Society for the Preservation of My Sanity

engines, injins, moters, maters..... *GAH!*

*hmph* *roflol*

okay... um, tommy bought this bronco last week. for a couple hundred bucks. the guy thought the tranny was bad because there was fluid leaking. turned out the seal was just bad. sheesh! anyhow... the motor AND tranny work great and in fact the engine in the bronco is better than the one in tommy's pickup, so he began switching them out.

*GAH!*

i hate it when he does stuff like that!! he worked on it at his work in the shop. they're allowed to do things like that. well, actually, MOST of the guys do things like change oil, etc. NOT start interchanging parts with two or three vehicles. *SHEESH!*

anyhow, he's got the pickup engine into the bronco and it's runing fine. some idiot had towed the thing with a chain by the front axle and so that has a little curve in it and turning is like rough!! urgh! but it runs really good! he switched insurance over on it so he could get it licensed (and ready to sell -- he stands to make a good profit on it, THANK YOU, LORD!) but now looks like we'll need to drive it for a couple of days!

the engine in the exploder is missing! (thus the title!) i had to drive it in the awful SNOWY weather at like midnight on saturday. casey had gone with tommy to help set the engine in the bronco. (they have a chain lift, but it has to be lined up, etc... takes someone on top and underneath to get it set just right) of course, this and that went wrong and it took longer to get ready to set the engine, so it was that late before i could get casey.. actually, i hadn't gotten a call from them (nor had they come home!!) so i just loaded up and went by myself!

i hadn't driven in such weather in ... well, probably never!! there was probably only an inch and a half or two inches down (yeah, nothing compared to up north, i know!!!) but it was blowing and slick, nevertheless! it just doesn't get that way in kentucky anymore. :( and nobody will let me drive most of the time. *hmph*

anyhow... we live "up high" so i had to make the choice of which hill would be least slick AND which would be least likely to send me off in a ditch if it was really slick! some of those hills are daggone curvy! so i went down the one toward the train tracks, linda. no one had been down it, so i had some traction, but it was slick underneath there! i even made that 90○ turn at the bottom without wrecking. ha! anyhow.. i almost died when i saw that the parkway had only one lane, and "lane" is really stretching it. it was more like just a couple of hit-and-miss tire tracks, ya know? i'd never seen it like that before!! usually, once you get out of our little "sticks" road and hit the 'city' streets, it's like it never even snowed there. always clear and boring. lol!

it did really shock me, though. even the bypass was that way!!! the ramp was totally covered with snow and then back to those two sorta-there tire tracks. *shiver* but anyhow... i made it to the shop. i had to wait almost an hour because they still weren't quite finished setting it. case was tired and huffy. tommy was tired, but his usual 'buzzed' to be getting more done all the time. i don't know how he keeps going on those things. in all that grease and oil. (he was covered) *blech!*

after they got the bolts in to hold the engine, tommy asked if i'd go get some gas for the bronco. okay, yeah.

so, case and i drove across town. main street wasn't even totally cleared. *gasp* we got to the gas station, filled the can and put some more in the exploder, i got case a hot cocoa and tommy the coke he'd ordered and we headed back. that's when i noticed the shudder in the exploder getting worse.

it's had this shake/shudder when it's idling for awhile, but i've been poo-pooed and blown off about it. well, NOW they're not poo-pooing me. the thing is shaking like an earthquake on wheels!! can't figure out if it's a sensor or a plug, etc.. tommy looked at it last night but couldn't find any fried wires or plugs, so they left it in town to be scanned sometime today. *sigh* it wasn't showing any codes, which was odd. i'm just glad it didn't do like it did when it was having those tranny problems. ACK! =8^O

anyhows... i'm here, stranded -so to speak- with this big ol' old bronco to drive. i need to go get some scripts cuz i'm out and need to go hit the computer down at mom's again today.

it almost killed me yesterday... but that's another post.

ARGH!!!! = 8^S

gotta git busy. hope you're all having a great week!!

hugs....

Posted by subject G~ at 08:42 AM | Permalink | Comments (4) | TrackBacks (0)

• the last couple of times, i've seen the physician's assistant at the endo's office. her name's rebecca and she's cool.


• my A1c was 6.3% this time. up .03 from last time, which she was pleased with.


• i'd lost 6.5 pounds since the first of january. go, me! don't ask me how. dunno except stress & not eating much b/c of stress. i don't recommend this diet.


• she lowered my basal rates even more. (lowered them last time, remember?) so now i'm taking less than 20u total! total!! hard to believe when i first got on the pump in 11/04 i started w/over 60u per day! gah! no wonder i've dropped a few pounds! sheesh!


• my sugar's already been bouncing around a bit. it'll take a day or two to see if these rates will work, so i gotta just stick it out. the docs would rather me have a few highs (around 200) than so many lows (over 75% of my tests were below 80!)


• that's all she wrote. buh-bye!

Posted by subject G~ at 05:09 PM | Permalink | Comments (4) | TrackBacks (0)

for the comforting words.

everything is finally over. the funeral home was booked solid. maybe i already mentioned that (and i'm too lazy/tired to go see if i did) but anyhow, the funeral was friday morning.

as mom, dad and i went through the visitation sign-in book, there were approximately 250 people who came by, which would not have been possible had we had the funeral earlier, so the waiting worked out well.

mamaw looked so wonderful! it was just amazing. she looked as if she were just lying there asleep. the lady who's done her hair for years came in to fix her hair, so she looked just like she always did on a friday or saturday evening. she instructed the makeup people on how much and what colors to use. she told daddy about how she sang to mamaw while another service was going on as she worked on coifing her short silver tresses. such a sweet lady.

mom found this red suit with some sparse silky "vine" stitching and tasteful sequined flowers around the cuffs and lapels and then a perfect white blouse and necklace to go with. mamaw always loved to wear red and looked gorgeous in it. they were even able to lay the larger part of her cut wedding band on her finger (remember, corey had to go cut it off just before Christmas because of the swelling) so she appeared to be really ready for church, with the ring she never took off and all.

we ended up not having to sing or being able to get into a recording studio either. daddy amazingly found a cd with some recordings of the good old songs by some of the originals from 'back in the day'. :) it worked out well, even though i'd never seen a service where there weren't live singers. the songs and the way they were sung were perfect. "Peace In The Valley", "Just A Rose Will Do", "How Beautiful Heaven Must Be" all of them, mamaw's favorites.

there was and is family *crap* galore going on, but none of it spoiled the service. no one acted out or caused a scene, for which i am immensely thankful! i just don't know where we'll go from here. i am shocked but then not really... and i'm definately confused and i'm completely saddened. even though i knew this day was coming. the day when those who have seemingly wanted so much to do it would finally break any ties left in this family. the song, "...will the circle - be unbroken - by and by, Lord? by and by?" seems so regrettably appropriate here.

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[february 9, 2007]

i think with that part of the family (dad's brother's, (& only living sibling) kids) mamaw was the only thing that forced contact from them with us. the whole family dynamic in uncle's family is too bizarre to relate here, so i won't, but the cold shouldering and nasty looks were hurtful, even though we knew they'd happen.

actually, let me clarify that it wasn't uncle's kids who did the worst of that stuff. it was the granddaughter. she spoke not one solitary word to any of us and more than once i caught her throwing daggers at us with her eyes! there's no other way to describe it.

i have no clue why except that she'd been told something by her mother, who was extremely cold to us as well, but since she knows 75% of the people in this county, she played the pulling-together relative when anyone was looking. it's just so desperately sad.

i'm restraining myself now... as i could go on relating tale after tale of times we've opened our hearts and homes to them only to be snubbed later on.... but i'm too tired. why waste the energy?

since mamaw lived right in dad's yard and he saw to all her needs, repairs to the trailer, trips to doctors, etc., etc... of course he helped draw up her will. it's not like she had a fortune to leave behind. but she had things of sentimental value. true sentimental value to us. but a kinda sudden "oh-i-want-that" value to others. gah.

anyhow... dad bought mamaw's trailer and set up the paperwork/will/whatever so that it was hers as long as she lived. i don't understand how this works exactly, but some way dad agreed that she could will the trailer to dad's brother (who has trouble maintaining a consistant living area -- *ahem*) so unc's been trying to sell the thing since he can't afford to get it moved nor does he have a place to move it to so as to live in it himself (and his wife). now i'm not sure, but i think that unc must pay dad whatever the trailer appraised for, so unc has been really scrambling to find someone who'd buy it for at least SOMEthing more than that.

with me so far?

that's okay. i don't get it most of the time either. gah. apparently he's "got it sold" to a nephew of his wife's and is "waitin' for the paperwork to go through". *sigh* i hope it happens soon. we worked our butts off clearing out that trailer real quick-like because he kept saying he had the thing sold. so no leisurely sorting through and neatly packing things. nope. we just had to empty drawers and closets asap, haul all that up to dad's shop and/or garage... get all the heavy furniture hauled up there, all her meds that still needed sorting (which came from mail order and needed to be called about? etc!) gah!! it was a real mess!

anyhow. that's been our lives here lately.

besides that stuff? if you can recall, i think i only mentioned it once or twice in passing, but i'd been working on the year end payroll stuff for dad's business.. w-2's and all the 4th qtr reports, etc, etc., gag!!! last thing before mamaw died, i'd hit a snag thanks to some freaky mistake that i could find nowhere and made no sense that it'd even be there in the first place, yadda, yadda...

all that stuff has to be done by 1/31 and so after the funeral, and kinda getting our bearings back over that weekend, i had TWO DAYS left to get alllll that stuff done. ARRRRRGH!

thank God, i did get it all done. not quite sure how, but i did. then i went and bought a $200 program for their computer to put their books on, cuz frankly? i'm tired of having to go through this panicky mess all the time. and mom doesn't have the time or surplus brain power to fool with this stuff. not with her booth at the vendor's mall, and all the other stuff going on with daddy's business. etc., etc., etc.

sheesh. but then i find out we'll need yet another program to put with this one to actually DO the payroll completely, and not just keep track of employee time. #$(*&$#(*&!! boy, if that don't burn my hide! my mammy & pappy don't understand this computer stuff, so having to go back and explain, or TRY to at least, to them that weeeeeell, this program WILL do SOME of the stuff we need.... just not alll of it.

grrr.

anyhow... as it is, i will have to do backtracking seeing as how it's almost the end of february and i haven't got to put annnny of their info into the computer yet. gah! i'm trying to get my house a little more under control first.

ha! who am i kidding? i'm trying to flippin' find the floor around here!! i've had migraines galore since before mamaw got bad sick and during her worst illness and of course, her funeral, etc.... i had a ton of stress-induced low blood sugars. i mean i had a LOT of them. so my house is disasterous because i haven't stopped since before thanksgiving and when i do stop? i crash.

*siiiigh*

okay. i'll stop whining now. guess you wish i'd just kept this here post in drafts, eh? ;Þ or maybe you just see why it took soooo long to finally get it posted.

if you think of it, say a little pray for me? i would greatly appreciate it.

dunno when i'll post anything of interest again. don't just dump me though, please? at least leave me a dear jane letter. that's the least you could do. *sheesh*

*pththt*

gotta go now...

much love to ya'll!

Posted by subject G~ at 02:36 AM | Permalink | Comments (7) | TrackBacks (0)

... yeah.

and what a bummer when they come so close together.

gah.

a real entry soon... ish. promise!

{thank you all for your sweet words and prayers. i love you bunches and thank God for you!}

Posted by subject G~ at 04:48 PM | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBacks (0)

mamaw's in the hospital. nurse-cousin appeared to do her "swoop in and save the day" thing (which was good... she should have, cuz mom was just not able!) and got mamaw in to see her nephrologist (kidney doc). he was working out of his office in another county, closer to nurse-cousin's house, which is waaaay far from nursing home, but anyhow... she ended up calling me about this stuff because she couldn't reach my parents.

the night before, dad had taken both the boys on a job that turned out to be a nasty one that lasted til about 6am, so he had been sleeping with phones off and mom was running errands. guess nurse-cousin just lost their cell numbers. *sigh* anyhow, it was fine that she called me. kept mom from feeling as if n/c was somehow accusing mom or whatever. cuz that was the first thing out of mom's mouth... how she couldn't take mamaw to the doctor since she can't even get up by herself anymore and how she'd have to get 'blah-blah' (name of disabled transport company) to come get her and then she'd have a real fit, etc., etc.

anyhow, i calmed mom down because to me at least, n/c didn't sound that way at all. it may well have been a different story had she talked to mom, though. anyhow.... mamaw's blood tests were not coming back very good. and it looked like the doc would recommend her going to hospital.

unless she was practically dying and two docs agreed or whatever, my dad is the only one with legal authority to have mamaw put in hospital. n/c can't do that on her own.

i didn't think they'd do it last night, but they did. this morning, mom calls to ask if the boys can come help load up mamaw's recliner and tv, etc. so they can clear out her room at the nursing home. (it's in another county, remember?) the plan was to get her into the one here in town... where she's been on the waiting list for over three years!! mom had her put on it because she knew how hard it was to get someone in there!

and quite obviously so because after planning to clear out the current room, she finds out that it's slim to nil that a room will become available within the next four days (that's as long as m3dic@re will pay to hold the current room!) so... now we're back to leaving her stuff (except for going to get her "most stealable small stuff") for the four days, seeing how well she is doing in the hospital and then contemplating whether or not to let the room go and risk not being able to get a room here (or anywhere within a 5 county area!!!) or coughing up money to hold the room. *siiigh* that's what daddy had to do last time.

and we're pretty fed up with how this home is "taking care" of mamaw. waiting til a problem is "A PROBLEM" and then chasing their tails to try and fix it. ??? that's not good health care!!! gah!

anyhow.. at least if she was closer to home, we could keep a closer eye on her... we could reach out and smack a doc's head if he wasn't doing what he should be... we could keep a constant glare on the nurses, etc. so they'd know we were watching them. (nancze, if you're around... you know i'm not griping at you here... but i know you know this kinda stuff happens, too... and i think lotsa time it's the doc's fault too... the nurses and aides are terrified to make one move til doc says (red tape, anyone?) and most of the time he/she has so little an idea of the patient's actual condition, they let it go til it's really bad, etc. *sigh*)

gah... so we're in limbo and mom's in a terrible state worried to death that there'll be no other option than for her to take mamaw home and care for her. that would be an awful situation because
#1 - mom would so resent it. (long story there, but believe me, she has a right)
#2 - she'd kill herself trying to care for mamaw
#3 - mamaw would take advantage of mom
#4 - not one single relative would offer a helping hand (excluding me, i mean! -- i'm talking about all those who've sat around saying "call if you need anything, i'll be right here to help" yeah...riiiiight)
#5 - it would literally kill my mother. i've watched her almost wither away before while trying to tend to two other elderly relatives, again from dad's side of the family.. while not one other blood relative offered to see to them.
#6 - there would never be one word of thanks offered. that is, not unless a profound change took place. dad's relatives have never been given to thanking my mother for her selfless help in times of need.

i just don't think i could stand to see that happen. mom and dad, mom especially, have always tried to keep me out of the down-and-dirty of things like this... so i'm pretty clueless about some things and who did or didn't do what, etc.... but i do believe i know enough about what my mother HAS done for many, MANY of dad's relatives to be able to bawl out the rest of them for shamelessly wanting to dump mamaw on my mom. they've been encouraging her (mamaw) the whole time each time she'd start talking about how she could come home.... "why sure you would do better at home. phyllis could come and check on you during the day, etc., etc. and so forth" mindlessly volunteering my mom for care duty. when they have NO CLUE how much mom has on her plate and how little energy she has.

GAH!!!!!!

*sigh* sorry. i just get SO MAD when i think about this stuff. it's just endless. she (mom) told me yesterday that she had a nightmare. then she talked about something else for a minute, then she proceeded to tell me about this nightmare... seems in the nightmare, dad's brother had gone and pulled mamaw out of the home and while mom and dad sat completely unaware at their house, uncle backed up to their door and was "unloading" mamaw with all her stuff on their doorstep!!!!!

yes. now that was indeed a nightmare. and it told me exactly what her worst fear is. she is terrified of having to take care of mamaw.

i love my mamaw, don't get me wrong. but i know how she has treated my mother and for that, i have reserved the right to not like her so much. when my mom's oldest brother died, i was just a toddler... dad's brother's marriage was as usual, on the rocks and mamaw had his three kids.. the youngest was about 4 years older than me... they (mamaw & papaw) were in the middle of stripping tobacco at that time.... but mamaw told mom she couldn't watch me while mom went to be with her family. even though she had the other three right there in the barn with her and i was old enough to walk and had spent lots of days with the family in the barn just like that while mom helped work.... over and over... things like that hurt my mom and let her know how mamaw felt about her.

but who ended up being there whenever mamaw needed help? uncle's wife? um... no. they divorced and she's in georgia and the woman he married next was a pure loon. (she's now in and out of mental institutions and yes, they're still married) so my mother feels extremely used and unappreciated, but she'd never turn her back on anyone in a time of need. everyone just walks all over her.

i despise that.

*long weary sigh*

sorry... i didn't mean for this to be a long railing rant, but there you are. that's where i am today. worrying about my mother. instead, i must pray!!! pray for peace to settle in her mind. for the Lord to take all fear and anger from her spirit and give her a sense of peace... allow her to just trust in Him for whatever comes next. stop making up "what if's" and just build up her faith so that no matter what, she can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth her. :) (Phillipians 4:13)

same goes for me... i need peace and strength above all. the tension just starts knotting up inside me. for mamaw's sake, i hope she doesn't just linger on in pain. for all out sakes, really. that just isn't good for anyone. mamaw is already miserable because to begin with she WALKED into the er and after two weeks in hospital, she came out UNABLE to walk (negligence of doctor, imho!!!!) and now she is in this state. this woman who has always been mistaken for being a good 20-25 years younger than she really is... it's been very hard for her to go so quickly from quite able-bodied to this state of utter frailty. i can't imagine. well, yes, i can.... but you never ever want to. it's an ugly frightening thing to imagine. and yet, it is so.

please pray if you think of it. oh... also another prayer request that's a little more pressing... tommy has been made several offers on this 'new' truck of his. it's a really really good truck. the best one he's ever had, really. it runs good and all but like two things work (needs new wiper motor for delayed wipers) and something else.. minor stuff. anyhow... he's got about $800 in the thing... and it's worth way more... and he's been offered 2K. a very decent offer.

that's really great and he'd be jumping at it except that the money won't be 'free'... we need to pay property taxes and catch up a couple of other bills with it. we could probably leave about $800 of it for him to use to get another truck... but as for finding another sweetheart of a truck like this one? it's not very likely. but we really need the money... but we have another car to drive if the explorer were to go down or something....

but it's a great truck.... but we really need the money.

see? tommy's going nuts about it. i told him i sure didn't know what to do. this truck is an automatic, which means even i can drive it! *woo!* most he finds are manuals.... *sigh* i told him maybe this is where faith comes in. his dilemma is not knowing. he wants to KNOW what the Lord wants him to do. how can we ever KNOW that for certain til we actually do something? or are we realllly supposed to know for certain before we actually DO something??? *sigh* it's hard. but he needs to make a decision today.

TODAY.

please pray for a clear direction on this. it would be muchly appreciated.

thank you all sooooo much!

better entry soon, i promise. gotta run.

love ya!

Posted by subject G~ at 01:10 PM | Permalink | Comments (5) | TrackBacks (0)

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!

Posted by subject G~ at 10:09 AM | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBacks (0)

...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....

Posted by subject G~ at 08:34 AM | Permalink | Comments (2) | TrackBacks (0)

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

Posted by subject G~ at 10:43 AM | Permalink | Comments (5) | TrackBacks (0)

*sigh*

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Yeah, I'm here.

Same ol' same going on, I guess. Except for a couple of excursions out to The Lindas'. I guess maybe Mr. The Linda might not appreciate that, huh? Well, tell him to come up with a name or I'll just refer to hm as Studley D, although I am totally and woefully frightened that he'd enjoy that name way too much.

*sigh* Men. *hmph!*

I feel like I've been tied behind a slop truck and dragged all over town today. Just absolutely worn out!! And not just now, at the end of the day. People, I've felt this way ALL DAY LONG!

Gah. I don't like it.

I think mayhaps I need to work on getting to bed earlier. Um, yeah. I'm sure that would be a very good idea. I hope that will help. In the past? I could sleep all day and all night too and STILL feel like I'd been deprived. Sheesh. Chronic fatigue-ish stuff just stinks!

What else? Well, nothing really. I finally got most all those books in that I'd ordered. Corey ordered a body kit for his car. Don't know what that is? Go here. Note: It's not the paint job, but like sticky-on pieces that change the shape of the car...look at the bottom part of the car, the front and back bumpers, etc.... body kits (sometimes) make the things look like they have about 1/8" clearance, y'know...that kinda (weird) thing.) Sheesh.

So, anyhow...he found this one on the ebuy. It didn't meet its reserve, so he immediately emailed the lady to ask how much she had to have out of the kit, which was brand new (as in never been put on, but was a couple years old) and a top brand-name. She told him and he offered her $100 less. She took it, without hesitation!

So, he got a $1,200 body kit for half price!! I must say, even I couldn't be too displeased with that, even though I STILL think it's silly! (he still has paint to buy, y'know!!) But the boy's deal-making skills are quite impressive!

Casey ruined his phone. Apparently while his pal was here week before last, and they were playing with water guns, Friend decided to one-up Case and use the water hose...and soaked Case pretty good...including his phone. Thankfully (for Friend!!) it was an old phone, but STILL! If you recall, Casey just got what was left of Tommy's contract after work furnished him a phone, so the contract will be up in August. We had another even older phone he could use, but you know how kids can be....especially in a houseful of phone-iacs!

He was dying to get him a "new" (model) phone! I try to reason with him, telling him about his expiring contract. He tells me he might keep it going. How? I ask him. He's not sure, but maybe he can.

Gah, but that kid wanted another phone!! I had the newer phone Casey had been using after mine fell off in the parking lot one night (when we had cheap clips for them. ugh!) and it has seen better days. I have a hard time reading the screen for scratches, etc. Anyhow, so we find a couple who's carrier has switched to another company so they're getting rid of their phones, plus the accessories for a little less than half what they are new.

We bought both of them. Well, I bought mine, Case bought his, but together. Anyhow, so here's what we got:::

Went to the chiro Monday and my neck was holding. I am thankful, but finding it hard to holler PTL about it. Why? Because I still hurt. I'm starting to have a few headaches too. Nothing at all like I had before, but more than I'd been having lately. Guh. And these shoulders!!! Doc's tried about three times to manually manipulate them to loosen things up in there. I swear, once I'm pretty sure his feet came off the ground while trying to get a pop outta me, but nada. Thankfully, he CAN get my neck to pop when it's hurting so bad and won't pop on its own. Which was the case Monday. He always pats me on the back and says he's not giving up on me. LOL!.

Whatever. It's a good thing he's so likable and the office is easy to deal with (no long waits, etc) or I'd have given up by now, I think. It really is getting awfully discouraging. I'm so tired of all this hurting! Even though it's SO much better than before! It still wears on me. *sigh*

Always something, eh?

My house is a sty and is getting on my nerves SO BAD! I can get things STARTED, but that's about it. Seems I can't finish anything. A couple of my fingers are stiffening up on me really bad...hurting, etc. I'm hoping it will pass with this stormy, rainy weather. For now, though, I'm popping the "Sellebrex" to keep from locking up altogether.

Which reminds me. I need to git. Just wanted to sit down and post an update of sorts before my page went blank. Blah!

I guess I'd better go. It's looking stormy again!

Have a beautiful evening!

Posted by subject G~ at 05:48 PM | Permalink | Comments (13) | TrackBacks (0)

Sheesh. Take a little break and what happens? The place just poofs on ya. Gah!

Awright, lessee...what's goin' on with me?

-- neck is still, thus far, going out on me all the time (lol...um, no, not cheating on me...just not staying in line like it should) but this last time (Thursday) Doc really worked me over and it seems to have been a good thing so far!

-- muscles across shoulders are still strung so tight you could pluck a tune on them. not so good. :(

-- tommy still working all the time except for taking a day off when he was sick as a dawg with this allergy/cold/nasty-whatever that's going around here. he slept like all day long and all night too. he's about over it now though, I think. i hope!!!

-- went to big-time cookout jiggy at zee linda's last week. it was lotsa fun, fun, fun! then, would you believe it? all of zee lindas came over here the next evening and ate pizza (that they stubbornly bought - hmph!) in the garage whilst zee d graciously helped tommy and corey work on the stang-a-roo. that's what I'm calling it forever now. that or stangie-poo. anything silly, just to see the reaction on the faces of all of the manly-ish stang lovers around here. sheesh. ;)

-- finally got some flowers out around here. mom bought me some for mother's day, then I bought a few more. she also gave me some lillies she'd pulled up around her house. they'd gotten a little overpopulated, it seems. hey...give 'em over! I will take 'em!

-- gots lotsa birdies all over. am loving the shows. now have a baltimore oriel! I think we've only had one ever before. now this guy's here almost everyday. we loves him. <3 have a family of barn swallows building on the front porch. I was afraid tommy would go out and tear down the nest. he did last year. :( he's like that. but this year, he could sit on the loveseat and watch them from the window...made him appreciate them, I guess. I told him I'd clean up the poo, so he said they could stay. hmm...gotta watch what I say. lol...nah, I don't mind. they're really awesome to watch and they'll let you sit right on the swing and observe, too!

-- going tomorrow to be with karen as her eldest graduates from the g'ment high school...after a lifetime of homeschooling. I can't imagine that, and I think she's reeling from all the emotion, plus, she's dreading having to deal with the should-be-by-now-ex and his floozy who lives in the house that still contains most of karen's stuff... maybe.....who knows if he/they will even show. she doesn't even know if her other two sons are coming. :*( so very, very sad. she'd told me about the graduation last week, then quickly changed subject. then called me mid-day on tuesday. now that was odd...just to ask if I would go with her. I felt so bad for her. I assured her I'd go and find out if corey'd be able to, etc. then I thought since it was going to be nice that day, I'd just plan on having them over for a cookout and stuff. when I told her about that today she was all like I appreciate that so much. I just didn't know what to do for him. I haven't even talked to him much this week... etc. and so forth. *long sad sigh* I knew she hadn't planned anything for an after-graduation celebration. her brain just doesn't work that way. so...we'll see how it goes. his girlfriend's family is planning a huge party for her, but karen didn't know what time it was. gah. I just feel so bad for that kid. I just hope his father doesn't make a larger-than-usual ass of himself....

-- what else? tommy's dad has been calling and calling wanting tommy to fix his lawnmowers. yes, that's plural. he has two. tommy fixed one already and he tore it up again somehow. now he'd torn up the cheaper one too. tommy'd been working so much, then SICK...but he kept calling. I simply detest when he/they behave that way. we never hear from them at all unless 1) they want something or 2) the boys' birthdays are coming up and they want a detailed list to choose from so they can shop. since they have no clue about what they like, etc. PUKE! anyhow, he went out and fixed both the stupid things last night. one just needed a switch moved to adjust something er other...like my dad and tommy had been telling him!!!!!!!!!!! the other? he'd been letting off the seat kill-switch and...what? ....KILLING IT!!!!!! URGH!!!!!!!!!!! I swear, sometimes I just wanna throttle those people. you can take the pun or leave it. I just wanna clobber them! I know, I know...just pray for me!!

-- mom's been up here yesterday and today, love her heart. I wish she didn't feel like the state of my house reflects on her, but somehow she does. but I really do appreciate it when she helps out like this. I just hate feeling like she's killing herself. *sigh* I'm getting ready to finish waxing the hardwood, which has needed doing for literally y e a r s. she just got me started on the picking up so much ssttuuffff in the floor! anyhow...I have almost all the windows flung wide open...and I'm sweating. (lovely image, eh?) I'm not turning on the air til I'm gasping for breath, you hear me? I'm holding out as long as possible!

-- I need d e s p e r a t e l y to finish all the editing on my sis's wedding pix. GAH! I have most of our family's pix done, to be honest...and am kinda dreading doing the others. shame on me, I know. speaking of the happy-swappy couple...we all took mamaw out for her 92nd birthday to cr@cker b@rrel the other day so I got to look the bil over a bit...sis got him to grow himself a gotee and comb his hair differently and he looks really nice! who knew?!? rofl!!! wish she'd done that before the wedding! lol! he's warming up to us a bit now, but is still just .... well, just him. not the cut-up and loud-laughy type that we are...but he's learning to deal with us, I guess. ha!

-- okay now...no more white space! yay! hope to start being able to make less sporatic visits to ya'll, but don't hold me to it just yet. it's just too pretty outside to sit in here, know what I mean?!?! hope you're getting to enjoy the weather where you are too! hugs and smoochies~~~

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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!

Posted by subject G~ at 08:18 PM | Permalink | Comments (12) | TrackBacks (0)

Well, this whole week-without-kids thing has been completely different than I had imagined it'd be.

We've been eating out a lot. That's o k a y, but not like wildly enjoyable. Mostly we've been eating out because we're both so pooped it's either starve or go get something. Sheesh!

You wanna know what we did Sunday? After they packed up and left us, left me bawling after the whole 3-minute crash course on what to do if they all die---then went speeding off down the road, waving happily?!?!?!?!

Well, it was close to 11am by then, but we both kinda needed a bit of a recoup period, so we just flopped in the living room and talked about what all we could do...or rather, Tommy talked about what we could do, and I'd then inform him of how I didn't feel like it. Guh.

We'd been rushing around like crazy since rolling out of bed about four hours earlier. I had splashed my face with water just to get my eyes open and merely dragged a brush through my hair and snapped a couple of barrettes into it to keep the bangs outta my face. I pulled on an old "work" t-shirt and a bleach-spotted pair of jeans. That was the extent of my attire. As for Tommy? I don't think he'd even combed his hair. He had on the shirt he'd worn when we took the boys out to eat the night before. Unbelievably, it didn't have food on it. He'd put on the same jeans, too, which wasn't a big deal considering he'd only had them on a little over an hour. Doing laundry is not my favorite thing, y'know. But it'd been nice if he had hung them up instead of just throwing them on the floor if he was going to wear them again. *sigh* He put on one of probably two pair of totally white socks then his paint-spotted light-camel colored suede boat shoes. The ones that all the boys grab anytime they need to run outside for a minute...in the mud, rain, snow, etc...

With this in mind..... we finally opted to just run over to Kay-Eff-See to pick up some chicken. Since we were doing the drive thru, nobody was going to doll-up, so we just jumped in the truck and left. Of course, as we pulled away, Tommy says, "You wanna go down to the lake and eat?"

Gah! It's quite a drive to the lake, first of all. Secondly, Karen was gonig to by coming by in a little while to discuss possible purchase of the Trep. Thirdly? WE LOOKED LIKE CRAP WITH A HEAPING SIDE OF CRAP!!!

Sheesh! So, I said how's about we just find somewhere closer with trees where we can hear birds?

Okay...so we drove to the other side of town to an area that's pretty wooded...it's near the County Extention Ofc...that's right across from the Eff-Bee-Eye Complex...which are both located behind the next couple of places I'll mention.

We pulled into the parking lot and Tommy says, "Duh! Why didn't we just go down to the pond at home?!?!" Sheesh! I agreed, so we drove on through the shopping center, where Tommy then says, "Heeeeeyyyyy, is Seers open today?!---I need to go in there..." I says fine, then I need to go in BeegLoots, which is right next door.

"Are you gonna go like that?" asks a very unwise Tommy. I say, "Why not? What are you trying to say? Besides, are YOU going to go like THAT?" To which he answers, "Well, I'm game if you are." And I reply, "Fine, but if we see anybody we know, I will slit your throat."

"Um, well, okay," says a nervous Tommy, "do you just wanna eat right here in the parking lot?!" Um....well, it's not like I haven't done that before...so.....we proceed to partake of our chicken dinner, FINALLY, in the parking lot at the shopping center.

Soon there's an old car that pulls into the space in front of us. And older man, probably close to 80, gets out. He's wearing a bright pink oxford shirt and slacks, a big watch and big rings. From the passenger side steps a woman close to the same age, probably a bit younger, wearing faded red peddal pushers that are a little too small, a sleeveless top with one of those metal-link belts at her waist, the ends of it hitting about her knees. Over that she has a sleeveless tunic. Her longish hair is tied back in a scarf. She has sparkly thongs on her feet (gasp! don't even GO there!!) She was quite thick in the middle and they were a funny site, so of course we began to analyze them.

I explained to Tommy that she was his mistress and was carrying his love child. You could tell he was a swinger by the pink shirt. Oh, and by those support undies wrapped around the car annena.

Um, yeah.

Anyhow...yes, we DID go into the stores all nasty and grody looking. Nobody knew us, thank the Lord. I bought a few goodies in BL, and Tommy bought NOTHING in Seers, PTL! ;) He did find out how to exchange a faulty tool, though.

So, that's how we spent that first evening, other than starting car-deal talk with Karen.

Which brings me to yesterday when WE SOLD THE TREP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOO &-a HOO!!!!

Yep. Tommy checked on the damage to her other vehichle and it was beyond repair unless she wanted to sink about 2K into it. GAH! So, she paid half down and will make payments on the rest. Corey's thrilled.

The Dee-Cee Crew are having a great time, it seems. Corey lost his 'net access after that first night. But we've been talking by phone when "free minutes" begin. Heh! He says he has tons of pix and I can't even begin to take in all the info he tries to give me.

He said he'd written a post like that second day, so we'll have to see what that's like when he gets back. Casey and the Grands are doing great too. Sounds like they will start heading back soon. Dad's got so many calls for work...well, it's getting critical. *sigh*

Anyhow, they're planning to be back sometime Sunday evening, so the trip isn't gonna last as long as they'd hoped or planned. But I can't wait to hear all the poop!! ;Þ

Since we got the Trep sold and transferred yesterday, we are now concentrating on the Fast Horsey, here on out referred to as FH. *snicker* It is now paid off and we have the title in hand. Problem is it's a salvage title and we need to get it cleared, but that means fixin' which means buyin' parts and WORK!!!

They've had fits trying to find the wheels for this FH. They're kinda rare or something and Corey wants to put it back stock. They ARE really cool wheels. Anyhow, one is cracked, so we've been on the hunt for another (or two, since another one is damaged (but not dangerous to drive with). Tommy finally tracked down a place in TN that has at least one, plus the fender that's needed. And I THINK that'll be all the parts they need to get started working on this bay-bay. ;) After they get that stuff done, then they have to take it for inspection, pay a lofty fee so they can get the cleared title back in 2 days, instead of 2 weeks. Considering we'll be down to one vehicle til then, it's kinda important.

We've told Corey he can't use our vehicle to drive to Duh County anymore! That's when the check engine light started coming on.

Okay, okay...I'm kidding about the not driving to Duh County, but not about the light. However, if he breaks it driving to or from Duh County?--- then WE GET THE FAST HORSEY!!! WOOO! ROFL! He'll have to hoof it or pedal it back and forth to Duh from now on and get some sort of basket for The Girl. ROFLMBO!!!!!!!!! (now that would be worth hiding in wait with a camera, wouldn't it Girl's Mother?! LOL!)

Oh, well...anyhow, looks like we'll be heading to TN sometime tomorrow to get some parts. Tommy's hating to take more time off work (he had to take off most of the day yesterday to take care of the Trep stuff) but there's NO WAY I'm going down there on a Saturday. Traffic is HORRIBLE!!!!!

Alrighty then. I think that gets you all up to date. Other than telling you that I've got this horrible dry wheezy hacking cough that about kills me each night? Yeah, that's it. I'm tired. Very tired.

Have a wonderful weekend if I don't post before then!!!

Blessings!

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Well, I have survived the first 3/4 day without my little childrens. *sigh* Okay, so they're not so little. I tend to wax nostalgic these days anyway and let them go 800 miles away? Well that just turns it on hot and heavy.

Lately, I walk by and see those big bottles of bubbles...y'know, the kind you blow through the long plastic wand? And my mind flies back to the days when I could buy one of those and we could spend hours in the yard just laughing....me blowing bubbles while the kids chased them and played with various pets. I see coloring books and think how I used to buy them and we'd color and cut out the pictures or stick them on the fridge. How we made homemade clay once, and it was a big flop, but we had a ball squishing it on the counter. Then we got some REAL clay, and the boys made beads (a future necklace project that never got finished) and little men with oversized smiles and eyes....

Lord, how I miss those days. *sniffle*

I guess I'm with Kym and a few others I've talked with and read lately. We have new and slightly-less-than-new teens and we don't know how they got that way. We're suffering from the Where Did My Baby Go syndrome. The symptoms are feeling as if you were just holding your wiggly giggly infant a few hours ago, your laughing toddler's chubby hand mere minutes ago, and snuggling your six-year-old under the covers while you giggled about how the flashlight made your faces look just a few seconds ago. You could just swear it was so!

And now? You're there looking at not so much children as young adults, who claim to be, are supposed to be your BABIES!!! WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN?!?!?!?

I'm not through with my babies yet. *cry* How does a mother deal with the regret that she didn't spend enough time giggling and playing? That maybe she freaked about spilled juice a bit much? That she didn't take the children places because she felt so bad those days and couldn't? That maybe she wasted those fleeting, precious years?

CAN a mother deal with it? Obviously, most do since there are so many happy grammas out there. I just can't help feeling SOOOOO melancholy these days.

My little boys are gone!!! They are practically men now. (well, not Casey...he still has some pesky boy things going on....and lordy, how I'm struggling to "appreciate" them so I don't feel even worse when he's gone....)

....to be continued......

Posted by subject G~ at 08:13 AM | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBacks (0)

sheesh!

I can't keep up with life these days!! Not even with my own blog, let alone with everyone else's!

So okay, I'm posting to avoid that horrible blank void on my blog. What to say?

Most of what I could say, you probably don't wanna hear....

Sis and her new man seem to be happy as the proverbial two turtle doves. They didn't go anywhere. Well, I mean they didn't go stay anywhere. They ran all over town and visited just about everyone they know. They put up their mailbox and had their sa+illi+e +v installed and a new phone jack put in...they had coffee every morning on the porch together and watched the sun set out there in the evening.

All in all, I think that taking the week to just spend at home together was a good idea. Even though I kept pushing them to GO SOMEWHERE. I wish Tommy and I had had a week to spend together instead of just a few days. *sigh* Yeah, we had a great few days, but it was over and back to The Grind way too soon. I think the Bible custom of the new couple having a year...a YEAR....to learn about each other, to become accustomed to being two-as-one, etc. is an EXCELLENT idea! ;) Even a month or two nowadays would be wonderful. *sigh* If only!

Anyhow...I even think maybe we'll learn to get along with Him. ;) It's still a little early to say for sure. I mean, we have yet to get through the holidays with the new couple. (I'm dreading that, somehow...we've been doing it "our way" for a long time, now we gotta change it again. poo) He seems to do better one-on-one with people than in a group. Maybe. Case helped with the mailbox thing. He got some tools for them and He talked an unusual lot to Case. Then when they came up here to return the tools, He talked to me some about computers. Maybe it's in getting on a topic he relates heavily too as well. Hmm... Ah, well...

I'm still going to the chiro. Still not "holding" re: the atlas (upper most bone in spine, where skull rests) Still getting some headaches, but they seem to be more in the neck and jaw area and not so much like the migraines I had been getting. They're bad all the same, though. *sigh*

I'm still taking all of the meds I had been. About half of which cause drowsiness and/or fatigue. :( I am SO tired of being tired. I could sleep all day and all night, I think. The only good thing is that the one migraine med causes a loss of appetite and so, I've been losing some weight, or at least some inches. Now if I only had enough energy to get some exercise! *sigh* For now, I won't complain about being down a size. No way!

Things are coming together for Corey's M-st@ng, parts are being gathered, half the balance has been paid off in one third of the time alotted. We got him the struts that made it drivable for his birthday and Casey bought him a silver pony to replace the faded red-white-blue one with the broken tail. Ptiful! So he was thrilled and he's so pleased to have half of it paid off already. If the Trep and the Expl0rer will just hold up til ... well, til we can get by without them, I guess. Sheesh.

I am now looking for a vehicle that costs under 20K and gets 50mpg. Tommy says I'll be looking for a long time. *hmph* I'm sick of these blasted gas prices. And what with the Exp's check engine light coming on and all manner of other not-so-groovy things going on with it? Well, I figure I might oughta be looking. Even if we can't afford to buy anything. Maybe we oughta just get the bikes serviced? Do like Bikin' Abby? Hmm? Except we live in the rurals, not the 'burbs. Buzzing over to the Stop-n-Shop for a few items isn't an option. *sigh* When we make a trip to the grocery, it's for more than a bike basketful. *siiiigh*

We've now mowed the yard twice. It's needed it probably four times. Dandelions are running amok, of course, like they do every year. But it's been absolutely gorgeous on the good days and just dreamy to have the windows open and be able to hear the birds and feel the breezes. I've instructed the boys that when I'm old and ready for the home, just make sure I can hear the birds. That makes all the difference in the world to me. To be able to hear the birds. *ahhhh*

The Linda-gang finally made it to my humble sty a few days ago. After the rain cancelling a cookout at their house, and a ton of baby chicks taking up their living room, we had them over here. Wild. :) I actually made it through the prep, which wasn't much considering that they brought basically all of the food!! I think a basically good time was had by all. At least the kids. "When can we come back, Mom?"
"We have to go home first."
"Can we go home and then come right back?"
You can guess what she said at like 10:30pm?? LOL!

Well, that's about all I can do for an update right now. I'm really hurting tonight. Always hurts pretty bad after one of those adjustments with the big thingie. What is that thing, Claire? Anyhow, it wipes me out. Hope I can recoup tonight so I can tackle the grocery list tomorrow! Oh, and the laundry. Gah. How I hate laundry.

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I'm very, 'stremely tired, so here are some kinda random photos for you and my fren' Speedy to tell you a little about how things went.....

Hondelay! Hondelay! [no, I don't know how to spell it OR what it means and I've look ALL over the web for it. DEAL with it. you know what I mean...] Arriba! Arriba!! Speedy Gonzolez heere. No time for chateeng. Dar eez news to report! First photo, pleez?

No, hee's no sad...hee tryeeng no treep on dee chaarz. Si, da senorita, shee lookeeng booteeful.

Weddeeng eez ovur. Now eez time for de keessseeng! Iy! Iy!!!

Heere eez de seelly lookeeng couple. Si. It look like hee hass beeen chake-eeng her chimichangas back dar, but hey *shrug* Whachoo gon' do? Dey eez mah-reed today!

Heere eez de mose eem-portan' part of de marr-y-age! De cake!

Meybey de chake-eeng of de chimichangas waz too much for dem?

Heere eez de keez from de mama. Deez eez de G~'s favorite photograph, she tell me.

Heere eez de new familee all together. Awww.

De newlyweds eescapeeng...

De happee an' ree-leeved an' tired an' broke an' tired an' ree-leeved an' tired...parents.

Heere eez jess some random cheelrens who come to de weddeeng to eat food.

[next day] Thees eez de G~'s boy. Hee eez now old.

Des eez some weird bunch of hombres, no? Si!!!

[April 2] Thees eez de G~'s other boy. Hee eez now old too. But not so old as that other boy.

Day teenkeeng meybey hee eez haveeng some mental problems, si?

An' heere eez real live turkee. Oh, an' dead one eez on de ground dar.

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