It turned into the most amazing day today. Not only did we have sun but it was WARM! I kid you not. It was 7 2 degrees when I checked and that was later in the afternoon. I knew it was nice out but warm can be subjective. When I walked outside with Baron around 12:30pm, I had on a light top with my slacks and it was really nice out. I was, however, distracted, since I was reading my email when Baron gave me his *outside* bark. I walked outside to show him it was nice out but it DID take me a bit by surprise then. But I didn't check on the temperature until a couple hours later.
I looked at my flower box and I think I have to get Chewlee to come over and spend next Saturday with me so we can clean it out and plant the bulbs I have. These bulbs will give flowers that she can later on cut and give to her mother. She loves to do that and usually only can get tiny flowers that are scattered here and there thru the lawn. These her mother will be able to put in a vase and keep around for a couple days. She will be crazy about that.
I don't know why but I think the worst is over now and we won't have any more freezing days. I may be wrong but I have a hunch that I'm not. Chewlee has always wanted to help plant flowers in the flower box and has sometimes planted ones that the Beast bought at the nursery. But this will be different for her. These are bulbs and their growing will be an awesome experience for her. To see them break thru the ground and then grow into different types of flowers....well, it's an incredible experience. I remember the first time I planted tulip bulbs and waited for them to grow so I could see them. I was amazed.
It was a very calm, peaceful day today. The Beast was gone all morning and part of the afternoon. He was working with this girl from his church on learning her camera's functions and how best to use them. She took photography in high school but what she learned is anybody's guess. She wants to learn proper outdoor lighting and how to best use it for her pictures. She's applied at this bible college in New York and they have a photography course that she is eager to take. But she doesn't want to go back to what the high school offered and she has to have a certain expertise in lighting. The Beast is going to work with her on it for a while since she has time before she has to meet with the instructors and show some of her work.
I know the Beast loves showing off what he learned the hard way. We had our own dark room for a while and actually worked with film and made up our own pictures from it. It was fun but the Beast was a stickler for the images he had in his head and spent a lot of time burning and dodging. Photo Shop and digital cameras are a real blessing for him and he has quite the collection of various photo shop selections. It's amazing what he can do now. I stopped doing it mainly because he always ends up taking over. So now that is HIS domain. He's good at it, however, so you give the Devil his due.....LOL.
I am feeling better and better. I got through the day without having to take a pain pill. Pain is decreasing as time goes on. I knew it would but you get impatient and want to be better NOW. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel finally. I should get my staples out this upcoming week and that will help me feel more like I truly am on the mend. I discovered when this one bandage came off that they used my belly button as part of the access for my surgery. There's a small scab there. It shocked me at first but I have had that area used before this when I have my tubal ligation years ago. I think I was 30 at the time.
My gf Carol, the one from California, has been ill and on antibiotics. I think she told me what she had but I forget now. I was just upset to hear that they were making her nauseous and she had to lay down after taking them. I know how that feels since I went through that when I was getting antibiotics in the hospital. I think they were giving me several different ones because they made me sick to my stomach only on occasion. I thought at first it was just me but the nurse said it was most likely the antibiotics. So I braced myself every time they changed the bag. I had no idea which one it was that caused that. I don't remember ever reacting that way to any.
I worry about Carol since she is 10 years older than I am. I just love this woman. She has a good and generous heart. She helps out her boys when times are tough and she is so sweet to think of me when she does. She has sent me flowers more than anyone else has in my life. A small gesture but such a sweet one. The Beast has sent me flowers less than a handful in our whole life together. He just isn't romantic at all and not even sentimental. It's so sad since I am both. There are times that opposites do NOT belong together.
Love you all. Be good. Have a great week and, please, be careful driving. ***Hugs***
Sunday, March 15, 2015
Sweet Peaceful Day!
The Beast left early today for his big church meeting in Birmingham. That left me the whole day (he didn't get home until almost 7pm) to enjoy the peace and quite of just me and the dog here. Baron tends to mope around when the Beast is gone for any length of time so he was no big bother. He wouldn't go outside to pee or anything and he boycotted his food, as usual under the circumstance. He is so predictable when his *man* is gone. *Sigh* I finally got so worried about his going so long without going to the bathroom that I let him go out front. I don't usually like to do that since Baron usually heads right across the road to Dennis' house and gets stubborn about coming when called.
He surprised me, however, and didn't wander away. He just went outside, peed and then came back to be let into the house. I guess the dismal day affected him, too. It was fairly warm, but just nasty looking all day long.
The Beast laughed when he got home and discovered that Baron had pulled his pillow off the bed and used it to lay on since I kept him off the bed. So he chose the next best thing....LOL. If you don't watch him, he will sneak up on the bed and lay one the Beast's side. I'm wise to that tho'. I don't let him get away with it.
Sheepie didn't come by to pick up her clothes soap so she also didn't get any soup. *Sigh* I wish she had because I have WAAAAAY too much for just the Beast and I before it starts to spoil. Oh well. I did try to call her but got no answer so either she was asleep at the time or it was too noisy for her to hear it. Hard to say.
I'm unsure of the date but, just in case I have it right (thanks, Bratfink, for the reminder) ***HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TARA!*** We THINK it's the 15th but Bratfink declared it hers whether it is or not....LOL!
The day went very nicely for me. I ate when I was hungry and drank the whole pot of coffee by myself. I also drank a lot of plain water to keep my kidneys in good shape and stopped drinking anything about an hour ago. I didn't take a nap, although I DID try at one point so I should sleep well again even tho' I am going to bed later than I did yesterday. I got to playing my IWIN game and lost track of time....again!
When the Beast got home, I listened to him talk a bit (actually, I let him talk but can't begin to tell you what he said....LOL) and then announced I was going to try to nap. That way I knew he would leave me alone for a while. But I did try. I just couldn't get comfortable enough and didn't want to take any more pain pills. I don't like taking them anyway unless it's into the 10+ category. That means it's just a bit more than I can handle.
I discovered my gf Carol's website for the flower shop and saw it was full of different reminders about buying someone flowers for St. Paddy's day and *cheering up* their day. Like the Beast ever would!
Well, I am now tired enough to sleep so I am going to post this and just say I love you all. Have a wonderful Sunday. ***Hugs***
He surprised me, however, and didn't wander away. He just went outside, peed and then came back to be let into the house. I guess the dismal day affected him, too. It was fairly warm, but just nasty looking all day long.
The Beast laughed when he got home and discovered that Baron had pulled his pillow off the bed and used it to lay on since I kept him off the bed. So he chose the next best thing....LOL. If you don't watch him, he will sneak up on the bed and lay one the Beast's side. I'm wise to that tho'. I don't let him get away with it.
Sheepie didn't come by to pick up her clothes soap so she also didn't get any soup. *Sigh* I wish she had because I have WAAAAAY too much for just the Beast and I before it starts to spoil. Oh well. I did try to call her but got no answer so either she was asleep at the time or it was too noisy for her to hear it. Hard to say.
I'm unsure of the date but, just in case I have it right (thanks, Bratfink, for the reminder) ***HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TARA!*** We THINK it's the 15th but Bratfink declared it hers whether it is or not....LOL!
The day went very nicely for me. I ate when I was hungry and drank the whole pot of coffee by myself. I also drank a lot of plain water to keep my kidneys in good shape and stopped drinking anything about an hour ago. I didn't take a nap, although I DID try at one point so I should sleep well again even tho' I am going to bed later than I did yesterday. I got to playing my IWIN game and lost track of time....again!
When the Beast got home, I listened to him talk a bit (actually, I let him talk but can't begin to tell you what he said....LOL) and then announced I was going to try to nap. That way I knew he would leave me alone for a while. But I did try. I just couldn't get comfortable enough and didn't want to take any more pain pills. I don't like taking them anyway unless it's into the 10+ category. That means it's just a bit more than I can handle.
I discovered my gf Carol's website for the flower shop and saw it was full of different reminders about buying someone flowers for St. Paddy's day and *cheering up* their day. Like the Beast ever would!
Well, I am now tired enough to sleep so I am going to post this and just say I love you all. Have a wonderful Sunday. ***Hugs***
Saturday, March 14, 2015
I Finally Sleep All Night!
I can hardly believe it! I slept all night long. I went to bed around 9pm and figured I would wake up (as usual) around 2 pr 3 am, write my blog and be ready to go back to sleep shortly thereafter. But, last night, I got up to pee and was too tired to stay up so I went right back to sleep and slept until around 7:15 when the Beast said goodbye to me, turned over and back to sleep until 8am. It's a milestone!
The Beast left me a whole pot of coffee even. But I just used up the last of the French Vanilla creamer that Sister Cee brought over. I need to get more of that. She's got me hooked on it now...LOL. I don't use it all the time but I DO love the taste of it and want to keep it in the house. It's a milder taste than the French Vanilla you buy at the gas stations from their coffee dispensers and I like it much better.
I must have slept on my one side for too long because I have a sore spot now but that should pass as I am awake and moving around. It's cold and dismal looking outside so I doubt I will be enjoying any coffee out there. It was raining during the night, it seems. Right now the little birds are attacking the bird seed feeders. They are so funny to watch.
Baron came and looked and went back to bed. The birds don't seem to interest him. He was never one to chase them since he knows that's futile. I just gave in and took a couple pain pills (the mild ones). I will end up back in bed without them and still hurting.
I am hoping Sheepie drops by to pick up her clothes soap she left here and some of the chicken soup I made. I have a lot I don't want to have to throw out. I even have a container for her so she doesn't need to bring one even. I talked to Sister Cee yesterday about her birthday party on the 28th. I had already seen the announcement that Tara had made about it. I should be in good shape for it since it's not until the 28th. at 2:30pm.
I am going to go lay down now until the pain pills kick in and make it less hurtful for me to move around. That should be in about a half hour. Love you all and I am sorry this is posted so late. Be good. Be safe and drive carefully. ***Hugs***
The Beast left me a whole pot of coffee even. But I just used up the last of the French Vanilla creamer that Sister Cee brought over. I need to get more of that. She's got me hooked on it now...LOL. I don't use it all the time but I DO love the taste of it and want to keep it in the house. It's a milder taste than the French Vanilla you buy at the gas stations from their coffee dispensers and I like it much better.
I must have slept on my one side for too long because I have a sore spot now but that should pass as I am awake and moving around. It's cold and dismal looking outside so I doubt I will be enjoying any coffee out there. It was raining during the night, it seems. Right now the little birds are attacking the bird seed feeders. They are so funny to watch.
Baron came and looked and went back to bed. The birds don't seem to interest him. He was never one to chase them since he knows that's futile. I just gave in and took a couple pain pills (the mild ones). I will end up back in bed without them and still hurting.
I am hoping Sheepie drops by to pick up her clothes soap she left here and some of the chicken soup I made. I have a lot I don't want to have to throw out. I even have a container for her so she doesn't need to bring one even. I talked to Sister Cee yesterday about her birthday party on the 28th. I had already seen the announcement that Tara had made about it. I should be in good shape for it since it's not until the 28th. at 2:30pm.
I am going to go lay down now until the pain pills kick in and make it less hurtful for me to move around. That should be in about a half hour. Love you all and I am sorry this is posted so late. Be good. Be safe and drive carefully. ***Hugs***
Thursday, March 12, 2015
MMM, MMM...GOOD!
I felt really good today so I decided that it was time for me to make my chicken soup. I put the chicken on to boil up and then spent an hour dicing up the veggies to put in it. When the chicken thighs were almost ready, I threw the veggies in and let it all simmer. I did, of course, add salt, pepper, a bit of cayenne, some parsley and (I hate to admit it) a little bit of chicken broth mix. But the end result is that it tastes wonderful. In case you are wondering, the cayenne really can't be tasted but I persist in adding some since it's so good for you medically.
The end result is wonderful. My family will be disappointed to know I was NOT up to making my homemade noodles for the soup. I could even see it in the Beast's face when he was eating it. They have grown to love that and it makes a big difference in the taste. But they will live and I have, as usual, made enough to feed an army. But I will eat it if no one else does.
The Princess called to have the Beast come and get Chewlee at the hospital emergency room. It seems that Gunner had eaten something that was stuck in his throat and he wasn't able to breathe right, swallow it or spit it up. That scared the hell out of me but she called a while later and said that Gunner had finally been able to cough it up. It was a sticker, of all things. Yes, one must be careful of so many things because babies judge their world by putting things in their mouths. Sigh. At least he is fine now.
The Beast informed me that he will be gone all day on Saturday since there is an event in Birmingham for his church. He will only be gone part of the day on Sunday but, hey! That's a nice little *vacation* for me. Maybe I can even get my sister(s) over to visit. Babybrat seems to be still in a bit of shell shock from the move and it's hard to tell if she is as enthused about being here as Sister Cee is. Her kids live in totally different states and don't seem inclined to travel much. Her daughter still has little ones and you know how tough they can be to travel with. Her son has a preteen and they always have their own activities planned and get very unhappy when their routines are interrupted. Oh well!
Sister Cee now has both her daughter and son living right here. That hasn't happened since they were teens so it's fun for her. She will be able to enjoy having them over for Holidays or having it with all of us that are here. We have gone from just me and the Beast to a whole big crowd....LOL! I may not have my kids here but they are within traveling distance and DO, on occasion, come to visit. We hope to have a kind of mini-reunion this summer and spend the day at the lake and rent a pontoon boat big enough for us all. That will be fun, especially since I am on the mend and feeling better than I have in a long time. Makes me wonder just how long it was that my colon was dying off on me.
Well, I have had a long, busy day and even the Beast recognized that I was on the mend. When he picked up Chewlee, she wanted to know how I was and that's what the Beast told her. It made her very happy because she was worried about me, which I thought was sweet. I just wish she would have been able to stay longer. But school tomorrow so she had to go home to get bathed and into bed.
The weather has been fairly nice, temperature-wise but overcast and occasionally a sprinkle of rain or two. Depressing when you have someone that loves the sun, like me. But otherwise, not bad at all.
I may even venture out tomorrow for a bit and have my coffee on the deck or the front porch if it hasn't rained. I am still using my cane just in case although I feel more and more confident in my balance. But I don't want to take chances and end up falling and hurting myself. Especially since I still have all these staples in. But, hopefully, they come out next week. Cross your fingers for me.
Love you all. Hope your weather is starting to make you think of spring on it's way and not any winter snow or ice any more. Be good. Be careful driving and plan on some fun this weekend.
***Hugs***
The end result is wonderful. My family will be disappointed to know I was NOT up to making my homemade noodles for the soup. I could even see it in the Beast's face when he was eating it. They have grown to love that and it makes a big difference in the taste. But they will live and I have, as usual, made enough to feed an army. But I will eat it if no one else does.
The Princess called to have the Beast come and get Chewlee at the hospital emergency room. It seems that Gunner had eaten something that was stuck in his throat and he wasn't able to breathe right, swallow it or spit it up. That scared the hell out of me but she called a while later and said that Gunner had finally been able to cough it up. It was a sticker, of all things. Yes, one must be careful of so many things because babies judge their world by putting things in their mouths. Sigh. At least he is fine now.
The Beast informed me that he will be gone all day on Saturday since there is an event in Birmingham for his church. He will only be gone part of the day on Sunday but, hey! That's a nice little *vacation* for me. Maybe I can even get my sister(s) over to visit. Babybrat seems to be still in a bit of shell shock from the move and it's hard to tell if she is as enthused about being here as Sister Cee is. Her kids live in totally different states and don't seem inclined to travel much. Her daughter still has little ones and you know how tough they can be to travel with. Her son has a preteen and they always have their own activities planned and get very unhappy when their routines are interrupted. Oh well!
Sister Cee now has both her daughter and son living right here. That hasn't happened since they were teens so it's fun for her. She will be able to enjoy having them over for Holidays or having it with all of us that are here. We have gone from just me and the Beast to a whole big crowd....LOL! I may not have my kids here but they are within traveling distance and DO, on occasion, come to visit. We hope to have a kind of mini-reunion this summer and spend the day at the lake and rent a pontoon boat big enough for us all. That will be fun, especially since I am on the mend and feeling better than I have in a long time. Makes me wonder just how long it was that my colon was dying off on me.
Well, I have had a long, busy day and even the Beast recognized that I was on the mend. When he picked up Chewlee, she wanted to know how I was and that's what the Beast told her. It made her very happy because she was worried about me, which I thought was sweet. I just wish she would have been able to stay longer. But school tomorrow so she had to go home to get bathed and into bed.
The weather has been fairly nice, temperature-wise but overcast and occasionally a sprinkle of rain or two. Depressing when you have someone that loves the sun, like me. But otherwise, not bad at all.
I may even venture out tomorrow for a bit and have my coffee on the deck or the front porch if it hasn't rained. I am still using my cane just in case although I feel more and more confident in my balance. But I don't want to take chances and end up falling and hurting myself. Especially since I still have all these staples in. But, hopefully, they come out next week. Cross your fingers for me.
Love you all. Hope your weather is starting to make you think of spring on it's way and not any winter snow or ice any more. Be good. Be careful driving and plan on some fun this weekend.
***Hugs***
Wednesday, March 11, 2015
A Day For Reflection...
It was just one of those days when I was finding myself remembering so much of the past. I remember being so in love when I first got married. So many people warned me about the Beast and I knew he had a temper but it was usually aimed at inanimate objects. Little did I know how easy it could be to turn that to people.
When he started drinking, he became a real animal...vicious and you couldn't talk to him. He felt he knew what everyone was thinking. He imagined all kinds of things and there was no changing his mind. When his strokes happened and he was no longer able to drink (it makes him dizzy and nauseous), I knew there really WAS a god. He got even for us that had been the focus of his anger.
I know in my heart that a lot of this came from the treatment of his family. His mother was weak and didn't even try to shelter him from his dad's anger and meanness. He became just like his father when he drank. But it's no excuse. It's just understanding where his anger came from. He was a successful businessman who got no respect from his family.
He came to be overly nice to MY family. He needed the respect of someone and my family provided that for many years. It just never extended to ME or our kids. No child should be afraid to come home if their father was there and still awake. My kids would sometimes sleep in the bushes outside our home and not come in until they were sure he was in bed, asleep. I didn't find this out for a long time but I can't blame them.
Living through the year that he was recovering was a trial. I had been ready to divorce him at the time. I was gathering all the information about our assets and the company assets when it happened. I had to stay to help him out even though he was a real jerk at the time....to me, of course. I was glad that he had been in a good frame of mind a while prior to this and had apologized to the boys for his tirades about *fooling around with those damn computers won't earn you a dime.* Both boys work in the field and are successful. I think in many ways the Beast's attitude kind of pushed them to prove him wrong.
I have mentioned before that I was surprised at how good he has treated me during all my medical problems. He has kept the house up well, done laundry and made me meals. I have been medically challenged now for almost three years. This last surgery is supposed to be the cure and allow me to finally heal. I sure hope so. I do feel better in many ways except for the damn sciatica. But that will more than likely stop once I am healed. I've been through bouts with it before.
He's different now in most ways. His returning to church is part of the reason. Like my son says, he's an old person trying to get into heaven. What he doesn't realize is that God judges his HEART and his actions in the past. He has a lot to answer for.
I'm no saint but I did try as much as I could. I often stepped between him and the kids and protected them. He blamed me for all that he felt was wrong with them. He took no responsibility and never saw how he terrorized them....and me. I can't begin to tell you how many times I ended up in the emergency room with broken ribs and once broken bones in my face. Why did I put up with it? My Catholic start in life where I was told that *marriage was forever*. I really believed it.
It took forever before I felt that God never meant for me to be abused and would forgive me.
However, his stroke changed everything.
He knows how good I was to him during that time and how I helped him get better. My son often went to the rehab center when the Beast was confined there (until he was better and improving from his disabilities). He was then allowed to come home and just go to rehab every day for treatment. I drove him, picked him up when he was finished, brought him home and helped him with his exercises at home. We still had the Princess at home so I had her to think about, too. But we managed and he was never the same. He could control his temper without being able to drink.
When we moved and were building our home on the other coast, the poor Princess hated it. She made some good friends, however, and they are still friends all these years later.
I am happy that the Princess found someone she loves to marry. They have a cute little boy now (Gunner) as well as Chewlee. Chewlee has gotten in some trouble lately and I think it is because she doesn't feel loved as well as her brother is and needs attention, even if it's BAD attention. But it should work itself out, I hope.
Love you all and I wish you a great week (or what's left of it!). Make some fun plans for the weekend. ***Hugs***
When he started drinking, he became a real animal...vicious and you couldn't talk to him. He felt he knew what everyone was thinking. He imagined all kinds of things and there was no changing his mind. When his strokes happened and he was no longer able to drink (it makes him dizzy and nauseous), I knew there really WAS a god. He got even for us that had been the focus of his anger.
I know in my heart that a lot of this came from the treatment of his family. His mother was weak and didn't even try to shelter him from his dad's anger and meanness. He became just like his father when he drank. But it's no excuse. It's just understanding where his anger came from. He was a successful businessman who got no respect from his family.
He came to be overly nice to MY family. He needed the respect of someone and my family provided that for many years. It just never extended to ME or our kids. No child should be afraid to come home if their father was there and still awake. My kids would sometimes sleep in the bushes outside our home and not come in until they were sure he was in bed, asleep. I didn't find this out for a long time but I can't blame them.
Living through the year that he was recovering was a trial. I had been ready to divorce him at the time. I was gathering all the information about our assets and the company assets when it happened. I had to stay to help him out even though he was a real jerk at the time....to me, of course. I was glad that he had been in a good frame of mind a while prior to this and had apologized to the boys for his tirades about *fooling around with those damn computers won't earn you a dime.* Both boys work in the field and are successful. I think in many ways the Beast's attitude kind of pushed them to prove him wrong.
I have mentioned before that I was surprised at how good he has treated me during all my medical problems. He has kept the house up well, done laundry and made me meals. I have been medically challenged now for almost three years. This last surgery is supposed to be the cure and allow me to finally heal. I sure hope so. I do feel better in many ways except for the damn sciatica. But that will more than likely stop once I am healed. I've been through bouts with it before.
He's different now in most ways. His returning to church is part of the reason. Like my son says, he's an old person trying to get into heaven. What he doesn't realize is that God judges his HEART and his actions in the past. He has a lot to answer for.
I'm no saint but I did try as much as I could. I often stepped between him and the kids and protected them. He blamed me for all that he felt was wrong with them. He took no responsibility and never saw how he terrorized them....and me. I can't begin to tell you how many times I ended up in the emergency room with broken ribs and once broken bones in my face. Why did I put up with it? My Catholic start in life where I was told that *marriage was forever*. I really believed it.
It took forever before I felt that God never meant for me to be abused and would forgive me.
However, his stroke changed everything.
He knows how good I was to him during that time and how I helped him get better. My son often went to the rehab center when the Beast was confined there (until he was better and improving from his disabilities). He was then allowed to come home and just go to rehab every day for treatment. I drove him, picked him up when he was finished, brought him home and helped him with his exercises at home. We still had the Princess at home so I had her to think about, too. But we managed and he was never the same. He could control his temper without being able to drink.
When we moved and were building our home on the other coast, the poor Princess hated it. She made some good friends, however, and they are still friends all these years later.
I am happy that the Princess found someone she loves to marry. They have a cute little boy now (Gunner) as well as Chewlee. Chewlee has gotten in some trouble lately and I think it is because she doesn't feel loved as well as her brother is and needs attention, even if it's BAD attention. But it should work itself out, I hope.
Love you all and I wish you a great week (or what's left of it!). Make some fun plans for the weekend. ***Hugs***
I SWEAR.....
...that I have a ghost critic that sometimes makes my blog disappear. *Sigh* Always a critic around somewhere. Mine from last night is gone...just gone! Oh well.
So my sister Cee and Babybrat came over to spend some time with me. I had hoped they would spend the day but Cee has promised to make dinner for Tara and the boys (and themselves, of course). My great-nephew was going to take her to the store so she could buy what she needed for the dinner she had planned. Since he's in college, he had homework to do once they got home and she didn't want to keep him for any length of time. So she and Babybrat went home around 1 or 1:30pm. I hated to see them go.
They both looked good to me after not seeing them for so long. We sat around with our coffee and talked and laughed. It was nice and I thoroughly enjoyed it. The Beast sat with us for a while and then went to watch his Fox news.
They thought it was cold outside while those of us that have lived here for a while thought it was nice. It was 60 degrees out at the time and getting warmer. I had to laugh but I know they will eventually get used to the difference between here and South Florida in a year or two.
They left before Sheepie got here and she was disappointed but I reminded her that her aunts would be here now and it wasn't like she only had a few days to see them before they left. She said she knew that in her head but still wished she had gotten to see them. Teach is under orders that he has to make sure he comes in to meet them. A lot of times he just drops off Sheepie and leaves (if there's a college football game on TV). He's a big Bama fan and likes to watch it with his dad.
Sheepie got here and was surprised that the clothes she had left here to wash when she came over had already been washed and was in the dryer. The Beast had thrown them in for her albeit a little later than he should have. He had forgotten that she was coming over to finish up her wash until he saw the box that he had put on the top of the dryer. So he threw it in and, luckily, Teach had to work later than he was scheduled (he's a supervisor and you know how THAT goes!). So she only had to wait about 15 minutes or so until they were dry.
We sat and talked for a bit until they had to leave. Teach has to get up early to start work (he gets up at 3am) and he still hadn't eaten yet. She knew he would be home early today so she wanted me to call if her aunts came over again. I told her I didn't think so but would let her know if they did.
Cee called me around 10am this morning and told me what she had on her agenda. Her son, Mike, found a used car and is negotiating a good price on it for her. If that works out, they will go over and let Cee look at it and take it for a spin. If she likes the car and the price, she will buy it and be mobile without having to depend on others. I know that's a pain in the butt so I hope she likes it. We can get together more and she can pick me up to hit a restaurant or some such thing without having to argue with the Beast about it.
I'm getting better every day, I can tell but still am having some balance problems so I am using my cane. That helps a great deal. I am having some unusual pains when I DO get them. Shooting pains down my left leg but it feels like my sciatica is acting up. I just kind of lean into the pain and it eventually passes.
I went to bed early and slept for over 10 hours until a phone call at 9:30am woke me up. I didn't get to my phone fast enough although I was up on my feet (and half asleep!) when the call came. I was in the bathroom at the time. I had written my blog before I went to bed and still have no clue what happened to it. Oh well. Sister Cee asked me about it when she called and that stunned me. She likes to read it with her morning coffee. Speaking of which, I am headed for my first cup of the day after I post this.
Love you all. Looks like we are going to have another nice day here except for the overcast. Looks like it might rain later on today. Hope you all are enjoying some good weather for a change. Be good. Be careful driving. ***Hugs***
So my sister Cee and Babybrat came over to spend some time with me. I had hoped they would spend the day but Cee has promised to make dinner for Tara and the boys (and themselves, of course). My great-nephew was going to take her to the store so she could buy what she needed for the dinner she had planned. Since he's in college, he had homework to do once they got home and she didn't want to keep him for any length of time. So she and Babybrat went home around 1 or 1:30pm. I hated to see them go.
They both looked good to me after not seeing them for so long. We sat around with our coffee and talked and laughed. It was nice and I thoroughly enjoyed it. The Beast sat with us for a while and then went to watch his Fox news.
They thought it was cold outside while those of us that have lived here for a while thought it was nice. It was 60 degrees out at the time and getting warmer. I had to laugh but I know they will eventually get used to the difference between here and South Florida in a year or two.
They left before Sheepie got here and she was disappointed but I reminded her that her aunts would be here now and it wasn't like she only had a few days to see them before they left. She said she knew that in her head but still wished she had gotten to see them. Teach is under orders that he has to make sure he comes in to meet them. A lot of times he just drops off Sheepie and leaves (if there's a college football game on TV). He's a big Bama fan and likes to watch it with his dad.
Sheepie got here and was surprised that the clothes she had left here to wash when she came over had already been washed and was in the dryer. The Beast had thrown them in for her albeit a little later than he should have. He had forgotten that she was coming over to finish up her wash until he saw the box that he had put on the top of the dryer. So he threw it in and, luckily, Teach had to work later than he was scheduled (he's a supervisor and you know how THAT goes!). So she only had to wait about 15 minutes or so until they were dry.
We sat and talked for a bit until they had to leave. Teach has to get up early to start work (he gets up at 3am) and he still hadn't eaten yet. She knew he would be home early today so she wanted me to call if her aunts came over again. I told her I didn't think so but would let her know if they did.
Cee called me around 10am this morning and told me what she had on her agenda. Her son, Mike, found a used car and is negotiating a good price on it for her. If that works out, they will go over and let Cee look at it and take it for a spin. If she likes the car and the price, she will buy it and be mobile without having to depend on others. I know that's a pain in the butt so I hope she likes it. We can get together more and she can pick me up to hit a restaurant or some such thing without having to argue with the Beast about it.
I'm getting better every day, I can tell but still am having some balance problems so I am using my cane. That helps a great deal. I am having some unusual pains when I DO get them. Shooting pains down my left leg but it feels like my sciatica is acting up. I just kind of lean into the pain and it eventually passes.
I went to bed early and slept for over 10 hours until a phone call at 9:30am woke me up. I didn't get to my phone fast enough although I was up on my feet (and half asleep!) when the call came. I was in the bathroom at the time. I had written my blog before I went to bed and still have no clue what happened to it. Oh well. Sister Cee asked me about it when she called and that stunned me. She likes to read it with her morning coffee. Speaking of which, I am headed for my first cup of the day after I post this.
Love you all. Looks like we are going to have another nice day here except for the overcast. Looks like it might rain later on today. Hope you all are enjoying some good weather for a change. Be good. Be careful driving. ***Hugs***
Tuesday, March 10, 2015
SLOWLY...SLOWLY
i am amazed at the temperature outside right now. it's almost 3am and it's 53 degrees! It is supposed to be 70 degrees tomorrow but could be rainy. *Sigh* There's always a trade off somehow, isn't there?
Yesterday was my friend, Staffy's, birthday. He is now 57 years old. He lives in England and is the one that recently married his sweetie he had met online on the game site that we play together. I lucked out and got to see him then he called me to wish me a speedy recovery. He had seen me pop onto the site just as he was preparing to go to bed. It was one am in England at the time. He has a severe heart problem but his wife watches him on Skype and makes him take a nap in the afternoon. They are a sweet couple and have become dear friends. I did get him off the phone and he promised he was on his way to bed as soon as we hung up.
I am so looking forward to seeing my sisters tomorrow. Oops! I mean later today. My sister, Cee, got a phone today and called me right away to give me the number. I had told her that she would need one here. Everyone has a cell phone here and is the way we all keep in touch. She went to Verizon and got a phone that gives her 700 minutes every month for..get this! Only 25 dollars a month. That Sprint campaign has sure led them to come down in their prices....LOL.
My friend, Carol, emailed me that she was sending me a 5# bag of Kauai coffee beans and...this was a joke...she said it should last me a few days. LOL! It will last me a month, at least.
Sheepie was telling me about a 2 bedroom apartment at her complex that was becoming available. Her friend lives there and they just bought a house. It won't be available until the end of the month but I don't think that will matter to Cee and Babybrat. Sheepie loves the apartment (a 2 bedroom for just $475 a month and that includes everything but the electricity. Cee was VERY interested and was kind of glad that Sheepie lives in the same complex. She moved here to be close to family and that isn't very far from us, either.
I am healing, I can tell. I am in less pain now and can stay upright longer. I only hope that I can stop my naps in the afternoon. I get nauseous, though, if I don't lay down. I always fall asleep for a couple hours and that is why I am up this late. Oh well! I avoid taking the pain pills the doctor gave me since it makes me nauseous. But I discoered the milder pain pills I have normally work well for me and help me sleep. I will be taking one when I post this so I can sleep without pain. I forget while I am asleep and sometimes turn the wrong way and it wakes me up if I don't take one.
A friend of the Beast's from his church came over today with food. She made a wonderful chicken and rice dish and some apples from her trees that she cooked up. They were very welcome. The Beast told me another friend from his church is bringing over something tomorrow. LOL! They all look at me and can see I lost some weight while in the hospital. They feel they need to fatten me up, I guess. I think it's very sweet of them but it's not going to convert me. I know that is what is also on their minds. But sweet of them to care.
My friend from England said it would probably take me a couple months to heal *at my age*....LOL! I told him he was only 11 years younger than I am (at least until the end of June when I gain another year). He then said, *Unfortunately, as we get older it DOES take us longer to heal*. I had to laugh at his tone of voice, which was very regretful. He misses his wife who had to return to the US to put her house up for sale. Plus she is a civil servant and has to officially retire. Did you know that she was told that she and her new hubby had to prove they both has assets of $250,000. in order for her to immigrate? I was stunned at that. How many people have that kind of money? I mean she will have her income from retirement and then, later on, she will also have her SS besides her pension. She won't be a drain on England, that's for sure.
Oh well. Time to end this and head for bed. Love you all and please stay healthy. Don't ignore any aches and pains you may have. I could have died from my dying colon if I hadn't gotten appendicitis from the bacteria and gone to the emergency room. I was even running a high fever and had no idea. But I think the pain I was having at the time was all I could feel. ***Hugs***
Yesterday was my friend, Staffy's, birthday. He is now 57 years old. He lives in England and is the one that recently married his sweetie he had met online on the game site that we play together. I lucked out and got to see him then he called me to wish me a speedy recovery. He had seen me pop onto the site just as he was preparing to go to bed. It was one am in England at the time. He has a severe heart problem but his wife watches him on Skype and makes him take a nap in the afternoon. They are a sweet couple and have become dear friends. I did get him off the phone and he promised he was on his way to bed as soon as we hung up.
I am so looking forward to seeing my sisters tomorrow. Oops! I mean later today. My sister, Cee, got a phone today and called me right away to give me the number. I had told her that she would need one here. Everyone has a cell phone here and is the way we all keep in touch. She went to Verizon and got a phone that gives her 700 minutes every month for..get this! Only 25 dollars a month. That Sprint campaign has sure led them to come down in their prices....LOL.
My friend, Carol, emailed me that she was sending me a 5# bag of Kauai coffee beans and...this was a joke...she said it should last me a few days. LOL! It will last me a month, at least.
Sheepie was telling me about a 2 bedroom apartment at her complex that was becoming available. Her friend lives there and they just bought a house. It won't be available until the end of the month but I don't think that will matter to Cee and Babybrat. Sheepie loves the apartment (a 2 bedroom for just $475 a month and that includes everything but the electricity. Cee was VERY interested and was kind of glad that Sheepie lives in the same complex. She moved here to be close to family and that isn't very far from us, either.
I am healing, I can tell. I am in less pain now and can stay upright longer. I only hope that I can stop my naps in the afternoon. I get nauseous, though, if I don't lay down. I always fall asleep for a couple hours and that is why I am up this late. Oh well! I avoid taking the pain pills the doctor gave me since it makes me nauseous. But I discoered the milder pain pills I have normally work well for me and help me sleep. I will be taking one when I post this so I can sleep without pain. I forget while I am asleep and sometimes turn the wrong way and it wakes me up if I don't take one.
A friend of the Beast's from his church came over today with food. She made a wonderful chicken and rice dish and some apples from her trees that she cooked up. They were very welcome. The Beast told me another friend from his church is bringing over something tomorrow. LOL! They all look at me and can see I lost some weight while in the hospital. They feel they need to fatten me up, I guess. I think it's very sweet of them but it's not going to convert me. I know that is what is also on their minds. But sweet of them to care.
My friend from England said it would probably take me a couple months to heal *at my age*....LOL! I told him he was only 11 years younger than I am (at least until the end of June when I gain another year). He then said, *Unfortunately, as we get older it DOES take us longer to heal*. I had to laugh at his tone of voice, which was very regretful. He misses his wife who had to return to the US to put her house up for sale. Plus she is a civil servant and has to officially retire. Did you know that she was told that she and her new hubby had to prove they both has assets of $250,000. in order for her to immigrate? I was stunned at that. How many people have that kind of money? I mean she will have her income from retirement and then, later on, she will also have her SS besides her pension. She won't be a drain on England, that's for sure.
Oh well. Time to end this and head for bed. Love you all and please stay healthy. Don't ignore any aches and pains you may have. I could have died from my dying colon if I hadn't gotten appendicitis from the bacteria and gone to the emergency room. I was even running a high fever and had no idea. But I think the pain I was having at the time was all I could feel. ***Hugs***
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