Society for the Preservation of My Sanity

Okay, okay...I'll try to go easy on the whine. That's all I need...a bunch of drunken memberships running around here when I'm trying to say something. sheesh!

Um, updates..okay.

I thought I was doing really well with the chiro as my neck was holding great, almost for two straight weeks once, and I thought Yay! It's almost whooped now! but then? He adjusted it on the Friday before the boys came home from DeeSea (and we went to TN straight afterward), then I had to have it redone again on Monday, it was good Wednesday. But Friday, it was out again. Then Sunday on the way to church, I took a wild coughing fit and soon after my neck started hurting really bad. I knew I'd "knocked it out" or whatever, and sure enough...Monday it was out again. Then same thing that next week, it held til Friday, but was out again on Monday. Doc O is now thinking I have some wild weekend ritual thing that I take part in each week. GAH! I don't know what it is, but it's not good. I've studied and studied about it, but I can't figure out what could be getting it out of line. This Monday, he set it and then informed me he'd be out of town the rest of the week.

WHAT?!?!?! NOOOOOO!!!!!! I told him he couldn't go. *stomps foot* He says, "You just need to take it easy, drink plenty of water and not be running around doing whatever it is you've been doing..."

Hardy, har, har.

"So, um Doc? When you say 'Take it easy'...exactly what is it you mean?"

"Well, you know, like don't be reaching or flexing your neck a lot, or lifting or sweeping and stuff."

Um. Okay, that was clear as mud.

Gah. So, I think it's already out again. It's popping and cracking like crazy and it hurts. And I haven't swept the first sweep, I swear! If you could only see (thank God you can't!) you wouldn't have to ask! LOL! Anyhow...hopefully, it won't get any worse than it is right now. Blech.

BUT! The headaches are for sure and defininintely better. It really only hurts when my neck's out. But there are still those tight muscles to deal with. I swear, I don't know if they're ever gonna let up. My sugars have been doing great. Still dropping tiny amounts of weight. Nothing spectacular, but I'll take whatever I can get (or unload, as the case may be!) Even my twelves are starting to get loose on me now. ??!! Unbelievable! Shocking, even!

Maybe one day I'll feel like using the small package of tanning bed minutes Karen got me for my birthday back in November!! I've carried the certificate around with me, but I just never seem to feel like going. Never. I dunno why. And I won't drive all the way over there JUST to strip down and lie in some lights for five minutes either. Sheesh! So...sigh, I just don't know when I'll ever go. *shrug*

All during the time the boys were gone, Tommy and I actually got to see how we might fare being on our own. It was pretty much the same as ever, except when he got home, he didn't have two other children to play games with or to keep some nonsensical thing he was doing going on and on and on... We actually talked some, but stayed extremely tired, too, so it wasn't so enjoyable as it could have been. But they hadn't been home for more than 15 minutes before he was back to his old obnoxious self. Garg. When they leave home, I'm just going to ship him off to the retirement center where he can play with other old men who like to be treated like little boys too. GAH!

Um....*ahem*....okie dokie then.... Corey's back to working, saving up that money to get the parts for his St@ng, and the fancy paint job and who knows what else he's planning....hopefully it won't take too much longer. That boy needs to finish his senior year maybe?!?!? Yes! I'm still cruising the sites looking for ideas and such for his graduation celebration. I think I've found a place we can have a larger group of people that won't cost much, if anything at all. Woo-hoo! Gotta check on that....

Casey is being...well, Casey. I'm having fits trying to keep him on his school work. Before I start that, though...and this is kinda related, but in a different way...

...You guys wouldn't believe what he made me for Mother's Day! I don't have a pic of it yet, but gimme a little time. He made, TOTALLY FROM SCRATCH and without a pattern of ANY KIND, a birdhouse using scrap pieces of hardwood flooring from the new house my dad's building (to sell). I was shocked when he told me about it. He didn't wanna hafta tell me, but he needed to know how I wanted it, and he couldn't get anyone else, meaning Tommy or Corey, to come look at it. He'd asked his dad to help him figure out how to fasten it together, and he wouldn't even do that.

GRRR!!!

When I confronted Tommy about it and told him how hurt Casey was and how upset he was that it forced him to tell me about it, Tommy just said, "I didn't know he was wanting me to help him. He just said he was building you a birdhouse." Sheesh.

Anyway, it's wonderful and get this, the kid had been working on it for a couple of weeks!!! He'd told me he was playing ball at Pap's, but instead he'd been using the CHOP SAW in Pap's shop ALONE and NO ONE ELSE KNEW EITHER!!!!

ARGH!!!! I couldn't believe it!! When I saw the thing, I figured surely someone else had to have at least known what he was doing, but nope. He'd been doing it all on his own. I'll HAVE to get ya'll a pic to see. It was really amazing to see all the thought that went into it.

Casey had set up my birdfeeder holder several weeks ago, too. After pouring the patio last year, Tommy had never put it back up for me, so no birds all last summer. It was unreal how badly we missed them. So, Casey took it upon himself to set it for me again. It's a large wooden structure that looks like a cross, even though it wasn't intended to. It's made out of "gardening crossties" treated wood and will hold quite a few feeders depending on what type and size you put out.

We lost about three of our larger feeders to...well, just plain neglect. I kept thinking He'll put the thing back up and I can hang those feeders soon... but he never did and so the feeders got knocked around by the boys and dogs, etc., etc. So we had to buy a few new ones. I'd never bought a thistle seed feeder before because #1 - thistle seed is quite a bit more expensive than just regular wild brid seed and #2 - being that it mostly attracts goldfinches, who I thought only migrated through our area for a short time, I figured what's the use?

Boy, was I wrong?! We have had the most wonderful time watching those yellow beauties feeding out there, 5 - 7 at a time! Whereas before, we'd only see a flock of maybe up to 14 blow through once, maybe twice in a year's time...now we see them daily. I'm telling you, it's a sheer joy to behold. They are one of my top favorites!

We have cardinals now...finally. Sparrows of all kinds, tufted titmice, whitebrested nuthatches, brown-headed cow birds (much prettier than they sound :), chickadees, downy wookpeckers, starlings, mourning doves, robins and red-winded black birds and......today I FINALLY saw an Eastern bluebird. YAY! I was beginning to think we weren't going to have any! And that would be truly sad.

Yesterday, Casey went to Mom's and asked if she was going to ever use the wooden birdfeeder holder Daddy had built his Aunt Sis? She said no, so we now have that by the front porch waiting for more feathered friends. Ahhhh...

Corey brought The Girl to the house Saturday, as instructed to do by His Mamaness. The Girl, she don't talk too much. She don't eat too much either, come to think of it. But anyway, I just wanted to visit with them some, when Karen called to tell me she was coming to drop off Corey's check. Her first of ten payments on the rest of the Trep she bought from Corey. She'd told me she was coming about three hours earlier after she'd done her cleaning job, which usually takes around an hour, so I'd kinda given up on her. Anyhow, when she called again, I said Sure, c'mon over. She then told me she was really tired and she'd just be dropping the check off and then heading home. Something about taking longer at the offices she cleans. I could understand that, but knowing she pretty much lives alone what with her one (of three) son who lives with her either working, going to school or courting, she could probably use a hot bowl of chili, of which I just happened to have a big pot of on the stove, so I invited her to have a bowl if she wanted.

Annnyhow, once she got here, she got her second wind apparently and felt like takling, so she talked....and she talked...et cetera and so forth. I think she was kinda dreading Mother's Day, to be honest with you. I didn't mind letting her talk it out, but my sugar was kinda low so I wasn't the best respondant plus I had been really wanting to visit with Cootie and The Girl. *sigh* As it turned out, though, Cootie had to take The Girl home before Karen left.

That's okay though...we're all going over to The Linda's, home of The Girl, on Friday anyhows. I can talk to The Linda and The Girl then if I feel like it.

If I can! Hopefully, I won't have to wear my neck brace over there and answer a ton of questions from The Linda Littles about said neck brace. LOL! Them Littles...they can ask some doozies. And speaking of doozies? My neck is KILLING ME!

Doc is going to be SO sorry he left me for so long, that's all I gotta say about that. I'm really gonna bust him a good one on Monday....if I'm able. Waaah!

Tommy took off work two days this week to do side jobs. I asked him what his boss had to say about that. Seems he was all fine with it. I asked didn't his little light bulb come on at all?

Tommy: Huh?
Me: Y'know....you're taking OFF work to earn money doing jobs on your own? *ding, ding!*
Tommy: Hmmm. Nope. I guess it didn't.
Me: Maybe you need to point it out to him? Knowing him, looks like he'd be embarrassed that his top man isn't making enough money working "for him." (actually, it's the city overseen by a board of commissioners)
Tommy: *grumble, grumble* don'tyoustart *fuss, fuss* don'tneedmoretrouble *gripe, gripe* iwon'taskforaraiseevenifIdeserveit *fart, grumble, fuss*

Gah!!

Whatever. Friday? He's taking off NOT to do a side job for money. He's taking off to work on Corey's car. *pththt* I hope I survive. (LOL! I'll probably not see him at all, truth be told)

Well, now that I've whined and updataged you...I think I'll go lie down awhile. See if I can find a comfy position that doesn't irritate the naughty neck. Grrr.

Now I bet you wish Linda hadn't badgered a post outta me, huh? Yep....blame her.

ROFL!