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Sunday Summary November 30, 2008

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 The kidlets left yesterday, back to their other Grandma’s house.  It was a relief in a way … It’s hard having babies in the house again.  They were quite good the first few days, but after they’ve gotten to know you a bit, they can act more themselves … and they did.  Gavin being  sick wasn’t much help, he just wasn’t feeling all that well.  Piper gets to the points where she’ll blatantly ignore you.  However, as soon as you pay attention to her brother, she’s right there whining for her own bit of attention.  There was plenty of tantrum throwing by both kids, and histionics when they (Meaning Piper) got into trouble.  Might I add I hate the freaking baby gate at the top of the stairs?  Ugh!  It’s a necessary evil, but I am so uncomfortable standing on the top step and having to maneuver that thing, especially if I’ve got my hands full.  I guess I fear falling down the steps while wrestling with the gate.
 
They’ll be back December 20th.  I am guessing they’ll be here for a week, though I have no idea.  I’m just along for the ride.
 
Yesterday we actually went out for a couple of hours to look for some things we need and one gift.  Our pasta was attacked by pantry bugs – again.  Almost everything I put in the pantry goes in some kind of container, but we had a few boxes of pasta that we hadn’t contained … and the bugs got to those.  We were in search of containers for that – but I wasn’t willing to pay upwards of eight dollars for a container.  I’ll visit the dollar stores and BigLots and find some cheap substitutes there. 
 
We had to run in Kohls to look for something I saw advertised that I wanted to pick up for Brock.  Luckily they had what I was looking for (Only two left, just in the nick of time!) and we browsed around the appliances and dishes.  We walked past this display of the softest throws I have ever felt.  Oh my gosh, it was like touching a piece of heaven.  So soft and fluffy.  I might have to go back and get one of those if they are still there after the holidays.  I could just imagine snuggling under that while sitting on the couch with a good book. 
 
I’ve got a huge pot of white chili simmering on the stove.  Something made me think of it yesterday, and I just had to make a pot using leftover turkey.  It smells delish!  I’m a bit strange when it comes to homemade soups and stews.  I could care less about all the admittedly good stuff simmering in the pot.  I would be so happy just to eat the broth part of the dish.  I absolutely love the broth from red beans and rice.  Just gimme a bowl of that and I’m happy to leave the sausage, beans and the rice for others to enjoy.  I do enjoy the whole dish, though, if I am making vegetable soup.
 
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I have wrapped a few presents, and I’m fixin’ to go wrap some more and amend my gift list as I do (I always find things I forgot I bought for people.  That’s what happens when you begin shopping the week after Christmas for next years gifts.)
 
The Hub and I are coming down with colds – probably from the grandkidlets, so all I want to do it take a nap while the antihistimine I took starts to work.  My throat is raw from post nasal drip and it completely blows.  Ha.  Blows.  I slay me.
There’s a Christmas “Me-Me” below this entry that I did not do a notify for, if you care to read.
 
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A Christmas Me-Me November 30, 2008

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1. Wrapping paper or gift bags?  Mostly wrapping paper, my kids will peek if it’s not wrapped up tight with extra tape.
2. Real tree or Artificial?  Artificial – we lose enough trees to forest fires, consumer use, etc.  I’m too cheap to pay all that money for a tree every year, too.  I prefer a real tree, but it’s just not a wise decision to waste a tree like that.
3. When do you put up the tree?  Whenever I get around to it.
4. When do you take the tree down? Around the new year – whenever I find the energy.
5. Do you like eggnog?  Yes!  (Diluted with a bit of milk, though … it’s too thick for me otherwise.  Sssh.  Don’t tell anyone.)

6. Favorite gift received as a child?  Susie, the doll my brothers tortured.  Her life was ended by my brothers throwing her in a bayou.  :::Sniff:::

7. Hardest person to buy for?  My parents
8. Easiest person to buy for? My youngest son – he hands me a list.
9. Do you have a nativity scene?  Yup.

10. Mail or email Christmas cards? Mail – though this year they will be late.  We are waiting for our son to come home for R&R in January to take the family portrait.  No one wanted to do it without him.


11. Worst Christmas gift you ever received? I’m sure there have been plenty.  Clothes my grandmother picked out is up there on the list.
12. Favorite Christmas Movie? Emmett Otter’s Jug-band Christmas

13. When do you start shopping for Christmas?  The week after Christmas
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14. Have you ever recycled a Christmas present?  Yes.  Just once. 
 
15. Favorite thing to eat at Christmas?  Like … the meal?  Ham I suppose.
16. Lights on the tree? Lots & lots of multicolored, non-blinking lights. 

17. Favorite Christmas song? just one?  Carol of the Bells

18. Travel at Christmas or stay home? Stay home.  I can’t recall ever traveling at Christmas time.

19. Can you name Santa’s reindeer? Who can’t??

20. Angel on the tree top , star or?  Tin foil star I made in 3rd grade.

21. Open presents on Christmas Eve or morning? Christmas morning
22. Most annoying thing about this time of the year? Rude people.
23. Favorite ornament theme or color?  No theme – just ornaments that all have some story or sentiment behind them.  I have ornaments my friends gave me in high school I still hang on my tree.

24. What do you want for Christmas this year?  Honestly, I couldn’t think of a thing when I tried to make a list.
Please leave a link in the comments is you put this in your blog/journal.  I love reading other’s answers.

Thanksgiving 2008 November 27, 2008

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Thanks, Morgan, for letting me sleep in until four twenty this morning.  (Yep.  My sugars were on the lower side.  It’s very strange, as I have had such high – for me – blood sugars in the mornings lately.)
 
I have two of the turkey breasts brining.  The third I can’t brine as it has “Cajun” seasonings rubbed into it.  I had a little “Brining accident” in which about a cup the brine ended up on the floor … so …. the floor is freshly mopped now, too!  (Twice – I wasn’t happy with the first version – too streaky.)
 
I’m trying to wake up enough to get the pie crust rolled out and the pumpkin guts mixed together so the pie can be marked off the list.  Then I’ll start the yeast rolls, boil the eggs and I’m thinking about making homemade waffles for everyone for breakfast. 
 
It’s raining for the second day in a row, we’re under flood advisories. We haven’t had rain in 88 days, and the desert bed is so dry it can’t absorb all the rain that’s falling.  Another little weather fact – it hasn’t rained on Thanksgiving day in Phoenix since 1988.  Yeah.  I knew you wanted to know.  My pool is full to capacity.  I probably should have waited until the rain stopped to mop the floor.  I’m out of Swiffer pads, too, just used the last two.  Of course.  Because it’s raining.  And I’ll need them. 
 
Piper is very attached to her Mom (Of course) and doesn’t really let any of us comfort her if she’s crying – she turns to Mom, the obvious choice, so last night we were quite surprised when she got in trouble (Trying to eat Gavin’s teething tablets) and she went first to Big Daddy for hugs, then me.  It was all for show.   The fake crying, the woe is me everlasting sobbing.  Poor pitiful Piper.  We gladly gave her the hugs she needed, and two seconds after the “Sobbing” stopped she was off and running and laughing.  Such the drama queen!
 
We still can’t convince Piper that The Hub isn’t “Daddy.”  We’ll say that’s “Aki” or “Grandpa” and she’ll say “Nooooooo it isn’t!  That’s daddy!”  See, she had a friend in Texas who had a “Grandma” so she understand the concept there, but her little friend didn’t have a “Grandpa” so I figure because The Hub is a male figure, all make figures to Piper are “Daddy.”  I’m still “Grandma”  :::Shiver::: but if someone says “Give it to Meema” she knows that’s me, she just won’t call me “Meema.”  I’m sure it will come in time, but I don’t want to be called “Grandma.”
 
OK – time to get the pie done – more later.
 
Both pies? Check
Both batches of rolls rising? Check
Deviled eggs? Check
Run to store for apple juice for the kids? Check
“Crack Dip?” Check
Starving? Check
 
I really need to eat something, I’m starting to get a headache, but I really don’t feel like eating anything but Thanksgiving dinner.  Blaine and Nicole just called, they are on their way over, so I suppose it’s about time to put the birds in the oven.
 
So much work for twenty minutes at the table.  Dee and the grandchildren went over to her grandparents for a few hours, and Blaine and Nicole left a little while ago, taking Bryce with them for the weekend.  The desserts never got touched.
 
I’m tired and my foot hurts.  I have a hard knot on the bottom of my foot that hurts if I walk barefoot/socked.  It seems to be less painful if I have on shoes.  The doc looked at it yesterday and said there’s probably a piece of glass or a splinter in there, but there’s not much they can do about it right now.  He said his wife has one, too.  I suppose if it gets infected, then they’ll do something?  I don’t know.  I think I’m off to curl up on my bed and read for awhile.
 
 

The Day of the Doctor Visits November 26, 2008

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Yesterday, after the debacle that was trying to get Dee’s power of attorney faxed to me at work from her step-father, (He didn’t bring the signed page with him – what good is a power of attorney with out the page that has the signature, I ask you?  Sabatoge!) I came home and took Dee and the grandchildren out to the base to get their health care transferred.  Turns out they never even asked for the POA (Scandalous!) and we got everything taken care of.  They told Dee to take Gavin right over to the Peds clinic, a doctor might be able to see him today.  Poor little fella has been coughing and tugging at his ears. It was a typical “Hurry up and wait” military situation.  Piper was not on her best behavior (If I could only bottle her energy!!) but we finally made it through the appointment with a diagnosis of a sinus infection.  Poor baby!  No wonder he’s been a bit fussy (But still smiley!) and he headed over to the pharmacy to wait almost an hour and a half for a bottle of anti-biotics for him.  By the time we got home I was worn the hell out! 
 
Let me tell ya.  That Piper can turn on and off the tears to attempt to get what she wants.  Let me tell her … that crap don’t fly with Meema! 
 
All I wanted was to hole up in my bedroom and finish the project I am working on for Nicole for Christmas, but alas, someone had to feed the clan! 
 
After everyone ate and the kitchen was clean I made Pumpkin Pecan Tartlets  (Eh.  Don’t bother.) and then took a nice hot lavender scented bath before climbing into bed and watching “Rehab” and finishing my project.  (Pictures later.)
 
This morning the cat was infuriated that I wasn’t out of bed at my usual four a.m., and she made sure to get me out of bed by repeatedly stepping on the pattern which was on the floor beside my bed.  Crunch.  Crunch. Meow.  Crunch – MEOWWW!  Good morning, four fifteen! 
 
I fed the cat, made coffee, and when I let the cat out I went out on the porch swing and read a chapter of “Breaking Dawn” (Stephanie Meyers.  Yes, I’m finally getting around to reading it! I had to remind Blaine to bring it with him when he came over Monday night.) I made my apple pie – it’s baking as I type, and cleaned up that mess.  I’ll leave the pumpkin pie until later this afternoon.
 
Later…
We were at the dentist for much longer than I had anticipated.  I did get my tooth fixed – I was scheduled for a crown and root canal (After the xrays were taken) but ended up only needing a new shiny white filling.  I have three other teeth that need attention.  One needs a crown and maybe a root canal, and the other two are just replacing old cracked fillings.  Bryce?  He didn’t fare as well.  Sewer mouth might be an appropriate name for him.  He has many teeth that need filling.  I’m kicking myself for not continuing to take him to the dentist every six months now.  I think all the work he needs done finally scared him into realizing what I’ve been preaching about flossing and brushing wasn’t just a “Mom thing.”  He had three teeth filled today, and we both go back next Friday.  I’ll have my cleaning and one of the fillings replaced, and he’ll have three more teeth filled.
 
I had to pick my prescription refills up at the commissary pharmacy since the satellite pharmacy is being renovated.  I knew it might take some time to find a parking place being the day before Thanksgiving – and I was right, though I only had to make one circuit around the parking lot before I found an opening.  The store was packed to the gills – but the check-out lines were empty.   Very odd.  Ran back to the pharmacy, picked up my meds and headed over to the hospital.  I was an hour early for my appointment (I thought it would take me longer to pick up my refills) and I forgot my book in the car, so I sat there reading old NewsWeek magazines (It was either that or GolfDigest or Officer’sWorld or some crud like that.) I got in a little bit early to see the doc, but it felt like an eternity.
 
My doc is convinced it’s stress that has made my sugars go up so much, and he’s not worried at all.  He said no medicine changes for another three months, and then if they haven’t gone down we’ll talk about other options.  My job has become a major stress point, the Afghanistan story Brock told me shot my stress through the roof, and having company for a week hasn’t added a sense of calm to my life at all.  The weird thing is (There’s always something weird with me, come on, you were expecting it) that my sugars were very low this morning, and again when I ran in after the dentist visit to check my sugars before running out to the base.  The lowest they have been in three months.  Go figure.
 
I have been conducting a bit of an experiment with Morgan.  I’m almost convinced, but I need a few more trials to be sure.  I think she wakes me up when my sugars are low.  This morning was the fourth time it has happened.  They say animals can sense these things, and I am truly wondering if she can tell when I  am bottoming out, and therefore becomes a pest until I get up.  Every morning (Even when she hasn’t gotten me up) she follows me down the stairs and sits at my feet while I test my blood for sugars.  Maybe she’s a little Diabetes angel.
 
I never did make that pumpkin pie.  I’ll be up before dawn, as usual, so I’ll have plenty of time to get it in the oven in the morning.  Since I am only cooking three boneless turkey breasts tomorrow, instead of a whole honkin’ turkey, they only have to be in the oven for about 2.5 hours, so the day should be pretty smooth sailing, without having to constantly be in the kitchen from dawn until late afternoon.  The most time consuming part of the meal preparation will be getting two batches of yeast rolls made and risen, and that’s really no work at all, since I mix them and do the first raise in the bread machine.  I think that’s one of the best kitchen appliances I have ever thrown money into.  We love it!
 
I’m fading fast, so it’s about time for another hot bath and some music.
 
Happy Thanksgiving!
 
Quote of the Day:
“I think the reason I understand children is because I’m so barbaric.”  (Hmmm…. Okkkkkkayyyyyy….. Whatever you say, son.)
        ~Bryce
 
 
 
 

There Aren’t Enough Words …. November 22, 2008

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Gavin 14 months

Gavin 14 months

Gavin and Mom and Bubbles!

Gavin and Mom and Bubbles!

Piper and Bryce
 
Piper and Bryce

Running Commentary … November 21, 2008

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…Or … I Need a Break From Cleaning So I’ll Waste a Few Minutes on the Computer
7:01 a.m.
Got up at the usual Oh Dark Thirty this morning, and decided I wasn’t going to go in to work today.  I’ve got too much to do to sit at work and answer the phone should it happen to ring!  The Doc left for his vacation yesterday afternoon, and basically I can work when I want to, and right now I DON’T WANT TO.
 
Started the self cleaning cycle on the oven at four thirty so it would be done by nine thirty or so, in case I need to run out for supplies – which I do.  Now if I can avoid stopping in to get my hair cut while I’m out, that will be a miracle!  I have to get drain cleaner for Bryce’s tub – he won’t hang the new curtain liner and clean the tub unless the drain isn’t backed up.  He claims it will get the new liner dirty, so why bother until the drain is emptying the tub more to his liking.  Ugh.  I’ve been feeding the drain active enzymes for three days to eat all the hair and soap gunk, but it’s made little improvement, so now I have to resort to nasty chemicals.  Or call a plumber.  I’m not even going there. 
 
Also on the list is a search for the best tub cleaner, because my gosh, Bryce’s tub looks like he baths in mud and not clean water.  He just cleaned it (So he claimed a few weeks ago, but now I’m thinking I need to check it after he “Cleans” it. )   It’s nasty, I wouldn’t want to shower in there, much less bath two kids!
 
I also need to pick up some cabinet safety locks, at least for the cabinet under the sink (Chemicals!  Cleaners! Combustibles, Oh My!  Ok, so maybe not the combustibles part, but allow me some poetic liberties here.) and the cabinet I keep my medicines in. 
 
 
I’ve boxed up my reachable dolls, pottery and a few other trinkets.  There’s more to pack, yet, as The Hub doesn’t want to risk any damage at all.  He thinks we’ve paid for our sins many times over from the damage our own, older kids caused, so why throw caution to the wind and leave things out to be tempting for the much younger set?  We’re so done with that, we’re trying to keep the nice things … nice.  What little “Nice things” we have, anyway. 
 
7:44
Was on my hands and knees scrubbing the baseboard and floor under a moveable cabinet that we have when I heard my instant messenger ding at me.  I thought I had turned the computer off!  It was my sister in law, so I’d type, then go back to the floor, when I heard the ding I’d rush back and answer, and go back and moved up the wall to the 2″ wooden blinds.  Heard the ding, ran back to computer, answered and tried to take a sip of coffee out of an empty  mug.  Went to make a new pot.  Our RO water system needs a new membrane, so it fills the coffee pot very slowly.  I left the water running into the coffee pot, which sat on the counter, while I returned to the mini blinds.  The water just trickles out …. do you see where this is going??  I forgot about the water until about half an hour later.  I guess that’s one way to get the countertop deep cleaned!  It overflowed, but luckily it was all contained on the counter and hadn’t yet reached the capacity of dripping onto the floor (which needs mopping anyway, so maybe I should have left it a while longer!)
 
9:50
The oven is cooling, I’ve been decluttering, and I’m off to the grocery store for supplies, and yes … a haircut (If Irene is working today.)  I deserve it.  I need it.  The salon is right next door – why waste the trip, right?!  The dental office is right there, too, so I’ll stop in and see about appointments for Bryce and myself. 
 
11:37
I love going to see Irene when no one is waiting in line.  She plays with my hair, and styles it for no additional charge.  We even made plans on what we’ll do next time (More stacked in the back, and some color or highlights.)  She did some teasing on the crown today, to show me how to get some height and “Poof.”   I always tip her very well, because she never rushes and always gives me a good cut, even if there are clients waiting!
 
I did stop in to make dental appointments.  The gal is going to call me back after she checks my benefits to schedule us in.  I don’t think getting in next week will be a problem.  They only recently opened, I saw the doctor sitting at a desk, and there were no patients in the waiting room.  We might be able to get our cleaning and our lost fillings taken care of in one visit, which will be nice.  (Mine might need a crown, though, we’ll see.)  They do teeth whitening there, I might inquire about that while I’m in there.
 
1:16
Baseboards – cleaned.  I wasn’t planning on doing a deep clean like this, but once you get started, you find things that need doing.  I just wanted to do a basic baby-proofing.  The fact that I’m doing a deep clean just means it needed doing, so why not?  I wanted to place to look nice for Thanksgiving anyway, in case Nicole’s mom comes with her … I don’t want her to know we live like slobs, even though we do.  (I still don’t know if Nicole’s mom is coming – but Blaine said she probably won’t because if she’s not at work, she’s kind of a recluse.)  The house needed a good wallop, though, so I am happy to get it all done.  Have I mentioned I hate, Hate HATE cleaning the 2″ wood blinds?  Gah.  With all the dust in Phoenix, it’s a never ending job, and I don’t clean them as often as I should.  Probably because I HATE cleaning them.  Did I mention that?!  Back to the grindstone.
 
2:34
Why do I feel worked off my feet yet it looks as though I’ve made MORE of a mess rather than less of one? 
 
Do carpet layers wind up with bad knees?  Just something I was pondering while cleaning.
 
Desk – as clean as it’s going to get.
 
Fixin’ to mop the kitchen and foyer.  Oh, Joy! 
 
3:44
Starting to get my grump on.  I’m tired of cleaning.
 
 

Total Strangers November 18, 2008

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I just had a horrifying thought!  What if the grandchildren don’t like me??  OMG, I’d be so crushed if they reject me.  In all honesty, we will be total strangers to them, especially Gavin.  We haven’t seen him since he was a few hours old, and he’s over a year now.  Piper talks to us on the phone, but I’m not sure she’s old enough to grasp that Meema and Aki on the phone are – Ta Da – these people in front of her.
 
Dee called night before last, but I was taking a bath and no one else jumped up and ran to answer the incessantly ringing phone, so we missed the call.  I texted her after I saw it was her on caller ID, and explained what happened.  She said “Bebo (Piper)  just wanted to talk to her Meema before she went to bed.”  Awww.  I missed it!
 
Dee and the kids will be dropped off here Sunday and will stay until next Saturday.  How much fun will that be?!  We’ve got to run some errands – going out to the base to get her insurance switched over to this base, and she and Gavin both need doctor appointments – plus hopefully I’ll have one, too.  Maybe we can go Christmas shopping one afternoon after I get off work.
 
Ugh!  I just hope the kids warm up to us quickly.
 
As much as we hate to admit it, and as much as we said “NO!  It’s NOT going to happen” I have a feeling Dee and the kids will be living here with us before too long.  Things are not going well with her “mother” (I use that term loosely) and as crammed as our house will be I don’t want her to be miserable (Or … MORE miserable, since she’s pretty miserable in the first place with Brock in Afghanistan!) the whole time she’s here in Phoenix.  One side of us says “She’s the one who wanted to move here with her mom!” but the other side does have some sympathy for her situation.
 
When I finally got in touch with my insurance company on the base, and told him I was supposed to be switched over to my new doctor but hadn’t been, the man with a very Ben Stein voice said “Well, if I wanted to make you work for this I’d say you have to come in and fill out this stack of paperwork before I can make that happen.  Since this is Friday, and I don’t want to look at that stack of paperwork, I’ll do it for you.  If they don’t like it, what are they going to do, fire me?  I retire in June, anyway!”  Ha ha.  He ended the conversation by saying “Unless there’s a bombing or something, you should be in the system by Monday afternoon.”  Yay!  I have to call today and make my appointment.  (Done – appt. for next Wednesday.)
 
I need my hair cut again all ready.  I had a natural hair disaster this morning, couldn’t do a thing with it.  It’s too heavy to hold a style, even with “Freeze” hairspray, so back to the chopping block for me.  I also need to make Bryce and I dental appointments.  Hopefully I can get those for next week, too, since I have more wiggle room in my work schedule.
 
Quote of the Day:
When your dreams turn to dust, vacuum. 
        ~Author Unknown
 

11-16-08 November 16, 2008

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I got a text last night from Dee saying she and the kids arrived safely in Phoenix.  She said she was surprised because the kids were well behaved on the trip.
 
For the past half hour or so we’ve been texting.  She said she’s all ready sick of living with her mom.  Dee said her mom tells her when it’s time to feed the kids and bathe the kids.  I told her she needs to gently remind her mom that she’s been a mother for quite some time now, and she knows what she’s doing.  We talked about me  helping her get her license so she can leave when she wants without having to rely on her step-dad for rides.  The conversation then pretty much ended, but 15 minutes or so later she texted and asked “Do you think it’s wrong to tell my mom I can leave the house when I want to?”  This is a tough one – I had to look at it from her Mom’s point of view (Overbearing much?) and I ended up telling her “No, not if you do it in a nice way.  You are an adult and not a child.  Don’t say it when you are angry.”  Sounds to me like her mother is being a jailer, not a mother.  It’s no wonder they don’t get along very well.  Dee is married with children, she shouldn’t have to get permission to leave the house.  She didn’t have to ask me if she could leave the house, though often she would say “Would you mind if I went to the store?”  Telling her mom where she is going and when she’ll be back would be a nice courtesy, but I really think she should be free to go where /when she wants.  I feel sorry for her.  We just don’t have enough space for three more people, and with my paychecks not coming in regularly, I’m not sure I can afford to feed three more people, either.  (I’m owed almost three months in back pay.) 
 
I’ve managed to make quite a big dent in the baby-proofing in the living room, anyway.  It’s a good thing we have another week before the grand kids come over!  It’s going to take me at least that long, and once they get here I’m sure I’ll realize things I have forgotten!
 
Bryce went down to Tucson to spend the weekend with a childhood friend who’s suffering a severe bout of depression.  The Hub left to pick him up a bit ago (They meet half-way) and once they get home we’ll be sitting down to an awesome pot of Red Beans and Rice – Cajun style!  I love the cooler months if only because I get to cook big pots of soups and cauldrons of gumbo, chili or RB&Rice.  I’m skipping the cornbread tonight, though.  It’s usually hard to keep it in the house but the last few times we’ve eaten one piece and the rest sits in the pan until I have to throw it away.
 
Quote of the Day:
When the world says, “Give up,”  Hope whispers, “Try it one more time.”
        ~Author Unknown

Saturday Stuffing November 15, 2008

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Never go to bed thinking about what a mess your house is, and how in less than two weeks there will be babies roaming around … and all you have to do to get it baby proofed.  I was up all night worrying about everything that needs to be put out of reach.  Like …
    º My Indian doll collection
    º The unsteady shelving unit that holds our DVDs
    º My knitting supplies downstairs in the living room
    º The guitars
    º Everything below thigh level
    º The grand kids have ruined several computers … should I worry about finding a way to put the towers/keyboards in a higher position?  We can’t afford to replace three computers.  Ditto the DVD players, the game systems, the stereo.
    º The cat is probably going to freak out – Dee and the kids will be in HER room on HER bed. Have I mentioned we call her “La Princessa?”  She fits the profile.
    º My living room/bedroom/craft room are chock-full of boxes right now, containing Christmas gifts.  I need to get them sorted and wrapped and stashed neatly in either my bedroom or the craft room.
    º I need to get off my a§§ and read the magazines I haven’t read and get rid of them.  I get no less than 8 catalogs every stinkin’ day in my mail.  I toss the ones I don’t want into recycling, but I need to go through the remainder and get rid of them, too.  I get a lot of ideas for gifts I can make from catalogs, so I hate to toss them before I go through them.
    º I need to clean off my desk and shred all these old bill stubs.  I can put the shredded bills in my compost pile – that’s a plus.

There’s just so much to do, I get overwhelmed about where I should start, so I end up not doing anything.  I absolutely, positively need to get in gear this weekend and get started so that I am not shoving things in bags and boxes and stashing them in the garage or a closet Thanksgiving eve before Dee and the kids come over.  It never fails – the boxes and bags shoved full of crap never get gone through until years later. 
 

That @#*&$ Sweater
That @#*&$ Sweater

 

 

 

I finished the #$*)@ sweater … it still needs to be blocked, but at least I can move on to the next project.

I did talk to my “Diabetic Educator” yesterday, and she agrees, I do need a medicine change.  This new med (For me) Januvia is not helping me at all.  My HbA1c has gone UP instead of down, and my fasting glucose was outrageously high (For me) which just makes me stress even more about the whole situation.  It’s a known fact stressors can raise your sugars as much as eating a whole boatload of carbs.  I can’t stand this, and it makes me feel like my whole life is out of control.

I suppose it’s time to get down to the business of cleaning.  More later, perhaps.

Quote of the Day:  To know someone here or there with whom you can feel there is understanding in spite of distances or thoughts expressed – That can make life a garden.
        ~Goethe

That $(%(& Sweater – Part Duex November 13, 2008

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I’ve got nine rows left to knit (only 135 total stitches left!!) until that #$(*@ sweater will be ready to sew together.  Hallelujah!!!
 
I got an unexpected day off today.  Doc wrote me a lab request so I can go in and see my doctor a few weeks early (I’m not due until the 7th of December) because my morning blood sugars have been WAY too high.  It’s stressing me out, which is making my sugars even higher.  Anyway, we only had afternoon patients scheduled today, so we agreed we’d go in to work around noon.  I was going to go have my blood drawn, do a few things around the house or maybe hit some stores to finish up my Christmas shopping.  I had my blood drawn first thing and was watching In Session (The old Court TV) and Doc called.  Our last patient canceled, and since my commute is about 40 minutes, Doc called and said to just stay home.  It wasn’t worth me driving there, seeing a patient for 1/2 an hour, then driving back home. 
 
So I started my holiday baking.  I’m in the process of making some mock-truffles.  I will freeze them, and put some out at Thanksgiving, the rest at Christmas. 
 
I tried to make my diabetes appointment, but when I called, I am not listed as a patient of my new doctor.  I have a call in to TriCare to get moved over, but they, of course, didn’t call me back today.  I did leave my work number, too, so hopefully they’ll call in the morning and I can get added to his patient list and make my appointment. 
 
Tomorrow I have my Diabetic class (Via the phone) but when they called to confirm my appointment, I mentioned that I never got the material I was supposed to look over before this class.  They forwarded me to Margaret, my RN/”Teacher.” I got her voice mail, but she called me back fairly quickly, I talked to her, and we’re still going to have our class tomorrow – though I don’t know what the subject matter will be.
 
Got the package of Mud Buddies/Puppy Chow sent off today (Thanks Hub) to Brock and his Buds today.  He’ll be thrilled to get it!
 
Dee and the babies will be here in two days!  I can’t convey how excited I am about that.  We probably won’t be able to see them until Wednesday or Thursday, but that’s OK… It will be so much fun to have them in the house again.  Brock said if he re-enlists he’s going to try to get stationed at Fort Huachuca, which is about 3 hours from here.  How awesome would that be?!?
Quote of the Day:
The difference between perseverance and
obstinacy is that one comes from a strong will, and the other from a strong won’t. 
        ~Henry Ward Beecher