Today I had to go for my preop testing. My appointment was at 2:30pm but I got there early and got taken in right away. They weren't all that busy, thank goodness, so I didn't have to wait for any length of time.
It's always the same...step on the scale. Take blood pressure. Lay on the gurney for a 12-lead EKG. Sit down to have blood drawn. The initial nurse that took the info on all your meds comes in with all these forms for you to sign for permission for the surgery and the anesthesia then gives you several sheets of information on what you have to do, what to expect AFTER surgery and hands me this lotion to apply to my skin for the three days prior to surgery after I bathe. I was used to getting a special soap to wash with so this was a surprise. It means the Beast has to help me by applying it to my back. Oh well. It's just for the next three days.
I have no idea why but I got very nauseous when I got there so they gave me some Sprite Zero to see if it helped (it did). I drove home and took a short nap. When I woke up, I was hungry and the Beast hadn't eaten anything. I made us each a hamburger with some grilled onion. That made the Beast happy because he would have been starving when he got home from his church meeting. This way he only snacked when he got home.
Me? I guess the grease didn't agree with me because about an hour after eating, I barfed. My tummy was really upset and I had to go lay down for a while. It kind of made me mad because I was talking to Bratfink and had to run to the bathroom to barf. I told her what happened and she agreed that I should go lay down and settle my tummy but, of course, I fell asleep. That was what I needed though. When I woke up, my tummy was fine, I didn't have any gerd in my throat and I felt 100% better. But Bratfink had signed off and gone to bed. Well, it WAS late...almost midnight here so it was almost 1am at Bratfink's.
My friend from San Francisco sent the beads and stuff to me today and the post office said I should get it on Saturday. I guess she sent it in a priority box. She told me look over the stuff she sent to see if it was something my daughter-in-law, Raven, would be able to use for her jewelry making. I can make a fairly educated guess but can't actually say yes or no until I see what she sent me. She says she has more stuff but hasn't located where she stashed it when her eyesight started to fail her and she got too shaky to do her crafts.
Chewlee will get her surprise next week since the baby doll won't get to her (my friend) until Saturday. She was mad because she paid for priority shipping. It was supposed to be there on Tuesday. I told her that it didn't make a difference to Chewlee because she really wasn't expecting anything. A surprise to her can be just a letter. I had no idea that my friend was ordering a new baby doll for Chewlee. I thought it was something she had there at her house from her crafts or something. She is also going to send, separately, a small dream catcher for Chewlee to hang up on her wall. Chewlee loves those even though she doesn't really know what they are or mean. She just thinks they are *neat*....LOL!
Poor Mustachio is still suffering a lot with his wrist. I finally told him to push for a second opinion on it since he says every time he comes home from the current doctor, he's in more pain than before. Something is not right. The nurse also told him that it would probably be a couple more months before he could return to work. That blew me away. After my surgery on my wrist, it was just a matter of healing. That shouldn't be taking someone that is so much younger (and heals better) that long a time. He says he isn't able to sleep more than two hours at a time, then he is up for two hours before he can go back to sleep again. That doesn't help the healing process any. The doctor doesn't believe in pain medication either. That to me is totally stupid. It's also why I told him to push for a second opinion...have another doctor take a look to see why he is still in so much pain even this long after his surgery.
It's cold, cold, cold outside but is supposed to get better this weekend. I sure hope so. It's been such a tease with the way our weather has been lately. Warm for two or three days (well, sort of warm) then cold, cold again. Enough!!!!
Love you all. Have a fantastic Friday. ***Hugs***
Friday, February 28, 2014
Wednesday, February 26, 2014
Nothing To Say....
Well, almost nothing. Have you heard about the wild dogs out in Arizona that are creating huge problems? I kid you not...big packs of them. Guess what kind? Now don't laugh....chihuahuas! No joke. Can you believe it? I was sure it had to be a joke. I'm still not sure it isn't but...if you hear about it, you heard it here first! LOL!
Actually, nothing much has been going on here for the past couple of days. It's been too cold for the Beast to take any pictures of the pregnant Princess. He says SHE is a wimp about the cold and I can tell you HE is, too. The pot calling the kettle black...lol.
I have to go to the hospital tomorrow afternoon for my pre-admission testing and then will find out on Friday what time I have to show up on Monday for my surgery. The gal that called today said they would give me a phone number to call on Friday for that information. I swear, all this is becoming more complicated than it used to be.
I've been falling asleep early for the past couple days and waking up in the wee hours of the morning....around 4am or so. Which means I am back asleep by about 7or 8am and I sleep until noon. I keep telling the Beast that I am just getting some *hopeful* beauty sleep but, so far, I don't see it helping at all. He's been going to bed around 9 or 9:30pm and sleeping damn near 12 hours. Of course, he probably wasn't getting much good sleep a few days ago but is making up for it now that his neck and shoulders are not hurting him.
It's 10:45pm right now and the temp had dropped to 24 degrees so far. It's supposed to drop down to about 15. No snow, no precipitation of any kind but lots of wind so the whole area is in a fire watch due to the low humidity. Fun, fun, fun....
Love you all. Be good. Be careful. ***Hugs***
Actually, nothing much has been going on here for the past couple of days. It's been too cold for the Beast to take any pictures of the pregnant Princess. He says SHE is a wimp about the cold and I can tell you HE is, too. The pot calling the kettle black...lol.
I have to go to the hospital tomorrow afternoon for my pre-admission testing and then will find out on Friday what time I have to show up on Monday for my surgery. The gal that called today said they would give me a phone number to call on Friday for that information. I swear, all this is becoming more complicated than it used to be.
I've been falling asleep early for the past couple days and waking up in the wee hours of the morning....around 4am or so. Which means I am back asleep by about 7or 8am and I sleep until noon. I keep telling the Beast that I am just getting some *hopeful* beauty sleep but, so far, I don't see it helping at all. He's been going to bed around 9 or 9:30pm and sleeping damn near 12 hours. Of course, he probably wasn't getting much good sleep a few days ago but is making up for it now that his neck and shoulders are not hurting him.
It's 10:45pm right now and the temp had dropped to 24 degrees so far. It's supposed to drop down to about 15. No snow, no precipitation of any kind but lots of wind so the whole area is in a fire watch due to the low humidity. Fun, fun, fun....
Love you all. Be good. Be careful. ***Hugs***
Tuesday, February 25, 2014
Scheduled For Surgery....
My doctor's head nurse called finally and told me that, since my doctor will be out of town for what they call *continuing education* starting this Thursday, I won't have my surgery until Monday. I have to go in to the hospital on Thursday afternoon for my pre-admission tests (blood tests, of course). Once that is all done, they will give me my instructions (no food or drink after midnight and who knows what else) and the time I need to be at the hospital. It will probably be early or at least I sure hope so. I will be put under a general anesthetic because of the delay between the excision of the basal cell carcinoma and the pathologist giving his okay. He won't okay it unless it has a minimum cell clearance of one layer. They prefer more but my doctor really doesn't want me to have a large scar.
The skin cancer you can see right now is only about a half inch long. He already warned me that it is probably going to require much more than that to ensure it's all gone. He said it might end up being over an inch long, all-in-all. I told him he had to do what he had to do to get rid of it. He smiled and I honestly felt like he was going to pat me on the head...or the back. I will see another doctor on Friday to check out the big toe and see how it's done this Friday because of the continuing education requirement he has to meet. It's a yearly thing. He says he likes to get it done early in the year and prefers to do it during the colder weather. It's in Atlanta so it's only a couple hours away. He will probably just drive down there this Thursday. The classes (it's set up in three parts) will be from Friday thru Sunday. It's over by 1pm and he can drive home and be home well before dark.
I talked with Bratfink for a while this afternoon and we talked off and on until she went to bed. She's over her feeling of not wanting to *talk* to anyone (and that means ME). It was nice to have her back.
I promised to make a cherry pie tomorrow. It becomes very simple when you use the pre-made pie crusts and canned filling. I DO add some tapioca to it to make sure it holds together well. Since I use the *instant* tapioca, I don't have to pre-cook it. If I used the pearl tapioca, I would have to. The Beast just loves pies and cakes but he's not made anything that actually had to be baked. He's more the chocolate pudding filling type or sliced bananas with cooked vanilla pudding in a graham cracker crust (also pre-made). Those two are his favorites so they were his first attempts at a *pie*.
The Beast is going to be taking pictures of the Princess in her preggers condition tomorrow, he said. I gather she will be here around 1pm. It won't be perfect lighting unless it's *lightly* overcast. He likes to use fill flash lighting but that's his preference. He does pretty well. I will wait to see what kind of pictures he ends up with and make him give me some that I can post here. I just wish it could be with Chewlee in the picture. That would be perfect. Oh well!
It turned out to be a bit warmer today than was predicted but, hey, that's par for the course. It was only 58 for our high but that was about 10 degrees warmer than we expected. It was bright and sunny out, too. I didn't sit outside, just stepped out for a bit to watch the construction work going on across the street. I can hardly wait for the framing to begin. I'm getting as bad as Dennis and Dianne....LOL!
Mustachio is waiting to hear from Buttmunch. Her income tax return arrived on Saturday. Since it's over $600, he knows she can use it. I think he tried calling her but she didn't have her phone turned on. I told him I would mention it here since she does read my blog on occasion and catches up on the news by reading what she missed.
Love you all. ***Hugs***
The skin cancer you can see right now is only about a half inch long. He already warned me that it is probably going to require much more than that to ensure it's all gone. He said it might end up being over an inch long, all-in-all. I told him he had to do what he had to do to get rid of it. He smiled and I honestly felt like he was going to pat me on the head...or the back. I will see another doctor on Friday to check out the big toe and see how it's done this Friday because of the continuing education requirement he has to meet. It's a yearly thing. He says he likes to get it done early in the year and prefers to do it during the colder weather. It's in Atlanta so it's only a couple hours away. He will probably just drive down there this Thursday. The classes (it's set up in three parts) will be from Friday thru Sunday. It's over by 1pm and he can drive home and be home well before dark.
I talked with Bratfink for a while this afternoon and we talked off and on until she went to bed. She's over her feeling of not wanting to *talk* to anyone (and that means ME). It was nice to have her back.
I promised to make a cherry pie tomorrow. It becomes very simple when you use the pre-made pie crusts and canned filling. I DO add some tapioca to it to make sure it holds together well. Since I use the *instant* tapioca, I don't have to pre-cook it. If I used the pearl tapioca, I would have to. The Beast just loves pies and cakes but he's not made anything that actually had to be baked. He's more the chocolate pudding filling type or sliced bananas with cooked vanilla pudding in a graham cracker crust (also pre-made). Those two are his favorites so they were his first attempts at a *pie*.
The Beast is going to be taking pictures of the Princess in her preggers condition tomorrow, he said. I gather she will be here around 1pm. It won't be perfect lighting unless it's *lightly* overcast. He likes to use fill flash lighting but that's his preference. He does pretty well. I will wait to see what kind of pictures he ends up with and make him give me some that I can post here. I just wish it could be with Chewlee in the picture. That would be perfect. Oh well!
It turned out to be a bit warmer today than was predicted but, hey, that's par for the course. It was only 58 for our high but that was about 10 degrees warmer than we expected. It was bright and sunny out, too. I didn't sit outside, just stepped out for a bit to watch the construction work going on across the street. I can hardly wait for the framing to begin. I'm getting as bad as Dennis and Dianne....LOL!
Mustachio is waiting to hear from Buttmunch. Her income tax return arrived on Saturday. Since it's over $600, he knows she can use it. I think he tried calling her but she didn't have her phone turned on. I told him I would mention it here since she does read my blog on occasion and catches up on the news by reading what she missed.
Love you all. ***Hugs***
Monday, February 24, 2014
Sleepy Head Here....
Yesterday we ended up with Chewlee for a few hours. The Princess was pretty sure she had a bladder infection so she went to the emergency room at the hospital. You know how that can go. Long waits and a lot of boredom while you are waiting to be taken care of. When you are pregnant, you can't let those go for any length of time.
Chewlee was herself, as usual. The day turned out to be amazing (up to 73 degrees) and was bright and sunny. Baron, of course, rolled in the dry grass and got up looking terrible with hundreds of pieces of the dried grass on his coat. Chewlee went and got his brush and we both tried brushing him off. He doesn't mind it most of the time but yesterday he was antsy. He really wanted to get out and run. Later on, when the Beast got on his scooter, run is what he did. He ran away from the Beast and into the wild growth areas on the perimeter of our neighborhood. He was very bad and didn't want to listen to the Beast until he got off his scooter and headed for Baron. Suddenly, Baron would respond to the commands. That didn't last long. As soon as the Beast got back on the scooter, off Baron would run again.
He did, finally, head for home when the Beast ran ahead of him without stopping. Baron headed for the garage where the Beast parks the scooter. He KNEW he had been bad and hung his head down when he came up to the Beast. But, poor Baron really needs to run a lot more than just around our circle one time. I told that to the Beast but he never listens to me.
Chewlee played with her dolls she keeps here. One of them is a mermaid with the thickest head of hair I've even seen on a Barbie style doll. She played with her hair until she was finally satisfied. Chewlee also borrowed my comb so her mother could cut her hair. CUT HER HAIR???? It's just getting to a nice length again. I hope she doesn't intend to cut it short. It wouldn't be our Chewlee. Chewlee has just gotten to the point where she brushes her hair....a lot! When she takes her bath here, I blow dry her hair for her. I use my big round brush and it makes her hair straight, which she loves. She wants hair like her mother, of course.
The Princess is really looking pregnant these days. She looks like she's carrying a large, round watermelon under her tops. I don't understand how these women can wear shirts that are tight on their bellies. It's like they want to show off just how big (or little) they are. I would never have worn some of the things I see on them these days. But then, I am from a totally different era.
The Beast is still suffering from his neck problems that started a few days back. All because of the way he worked on our generator. He forgets he's not a young man any more and he just doesn't bounce back like he use to. He will probably never learn...LOL.
Anyway, I sat outside a couple times but the main thing was that I never DID take a nap. So, when I finally got a chance to, around 8pm, I fell asleep for the night. I don't usually sleep that long in one shot but I did last night. Sorry about that. I was just too sleepy. Even when I got up to use the bathroom, I was so sleepy that I had to just go back to bed. I DID manage to stay awake long enough to put some ointment on the Beast's neck before HE went to bed. I knew I was probably going to sleep longer than usual but I didn't expect to sleep until 7am, that's for sure.
It's a nice day again today just not as warm. But I love the sun and clear blue skies. It's the prettiest blue! I saw some robins in our back yard so they must think winter is almost over. They are the first ones I've seen in ages. All I need to see now is some cardinals and I will KNOW that winter is finally gone!
Love you all. Be good. Stay safe. ***Hugs***
Chewlee was herself, as usual. The day turned out to be amazing (up to 73 degrees) and was bright and sunny. Baron, of course, rolled in the dry grass and got up looking terrible with hundreds of pieces of the dried grass on his coat. Chewlee went and got his brush and we both tried brushing him off. He doesn't mind it most of the time but yesterday he was antsy. He really wanted to get out and run. Later on, when the Beast got on his scooter, run is what he did. He ran away from the Beast and into the wild growth areas on the perimeter of our neighborhood. He was very bad and didn't want to listen to the Beast until he got off his scooter and headed for Baron. Suddenly, Baron would respond to the commands. That didn't last long. As soon as the Beast got back on the scooter, off Baron would run again.
He did, finally, head for home when the Beast ran ahead of him without stopping. Baron headed for the garage where the Beast parks the scooter. He KNEW he had been bad and hung his head down when he came up to the Beast. But, poor Baron really needs to run a lot more than just around our circle one time. I told that to the Beast but he never listens to me.
Chewlee played with her dolls she keeps here. One of them is a mermaid with the thickest head of hair I've even seen on a Barbie style doll. She played with her hair until she was finally satisfied. Chewlee also borrowed my comb so her mother could cut her hair. CUT HER HAIR???? It's just getting to a nice length again. I hope she doesn't intend to cut it short. It wouldn't be our Chewlee. Chewlee has just gotten to the point where she brushes her hair....a lot! When she takes her bath here, I blow dry her hair for her. I use my big round brush and it makes her hair straight, which she loves. She wants hair like her mother, of course.
The Princess is really looking pregnant these days. She looks like she's carrying a large, round watermelon under her tops. I don't understand how these women can wear shirts that are tight on their bellies. It's like they want to show off just how big (or little) they are. I would never have worn some of the things I see on them these days. But then, I am from a totally different era.
The Beast is still suffering from his neck problems that started a few days back. All because of the way he worked on our generator. He forgets he's not a young man any more and he just doesn't bounce back like he use to. He will probably never learn...LOL.
Anyway, I sat outside a couple times but the main thing was that I never DID take a nap. So, when I finally got a chance to, around 8pm, I fell asleep for the night. I don't usually sleep that long in one shot but I did last night. Sorry about that. I was just too sleepy. Even when I got up to use the bathroom, I was so sleepy that I had to just go back to bed. I DID manage to stay awake long enough to put some ointment on the Beast's neck before HE went to bed. I knew I was probably going to sleep longer than usual but I didn't expect to sleep until 7am, that's for sure.
It's a nice day again today just not as warm. But I love the sun and clear blue skies. It's the prettiest blue! I saw some robins in our back yard so they must think winter is almost over. They are the first ones I've seen in ages. All I need to see now is some cardinals and I will KNOW that winter is finally gone!
Love you all. Be good. Stay safe. ***Hugs***
Friday, February 21, 2014
Got Good News And Bad News....
Well, the good news is that the *hole* in my toe has reduced itself by more than half in this past week. Guess the football bandage helped in that department along with the new topical treatment the doctor used. He also finally cut back the callus on that same toe. I don't know why but I have always had heavy calluses on my toes. Now that I have just the one toe, it seems to be a heavier callus than is even normal for me.
Now the bad news....the sore that wouldn't heal that the doctor biopsied is, indeed, a skin cancer. It came back as a basal cell carcinoma that he is going to remove next week when his nurse can get an operating room for us. He is doing it there, when the pathologist will be at the hospital, so that what he excises can be checked to make sure he's gotten all of it cleanly removed. That means there has to be at least a cell layer free of any of it. They usually go a bit deeper than that since it's so hard to *see* a cell layer without a microscope and he won't be using one. He warned me that it will probably be bigger than I expect (or hope) and that there is the possibility that the stitches may pull apart unless I am very careful. So, I will be very careful. I hate those large, ugly scars from that kind of wound. I've seen them on others.
My dear friend, Carol, wrote Chewlee a nice, personal note. It's so cute and is on a card with hummingbirds on it. She told Chewlee that she understood her mommy was going to have a baby brother and wasn't it lucky that he would have such a loving older sister that could help her mommy out. She also told her to watch the mail for a surprise for her. Chewlee told me she wished she would get it at HER house and, when I told her that was MY fault because I didn't know the numbers for her address, only the street, she told me she would ask her mother and write it down for me because she didn't know it by heart.
When I get it, I will give it to Carol so she can send it directly to her. That will thrill her all to pieces. I know what the surprise is but haven't told her that I do. Carol is going to adopt Chewlee as her own granddaughter because she never had any little girls, not even granddaughters, of her own. Neither of her sons have any children and, at their age now, they never will. Carol is 10 years older than I am so I hope it really does make her happy to *adopt* Chewlee like she was hers. She is an overweight, brittle diabetic with severe knee problems. She also has a slight heart problem so the doctors won't replace her knees even if she signs a paper resolving them of any responsibility. She can't walk for more than a few steps so she is in a wheelchair now. She still is one of the sweetest people I have never met. She and I met online. She lives in the San Francisco
area. We will probably never meet in person but I have shared pictures of Chewlee and I talk about her all the time so she feels like she knows her.
We have swapped addresses and she is the one that sent me flowers when I was in the hospital a couple months back. I am just glad I met her, regardless of the circumstances. Really nice people are few and far between.
Our weather is now pretty much back to our regular winter weather. In the 50's during the day and dropping down to freezing at night. The Beast was working on our big generator today and is paying the price for his stance while doing it. It was mostly squatting down and hunched over. I have been swathing him in Icy Hot on his neck and upper right back tonight to try to make him comfortable. He's attempting to sleep with the heating pad on low. Poor guy is just miserable. I feel bad for him.
Tomorrow is supposed to be overcast and cooler than today and that is why they are saying we may get some sleet. We had one heck of a storm last night. Sounded a lot worse than it actually was...not much rain at all. But the thunder and lightning was cool. It didn't last long, however, so there wasn't really any danger to us in it. No tornadoes, which is a big concern when you have such weird weather with a day as warm as it was yesterday. Strange days, folks, strange days.
Love you all. Have a great weekend! ***Hugs***
Now the bad news....the sore that wouldn't heal that the doctor biopsied is, indeed, a skin cancer. It came back as a basal cell carcinoma that he is going to remove next week when his nurse can get an operating room for us. He is doing it there, when the pathologist will be at the hospital, so that what he excises can be checked to make sure he's gotten all of it cleanly removed. That means there has to be at least a cell layer free of any of it. They usually go a bit deeper than that since it's so hard to *see* a cell layer without a microscope and he won't be using one. He warned me that it will probably be bigger than I expect (or hope) and that there is the possibility that the stitches may pull apart unless I am very careful. So, I will be very careful. I hate those large, ugly scars from that kind of wound. I've seen them on others.
My dear friend, Carol, wrote Chewlee a nice, personal note. It's so cute and is on a card with hummingbirds on it. She told Chewlee that she understood her mommy was going to have a baby brother and wasn't it lucky that he would have such a loving older sister that could help her mommy out. She also told her to watch the mail for a surprise for her. Chewlee told me she wished she would get it at HER house and, when I told her that was MY fault because I didn't know the numbers for her address, only the street, she told me she would ask her mother and write it down for me because she didn't know it by heart.
When I get it, I will give it to Carol so she can send it directly to her. That will thrill her all to pieces. I know what the surprise is but haven't told her that I do. Carol is going to adopt Chewlee as her own granddaughter because she never had any little girls, not even granddaughters, of her own. Neither of her sons have any children and, at their age now, they never will. Carol is 10 years older than I am so I hope it really does make her happy to *adopt* Chewlee like she was hers. She is an overweight, brittle diabetic with severe knee problems. She also has a slight heart problem so the doctors won't replace her knees even if she signs a paper resolving them of any responsibility. She can't walk for more than a few steps so she is in a wheelchair now. She still is one of the sweetest people I have never met. She and I met online. She lives in the San Francisco
area. We will probably never meet in person but I have shared pictures of Chewlee and I talk about her all the time so she feels like she knows her.
We have swapped addresses and she is the one that sent me flowers when I was in the hospital a couple months back. I am just glad I met her, regardless of the circumstances. Really nice people are few and far between.
Our weather is now pretty much back to our regular winter weather. In the 50's during the day and dropping down to freezing at night. The Beast was working on our big generator today and is paying the price for his stance while doing it. It was mostly squatting down and hunched over. I have been swathing him in Icy Hot on his neck and upper right back tonight to try to make him comfortable. He's attempting to sleep with the heating pad on low. Poor guy is just miserable. I feel bad for him.
Tomorrow is supposed to be overcast and cooler than today and that is why they are saying we may get some sleet. We had one heck of a storm last night. Sounded a lot worse than it actually was...not much rain at all. But the thunder and lightning was cool. It didn't last long, however, so there wasn't really any danger to us in it. No tornadoes, which is a big concern when you have such weird weather with a day as warm as it was yesterday. Strange days, folks, strange days.
Love you all. Have a great weekend! ***Hugs***
Thursday, February 20, 2014
Weather Alerts For Our Area....
I have no idea what is going on with people. They watch the weather channel but they can't use their eyes and head at the same time. It was predicting some stormy weather going through Alabama and Georgia but it was through other areas of Alabama and mostly Georgia that was getting the bad storms and heavy winds.
All we had in OUR area was a strong wind advisory. But there are people who worry over things without using their heads and it creates problems for others. I swear, I could not believe the people who were panicking because someone said on TV that a lot of people would probably lose power in the *affected areas*. They talked like both Alabama and Georgia were going to lose their power just from high winds for cryin' out loud. They even cancelled the Beast's church meeting and I know they are going to feel stupid. So far, not a drop of rain or any wind at all and it's past the time the *weather* was supposed to be hitting us all in *Alabama*. Sheesh!
Now, I could be proven wrong but not during the time they said it should be hitting our area. But that's beside the point, isn't it? It's how people don't really pay attention to the radar and have no idea where WE are on the map of our state without having all the roads and towns showing on it like a real map.
I think what annoys me the most is that, in truth, the weather channel treats Alabama like it's not even part of the US. Oh, it occasionally mentions Birmingham or Mobile, but otherwise it just skips over our state and goes from Georgia to Arkansas and beyond. We just don't exist until or unless tornadoes hit us. Oh THEN they acknowledge our existence. Poor Tuscaloosa had to be almost wiped off the map before they talked about the tornadoes hitting us. That was when the Beast and I had no electricity for about 10 days. It might even have been longer than that but we had both our solar and our generator going for us so we weren't suffering like a lot of others. The Beast has us set up for the solar right now and our little generator should be here soon. The Beast worked on getting the big generator working but we are going to go ahead and replace the carb on it while we are able.
It was 72 degrees here, overcast for part of the day and we DID get a couple light sprinkles then got some nice sunshine. Baron and I sat outside together for a while. I spoke with my friend, Carol, from California and she wanted permission to send a baby doll blanket (and a baby doll) to Chewlee. The blanket for the doll was actually her practice blanket where she tried out the pattern that was intended for the crib blanket she is sending for the Princess's baby. She said it's full of mistakes but I told her that I didn't think Chewlee would notice or care about.
Love you all. If we get some wild weather, you'll hear about it right here. Tomorrow. Or the next day. Depending. On our power. **Hugs**
All we had in OUR area was a strong wind advisory. But there are people who worry over things without using their heads and it creates problems for others. I swear, I could not believe the people who were panicking because someone said on TV that a lot of people would probably lose power in the *affected areas*. They talked like both Alabama and Georgia were going to lose their power just from high winds for cryin' out loud. They even cancelled the Beast's church meeting and I know they are going to feel stupid. So far, not a drop of rain or any wind at all and it's past the time the *weather* was supposed to be hitting us all in *Alabama*. Sheesh!
Now, I could be proven wrong but not during the time they said it should be hitting our area. But that's beside the point, isn't it? It's how people don't really pay attention to the radar and have no idea where WE are on the map of our state without having all the roads and towns showing on it like a real map.
I think what annoys me the most is that, in truth, the weather channel treats Alabama like it's not even part of the US. Oh, it occasionally mentions Birmingham or Mobile, but otherwise it just skips over our state and goes from Georgia to Arkansas and beyond. We just don't exist until or unless tornadoes hit us. Oh THEN they acknowledge our existence. Poor Tuscaloosa had to be almost wiped off the map before they talked about the tornadoes hitting us. That was when the Beast and I had no electricity for about 10 days. It might even have been longer than that but we had both our solar and our generator going for us so we weren't suffering like a lot of others. The Beast has us set up for the solar right now and our little generator should be here soon. The Beast worked on getting the big generator working but we are going to go ahead and replace the carb on it while we are able.
It was 72 degrees here, overcast for part of the day and we DID get a couple light sprinkles then got some nice sunshine. Baron and I sat outside together for a while. I spoke with my friend, Carol, from California and she wanted permission to send a baby doll blanket (and a baby doll) to Chewlee. The blanket for the doll was actually her practice blanket where she tried out the pattern that was intended for the crib blanket she is sending for the Princess's baby. She said it's full of mistakes but I told her that I didn't think Chewlee would notice or care about.
Love you all. If we get some wild weather, you'll hear about it right here. Tomorrow. Or the next day. Depending. On our power. **Hugs**
Wednesday, February 19, 2014
Wow! What A Fantastic Day!
It was the kind of day today that is going to piss me off in a few days when we get more winter weather. Today it was 68 degrees out. I am NOT kidding you! Warm and sunny out all day long. The temperature didn't go below 58 during the night. I had my window open all night long and it just didn't get cold due to very little wind. Tomorrow our temperature is supposed to go up into the mid 70's...that's going to be short weather around here...at least for one day...LOL!
But the Beast worked on our big generator today to make sure it was ready for this year's power outages. The solar is good for a few hours but we need the big generator for anything that is going to last more than say....12 hours. Like when we were hit with the tornadoes two years ago (or was it 3 now? Hmm.) Anyway, he found out we need a new carb for it and he ended up running up to Lowe's to talk to the service manager directly. He was so frustrated between the two websites and then trying to talk to the people at the other end of the 800 numbers for the two companies responsible for producing the generator. At least the service manager was more knowledgeable at Lowe's and knew what was needed and where to get it. He ordered it for the Beast and it should be here in 10-14 days. I won't tell you what it's costing us but a new generator would cost around $1800. so the price is negligible in comparison. At least it means the generator will be ready and working if and when we need it.
The Beast spent a couple hours on the generator before giving up on fixing the carb. He was outside in just a t-shirt. Baron was in 7th heaven just laying around on the driveway. Me? I just waited for the HH nurse to show up. I don't know why it's necessary but I will mention it to the doctor when I see him on Friday.
I'm tired tonight and plan on getting to bed at a decent time. The Beast has already gone to bed and I'm going to be following shortly. I want to get back into a regular schedule of sleeping and waking. I'm tired of feeling a bit like a vampire.
Love you all. Be good. Be happy. Stay warm and dry. ***Hugs***
PS: I almost forgot to tell you. Bratfink is fine. She is just feeling...well, antisocial. She says she doesn't feel like talking...LOL! Although I think she means she doesn't feel like talking to ME. Oh well! At least you know not to worry about her.
But the Beast worked on our big generator today to make sure it was ready for this year's power outages. The solar is good for a few hours but we need the big generator for anything that is going to last more than say....12 hours. Like when we were hit with the tornadoes two years ago (or was it 3 now? Hmm.) Anyway, he found out we need a new carb for it and he ended up running up to Lowe's to talk to the service manager directly. He was so frustrated between the two websites and then trying to talk to the people at the other end of the 800 numbers for the two companies responsible for producing the generator. At least the service manager was more knowledgeable at Lowe's and knew what was needed and where to get it. He ordered it for the Beast and it should be here in 10-14 days. I won't tell you what it's costing us but a new generator would cost around $1800. so the price is negligible in comparison. At least it means the generator will be ready and working if and when we need it.
The Beast spent a couple hours on the generator before giving up on fixing the carb. He was outside in just a t-shirt. Baron was in 7th heaven just laying around on the driveway. Me? I just waited for the HH nurse to show up. I don't know why it's necessary but I will mention it to the doctor when I see him on Friday.
I'm tired tonight and plan on getting to bed at a decent time. The Beast has already gone to bed and I'm going to be following shortly. I want to get back into a regular schedule of sleeping and waking. I'm tired of feeling a bit like a vampire.
Love you all. Be good. Be happy. Stay warm and dry. ***Hugs***
PS: I almost forgot to tell you. Bratfink is fine. She is just feeling...well, antisocial. She says she doesn't feel like talking...LOL! Although I think she means she doesn't feel like talking to ME. Oh well! At least you know not to worry about her.
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