called ACT today and they said that the show runs this weekend through August 2nd. It is at 8:00 p.m. on Thursdays - Saturdays. The Friday nights for the next two weekends are pretty full. I also already have plans the 25th. So that basically leaves that Friday out, too. With that in mind - - what date sounds good? I have a nom or two for the 17th. That's a Thursday. I'm not opposed to a Saturday showing. I also don't mind Sunday afternoon. There are two of those. One on the 20th and one on the 27th. Those are at 2:00 p.m. The show is approximately two hours. The tickets are $15. Let's go. Who is in? Call me TODAY!!! I *will* go without you and then shamelessly tell you have awesome it was...
Okay - - I'm going to *try* to nibble on a cracker and then go to bed. I'll check in with you peeps tomorrow. I should be home late morning. Say a prayer for me if you would...
Sunday, July 6
Fresh Bread
So - - I dusted off the bread maker, tossed the ingredients inside and...
it smells so good in this house right now!!
I'll let you know how it tastes later. I can't wait. Hot, fresh, French bread.
(It smelled bad in here before. That's the main reason I did it. Husband fried some potatoes and some zucchini last night. That oil smell just wouldn't go away. It was making me sick. Now it smells so much better in here.)
It's almost done!!! Jealous?
it smells so good in this house right now!!
I'll let you know how it tastes later. I can't wait. Hot, fresh, French bread.
(It smelled bad in here before. That's the main reason I did it. Husband fried some potatoes and some zucchini last night. That oil smell just wouldn't go away. It was making me sick. Now it smells so much better in here.)
It's almost done!!! Jealous?
Friday, July 4
The Five Parts of the DOI...
Assuming Political Independence:
When in the Course of human events, it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another, and to assume among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the Laws of Nature and of Nature's God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation.
The Right to Revolution (Preamble):
We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.
That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed, That whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new Government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their Safety and Happiness.
Prudence, indeed, will dictate that Governments long established should not be changed for light and transient causes; and accordingly all experience hath shewn, that mankind are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable, than to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed. But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same Object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute Despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such Government, and to provide new Guards for their future security.
And then they *go off* on why King George is unfit to rule them. I won't list all of that.
Then - - they list their disappointment in the people of England as well as Parliament for not being able to work with them in reaching some sort of agreement.
Finally - - a Declaration of Independence. Freedom.
I hadn't read it in years. I found it boring in high school. Surprisingly fascinating as a "grown up." Go read it. Cool stuff.
Happy Independence Day!!
When in the Course of human events, it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another, and to assume among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the Laws of Nature and of Nature's God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation.
The Right to Revolution (Preamble):
We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.
That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed, That whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new Government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their Safety and Happiness.
Prudence, indeed, will dictate that Governments long established should not be changed for light and transient causes; and accordingly all experience hath shewn, that mankind are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable, than to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed. But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same Object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute Despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such Government, and to provide new Guards for their future security.
And then they *go off* on why King George is unfit to rule them. I won't list all of that.
Then - - they list their disappointment in the people of England as well as Parliament for not being able to work with them in reaching some sort of agreement.
Finally - - a Declaration of Independence. Freedom.
I hadn't read it in years. I found it boring in high school. Surprisingly fascinating as a "grown up." Go read it. Cool stuff.
Happy Independence Day!!
Thursday, July 3
Queen of Suckville
I am in a bad mood.
A very bad mood.
I can't go into it right now. I'll tell you about it later.
Let's just say that I've had a crap-hole of a day and it just keeps getting worse. I have so freakin' much to do and I am at the point of tears.
I screwed something else up.
Ugh.
A very bad mood.
I can't go into it right now. I'll tell you about it later.
Let's just say that I've had a crap-hole of a day and it just keeps getting worse. I have so freakin' much to do and I am at the point of tears.
I screwed something else up.
Ugh.
Hello
Hi.
I've been *really* busy this week. Lots of family stuff.
Spotsy (Cameron) celebrated his 3rd birthday on Tuesday. It was nice. We are having a little party thang on Friday afternoon. The Mister's parents will be here later today. The Mister's sister was here Tuesday and Wednesday. On top of all of that, Baby Bro is in town all by his lonesome.
So - - I've been quite the family girl. And it ain't over yet.
I'm bummed because I missed the first week of my Bible Study. It couldn't be helped though. My sister in law hasn't been in town since Spots was a baby. And she was only here for less than 24 hours. I couldn't just ditch her. And I didn't really want to, either. With that said - - I can't give a good review of the first week. Be looking for a tidbit from me next week though.
What I can do is give you a movie review! Night at the Museum. I am SICK that I didn't watch this movie sooner. I LOVED it!! Why, why WHY didn't I watch it before? I love Ben Stiller! I love that he is always the victim. I loved how cute and unrealistic this movie was. This is one of those that if I saw it on again when I was channel surfing - - I would *so* stop on it and watch it again in a heartbeat. I was tempted to watch it again with Justin today. It was mindless and cute. I love just being able to giggle my way through a movie and not have to think. B's rating: Very strong "A."
Anyone watching Y & R? *gasp, gasp, gasp* Can you freakin' believe what is going on? The killer of Ji Min was finally revealed. It's about stinkin' time! Good stuff there.
Okay. Some of you are drifting out of sight. Bananas - - you still there? I have a new cropping story for you. You thought the last one I told you made you laugh. Wait 'til you hear this one. Let me put it this way - - I totally didn't learn my lesson. Big time. :-O
That is all. This is B - - over and out...
I've been *really* busy this week. Lots of family stuff.
Spotsy (Cameron) celebrated his 3rd birthday on Tuesday. It was nice. We are having a little party thang on Friday afternoon. The Mister's parents will be here later today. The Mister's sister was here Tuesday and Wednesday. On top of all of that, Baby Bro is in town all by his lonesome.
So - - I've been quite the family girl. And it ain't over yet.
I'm bummed because I missed the first week of my Bible Study. It couldn't be helped though. My sister in law hasn't been in town since Spots was a baby. And she was only here for less than 24 hours. I couldn't just ditch her. And I didn't really want to, either. With that said - - I can't give a good review of the first week. Be looking for a tidbit from me next week though.
What I can do is give you a movie review! Night at the Museum. I am SICK that I didn't watch this movie sooner. I LOVED it!! Why, why WHY didn't I watch it before? I love Ben Stiller! I love that he is always the victim. I loved how cute and unrealistic this movie was. This is one of those that if I saw it on again when I was channel surfing - - I would *so* stop on it and watch it again in a heartbeat. I was tempted to watch it again with Justin today. It was mindless and cute. I love just being able to giggle my way through a movie and not have to think. B's rating: Very strong "A."
Anyone watching Y & R? *gasp, gasp, gasp* Can you freakin' believe what is going on? The killer of Ji Min was finally revealed. It's about stinkin' time! Good stuff there.
Okay. Some of you are drifting out of sight. Bananas - - you still there? I have a new cropping story for you. You thought the last one I told you made you laugh. Wait 'til you hear this one. Let me put it this way - - I totally didn't learn my lesson. Big time. :-O
That is all. This is B - - over and out...
Wednesday, July 2
I got caught...
...administering "the look."
Heh.
This time I didn't even realize I was doing it. And it wasn't a "full-on look" either. I wasn't trying to be rude.
But hello....
If you are going to get your skanky-self knocked up - - could you lay of the cigs for the duration of your pregnancy please?
I didn't know I got caught. My SIL said I did. Preggo made a snarky comment to her toddler (as if he even understood her sarcasm) not to grow up and give dirty looks to people. SIL heard her say it. I'm sure it was meant to be overheard. Since, well, you know, toddler wouldn't have understood the underlying meaning anyway.
Oh how I wish I'd heard her say that. I was itching for a sermon on the dangers of smoking while being pregnant. I'm one for mind your own business and all. But when it involves a helpless child - - much less an unborn one - - I'm usually ready for battle. I think it has a lot to do with my inability to ever get pregnant.
Or it's just good common sense.
Either way.
She was an idiot.
Heh.
This time I didn't even realize I was doing it. And it wasn't a "full-on look" either. I wasn't trying to be rude.
But hello....
If you are going to get your skanky-self knocked up - - could you lay of the cigs for the duration of your pregnancy please?
I didn't know I got caught. My SIL said I did. Preggo made a snarky comment to her toddler (as if he even understood her sarcasm) not to grow up and give dirty looks to people. SIL heard her say it. I'm sure it was meant to be overheard. Since, well, you know, toddler wouldn't have understood the underlying meaning anyway.
Oh how I wish I'd heard her say that. I was itching for a sermon on the dangers of smoking while being pregnant. I'm one for mind your own business and all. But when it involves a helpless child - - much less an unborn one - - I'm usually ready for battle. I think it has a lot to do with my inability to ever get pregnant.
Or it's just good common sense.
Either way.
She was an idiot.
Tuesday, July 1
WalMart at Midnight
What drives me to do things like this? Going to Wal-Mart at ten minutes until 11:00 at night? My dad would flip out. (Mom - - don't tell him that I did that. Okay?)
Being out that late can be unsafe. I know. I had planned on going earlier but we had some company drop by and I couldn't just leave. Plus, my list wasn't quite complete yet anyway.
Also - - they stock then. It's a pain dodging those stocking boxes. The guys doing the stocking are usually friendly and they smile. The women - - not so much.
The mister said I should be able to get in and out in 30 minutes, based upon my list. *He* should have been able to do that. I knew it would take me an hour. So I grabbed my mp3 player and made the best of it. Let me tell you, it's much more fun to buy groceries when you are rockin' out to Aerosmith. I wanted to dance. Bad. If the aisles had been clear, I might have gone for it. Pushing that cart and walking like I was working the runway. Oh yeah. "Ragdoll, Daddy's little cutie..." It was great.
Well, it was great until it was time to pay. One non-express lane open? Are you kidding me? And I wasn't the only one who had late night shopping on the brain. I was the third one in line.
The Mom in front of me, with her *BABY* and maybe seven year old were about to load their stuff on the belt. She was on her cell phone the entire time. She was maybe 25. Maybe. The seven year old did everything. He took care of the baby, unloaded the groceries, picked the baby up off of the floor, everything. She just kept up the yapping. Probably to her next baby daddy. Oh snap! Did I just say that? The baby was screaming and she never missed a beat with that phone conversation. This is when the kid was crawling around on that nasty Wal-Mart floor. I wanted to scream at her to shut up already, pay your freakin' bill and get out of my way. I was tired and wanted to go home. She was still talking on that stupid phone as her kid pushed the cart out of the store. Witch.
In the meantime, the night manager walks up to the man behind me and tells *him* that he can use the "ciggie" lane for non-express stuff after 10:00. Helloooooo? Why wasn't I informed? Yeah. I had an idea. She received a trademark "B" look from me. Some of you are familiar with it. It's the one that my Mom swears is gonna get my arse kicked some day. And just so you know - - that dude that got to switch lanes walked out of that store WAY before I ever dreamed about leaving. Ugh. I was in the check out part about as long as I was in the shopping part.
I'd also like to point out that, as I was leaving, I saw someone park in the handicap spot at midnight. He was *so* not handicapped. He had a new car that I'm sure he didn't want dinged. After I got all of my groceries loaded, I saw him in the store in the express lane. Dude - - not cool. I really wanted to bust you. Where are the ticket writers then? At home in bed, I'm sure. But I think they could really write the tickets late at night. I hate that. Handicap spots are for handicapped people. Period. This irks me.
When I got home, I unloaded the groceries and went in to my room. Everyone was finally asleep. The mister had pulled a muscle in his back and had taken a muscle relaxer. (Just so you know - - the mister NEVER goes to the doctor. Ever. So I know he must have been really hurting to actually go and get some meds.) My point is this: the sleep talker struck again. And he is even funnier on meds. I'm glad the sleep talker made an appearance. I really needed that.
I'm really okay now. Deep breath. Whew!! *giggle*
Very busy day today. I'll tell you about it later. It's a special day around here!!! But I need to go and work on it. Stay tuned...
Being out that late can be unsafe. I know. I had planned on going earlier but we had some company drop by and I couldn't just leave. Plus, my list wasn't quite complete yet anyway.
Also - - they stock then. It's a pain dodging those stocking boxes. The guys doing the stocking are usually friendly and they smile. The women - - not so much.
The mister said I should be able to get in and out in 30 minutes, based upon my list. *He* should have been able to do that. I knew it would take me an hour. So I grabbed my mp3 player and made the best of it. Let me tell you, it's much more fun to buy groceries when you are rockin' out to Aerosmith. I wanted to dance. Bad. If the aisles had been clear, I might have gone for it. Pushing that cart and walking like I was working the runway. Oh yeah. "Ragdoll, Daddy's little cutie..." It was great.
Well, it was great until it was time to pay. One non-express lane open? Are you kidding me? And I wasn't the only one who had late night shopping on the brain. I was the third one in line.
The Mom in front of me, with her *BABY* and maybe seven year old were about to load their stuff on the belt. She was on her cell phone the entire time. She was maybe 25. Maybe. The seven year old did everything. He took care of the baby, unloaded the groceries, picked the baby up off of the floor, everything. She just kept up the yapping. Probably to her next baby daddy. Oh snap! Did I just say that? The baby was screaming and she never missed a beat with that phone conversation. This is when the kid was crawling around on that nasty Wal-Mart floor. I wanted to scream at her to shut up already, pay your freakin' bill and get out of my way. I was tired and wanted to go home. She was still talking on that stupid phone as her kid pushed the cart out of the store. Witch.
In the meantime, the night manager walks up to the man behind me and tells *him* that he can use the "ciggie" lane for non-express stuff after 10:00. Helloooooo? Why wasn't I informed? Yeah. I had an idea. She received a trademark "B" look from me. Some of you are familiar with it. It's the one that my Mom swears is gonna get my arse kicked some day. And just so you know - - that dude that got to switch lanes walked out of that store WAY before I ever dreamed about leaving. Ugh. I was in the check out part about as long as I was in the shopping part.
I'd also like to point out that, as I was leaving, I saw someone park in the handicap spot at midnight. He was *so* not handicapped. He had a new car that I'm sure he didn't want dinged. After I got all of my groceries loaded, I saw him in the store in the express lane. Dude - - not cool. I really wanted to bust you. Where are the ticket writers then? At home in bed, I'm sure. But I think they could really write the tickets late at night. I hate that. Handicap spots are for handicapped people. Period. This irks me.
When I got home, I unloaded the groceries and went in to my room. Everyone was finally asleep. The mister had pulled a muscle in his back and had taken a muscle relaxer. (Just so you know - - the mister NEVER goes to the doctor. Ever. So I know he must have been really hurting to actually go and get some meds.) My point is this: the sleep talker struck again. And he is even funnier on meds. I'm glad the sleep talker made an appearance. I really needed that.
I'm really okay now. Deep breath. Whew!! *giggle*
Very busy day today. I'll tell you about it later. It's a special day around here!!! But I need to go and work on it. Stay tuned...
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