Society for the Preservation of My Sanity

Just wanted to mention the awful plane crash at Bluegrass Airport on Sunday morning. We were stunned when we sat down to watch our favorite preacher to find all the news reports had preempted the service.

As the reports kept coming in all day, some of the names started coming out. The honeymooning couple they mentioned? We knew them sort of indirectly. And what a really strange bizarre way we knew them...

First, the bride's father is a friend of Tommy's. He owns a tire store here and over the years has been so kind as to let us make payments on tires. He's also a big kart enthusiast, so of course they spent a lot of time together talking about that stuff.

The groom is the guy who Mom bought her set of Golden Retrievers from about 18 months ago. She's also known his grandmother for years. A friend of ours goes to church with his mother. He played baseball and so my cousins knew him well since they were also great baseball enthusiasts and had always followed their son and daughter's high school and college ball careers.

The bizarre part comes now. I get kind of light headed when I think about it. Seriously. It's that weird.

I had a young 22 year old first cousin who died in a car crash about 5 years ago. He was a baseball player and so was pals with the groom from the plane crash. Deano was in some turmoil, trying to figure out what to do with his life. He'd just dropped out of college. He'd just finished rebuilding a souped-up engine for his pick-up. He had a pretty, popular girlfriend, so in a lot of ways, he had the world by the tail too... Nobody's sure what happened on that curvy road... Did he just think he could take the curve going too fast? Was he not paying attention? Was he trying to top someone else's speed? Was he under the influence of something?

We never knew. His truck exploded immediately upon the tremendous impact with a large tree. There was nothing left but enough to tell that it used to be a truck. Deano was gone entirely. It was a horrible experience for us all.

The bride from the plane crash was Deano's girlfriend at the time of his death.

God has a plan, even if I don't understand it.

And I really, really don't.

I thank You Lord, that You are in control and not me!

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Hey you guys! Thanks for all the sweet comments. I'm alive and mostly well, comparitively speaking. ;) I've been really busy but I have been working on a post... it's just not finished yet.

But I did run across something that I couldn't keep to myself. No, make that I didn't WANT to keep it to myself. I've never been to/heard of this place before and somehow linked to it while looking for some other info that in no way, shape, form or fashion is in any way related to this topic and well... I thought some of you might be having a slow day or something...

If you figured out any earthshattering reasoning behind this thing... please share it with the rest of us. I am completely stumped because hey, I thought all them people over there were supposed to be all sophisticated and stuff.....

*scratching my head*

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maybe it's all for the best?

I see pretty much the same amount of visits I usually have, and mostly from "the regulars" (lol).. but no comments.

Now, I'm not a comment-freak. Although some folks might think so because I respond (and sometimes carry on whole conversations with myself!) inside the comments... I just love the conversational feel that comments can give to a post.

Matter of fact, one post that's dropped off "recents" just got a new comment from a new visitor, which I thought was awesome. (Hi, Sheryl & thanks for your remarks!!) [click here to read]

I know sometimes there's just nothing to say to my posts. ROFLOL!! Some of them are just beyond a response.

Anyhow... I know folks are busy getting their kids back to school, off to college or getting themselves back to classes! (go you!) and such... and I know that blog hoppin' waxes and wanes... but it just seems kinda odd when I can see that the usual folks are coming by, but they don't leave even a 'hello' like they normally would. Makes me feel like something must be wrong.

I addressed it in that last post. And I won't mention it again... at least I don't THINK I will... I just wanted to say that I think maybe it's time for me to take a hiatis from me bloggy. ;) What with getting Casey settled into his lessons and all, like I said, computer time has to be cut way down anyway. But I do love my blog... like I've said many times, it's my therapy and I treasure the wisdom, encouragement and gentle reproofs I've gotten from the friends I have here.

So... consider this a trial vacation... I'll just have to see how the Lord leads me in this. I pray that you and yours are well, safe and happy and your days are peaceful and blessed. I'll be hoppin' around to visit occasionally, so don't be surprised to find one of my mega-comments in one of your posts. *blush* You know my wordiness will have to come out somewhere!

If you want to contact me... do so here.

God bless you til I "see" you again!!! (cuz I will!)

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Hello, ya'll! I just wanted to pop on here real quick and say a few things while Case is working on his math....

Um, for updates... I ended up back at the chiro yesterday. Neck was out again. No more insurance coverage, so this alignment cost me $40. I guess we'll stay inline or we'll just have to be a crooked ol' gal. *sigh* No way I can afford that kinda money! NO WAY!!

Casey and I have started "school", which means we're using BOOKS! ;) So far, so good. He seems to be very determined and is working diligently. But we've had several good long talks. He feels I'm not as available to help him when I'm online, so... for more reasons than one (neck! Case!) I'm not going to be online as much!

Um, oh yeah... Case has been conversing with a girl! on the phone of late. He met her through his pal when they went to the movies last time. He talks more on that phone than he has in all his life to any guy pals he's had. It's mostly about games or school or a movie... mostly games because most of the time he's talking, he's playing some driving game with tires squawling. *sigh* I dunno. It all seeeeems pretty platonic. I only "met" the girl the one time. She's 13 too and seemed nice enough, but ... I know nothing about her. *argh!* I'm not ready to go through this unknown-public-schooled-girl-friend thing again!!!!

Okay... in other news... Tommy's ear still bothers him. He's mad at the world, with an emphasis on doctors, and feels they're all stupid, etc., etc. I don't much care for this ear doc either and frankly, I don't think we'll go back to him. But he did prescribe Tommy some Cl@r!tin for the pressure in his ear. He had some sinus meds prescribed before... way before, but he never took them like he was supposed to. Somehow Tommy feels that if you take medicines you're weak and inferior.

Yeah. Isn't that nice? He jumps ALL OVER me for not taking MINE, WeakInferiorness that I am, but let me tell him there's something HE needs to take for HIS HEALTH?!?!?! And he's ALL up in arms. GAH!!!! (and we wonders why we're stressed, Precious?!?!??!)

Um, awrighty...moving along... in the world of automania... Corey is getting nearer to having his car ready to paint. He's still working his hiney off towards that end. Papaw Tom, my FIL, came back to work this past Monday but is having to take it slowly so Corey's working hard as ever. He recently had to take up some wage issues with Pap, my father, his employer. (what a stressful, tangled envirofam we have here?!?!??!?!!!!!) Long, complicated story, but making it short, even though my dad's business (and personal business, too!) is currently suffering from a major cash shortage, and I mean major, Dad did give Corey a much deserved raise. PTL!! I just hope that Corey will realize the stretch it was for Dad to give it. My life is WAY too full of this kinda of tug-of-war stress stuff. Waaaay too full. Sometimes I can push it aside.... sometimes I can't.

So... aside from that, Dad, with my mom's insistance I'm sure!, has made a deadline for Corey's "serious" schooling to begin. At the end of this month, says Daddy, Corey's going to three days a week. Well, Lord willing and business don't boom. *heh* Sometimes the phone rings off the hook with jobs and there's just no keeping up... he has to turn people away even with all the help he can get. *sigh* Anyhow... like I said, Lord willing... Corey will be able to crack down on finishing his schooling up at the beginning of September.

In true Bill O'R3ill3y style... or an unreasonable facsimilie... here's the last word or whatever it is he calls all that babble he does at the end of his shows....

I have become aware that some thing or things in my posts of late may have offended some of my readers. Now, I don't know this for a certainty... but upon deeper contemplation, I can see how things may have been taken disagreeably. Putting myself in another's place, I see how I may have felt, perhaps not offended, but at the very least, confused. I just want to make very clear that nothing I posted was meant to insult, offend or otherwise and I apologize if it came off that way. If you would like to discuss anything futher, please email me. If not, I will assume everything is 'kosher' between us. If this were a folded note passed between the aisle in class, I'd have included one of those "CHECK YES [] or NO []" lines...but I'm not savvy enough to put a the html equivilent on here, so... um, it'll have to be an email or a comment. Sorry. *shrug*

Now, in honor of my new resolution to spend less time on the computer... I'm outtie! I'll try to hop on in short spurts to make some visits as I can... be patient with me!

~hugs all around!!~ and have a blessed day!

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...while the sun shines

credit for this loverly photo

Up and at 'em this morning. No Monster buggin' me thus far, although...y'know... that sinus-y headachey feeling is there if I move too fast, etc... but that's nothing compared to what it's been like lately, so I'll take it, y'know??

Tommy goes back to the ear doc today. His MRI was negative, which is great, but then again... it doesn't explain why his ear feels so bad, so stopped up and occasionally painful. If the doc tells him again there's nothing wrong, I s'pose we'll be looking for another daggone ear "specialist". Burns my hide when you have to pay some stupid cow pile to tell you noooothing! Argh!

Anyhow... we've got almost two days of "school" under our belts. Casey seems really earnest about getting his lessons done and learning what he's supposed to. More about that in another post...

Ah well... I just wanted to let you guys know, I am feeling better today. Praise the Lord!! Thank you all so much for the prayers and concern.

I hope YOU are having a wonderful day!.

Many blessings....

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THURSDAY
#1

planning a surprise party is harder than I thought it'd be

#3

it was a good way to celebrate the big four-oh for Tommy

#4

even though way less than half the people who were invited showed up, which confirmed my suspicions a good time was had w/the fine company present

#5

like elements gather in one place

#6

Mutants really aren't so scary when they aren't eating and, well, you know....they wipe their mouthses and stuff...

SATURDAY

#7

A yapping poodle, and expressive children who delightfully express their delight at seeing said poodle, who in turn then yaps all the louder, which in turn either further delights or scares the bejeebers out of said children which of course, will bring expressions of delight and/or terror issuing forth loudly from their angelic little mouths, which in turn.... well, you get the picture, no? Well, all those things and The Monster? Not a good mix. Oh, and add to that a blood sugar of :

um... yeah... I didn't feel so good for quite some time on Saturday when all of the Lindases were here. But thank God, the sugar finally went down and the headache finally eased to a dull throb, the ears to a low trill and I could enjoy a little conversation. Thank You, Lord!

#8

now I know why fancy people take photos around their house before they have a big party....

...so they can like, tell when somebody's been in the medicine cabinets and stuff...

{this used to be one of those stress ball things--the cover wore off (sooprize!) and all that was left was this squishy balloon, apparently filled with flour (I wondered what was in there. now I know!) I s'pose somebody got interested in seeing their very own pix on my screensaver and poked my squishy? That's my theory... but I haven't heard back from the detective yet. It probably would work better if I actually cleaned up the desk first so you could tell the mystery mess from the usual, everyday mess, eh? LOL!!

Ahhhh.... and I slept most of the day Sunday except for awhile when my friend Karen came by for a visit. Nothing much to do but sleep when you don't have any mode of transportation and you're stranded at home because someone took the only vehicle you have... *AHEM*corey*COUGH*mel*HACK*

;) It was okay this time, though... I really REALLY needed the sleep!

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I'm still here. Not in tremendous pain, obviously. I worked on pix from the big surprise party for Tommy's 40th yesterday, but still don't have a post ready for that. Soon though, I hope.

Just wanted to say, I'm not dead. And I think the headaches are probably mostly due to the weather (finally, RAIN!) and horrible sinuses.. or however you would state that. My sinus cavity and the immediate vicinity ALWAYS bothers me. A L W A Y S

So... I'm hanging in there. Not moving too fast, and surely not getting much done. Which makes me really grumpy, which in turn kinda exacerbates the headachey stuff... so this is becoming an exercise in willpower for me. Willing myself to let it go. To accept the fact that, yep, my house is falling apart while it feels like my body is doing the same. But still and all.....

*sigh* Heh... I didn't say the exercise was going well, did I???

Blessed, peaceful weekend to you all!!

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It just takes a minute : It's the least we can do : It's nothing out of your pocket : But what it stands for? Does it mean anything to you?
Just do it...
...do more

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sheesh. this has got to stop!!!!!!

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dat gived her headaches all da day long....

I ended up going to the chiro today. I just offhandedly mentioned to Jann, my friend in the chiro's office and she said, "Hmm, can you come in at 2pm?" and so I did. Doc said I was out of alignment which was sort of surprising since I hadn't really felt a whole lot of pain in my back/neck, but after that monsternasty migraine yesterday? Well, I knew SOMEthing had to be up.

So anyhow.. he adjusted me and of course, being the jughead that I am, I didn't think to bring my collar in.. the total-movement-restraint system that also serves as a dork-enhancement accessory.

I tell Doc I just need to stop at the bank and then to return some stuff at the healthfood store and the I was headed home. He fussed about using the drive-thru at the bank, so I parked and went in. See? I'm a nice compliant patient.

But when I got out of the vehicle to go into the food store? Um, habit overtook me and I automatically flicked my hair back off my face and

As soon as I finished what I had to in the food store, I headed straight back to chiro's to see if he had time to recheck me. I was hurting SO bad! It was hirlarious, well except for the pain, to see the faces they both made since they were both standing at the window where they could see me come through the outer door. Gah! LOL!

Anyhow, yep, I'd flicked myself right outta line again, so it's a good thing I was close enough to go get rechecked. He was able to take me right in, insisted I wear a loaner collar home and sent me on my way.

So anyhow.. today, FINALLY the pain has been a little better. It all depends on when you ask me. The pain literally comes and goes from minute to minute. On that "medical personnel preferred" painscale... it can go from an 8 to a 4 or vise versa in less than two minutes! That said, I have to tell you, the Horrid Nasticity Migraine Thingie is still hanging around. Juuuust beneath the surface kinda like if I move the wrong way, the Monster will come roaring to the top and rocking my little dingy. I try to be really still, so the Monster doesn't know I'm around, but it looks in my windows and torments me with "Nyah-nyah-nyahs" and throws rocks at my feeble little house.

So in the end, I'm not quite sure whether to post:

OR

Well, lemme just ask Lord please help my brain heal, and work better, be more humble and dwell more upon you. and now I don't have to worry about that anymore. ;)

Love ya lots! Gonna go rest for awhile now...

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*sigh*

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Two guys who worked together were both laid off, so off they went to the unemployment office. When asked his occupation, the first guy said, "Panty stitcher...I sew the elastic onto women's panties."

The clerk looked up panty stitcher. Finding it classified as unskilled labor, she gave him $300 a week unemployment pay.

The second guy was asked his occupation. "Diesel fitter," he replied.

Diesel fitter is listed as a specialized job, so the clerk gave the second guy $600 a week.

When the first guy found out he was furious. He stormed into the office to find out why his friend and co-worker was collecting double his pay.

The clerk explained, "Panty stitchers are unskilled, and diesel fitters are skilled labor."

image courtesy of googly-goo

"What skill?!" yelled the panty stitcher. "I sew the elastic and he pulls on it and says, 'Yep, dese'll fit 'er.'"

So boys and girls, using the correct (*shrugs* or sometimes incorrect) terminology is very VERY important.

Thank you.

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Lemme see if I can coherently give you a quick rundown....

Thursday night 7/27:

• the Lindas all came over so Mr. Linda could look at the You-Know-What.
  
• both Corey and Casey had to go to work at around 9pm, so they left whilst the Lindas were still here
  
• then the Lindas left around 10pm or so just after Tommy sliced into his right thumb on purpose then threw the pocket knife with which he was doing the slicing almost stabbing Mr. Linda in the face. all the Lindas sped away as I threatened to beat Tommy with my massive purse if he didn't go to the ER.
  
• after we stopped the bleeding, I finally put Tommy to bed and settled down with the TV to wait on the boys again. don't like going to bed til they get home. thankfully, this time they get back around midnight! so we all hit the hay!

  Friday 7/28:
  

• the phone rings at about 5am. it's MIL calling to tell us that, guess what? FIL is back in the hospital again. okay, what now? they're not sure. pain from back to upper chest, etc., etc. he's in observation. we both head up to the hospital to see what the heck is going on again.
  
• I end up staying there til about 8pm just to keep MIL company (and from going bonkers, too)

  Saturday 7/29:
  

• we go to the Lindas' house for Mr. Z's 6th birthday party in the afternoon. i don't even remember what went on that morning... don't ask. we take Tucker with us. at around 4:30p or so, we decide that it's now or never for going to mow FIL's massive, ginormous, hulking yard/field grass-growth area. so we secure Mr. & Mrs. Linda's word that they won't kill our boy and leave Corey behind and off we go to mow... with two dinky mowers.
  
• by this point, I'm exhausted and Tommy's not doing much better either. so while he and Casey mow, I decide well, what the heck, I'll "tidy up a little". understatement. of. the. year. heh! ;)
  
• they mow and I chase body powder around and do laundry for almost five hours straight. yes, you read that right. the one mower runs out of gas. they use the other mower to go get more gas (from shed -- did I mention this is a 12 acre place?) for it, but then it runs out of gas, then it just stops running all together. and... there's not a drop more gas on the whole place. so we load up to get Corey and more gas.
  
• finally get back to FIL's and head straight on up into the back 40 since we have the jumper cables with us. Got first mower gassed up, then since it's dark and neither mower has headlights, we need Explorer for lightage. follow first mower way back into woods (where IL's keep a walking path mowed) to find non-running mower. Get it started and finally we start out, but it's dangerous in dark, even with SUV headlights. it's slow going.
  
• we finally make it back down to the shed to put up the one mower (other stores in a shed at top of hill) to find it all locked up... MIL has come home while we were up in woods. so we open it all back up and put up mower, then knock on door hoping she won't call 911. she doesn't.
  
• we finally head back home. Corey was fed sustinance at the Lindas but we had not eaten since cake at 2pm...and before that? um, nothing much. so Case, Tommy and I were pretty starved. (there wasn't much in IL's fridge, so we didn't even try to eat outta there) we stop at waffle house, eat then go home and fall into bed (after showers!) at around 1am. sheesh!

  Sunday 7/30:
  

• Tommy and Corey go to work around 7:30am to help Dad with that bad leaky mess job I mentioned in an earlier post. thankfully, they are home in plenty of time to watch our favorite church service. awesome service!!!
  
• sometime or other yesterday, they figure out that FIL's gallbladder is the culprit of his pain now. I am giving him hard way to go about making sure he sees to it they get all his rotting parts out this time. he laughs because he likes me.
  
• they're talking about doing the surgery on Monday when Tommy has to drive to Indiana for work and I have to be in Lex for a doctor's appointment. nice. see? FIL is always making trouble. (he's laughing)
  
• I have to go get groceries because I've been trying to get them for the past three days without success. I insist on going alone because the last two days of traveling around with the other male personages of my household has made me want to jump out of the vehicle while driving over the speed limit down very curvy roads. just ask them.
  
• but then I sitll have to rush because guess who has to go see guess who else again today after spending like 8 hours together the day before! what's with these teenage hooligans?!?!
  
• i don't remember anything else. my neck and shoulders hurt like heck.

  Monday 7/31:
  

• Tommy leaves at 6:45 for his trip. I leave at 8am. Mom goes with me, of course, so we stop at the hospital quickly before we leave. the doctor had already done the final test to confirm the gallbladder was the actual problem. nasty problem... causing infection in liver and blockage where it should empty into intestines. hence, the pain. ugh!
  
• it takes longer getting through my appointment, but somehow I don't mind. the final report was...

• my A1c reading was 6.7% which is fantabulous! target is under 7%, so whoo-hoo!
  
• average blood sugar was 143. my hard target is 130. target range is 100-160. cooool!!
  
• i have lost 8 pounds since I was there last (4 months), so 2 pounds/month woah! and I've lost 13 pounds since the beginning of the year.... without really trying other than just not eating when I'm not hungry... and then um... well, trying to not BE hungry as often as I can. heh

• i get reports during the day from MIL. FIL does great with his surgery and is up walking around by the time we get back into town and go up to the hospital to see him. they say he'll be released in the morning. PTL!

  Tuesday, 8/1
  

• went with Tommy to ear doc. he's been having trouble with his left ear for quite some time now. tried several different things, but nothing has helped, so...
  
• the audiologist did her tests after the dr. looked and could see no fluid. the tests show he has some low-tone nerve damage. I was ready to jump on my soapbox about all the unprotected exposure to guns and engines, etc... but doc stops me and says that this kind of damage is rarely produced by exposure to that kind of noise. more likely it could have been a virus or something like that. they ordered an MRI which he goes for next week to make sure there's nothing besides the nerve damage that they can't see.
  
• if it is nothing else, then his only option will be a hearing aid. doc seemed to try to 'assure' him he didn't need to think about it til it affected his daily life. we both looked at each other and said it does!
  
• doc says the new digital hearing aids are nothing at all like the old ones. much more adjustable and not like a simple amplifier... they can be adjusted to various tones, etc. but they aren't covered by insurance and run about 2K. ahhh, there's the rub. well, we'll manage it somehow. God will provide what he needs I'm sure.
  
• the entire time we were gone, his phone was beeping and buzzing and ringing. no wonder he's half loopy. I hate that thing. the man was off from 12pm on, and the phone never stopped. that just is NOT fair. gargh.

  So... there you have it. now I'm going to bed!

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