Hello Sisters - just a quickie as I am suppose to be fixing breakfast for Demo Dan. He's already been up, walked the dog, cleaned the kitchen, went to Lowe's and is now on the front porch taking up boards and fixin' stuff. The man just wears me out.
Lori - the dream is a classic. I really hope tonight I have a good one to share with all of you. What should it be about and I'll think along those lines all day? Maybe I'll think about Dan in his construction apron and his work boots - that's all! I'll see where that takes me. Maybe we should all plan to think on the same thing for one entire day and see who comes up with the best dream - there could even be prizes for the most outrageous one?! Don't make it about Dan though.
I haven't made it to Grove city but am coming today. So, again, I may stop in Diane.
The ankles are puffy but they don't hurt. They look rather cute really - not huge, just nice and puffy and smooth. Speaking of the lower extremities, I have been working on my feet lately though - you know, that crusty ugly crackly stuff on the bottoms, heels and big toe? Every time I'm sitting here at the computer and waiting for something to download or catch up with me, I just get out that heavy duty file that is in with the pens and pencils and file away. They are looking better - but still have a ways to go (quite a mental picture, ey?). I won't let them turn into bloody stumps or anything like that. I'm not obsessed or anything. Wish there was a way to file down that big old bunion (sp?) - probably though I'll resign to the shoes with the big hole cute out. My dress shoes should look especially nice that way.
Speaking of work (dress shoes), my boss and I are moving to Executive Row - not good, though. I hate the thought of it. We'll have to behave, be proper, dress nicer and play nice. Unlike where we are now, Mahagony Row, it's way different. My boss had to go and get himself a promotion and, of course, that includes me (no promotion, no more money). The person I'll sit next to will be a bunch of fun but the others are big B*%#$%@! If you care, my boss is now the Chief Legal and Compliance Officer which puts him right up there with the other 3 chiefs and his office is right next door to the Biggest Big Chief! The Big Chief is one hyper man so I can only imagine what is going to happen - my life has changed forever!
Ok, enough drama for now.
I'll talk to you all later. I know I missed some important topics and questions and will address them later.
Lots of love from Sissy Fat Ankles
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Dreams
Where the heck do they come from? I had one of the weirdest ones ever last night. I was going to write it down as soon as I woke so you girls could analyse it for me. By now some of the details have slipped into never, never land where dream memories dissolve.
Don't you hate it when people tell you their dreams? Tough. Skip this part if you don't want to know about it. Ok, here goes. In my dream I had gone to the hospital for an operation on the lower part of my abdomen. I don't know what it was going to be for, but when I got to the hospital I realized I hadn't showered and my panties were dirty and I was very concerned that I was stinking. The doctor came into the examining room. His name was Dr. Brest, no a in his name, but pronounced the same when he introduced himself. He was about 5 feet tall with black bushy hair. He said he wasn't sure he could do the surgery because he cut his thumb and also had a gunshot wound just above his heart which he showed me when he laid down on the examining bed, but he said he would do his best. The wound was very ugly, bloody and gaping. A male assistant arrived wearing an xray apron guard. He laid down on another gurney that he wheeled in when he came. It was supposed to be for me, but he said I could have it when Dr. Brest was ready to go into the operating room. Next thing I knew I was outside on the sidewalk with Sissy Fat Ankles trying to hail a taxi to go home and take a shower and put clean panties on before surgery. The dirty panties had me so agitated it made me wake up. I know there were other craziness but the details are gone now. What do you think any of this could mean?
I am sorry about you fat ankles, Lizzie. Do they hurt? I was going to call you today and you too Diane, but somehow the day slipped by. I had bunches of things crammed in it, but feel it was pretty productive.
No thanks, Diane, I could think of other ways to celebrate than home improvement projects. Hope your project is going well. I gave the front door another coat of paint today and touched up some places that needed it. Earl is a great one to get things done, but his eyesight isn't what it used to be and I am afraid it shows with some of the painting. That is ok. I don't mind giving it another swipe or two.
Today I was telling Earl about the three of us thinking of Mom and how you wondered about whether Mom and Dad had any deep conversations. He listened politely, but had this look about him that was trying to register why I was telling him this. Men truly are from Mars. I know it.
Today Earl allowed me to throw away about 4 years worth of 3 different subscriptions to bowling magazines and about 20 or so VCR bowling tapes about ball drilling. He generally hangs on to things forever, but lately he has decided we should get rid of all the things we do not use. Hooray! Now if he could just carry that philosophy to the garage area.
I would like to come to Aiden's party too, but will be slinging my bowling ball down the lanes at the National Tournament in Reno on the 14th and giving my arm a workout in the Casino.
Good luck on the sale of your condo. Hopefully it won't take very long.
Lordy, I didn't intend to go on and on, but I did. Was going to tell you about my time at the Tryon Palace, but I am tired and going to bed.
I love you all and love the back and forth conversations.
Don't you hate it when people tell you their dreams? Tough. Skip this part if you don't want to know about it. Ok, here goes. In my dream I had gone to the hospital for an operation on the lower part of my abdomen. I don't know what it was going to be for, but when I got to the hospital I realized I hadn't showered and my panties were dirty and I was very concerned that I was stinking. The doctor came into the examining room. His name was Dr. Brest, no a in his name, but pronounced the same when he introduced himself. He was about 5 feet tall with black bushy hair. He said he wasn't sure he could do the surgery because he cut his thumb and also had a gunshot wound just above his heart which he showed me when he laid down on the examining bed, but he said he would do his best. The wound was very ugly, bloody and gaping. A male assistant arrived wearing an xray apron guard. He laid down on another gurney that he wheeled in when he came. It was supposed to be for me, but he said I could have it when Dr. Brest was ready to go into the operating room. Next thing I knew I was outside on the sidewalk with Sissy Fat Ankles trying to hail a taxi to go home and take a shower and put clean panties on before surgery. The dirty panties had me so agitated it made me wake up. I know there were other craziness but the details are gone now. What do you think any of this could mean?
I am sorry about you fat ankles, Lizzie. Do they hurt? I was going to call you today and you too Diane, but somehow the day slipped by. I had bunches of things crammed in it, but feel it was pretty productive.
No thanks, Diane, I could think of other ways to celebrate than home improvement projects. Hope your project is going well. I gave the front door another coat of paint today and touched up some places that needed it. Earl is a great one to get things done, but his eyesight isn't what it used to be and I am afraid it shows with some of the painting. That is ok. I don't mind giving it another swipe or two.
Today I was telling Earl about the three of us thinking of Mom and how you wondered about whether Mom and Dad had any deep conversations. He listened politely, but had this look about him that was trying to register why I was telling him this. Men truly are from Mars. I know it.
Today Earl allowed me to throw away about 4 years worth of 3 different subscriptions to bowling magazines and about 20 or so VCR bowling tapes about ball drilling. He generally hangs on to things forever, but lately he has decided we should get rid of all the things we do not use. Hooray! Now if he could just carry that philosophy to the garage area.
I would like to come to Aiden's party too, but will be slinging my bowling ball down the lanes at the National Tournament in Reno on the 14th and giving my arm a workout in the Casino.
Good luck on the sale of your condo. Hopefully it won't take very long.
Lordy, I didn't intend to go on and on, but I did. Was going to tell you about my time at the Tryon Palace, but I am tired and going to bed.
I love you all and love the back and forth conversations.
Good News
Hey sisters!
My appointment went pretty well yesterday. My scans were stable again so the doctor agreed that this might be a good time to take a much needed vacation. We tossed around the idea of continuing with the Avastin and dropping the Taxol for a while since that is the one that she believes causes me the most discomfort. In the end, I told her that I felt I just needed a break if it wasn't a stupid move.
She said historically my cancer is slow growing and has responded well to treatment. There is no guarantee that it will not change its characteristics and do something different. I cannot worry about that. I will do what I have to do and we will keep vigilant with the scans and checkups. I go back in four weeks.
This is not an exciting or entertaining post, I know. Just thought I would get the info out there before I jumped back into life and forget to update you all.
By the way, last week I was thinking more about Mom as when we went to the funeral home for Kerry, it brought back those kind of memories. I was thinking about how much I miss her and wished she were still here. I was thinking about her as I was sitting and waiting to have my CT scans. My nose got red and my eyes started leaking. The people around me probably were worried about my mental state or something. Anyhow, it occurred to me that Mom didn't really die. Her physical body just made a little transition to another dimension. So, I sat there and had a little conversation with Mom (not out loud, I don't think). I asked her how she was doing and what she did for fun. I imagined she was playing bingo and crocheting little colorful afghans for everyone. She had on a colorful nylon top and some nice polyester pants with a nice crisp seam stitched down the front. They were brown. They were not worn out and did not have those little lint balls on them. She was quite happy and content and the vision of her sweet smile brought a happy tear to my eye.
My appointment went pretty well yesterday. My scans were stable again so the doctor agreed that this might be a good time to take a much needed vacation. We tossed around the idea of continuing with the Avastin and dropping the Taxol for a while since that is the one that she believes causes me the most discomfort. In the end, I told her that I felt I just needed a break if it wasn't a stupid move.
She said historically my cancer is slow growing and has responded well to treatment. There is no guarantee that it will not change its characteristics and do something different. I cannot worry about that. I will do what I have to do and we will keep vigilant with the scans and checkups. I go back in four weeks.
This is not an exciting or entertaining post, I know. Just thought I would get the info out there before I jumped back into life and forget to update you all.
By the way, last week I was thinking more about Mom as when we went to the funeral home for Kerry, it brought back those kind of memories. I was thinking about how much I miss her and wished she were still here. I was thinking about her as I was sitting and waiting to have my CT scans. My nose got red and my eyes started leaking. The people around me probably were worried about my mental state or something. Anyhow, it occurred to me that Mom didn't really die. Her physical body just made a little transition to another dimension. So, I sat there and had a little conversation with Mom (not out loud, I don't think). I asked her how she was doing and what she did for fun. I imagined she was playing bingo and crocheting little colorful afghans for everyone. She had on a colorful nylon top and some nice polyester pants with a nice crisp seam stitched down the front. They were brown. They were not worn out and did not have those little lint balls on them. She was quite happy and content and the vision of her sweet smile brought a happy tear to my eye.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Procrastinating...
of which I am quite good at when it is something I really don't want to to. I have some touch up painting I need to be doing in the foyer, but I do want to get it done before Earl gets home from golfing so we won't be in one another's way in that small space. We still has the doors to do too. I might even get those done before he comes home. I usually take communion to my shut ins and nursing home folks on Wednesday mornings, but changed it around to the afternoon so I could have some quiet working time.
I will be glad when this particular project is finished. I haven't been able to decide just what kind of window treatment for the livingroom. I bought and returned two different sets of drapes. Didn't like either or did Earl. Right now I just have some full sheers up and am thinking I am going to make sort of a boxy valance to make the sheers look more finished. We gave all our stereo stuff to the people next door. We seldom, if ever use it and I can play the CD's on the computer system when I want to hear them or on the little boom box we have. I could even carry that around on my shoulder!
Liz and Diane, you wore yourselves out like us this past weekend. Susie probably did too, but we will never know if she doesn't speak up.
The "I have decided" blog is almost history. Well, not wanting to lose a pound a week, but that Spark People thing of having to post every darn morsel that is put in my mouth was annoying. I still have decided I "want" to lose 1 pound a week. I will see how that goes.
Time is ticking and I better get on with the painting.
I will be glad when this particular project is finished. I haven't been able to decide just what kind of window treatment for the livingroom. I bought and returned two different sets of drapes. Didn't like either or did Earl. Right now I just have some full sheers up and am thinking I am going to make sort of a boxy valance to make the sheers look more finished. We gave all our stereo stuff to the people next door. We seldom, if ever use it and I can play the CD's on the computer system when I want to hear them or on the little boom box we have. I could even carry that around on my shoulder!
Liz and Diane, you wore yourselves out like us this past weekend. Susie probably did too, but we will never know if she doesn't speak up.
The "I have decided" blog is almost history. Well, not wanting to lose a pound a week, but that Spark People thing of having to post every darn morsel that is put in my mouth was annoying. I still have decided I "want" to lose 1 pound a week. I will see how that goes.
Time is ticking and I better get on with the painting.
Memoirs of a Long Lost Sister...
I'm still here, reading the blogs and emails. Life has been quite busy and crazy here lately. Not to say it as a bad thing, just busy with grandkids, Rick and such. Megan will be moving back home next Tuesday or Wednesday and I will also be taking a break from taking care of George. As much as I love my family, I found that there was very little time for me. Oh my, that sounds so selfish! But I am ready for the break. As far as Rick is concerned, his doctor is trying to find some relief for Randy and I. There is a lot of red tape to go through for any assistance from the state. We finally found out from SSI why he is on disability. Randy's parents never told anyone and they destroyed all evidence of medical diagnosis. He is is mentally retarded and has personality disfunction. Of course his doctor or the state can't help us too much without specific records of his diagnosis which we do not have. I have been trying to locate records of that, but the doctor who diagnosed him is dead and the records were moved to another facility. I think I may have found them and need to call for his records.
We have been trying to get away on the weekends camping at state parks in campin' cabins. We really do enjoy that. We're looking for a small camper to purchase again. Something I can drive too.
I had a wonderful Mother's Day. Randy prepared a fantastic cook-out for me and the girls and all my babies were here. It was great!
We too are trying to sell the lake home. Our renter is sooooo irresponsible and it is a battle every month to collect the rent. We have someone very interested in buying it on land contract, and will be showing it this weekend. Randy will be taking alot less than the value of the home but he really wants to unload it. It is a cute little place with a great view of the lake and in a very nice community. I'll miss it.
Liz, I sent the "bird-lady" an email with the link to my public flickr but don't know if she got it. I'll have to send her a follow up email. I like Paul too. I think they will be good for each other.
Megan and Mel keep raving on your wilted lettuce salad Diane, I do want that recipe. I can still taste it from when mom would make it!
Sounds like you are having a good time with all of the events at Tryon Palace. That is so cool Lori! I loved the photo of you in your costume!
Time is running short for me now, George will be here soon and we have to take Rick to town for a doc's appt this morning.
I hope all is well with my sisters and I promise I'll be a better blogger!
Love ya's!
We have been trying to get away on the weekends camping at state parks in campin' cabins. We really do enjoy that. We're looking for a small camper to purchase again. Something I can drive too.
I had a wonderful Mother's Day. Randy prepared a fantastic cook-out for me and the girls and all my babies were here. It was great!
We too are trying to sell the lake home. Our renter is sooooo irresponsible and it is a battle every month to collect the rent. We have someone very interested in buying it on land contract, and will be showing it this weekend. Randy will be taking alot less than the value of the home but he really wants to unload it. It is a cute little place with a great view of the lake and in a very nice community. I'll miss it.
Liz, I sent the "bird-lady" an email with the link to my public flickr but don't know if she got it. I'll have to send her a follow up email. I like Paul too. I think they will be good for each other.
Megan and Mel keep raving on your wilted lettuce salad Diane, I do want that recipe. I can still taste it from when mom would make it!
Sounds like you are having a good time with all of the events at Tryon Palace. That is so cool Lori! I loved the photo of you in your costume!
Time is running short for me now, George will be here soon and we have to take Rick to town for a doc's appt this morning.
I hope all is well with my sisters and I promise I'll be a better blogger!
Love ya's!
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Updates from Lizzie
Hey Girlies -
Back to work for some much needed rest!
We had a bit of a whirlwind weekend - too much to do and I just about broke the old body down completely. Saturday I had a wedding shower to go to - at Noon of all times! It was so-so fun, the food was excellent and the bride to be (Dan's soon to be daughter-in-law) really got all kinds of nice loot. That right there is a good reason for Dan and me to get married - or my sisters could just have a bridal-not shower for me. I need new pans, glasses, towels, cute gadgets.
Sunday we went to Jordan's lst birthday party (kelley & morgan's youngest) Again, it was right in the middle of the day, which was annoying because by the time we got home it was too late to finish any projects. Sarah and Aiden went with us and Aiden had a blast with the other kids and the millions of toys they had in their backyard. Again, lots of good food and I'm sure I found Lori's 2 pounds!
You do know that Sarah and Paul are engaged, right? Well, they were planning a wedding for next March but now are talking about moving it up to some time this summer. I like him a lot - they seem like a good match - so, what the hey. What power do I have anyway? He is very good with Aiden also. More on this to come. Sarah also has had a couple of interviews at Lowe's which is very close to their condo, which if necessary, she could walk to.
Yesterday Dan and I worked out in the yard all day and I was so tired I could hardly sleep and my sore muscles are still whining today. The yard looks lovely, Dan is doing a bunch of repairs to the deck so I guess it was very productive. I do realize how old I am becoming - not nearly as much stamina - or desire - to do these things.
Lori, I like how you made that little remark about talking to yourself! Subtle guilt becomes you!
I don't think I even logged onto the computer most of the weekend so I missed you talking to yourself - at least on that day. I'm here now!
Did you have some quality 'alone time' Diane? I want some of that!
My renter is moving out this week and I need to get that darn condo sold. She has not been a good renter and, although the rent gets paid, each month I worry that she won't pay. I know it's not the best time to be selling but the fact that it isn't an expensive piece of property may help the sale. We will see.
Lots of hugs -
Lizzie
Back to work for some much needed rest!
We had a bit of a whirlwind weekend - too much to do and I just about broke the old body down completely. Saturday I had a wedding shower to go to - at Noon of all times! It was so-so fun, the food was excellent and the bride to be (Dan's soon to be daughter-in-law) really got all kinds of nice loot. That right there is a good reason for Dan and me to get married - or my sisters could just have a bridal-not shower for me. I need new pans, glasses, towels, cute gadgets.
Sunday we went to Jordan's lst birthday party (kelley & morgan's youngest) Again, it was right in the middle of the day, which was annoying because by the time we got home it was too late to finish any projects. Sarah and Aiden went with us and Aiden had a blast with the other kids and the millions of toys they had in their backyard. Again, lots of good food and I'm sure I found Lori's 2 pounds!
You do know that Sarah and Paul are engaged, right? Well, they were planning a wedding for next March but now are talking about moving it up to some time this summer. I like him a lot - they seem like a good match - so, what the hey. What power do I have anyway? He is very good with Aiden also. More on this to come. Sarah also has had a couple of interviews at Lowe's which is very close to their condo, which if necessary, she could walk to.
Yesterday Dan and I worked out in the yard all day and I was so tired I could hardly sleep and my sore muscles are still whining today. The yard looks lovely, Dan is doing a bunch of repairs to the deck so I guess it was very productive. I do realize how old I am becoming - not nearly as much stamina - or desire - to do these things.
Lori, I like how you made that little remark about talking to yourself! Subtle guilt becomes you!
I don't think I even logged onto the computer most of the weekend so I missed you talking to yourself - at least on that day. I'm here now!
Did you have some quality 'alone time' Diane? I want some of that!
My renter is moving out this week and I need to get that darn condo sold. She has not been a good renter and, although the rent gets paid, each month I worry that she won't pay. I know it's not the best time to be selling but the fact that it isn't an expensive piece of property may help the sale. We will see.
Lots of hugs -
Lizzie
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Painting, etc.
Yesterday after chatting to myself here on the blog, Earl and I went to Lowe's and purchased paint, rollers, brushes and all that goes with painting that we didn't have. We came home, washed the walls in the living room and foyer with TSP (how did those walls get so dirty?), blue taped and began painting. We actually got the walls painted, but not the trim. We were going to paint the foyer the same color, but Earl said he would like it to be another color that would go with the goldish (spun sugar)paint in the living room and just paint all the trim the ivory something or other color. Earl was a whirlwind. Once you get him started he wants to get the job finished. There was one minor accident with the paint. He stumbled carrying the tray with the roller and paint, dropped it and said #!@%&. Most of it landed on the newspaper and the rest cleaned up "pretty good". Thank goodness for the newspaper and it splashed toward the wall instead of the furniture.
Today we went back to Lowe's for the other color of paint, new switch plates and register covers. We came home, did some more blue taping and started on the trim. What a pain, literally. My knees have rug burn and my body is screaming at me. We put the furniture and TV back in place, got cleaned up and went out to eat. When we got back Earl put the brackets up for the sheers and we hung those after I ironed them. So, we have had a productive weekend so far. As soon as everything is finished in the living room Earl is going to paint the foyer.
It is quite amazing we have done all this work side by side this weekend and we are still friends. Sometimes projects like this are stressful, but except for being worn out it has been very pleasant. Usually I tend to try to insert my own way of doing things, but this time I just let it go however Earl wanted to do things. In the long run it isn't important how, but that it gets done.
That's what we did this weekend and still more to do. What is going on with all of you?
Today we went back to Lowe's for the other color of paint, new switch plates and register covers. We came home, did some more blue taping and started on the trim. What a pain, literally. My knees have rug burn and my body is screaming at me. We put the furniture and TV back in place, got cleaned up and went out to eat. When we got back Earl put the brackets up for the sheers and we hung those after I ironed them. So, we have had a productive weekend so far. As soon as everything is finished in the living room Earl is going to paint the foyer.
It is quite amazing we have done all this work side by side this weekend and we are still friends. Sometimes projects like this are stressful, but except for being worn out it has been very pleasant. Usually I tend to try to insert my own way of doing things, but this time I just let it go however Earl wanted to do things. In the long run it isn't important how, but that it gets done.
That's what we did this weekend and still more to do. What is going on with all of you?
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Alone again.....
I do wish we all communicated more with one another, but I also realize my sisters have much busier lives than this old retired person. I will just be patient and be happy about the times you can share what is going on in your worlds.
Since last writing I have gone to Charlotte to bowl in the women's state tournament. That was last weekend. It is a good thing I enjoyed the company because if it depended on my bowling I would have had a terrible time. Don't know when I have bowled that bad. Now in another 3 weeks off to Reno to bowl in the National Tournament. Of course those evil slot machines are right in the hotel where we will be staying. I think I have the gambling gene that Mom and Dad had. I will have to be careful.
Yesterday I volunteered at the Tryon Palace in the galleries they have set up with artifacts and period furniture and the history of the restoration of the palace. Boring! On the days I volunteer in the galleries I wear khaki slacks or skirt, white blouse and blue blazer, stand around and do nothing more that keep an eye on the people wandering around looking at what is on display. Of course I can take a book to read and slip it behind the display case when a group comes through about every half hour.
The woman that taught us how to spin was in the kitchen office building yesterday so after I finished in the gallery I went there and she gave me a little refresher course so when I volunteer on Friday I can practice some more.
Since starting the Spark People thing I have accomplished a pound each week. Of course it has only been almost 2 weeks. My enthusiasm hasn't waned too much yet, except for tracking the food. What a pain, but I am sure so much of the success of this plan is the tracking. I have kept up the walking most every day.
Our new furniture is nice. I didn't realize how big the pieces were when they were in the showroom. I need to get the paint now and get the room painted, order the window treatments, get some new lamps and something for the walls. Then it will all look nice.
That is it for now sisters. I plan on continuing to prattle on at least once a week. I love you all.
Lori
Since last writing I have gone to Charlotte to bowl in the women's state tournament. That was last weekend. It is a good thing I enjoyed the company because if it depended on my bowling I would have had a terrible time. Don't know when I have bowled that bad. Now in another 3 weeks off to Reno to bowl in the National Tournament. Of course those evil slot machines are right in the hotel where we will be staying. I think I have the gambling gene that Mom and Dad had. I will have to be careful.
Yesterday I volunteered at the Tryon Palace in the galleries they have set up with artifacts and period furniture and the history of the restoration of the palace. Boring! On the days I volunteer in the galleries I wear khaki slacks or skirt, white blouse and blue blazer, stand around and do nothing more that keep an eye on the people wandering around looking at what is on display. Of course I can take a book to read and slip it behind the display case when a group comes through about every half hour.
The woman that taught us how to spin was in the kitchen office building yesterday so after I finished in the gallery I went there and she gave me a little refresher course so when I volunteer on Friday I can practice some more.
Since starting the Spark People thing I have accomplished a pound each week. Of course it has only been almost 2 weeks. My enthusiasm hasn't waned too much yet, except for tracking the food. What a pain, but I am sure so much of the success of this plan is the tracking. I have kept up the walking most every day.
Our new furniture is nice. I didn't realize how big the pieces were when they were in the showroom. I need to get the paint now and get the room painted, order the window treatments, get some new lamps and something for the walls. Then it will all look nice.
That is it for now sisters. I plan on continuing to prattle on at least once a week. I love you all.
Lori
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Hello Sisters -
I am writing to you from my special accommodations at Dublin Hoisital. I''ve been having a nasty flareup of the old diverticulitis for about a week and a half so the doc sent me to the emergency room. Not where I want to hang out or use up my vacation days from work but it is what it is. Could be worse.
They did a CAT scan yesterday and there is a lot of infection and swelling so I've been getting high doses of antibiotics and good pain stuff. They even supply this nice computer so i can keep in touch with you.
I was afraid one of you would call my work number and they would tell you I was here asnd then I would get the guilt trip.
my room phone is 614 544 8578.
I am writing to you from my special accommodations at Dublin Hoisital. I''ve been having a nasty flareup of the old diverticulitis for about a week and a half so the doc sent me to the emergency room. Not where I want to hang out or use up my vacation days from work but it is what it is. Could be worse.
They did a CAT scan yesterday and there is a lot of infection and swelling so I've been getting high doses of antibiotics and good pain stuff. They even supply this nice computer so i can keep in touch with you.
I was afraid one of you would call my work number and they would tell you I was here asnd then I would get the guilt trip.
my room phone is 614 544 8578.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
I have decided.....
Haven't ya'll heard and seen in writing my declaration of I have decided this or that?? Well, hang on because I am deciding again! This decision is a revisited one. I won't keep you in suspense any longer. I have decided to lose one pound a week till the middle of August. Stop laughing. I am serious this time. Ok, I am LMAO too, but...I am going to make a stab at it. If I accomplish 10 lbs by then I will be jubilant and my pants will no longer be stuck up the uncomfortable cracks when I wear them, if you get my drift.
So, how am I going to accomplish this you ask? I will tell you whether you want to know or not. I joined Spark People on the internet. It is a free diet and healthy eating program. There are so many resources on their website. I started Monday and have ramped up my walking and drinking (water that is) and left the snacks alone. More fruits and veggies, blah, blah, blah. I don't really need a website to teach me these things, but I am going to track my food intake and exercise this summer and see what happens. Only thing is, all that water. Geez, I am going to have to buy more toilet paper.
One more thing and then you can give your eyes a rest from me. Our new furniture is in the warehouse. The store called me and said it was in so I ask them to hold it till I can have Goodwill pick up our old stuff. No tears will be shed as the old goes out the door tomorrow afternoon. I am very excited about getting the new comfortable furniture. It is a sofa, loveseat and recliner all in a chocolate brown leather. It is Lazy Boy furniture so there are footrests that pop up when needed. However we had planned on painting during the period the furniture was being made and new curtains. That hasn't happened, but it is going to. I also picked out an area rug. Once it is all settled in and we are in House Beautiful I will alert you to the issue.
That's it. I need to move on to the stove. Ugh. I so dislike cooking. Is Dan the Chef still preparing supper for you Princess Lizzie? It is good to hear he is enjoying working at home on his projects and stocks.
When is Ben coming home Di? Or is he home.
This is really it now. Still hoping to hear from Susie.
Love you girlies.
So, how am I going to accomplish this you ask? I will tell you whether you want to know or not. I joined Spark People on the internet. It is a free diet and healthy eating program. There are so many resources on their website. I started Monday and have ramped up my walking and drinking (water that is) and left the snacks alone. More fruits and veggies, blah, blah, blah. I don't really need a website to teach me these things, but I am going to track my food intake and exercise this summer and see what happens. Only thing is, all that water. Geez, I am going to have to buy more toilet paper.
One more thing and then you can give your eyes a rest from me. Our new furniture is in the warehouse. The store called me and said it was in so I ask them to hold it till I can have Goodwill pick up our old stuff. No tears will be shed as the old goes out the door tomorrow afternoon. I am very excited about getting the new comfortable furniture. It is a sofa, loveseat and recliner all in a chocolate brown leather. It is Lazy Boy furniture so there are footrests that pop up when needed. However we had planned on painting during the period the furniture was being made and new curtains. That hasn't happened, but it is going to. I also picked out an area rug. Once it is all settled in and we are in House Beautiful I will alert you to the issue.
That's it. I need to move on to the stove. Ugh. I so dislike cooking. Is Dan the Chef still preparing supper for you Princess Lizzie? It is good to hear he is enjoying working at home on his projects and stocks.
When is Ben coming home Di? Or is he home.
This is really it now. Still hoping to hear from Susie.
Love you girlies.
Monday, May 11, 2009
Just a note.....
Hi Girlies -
Thinking of you and this blog. I like it!
What a sweet picture of Mom - I can almost reach out and touch her very soft skin.
I'm very sad for a friend of mine here at work. About 6-8 weeks ago her breast cancer came back after 3 years and she had a double masectomy (sorry about the spelling) and just recently went for the old scan only to find out that things have worsened. Her doctor has terrible bedside manners and merely told her that "it's not good, the cancer is growing, you have 2 years" which, obviously, she was devastated by. She is a fighter and a do-er - really a very sweet girl (maybe in her 40s) - so she went for another opinion and is now going to see Dr. Shapiro at the James. I hate this cancer stuff!
Just wanted to take a minute to reach out.
Love you girls.
Lizzie
Thinking of you and this blog. I like it!
What a sweet picture of Mom - I can almost reach out and touch her very soft skin.
I'm very sad for a friend of mine here at work. About 6-8 weeks ago her breast cancer came back after 3 years and she had a double masectomy (sorry about the spelling) and just recently went for the old scan only to find out that things have worsened. Her doctor has terrible bedside manners and merely told her that "it's not good, the cancer is growing, you have 2 years" which, obviously, she was devastated by. She is a fighter and a do-er - really a very sweet girl (maybe in her 40s) - so she went for another opinion and is now going to see Dr. Shapiro at the James. I hate this cancer stuff!
Just wanted to take a minute to reach out.
Love you girls.
Lizzie
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Mother's Day
You beat me to it Lizzie. I was getting ready to sit down right after walking this morning, post this sweet picture of Mom and wish you all a Happy Mother's Day, but Earl woke up and seemed to be itching to get on the computer. Besides it was too difficult to concentrate with him looking over my shoulder wondering what it was I was typing. I did get a chance to read your contribution before being interrupted and was so glad to see your post.
I love this picture of Mom, taken at the lodge on Thanksgiving, but it also touches that place in my heart that misses her so much causing my eyes to well up and reach for the tissues. Happy Mother's Day Mom. Your sweet spirit is with us always.
I hope you all have a wonderful day with your children. I wish our men were closer so we could have dinner together. Gordon texted me as I was walking early this morning and Troy just called a few minutes to say he would call and talk more later. He and Bobbie were on their way to Church.
Earl and I are going to the Kinston Indians ball game with another couple today. Their kids live far away too so we are going to celebrate Mother's Day by going to a ball game and sit in the hot blistering sun. LOL I am joking because it is supposed to be overcast, but hot. The Kinston Indians are a minor league team.
Happy Mother's Day to the Sisters......
Hello Sisters!
First of all - I hope you all have a very wonderful Mother's Day. You are all great mothers - all different but all great examples of motherhood - I've learned many things on that subject from each of you. Thank you!
Diane, your chemo stories crack me up! I am so amazed that you can take such a dreadful necessity and turn it into a day at the spa! "Me time" with a twist.
Lori, you would look much better as a kitchen servant with a bun. You may need to let your hair grow. The story of falling down cracked me up. I really have a guilt trip when I laugh at one of us (me included) falling down - why do we get such enjoyment out of knowing Lori fell down? It is funny - probably because I've done it more times than can be counted.
I keep looking at that Claiming Your Place at the Fire book laying on the table there and keep thinking I'll get back to it. I certainly could use some prodding to straighten up and be a good example! I just finished a way too long novel by Tami Hoag - Guilty as Sin - had an interesting twist at the end but by next week it will have all oosed out of my brain - just fluff reading.
Sarah and Aiden will be over today to celebrate Mother's Day and we will have a great time, I'm sure. Just think of all the years (15 to be exact) that I thought I would not be a mother. There have been trials but there have been wonderful times too. I know in my heart of hearts that things will click for Sarah some day. I hope that is soon - for her, for Aiden and for Paul, who really seems to love and cherish her. She has (as do I) a lot of sadness and shame about the fact that she does not have primary custody. Not sure how to deal with that one.
Dan is still not working at a real job, which he enjoys hugely. He's been doing very well with the stock market and hopes he can continue to be successful until retirement. He considers that his job and he works hard at it all day. In addition, he's getting stuff done around here - repairs, laundry, cleaning, cooking. Win win for me!
The back problem is a bit better - although I thought I would lose my mind on the trip to Colorado. Once we got there we had a great time though. Never again will I drive that - NEVER. I was sad that we didn't get to see Troy. Next time we'll fly into Denver and hopefully he'll still be living there!
I'm so happy you revived this blog.
I wonder where Susan is? I'll have to call her today and remind her that we are out here.
I love you Sisters.
First of all - I hope you all have a very wonderful Mother's Day. You are all great mothers - all different but all great examples of motherhood - I've learned many things on that subject from each of you. Thank you!
Diane, your chemo stories crack me up! I am so amazed that you can take such a dreadful necessity and turn it into a day at the spa! "Me time" with a twist.
Lori, you would look much better as a kitchen servant with a bun. You may need to let your hair grow. The story of falling down cracked me up. I really have a guilt trip when I laugh at one of us (me included) falling down - why do we get such enjoyment out of knowing Lori fell down? It is funny - probably because I've done it more times than can be counted.
I keep looking at that Claiming Your Place at the Fire book laying on the table there and keep thinking I'll get back to it. I certainly could use some prodding to straighten up and be a good example! I just finished a way too long novel by Tami Hoag - Guilty as Sin - had an interesting twist at the end but by next week it will have all oosed out of my brain - just fluff reading.
Sarah and Aiden will be over today to celebrate Mother's Day and we will have a great time, I'm sure. Just think of all the years (15 to be exact) that I thought I would not be a mother. There have been trials but there have been wonderful times too. I know in my heart of hearts that things will click for Sarah some day. I hope that is soon - for her, for Aiden and for Paul, who really seems to love and cherish her. She has (as do I) a lot of sadness and shame about the fact that she does not have primary custody. Not sure how to deal with that one.
Dan is still not working at a real job, which he enjoys hugely. He's been doing very well with the stock market and hopes he can continue to be successful until retirement. He considers that his job and he works hard at it all day. In addition, he's getting stuff done around here - repairs, laundry, cleaning, cooking. Win win for me!
The back problem is a bit better - although I thought I would lose my mind on the trip to Colorado. Once we got there we had a great time though. Never again will I drive that - NEVER. I was sad that we didn't get to see Troy. Next time we'll fly into Denver and hopefully he'll still be living there!
I'm so happy you revived this blog.
I wonder where Susan is? I'll have to call her today and remind her that we are out here.
I love you Sisters.
Friday, May 8, 2009
Cinderella Story
Hi sisters. I want to thank you, Lori, for your perserverence. It probably seems like you are out there in the wilderness all alone. But see, you are not. I look forward to your posts and often feel compelled to make a post and then cannot think of an interesting thing to say. I have posted a couple comments on your posts though.
This week has been so busy with the girls. I cannot tell you what I do with my day. It whizzes by. I do remember today though. This morning I went to their school for Muffins for Moms. At our table there was Pandora, Winter, Maryanne, me, Chrissy, Drew, Sammy, and Autumn, and a few others muffin eaters. We had it covered. It was a nice start to my day.
Then I went to Stoneridge for my treatment. When I got there the lobby was full of people sitting around reading their charts - a rather strange sight. As we checked in we were given our charts and asked to find a seat as there was a meeting going on in the chemo lab and it was running late. I had imagined all kinds of topics being covered in there, most of them not happy scenarios. So I compared the size of my chart to the lady next to me who was engrossed in her chart. She said she had been in treatment off and on since 2004 for some kind of bone cancer. She thought that her chart might be a fourth or fifth in a series. Mine must be the eighth or ninth as I have been in treatment since 2000. Nine years! Hard to believe.
Once I got in to a room they were way backed up and short one nurse. I was there five hours! Geesh. I did a lot of reading (love my Kindle) and ate white cheddar popcorn, Lorna Doone shortbread cookies and drank two mini ginger ales. Then I took an hour nap under my toasty heated blankie. Eat you heart out girls. By the time I got home it was time to pick up Pandora and Winter, who just arrived back from the zoo field trip. Pandora was hyped up and Winter was grumpy tired. By the time we got home they had both smoothed out. Paw Paw grilled up some juicy rib eye steaks. mmmm
After I picked the girls up from school we went to their house to plant some flowers in planters on the deck. I had brought a bag of potting soil and put it on the chair by the door when I came in. As I was going out to get started I looked right at the bag of potting soil and picked up the tv remote and went out. As I stook on the deck looking at the remote in my hand it took me some time to figure out how that thing got out there. Pandora was looking at me quizically and said, "You had treatment today. Chemo brain. I better keep an eye on you." Frankly, I had to agree. I crack myself up sometimes.
Tonight we are staying at our house. Pandora and Winter were playing with dinosaurs and a Cinderella doll that looks suspiciously like Barbie. Pandora commented that Cinderella's ball dress was too fussy for hanging out with the dinosaurs and maybe we could make her a new outfit. So, she rummaged through the stash and decided on a simple muslin shift. She sewed the band around to bodice and I sewed the velcro closure. Then she decided she needed pants. I think she is quite stylish but not fussy. lol
This week has been so busy with the girls. I cannot tell you what I do with my day. It whizzes by. I do remember today though. This morning I went to their school for Muffins for Moms. At our table there was Pandora, Winter, Maryanne, me, Chrissy, Drew, Sammy, and Autumn, and a few others muffin eaters. We had it covered. It was a nice start to my day.
Then I went to Stoneridge for my treatment. When I got there the lobby was full of people sitting around reading their charts - a rather strange sight. As we checked in we were given our charts and asked to find a seat as there was a meeting going on in the chemo lab and it was running late. I had imagined all kinds of topics being covered in there, most of them not happy scenarios. So I compared the size of my chart to the lady next to me who was engrossed in her chart. She said she had been in treatment off and on since 2004 for some kind of bone cancer. She thought that her chart might be a fourth or fifth in a series. Mine must be the eighth or ninth as I have been in treatment since 2000. Nine years! Hard to believe.
Once I got in to a room they were way backed up and short one nurse. I was there five hours! Geesh. I did a lot of reading (love my Kindle) and ate white cheddar popcorn, Lorna Doone shortbread cookies and drank two mini ginger ales. Then I took an hour nap under my toasty heated blankie. Eat you heart out girls. By the time I got home it was time to pick up Pandora and Winter, who just arrived back from the zoo field trip. Pandora was hyped up and Winter was grumpy tired. By the time we got home they had both smoothed out. Paw Paw grilled up some juicy rib eye steaks. mmmm
After I picked the girls up from school we went to their house to plant some flowers in planters on the deck. I had brought a bag of potting soil and put it on the chair by the door when I came in. As I was going out to get started I looked right at the bag of potting soil and picked up the tv remote and went out. As I stook on the deck looking at the remote in my hand it took me some time to figure out how that thing got out there. Pandora was looking at me quizically and said, "You had treatment today. Chemo brain. I better keep an eye on you." Frankly, I had to agree. I crack myself up sometimes.
Tonight we are staying at our house. Pandora and Winter were playing with dinosaurs and a Cinderella doll that looks suspiciously like Barbie. Pandora commented that Cinderella's ball dress was too fussy for hanging out with the dinosaurs and maybe we could make her a new outfit. So, she rummaged through the stash and decided on a simple muslin shift. She sewed the band around to bodice and I sewed the velcro closure. Then she decided she needed pants. I think she is quite stylish but not fussy. lol
I would have taken a picture with the girls actually playing (which is a hoot to hear) but they are both sound asleep.
There you go, Lori. I wrote on and on about not too much excitement. However, I love my crazy chaotic life full of hugs and kisses and funny little jokes and pranks. This is the stuff that keeps me going.
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Kitchen Servant
I don't know if anyone will ever see this because I am not sure if anyone besides myself is ever going to blog so I will just go about my merry way and talk to myself.
Earl took this picture when I came home a little while ago from volunteering at the palace. I was in the building called the Kitchen Office. I was upstairs telling visitors about the rooms upstairs and when there was quiet time trying to figure out the spinning wheel. I got it going a few times, but I think it would take a lot of practice. 150 school kids came through in groups of 15-20 throughout the morning so there wasn't much time to practice. The kids sure can ask some questions you don't have answers for.
The woman that did the cooking today made a roast chicken, biscuits and cooked greens from the kitchen garden. I was invited to eat with the paid workers. It was really delicious. Pat was the cook and she said if she was working when I volunteered she would teach me to cook.
I am getting ready to take the cat for her rabies shot. I told Earl he would have to put her in the box. Then she could hate him.
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Me again....
Here I am talking to this blank page again. I still have "High Hopes" my sisters will jump in here to contribute.
Where do dreams come from? I go through periods of time when I have the craziest dreams that I remember. Some of them I wish I wouldn't. I woke this morning having spent some time dreaming about the Obama family. Geez - why in the world would I dream about them? Probably because a person can't turn the TV on without seeing and hearing about Obama. In this dream I ask Gordon to come to dinner and he said no until I told him the Obamas were coming so he said he would just out of curiosity. Before the dinner happened I found myself in a motel room. Michelle Obama was in bed. The phone was ringing (more like a twitter than a ring). She ask me to answer it. Well, I picked up the receiver and no one was there, but the tweeting continued. That is when I woke up the first time and realized it was a bird in the yard making that tweeting noise. I fell right back asleep and we were at Mom's house on 5th street with Gordon, me, and the Obamas. Sorry I didn't invite you all. I would have if I would have had any control over the dream. Before dinner the Obama girls recited a poem. They had these little pigtails on every inch of their heads. Next thing I knew I was in a class at the community college and I was the oldest person in the class. Imagine that now! Anyway, we were going on a field trip across the street to hear a famous speaker outdoors. As we walked across the road to this outdoor area we could see boys dorms and there were half a dozen or more naked students hanging over the balcony hooting and hollering at the young women in the group. It started pouring rain so we left the field getting drenched going back to the classroom. One of the young women and myself got lost and looked and looked for the classroom, roaming the streets. The street reminded me of an old time movie set. Then somehow we miraculously found the class, but when we went in it was an embroidery shop. That is when I woke up. There were other minor details but I must be boring you to death if you are even still reading this.
Enough about dreams. If someone doesn't start adding something I can read besides my own words I am goint to make my own blog and call it Me, Myself and I.
I am on my way to Church and visit my shut in friends and those in the nursing home. Wishing you all sunshine today. I love you.
Where do dreams come from? I go through periods of time when I have the craziest dreams that I remember. Some of them I wish I wouldn't. I woke this morning having spent some time dreaming about the Obama family. Geez - why in the world would I dream about them? Probably because a person can't turn the TV on without seeing and hearing about Obama. In this dream I ask Gordon to come to dinner and he said no until I told him the Obamas were coming so he said he would just out of curiosity. Before the dinner happened I found myself in a motel room. Michelle Obama was in bed. The phone was ringing (more like a twitter than a ring). She ask me to answer it. Well, I picked up the receiver and no one was there, but the tweeting continued. That is when I woke up the first time and realized it was a bird in the yard making that tweeting noise. I fell right back asleep and we were at Mom's house on 5th street with Gordon, me, and the Obamas. Sorry I didn't invite you all. I would have if I would have had any control over the dream. Before dinner the Obama girls recited a poem. They had these little pigtails on every inch of their heads. Next thing I knew I was in a class at the community college and I was the oldest person in the class. Imagine that now! Anyway, we were going on a field trip across the street to hear a famous speaker outdoors. As we walked across the road to this outdoor area we could see boys dorms and there were half a dozen or more naked students hanging over the balcony hooting and hollering at the young women in the group. It started pouring rain so we left the field getting drenched going back to the classroom. One of the young women and myself got lost and looked and looked for the classroom, roaming the streets. The street reminded me of an old time movie set. Then somehow we miraculously found the class, but when we went in it was an embroidery shop. That is when I woke up. There were other minor details but I must be boring you to death if you are even still reading this.
Enough about dreams. If someone doesn't start adding something I can read besides my own words I am goint to make my own blog and call it Me, Myself and I.
I am on my way to Church and visit my shut in friends and those in the nursing home. Wishing you all sunshine today. I love you.
Monday, May 4, 2009
More of the same...
I just returned from walking and I am hot, hot, hot. Certainly not in the sense of being "hot" looking. Phew! I came home to find Earl gone to some PGR thing. Glad he left me a note because he either didn't tell me he was going or he found out about it after I left the house. I didn't care because now I will be having most of the day to myself.
Saturday I volunteered with the lawn games at the Tryon Palace. It was fun, but being in the sun, chasing kids for 6 hours sure wore my butt out. The costume was a bit warmish too. Earl thought I looked like a round pilgrim. Very complimentary, don't you think?
Besides the round pilgrim comment Earl hugged me last night and said "fully packed". Somehow I don't think that was a compliment. Do you? Anyway, I have to agree. Now I just need to get some motivation to do something about it. Where is that going to come from? I have become so lazy and hungry with little discipline. Actually none.
One of our local schools has closed for a week because of 5 probable cases of the Swine Flu. There has been one confirmed case in New Bern. Any suspicions of some in your area?
I finally had my hair cut way too short. I am looking around for more hats to wear until it grows some. Geez, it is short.
Saturday I volunteered with the lawn games at the Tryon Palace. It was fun, but being in the sun, chasing kids for 6 hours sure wore my butt out. The costume was a bit warmish too. Earl thought I looked like a round pilgrim. Very complimentary, don't you think?
Besides the round pilgrim comment Earl hugged me last night and said "fully packed". Somehow I don't think that was a compliment. Do you? Anyway, I have to agree. Now I just need to get some motivation to do something about it. Where is that going to come from? I have become so lazy and hungry with little discipline. Actually none.
One of our local schools has closed for a week because of 5 probable cases of the Swine Flu. There has been one confirmed case in New Bern. Any suspicions of some in your area?
I finally had my hair cut way too short. I am looking around for more hats to wear until it grows some. Geez, it is short.
Friday, May 1, 2009
Helloooooooo...................
By now, if you are following this blog, you may be sick of my daily additions to this. If you are please tell me. Tell me something soon. OK?
Yesterday I went to the Tryon Palace to get my costume for volunteering at various places on the grounds. When I stepped off the curb to cross the street in front of the house where I was to go I turned my ankle and took a tumble. When I tried to get up I fell again so two people rushed over to help me up. Was I totally embarrassed? Duh!! The bad thing (or maybe good thing) is I get less embarrassed every time I do something so ungraceful. Probably because I do them more and more.
The costume is one of what a servant of the governor would wear. First there is a long chemise, and then a heavy petticoat, then some sort of top that sort of wraps around in front, then an apron to hold the wrap closed. There are no closures to any of the items except ties. There is a hat to cover your hair and you wear long stockings. With all those items of clothing added to my already spreading girth I look like the Pillsbury Dough Boy's mother. And....tomorrow I am doing lawn games outside all day. It is supposed to be 85 degrees. Hmmm
Yesterday I went to the Tryon Palace to get my costume for volunteering at various places on the grounds. When I stepped off the curb to cross the street in front of the house where I was to go I turned my ankle and took a tumble. When I tried to get up I fell again so two people rushed over to help me up. Was I totally embarrassed? Duh!! The bad thing (or maybe good thing) is I get less embarrassed every time I do something so ungraceful. Probably because I do them more and more.
The costume is one of what a servant of the governor would wear. First there is a long chemise, and then a heavy petticoat, then some sort of top that sort of wraps around in front, then an apron to hold the wrap closed. There are no closures to any of the items except ties. There is a hat to cover your hair and you wear long stockings. With all those items of clothing added to my already spreading girth I look like the Pillsbury Dough Boy's mother. And....tomorrow I am doing lawn games outside all day. It is supposed to be 85 degrees. Hmmm
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