R and I worked very hard on Sunday and produced some lovely peach and peach/blueberry preserves and I am exhausted. And I'm supposed to finish canning the rest of the peaches! Gah! I think part of it is that I took a sleeping pill last night to make sure I would sleep because sometimes when I am so tired it is hard to sleep if that makes any sense. And my body is apparently holding on to the drug on top of over-extending my energy. And I feel a migraine coming on. Dammit.
I haven't been eating well for the last week. Nauseous and not eating much when I do eat. I don't know that it has anything to do with anything. It's annoying, but at the same time part of me is saying "Wahoo! Maybe I'll lose a bunch of weight!".
At any rate this is all stuff that would just sound stupid for me to say out loud. I'm really not trying to garner sympathy or attention. It's just this is going on and I need to say it without the immediate feedback a personal conversation would have.
Yes. I am taking all my meds. I have not skipped any of them. Promise.
- Location:basement
- Mood:
confused - Music:sweet, sweet silence
There was a funeral mass and memorial for Uncle Jake and a wedding for Rob and Rosie and there were magic tricks!
R and I didn't make it to the funeral mass...honestly? We woke up too late. But we were able to go to the memorial get-together thing which was not nearly as heartbreaking as Uncle Jerry's. I think because we had all been processing and grieving for three weeks already. I still tear up thinking about losing them. It will take time, I know.
Dad fell as he and Mom were loading up the car with desserts for the memorial. He split the skin open right at the base of his nose. He was holding a cooler chest with a cake stand (heavy crystal cake stand) on top of it, and when he fell, the cake stand shoved right into his nose. Thankfully, not breaking it, just pushing it enough that it split the skin open. And of course scraped up arms and stuff. At first I was afraid that he had split his lip like Mr. C S-C. But no, no....thankfully, no need for stitches. Just lots of ice, headache pills and rest.
We didn't get to spend much time at the memorial...basically just enough to say hi, and eat a bit. But it's always good to see family, even if it is so far between times. I told Debbie that we almost need to schedule times to meet, because you know what? I really like my family. I like talking to them, I like knowing them. I think I'll put that on my list to work on for this year :)
Rob and Rosie's wedding was beautiful :) It was at the most beautiful home of Rob's boss. It had lots of wonderful pictures of family EVERYWHERE! And maybe some crooked pictures. Not that I obsess about those kind of things. Hey...I didn't try to straighten any of them out...I controlled myself...ok...actually I only noticed one...R told me about the others later, but being the good man that he is, he didn't tell me about them so I wouldn't obsess. They have a beautiful family, and putting up lots of pictures like that (not crooked if I can help it), is also on the list for this year. I know, it's been on the list every year, but I really, really LOVED their home because of all the pictures of family. Sure it was big and in a gated community, but that was the thing that made it so welcoming I thought. Anyway! Back to the wedding! Rosie wore a strapless dress, A-line, satin with a lace covering. Beautiful. I'm saying that a lot, but really, it was! All of it! Her parents were there from Venezuela and it was just lovely. The food was excellent! The company exceptional! My only regret is that I had to leave early because the music was too loud and I was beginning to get a migraine. Although two of the irrationally emotional pills and a rum and coke worked wonders on making that fade to a very manageable ache.
Um...memorable moments...Rosie raising her eyebrows suggestively to Rob when he is saying "for richer, for poorer"....Water and mixed drinks in large plastic cups, but requesting a coke, plain old coke please, nets you a small plastic cup filled to the brim with ice....Watching G and C go through the gate to the community a good 10 minutes before us, but them not showing up to the house a least 5 minutes after we had arrived (they got lost)....A catching D off guard and getting a picture of him while he was telling a story....D not grasping the "irrationally emotional" part of the migraine pills and me almost start crying....D and E sound EXACTLY the same if you are not looking at them (they are very cute BFF)....B struggling with reading and pronouncing Spanish during his toast to the bride and groom and saying something that sounded very much like a very bad word, that is used for women....The look on R's parents faces when B said it....R involuntarily reaching for B to somehow correct what he said, but then realizing he doesn't know what he said and it's better to just let it slide...The appitizer that was beef and flatbread and rosemary sauce....The very, very, very happy looking couple.
When R and I left we went by Mom and Dad's to get Fiona (they were babysitting the grandkids...E and Fiona that is....). Grandma had set up two treasure hunts for E. He got to choose one Saturday night and then he would get to do one Sunday morning if he spent the night. The one he chose had a box of Magic Tricks...so when we got there, he was in the performing mood. The first one was making a flower grow instantly from an empty "pot". And the first time he did it, I was actually surprised, because I wasn't paying attention really when he was setting it up. It's very dramatic if you aren't paying attention :) Then he asks if we want to see it again...yeah! So he runs out of the room and you can hear him banging on something, then he's back and he does it again, more oooo's and ahhh's and he's running back and forth out of the room and banging and banging and the flower keeps appearing. He's so sincere about it, you just have to keep saying, wow! Do it again! He even makes the flower come out of Grandpa's tummy! But really, he can't keep the "secret" to himself....I'm obviously appricative enough to be let in on it. So once I am taught the ins and outs of the magic flower, we move on to the trick where a dime is turned into two nickles. And I have proven myself to be a good assistant, so I am let in on this "secret" as well.
I asked E if he was going to stay the night, and said that I would stay the night if he wanted and he said it was ok but I would have to sleep on the trundle bed. "No, seriously Auntie." he says going from animated to dead serious face. I laugh. Again..."No, seriously Auntie...you have to sleep on the trundle bed". And I say "No, seriously Everett, I'm sleeping in the King sized waterbed that is warm". This goes back and forth for a bit. And he is cracking me up with the whole "No....seriously.....", because it's like it came out of nowhere! It was so funny! He kills me sometimes....seriously....LOL
- Location:basement
- Mood:
cheerful - Music:Zac Brown Band "Chicken Fried" (new song...loving it!)
I am realizing this because I came home early today because of a migraine. Slept. Woke up, watched a movie (Jumper...it has Darth Vader in it...he's so sweet...), came downstairs, and I thought to myself how nice it was that I was feeling so much better.
Yeah. That lasted for about 20 minutes. Now I've been on here for another 25 with the pain getting worse and ya know what??? I think it's a sign that I need to go get some freakin' glasses! LOL
It is now 2009, so I need to just find out where I can go and get to gettin', if you know what I mean :)
So, obviously, I'm not staying online. Just thought I'd update.
- Location:basement
- Mood:
sore - Music:silence...just the way I like it...
But, my Uncle Jerry passed away this morning. And I didn't expect to hear that at all. I literally had to sit down on the stairs when R told me that my Dad had called while I was laying down after work (migraine), and why he called.
What? Why? NO! That's not fair....Really now....to take TWO of my favorite Uncles within days of each other? And if things come in threes....I don't want it to get to three. I don't want to lose another Uncle or Aunt or Cousin or my DAD or MOM or SISTER or BROTHER or HUSBAND or....you get the picture...I'm scared! Terrified actually. I can't lose them. I can't. I just can't.
But what can I do? Hover over everyone and ask how they're feeling? Make them go see the Dr. for anything that seems out of the ordinary? In that case, shouldn't I be going also? Because I've been having migraines constantly. Of course I'm sure that's because I need to go get glasses (first of 2009...I swear!), and not anything else....but, I know I'm freaked about Dad's migraines, so why wouldn't he be freaked about mine?
Please everyone be careful. Please. I don't want to lose anyone else. Please?
- Location:basement
- Mood:
scared - Music:Fiona trying to get a treat out of her Kong
I am able to work from 6am to 5pm on the days that there are MillerCoors employees there. Which will be next Monday, Tuesday and Friday and then on the following Monday and Tuesday.
Yup...that would be a maximum of twenty-two hours of work available for me the last week of December. They have New Years Eve, New Years Day AND January 2nd as Holidays.
I'm whooped. My emotions have dragged me about forcefully and I've gotten a headache (luckily not a migraine though). I'm heading off to bed, but thought I'd share. I'm trying to be better about that....keeping y'all in the loop and everything....
- Location:basement
- Mood: crushed
Ok, I know I'm a scientist and should support the process of proving and disproving theories. But c'mon. Did they really need to do this study? http://sciencenow.sciencemag.
I mean....DUH....of course horses can recognize each other and put a voice and a face together. So can dogs. And cats. And lots of other animals. I would think it would be more interesting to find the animals that aren't able to recognize familiar faces/voices. But that's just me.
I mean....DUH....of course horses can recognize each other and put a voice and a face together. So can dogs. And cats. And lots of other animals. I would think it would be more interesting to find the animals that aren't able to recognize familiar faces/voices. But that's just me.
- Location:basement
- Mood:
annoyed - Music:don't ask....
Life has been good! Things have been busy, and I've been very content with spending my free time watching whatever is recorded on the dvr, playing with Fiona, and hanging out with R. And family of course! Thanksgiving was in the mysterious month that I was incognito.
I've been wanting to mention that I LOVE the drive to work in the mornings. We drive West on 32nd around the North side of that first table mountain, and we see deer all the time. They seem to hang out in groups of three. Although I've seen just a single buck...but it could have been that the other two were just further up the hill and I couldn't see them at the time. I look for a mountain lion, but I know I'll never see one, the fact that the one guy actually got a picture of one on MillerCoors property is amazing, and probably the only time it will be seen this decade. LOL Of course when there were fires up there a few years ago, you heard stories that more than one was seen fleeing from the table top to escape the flames. We all know they're there. We just don't usually see them. I've yet to see Elk this year, although, R has. One weird thing that I saw just the other night was a mouse in the road. Swear to God. It was a mouse, running around in the road. I don't know if it was because it was snowing and so cold that it was confused or if, as R suggested, it was sick. Either way, I was properly horrified and while I wanted to jump out of the car to try to save it, how the hell was that going to work??? Something three inches long that is running erratically in the street during a snow storm with some crazy lady chasing after it. What the hell would I have done with it if I caught it? It probably would have bitten me and R would have made me take rabies shots or something drastic like that :::rolling eyes::: So I covered my eyes and moaned and worried and talked out loud to myself, saying that this was natures way of culling the stupid ones. I still felt terrible though. Like I should have taken action. I did not cry though. Surprised, huh? Yeah, me too. Not that they didn't threaten for a wee bit of time, but I was able to control myself.
Fiona is a HUGE puppy monster at approximately 35 pounds. She is adorable and sweet and wants the kitties to play with her sooooo badly! And they really aren't interested. Luckily, Trooper and Missy (Mom and Dad's pups) are willing and able to play enthusiastically with her. Trooper more than Missy. Missy is a delicate flower, ya know. Trooper and Fiona are just toooo rough for her sensibilities....she would rather enjoy the comfort of someone's lap and their undivided attention. But all three will run like mad around the back yard, around and around and around. They are hilarious to watch. We were over there last night and I swear it's better than television...watching the way they tease each other with toys. Fiona was mopping the floor with Trooper last night at times, and then at times she would lay down so he could tug on her ears and lips (those jowls of hers...irresistable! She comes home with a fat lip every time, but I don't think she cares).
At any rate, good times are here. I haven't been sick....ok...I take that back. I have had migraines. But I haven't felt horrible. I don't know how to explain it, except I'm not in that toxic workspace anymore, and I just feel better. He was horrible for my health. :::gag::: Just thinking about it....ICK! Life feels good. :)
And on that note, I sign off, because it is time to go to bed. Hugs!
- Location:basement
- Mood: good
- Music:silence (c'mon...you know I prefer that!)
We had a potluck at my new job last Friday. I blogged that afternoon, but I can't access LiveJournal from work, and we were in Breckenridge all weekend (a different blog for that...not tonight...I'm too tired), so this is the first chance I've had to post this :)
The thing I love about Potlucks is the variety you get. Even if two people bring the “same” thing, it’s different! Because this person might put spice in, or that person might whip the ingredients together. Love it! And then you get to try new stuff. This can, admittedly, backfire and be less than stellar. Or be worse. But you can find some really AWESOME stuff too!
Someone brought jalapeno poppers today. Not deep fried, simply wrapped in a slice of bacon. These were super yummy, but I have a slight fear of the bacon. It just didn’t seem cooked enough. Now, I fully admit that I like my bacon crispy, so am prejudiced. But really. The bacon on this was cold and rather soft…..which in my book equals not cooked enough.
Hmmm…I seem to have lost everyone here….I’m off to find them! HEY…check it out! There were actually THREE grazing stations on this floor: Appetizers, Main Course and Dessert. I had no idea. I just put the fruit by the other stuff – which happened to be the Appetizers. Of course because I didn’t know about “Main Course” I didn’t get to try the Green Chile, Onion Soup or Chicken Tortilla Soup. I did however swoop in on the "Dessert" area and grab a cupcake and a slice of lemon bread. Hey...don't be all judge-y....I was shown the desserts first, then when I asked where everyone was, I was told across the hall, which is where the main course was.
Looks like playtime is over! Back to work (which I again state: I LOVE!)
- Location:BOC 4th Floor when it was written
- Mood: happy
Sure enough, at the bottom of the stairs is the cat water bowl, and an unfortunate scent is in the air. Walking carefully to the light to turn it on, my fears are confirmed.
There is poop. A lot of poop. Someone apparently has diarrhea and instead of waking me up to say "Hey! Move your ass, I gotta POOP!", she instead just went down to the main floor and went there. Peed too. This obviously so lightened the load (heh....load...heh), that it was then determined that it was time to play. With the cat's water dish.
Let's review, shall we?
2am - Clanging noise alerting me to trouble.
2:05 - Cries of "Oh maaan!", "What the...." and "Why didn't you wake me!?!" echo through the still night air.
2:06 - Kick the dog (not literally! Sheesh!) out to the patio to assess the damage without her bouncing in her poop, making it worse that it was.
2:07 - Sigh.
2:08 - Begin cleaning up the poop. It has, unfortunately, begun to dry. This means I have to scrub. I don't want to scrub at ten after two in the morning. Yet, there it is.
2:10 - Let Miss Fiona back in, and get the mop out.
2:11 - Begin moping up the water in the kitchen. Use it to help scrub the dry poop circles on the floor. Fill up the bucket with clean water to rinse the mop with.
2:15 - Mop the floors. Maybe throw out my back a teensy bit.
2:25 - Get a cold glass of water from the bottle, and come downstairs to let the floor dry and blog about puppies.
And here we are. Blogging. Fiona just came downstairs, she apparently got tired of playing upstairs on the bed. She is now alertly scanning the horizon for any sign of Shadow, so she can try to convince her to play. It doesn't work. But she keeps trying.
Oh look! There's R wanting to know what the hey is going on. And she was apparently chewing on shoe strings. She's just all over tonight!
Anyway. That's it. That's the update here in Colorado. I have a puppy, and she is still learning, and still growing and needs more exercise.
Gawds, I can feel a migraine coming on. Looks like I better go take some meds for that and the sore back. And maybe get some more sleep? I can hope.
- Location:basement
- Mood: tired
- Music:none. it's very quiet at this time of the morning. let's not ruin it w/ noise
Fiona is growing so fast! She seems to have almost doubled in height and length this last week. She's so smart and sweet! She is now bringing the ball to us and giving it to us to throw for her. She wants to play with the kitties so bad, but they aren't there yet. They're getting used to her, but not to the point that they will play with her. She will now sit when you tell her to, but she hasn't decided to learn stay yet. She will drop anything when you tell her to, and loves, loves, loves ice cubes. She tosses them in the air and chases them back and forth from the living room out to the back gate. If she hears the ice cube dispenser, she is right there at your feet waiting for one. She doesn't know how to catch yet...when I toss them to her it usually bounces off the top of her nose or head, but then it's game on!
She still doesn't tell us when she has to go outside, but she does understand "Do you have to go outside?" and if she does she will dance around. She likes to jump on you, and we are trying hard to teach her not to do that. She gets it most of the time and will end up jumping up and down around you after you correct her a couple of times. She has discovered cat food. So we really have to watch that when the cats have walked away, we put anything that is left back into the container. She is a rather gassy little thing, everything I read says it's likely the food she is on, but of course we just bought the 20 lb bag of dog food, so we are going to have to put up with stinky puppy farts until we are out.
She adores my parents and their house. They have a huge back yard that she can run around in, and they love to spoil her. Dad is the one that really cemented the "sit" command with her. R was saying Friday that he had a cookie for her and she could smell it, but instead of going to him, she automatically went to Dad and sat down in front of him. LOL
She's doing good in the car, she is restless for a while and goes back and forth between the front and the back seat. She likes sitting on the console between the front seat and watching as we drive.
There are so many things! Every day there is some silly, adorable thing that she does that makes me want to just hug her! So I do! LOL She's so cute, she will give you kisses by pressing her nose and mouth against your face. Sigh. I am so very happy to have a dog in the house again!
- Location:basement
- Mood: cheerful
- Music:The dryer. I had to ask Ray to turn the music off because it was hurting my ear
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