Thanks to the O so fabulous ETk...my sidebar has a little ditty to help me remember how many days untill she and I go see Cheekymonkey!!!! Actually I think ETK told me that Cheeky found the counter thing....but ETK put it on my blog for me...I'm challenged ya know.. ;)
Mini vacation!!! yay for me!...and us... :) I visited the Chicago area wayyyy back in the 80's when we lived in Indiana. Even got to go to a game at Wrigley Field. That was wayyyy cool. It was cold as hell in the nose bleed section but I didn't care. I love baseball!
Let's see, what else is on the ol grape today?......
Gotta make a shout out to my Squiddly and his lovely. Today is their 14th anniversary! Wow...how time flies. We were stationed at Cherry Point N.C. at the time. He got married in California. His Mom flew me out there to be his present. Seriously! I remember almost every detail of that day. He was so young...it seemed. I got to finally meet his bride then....Loved her from the start! Talk about a perfect pair. Squeezers to them!!!
Parentals seem to be doing really well lately. Hope I didn't jinx that....not that I'm superstitious or anything...;) I'm just hoping...
Worked on the tile job last night. Our fridge and stove are out of their respective homes at the moment. Makes for quite a disorganized mess. But that's ok.....sort of matches my grape at times...lol....in fact...walking into the kitchen is like visiting my grape. ha ha ha ...lol....serioulsy. However, once the tile job is done and everything finds it's home again...so will my grape. Hopefully.
Pain pills are nice aren't they?! I rather like the fuzzy feeling the give me. Hummmm.....
K..that's it...no more rambles from me today..
I'm boring myself.
Can't go for a walk today cuz I might melt. Yep, it's raining. Mom always said I wouldn't melt in the rain cuz sugar melts but'shit' don't t...lol...but I'm sure I've sweetened up since then.
I must admit, at 13 I grew horns and kept them polished to a high gloss!
Think I'll sit on the porch for a while and soak up some...rain smells. :)
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
squishin' the grape
Thank all ya'll for your very kind words about my new blog name.....AND for the really kind words about the picture of me that I put up. I was a wee bit hesitant for a while but I thought well heck...why not...I put other pics of me on this here blog...so...I picked one that I liked of course...w/o my glasses....cuz I hate wearing glasses....but that's another story. lol-ha-ha
Anywho, I took her home after church; visited with the X DIL and her new family and got home in time to head back to Tulsa to take the parentals to dinner. Phew....by Monday morning I was a mess.
I had scheduled a Dr. appt. on Friday b/c I haven't been feeling well for quite a while. he didn't tell me anything I wanted to hear...or expected to hear for that matter. I didn't eat or drink anything in case he needed to do a blood test. That gave me a headache...and he didn't do the damn test!**chicken biscuits**
anywhoodle...seems as though my leg pain is actually from my back. Now, I've had back pain for..oooooh...25 years or so. I have degenerative disks. I've always known when my back was acting up before. This felt different though. He xrays my hips.....they're fine....I knew that....but he swears it's my back. He's going to schedule an MRI for me. Great. SFD!!! In the mean time I've got some new pain pills for when the Advils don't kick in enough.
Then I talked to him about being so flipping tired all the time. he says i probably have sleep apnea. What??!!! #$^*&^#%$#%$ really? I'm just not buying that one. He said stress can cause allot of physical symptoms.... really? who knew? but that was it. Do I need some sort of drug to help me cope with that maybe?? Evidently not. He'd hate to get me started on a cycle of pills like that? whatthefuck???
Clearly I'm having a few issues with this whole care-giver-call-girl- profession I have going on...but not wanting to me on a cycle of pills to cope??? fucking idiot
So, I spent the rest of the day, Monday, in bed. Headache from hell struck. Food wouldn't get it to go away. Nothing helped. Not even those little new pain pills. Hummmm.....Clearly I'm about to die I thought. I was naucous...dizzy...light hurt....fitfull sleep. But I woke up Tuesday feeling human. And amazed that I was still alive. Seriously.
Later on after the fog lifted, I figured it all out. I had a Migraine!!! A bleeping migraine!!
Long story short....( you're welcome).....I told the parentals I need to take better care of myself and that each day I was going out walking for a while...I'd be back when I was finished...there would be some days where I couldn't scrub the floors and tubs.....and in general that if I didn't take better care of myself then I couldn't take care of them either. They were completely understanding and agreed with everything.
Hummm....for some reason that surprised me.
I have a fear of disappointing people. ( who guessed that?)
They're not disappointed.
me either.
That's it for now.
Gotta get to work.
Ike will be here this weekend. shitfuckdamn..... just saying....
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Anywho, I took her home after church; visited with the X DIL and her new family and got home in time to head back to Tulsa to take the parentals to dinner. Phew....by Monday morning I was a mess.
I had scheduled a Dr. appt. on Friday b/c I haven't been feeling well for quite a while. he didn't tell me anything I wanted to hear...or expected to hear for that matter. I didn't eat or drink anything in case he needed to do a blood test. That gave me a headache...and he didn't do the damn test!**chicken biscuits**
anywhoodle...seems as though my leg pain is actually from my back. Now, I've had back pain for..oooooh...25 years or so. I have degenerative disks. I've always known when my back was acting up before. This felt different though. He xrays my hips.....they're fine....I knew that....but he swears it's my back. He's going to schedule an MRI for me. Great. SFD!!! In the mean time I've got some new pain pills for when the Advils don't kick in enough.
Then I talked to him about being so flipping tired all the time. he says i probably have sleep apnea. What??!!! #$^*&^#%$#%$ really? I'm just not buying that one. He said stress can cause allot of physical symptoms....
Clearly I'm having a few issues with this whole care-giver-call-girl- profession I have going on...but not wanting to me on a cycle of pills to cope???
So, I spent the rest of the day, Monday, in bed. Headache from hell struck. Food wouldn't get it to go away. Nothing helped. Not even those little new pain pills. Hummmm.....Clearly I'm about to die I thought. I was naucous...dizzy...light hurt....fitfull sleep. But I woke up Tuesday feeling human. And amazed that I was still alive. Seriously.
Later on after the fog lifted, I figured it all out. I had a Migraine!!! A bleeping migraine!!
Long story short....( you're welcome).....I told the parentals I need to take better care of myself and that each day I was going out walking for a while...I'd be back when I was finished...there would be some days where I couldn't scrub the floors and tubs.....and in general that if I didn't take better care of myself then I couldn't take care of them either. They were completely understanding and agreed with everything.
Hummm....for some reason that surprised me.
I have a fear of disappointing people. ( who guessed that?)
They're not disappointed.
me either.
That's it for now.
Gotta get to work.
Ike will be here this weekend. shitfuckdamn..... just saying....
Friday, September 5, 2008
What cha think??
I'm not sure about the name..
I just couldn't get rid of the Paint and Spackle part...not completely anyway.
I'll try it on for a while and see if it grows on me.
Thanks for all the suggestions.
:)
I just couldn't get rid of the Paint and Spackle part...not completely anyway.
I'll try it on for a while and see if it grows on me.
Thanks for all the suggestions.
:)
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
New blog name???????
I'm thinking I need to rename my blog.
I named it Paint and Spackle b/c that was when I used to do most of my thinking. However....more often than not....that's not the case anymore. My grape gets squished all over the place anymore. Driving, doing laundry, swimming...etc. I'm usually just in a fog when I do the p & s thing lately.
So, I'm thinking of just calling it 'TT's Brain Squishers' or something along those lines. Maybe 'TT's Squishers'.....or 'TT's Grape Juice'.....or ....I don't know..............
What cha think?
I named it Paint and Spackle b/c that was when I used to do most of my thinking. However....more often than not....that's not the case anymore. My grape gets squished all over the place anymore. Driving, doing laundry, swimming...etc. I'm usually just in a fog when I do the p & s thing lately.
So, I'm thinking of just calling it 'TT's Brain Squishers' or something along those lines. Maybe 'TT's Squishers'.....or 'TT's Grape Juice'.....or ....I don't know..............
What cha think?
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Huge squish!!!!!!!!!!
You know....when Lovee was active duty in the USMC for 23 years....we moved every 2 to 3 years. I always looked forward to it as an adventure. When I was young I was all about adventure. Isn't everyone?? Well,ok...my Mother never liked it but she's not from this planet anyway. And change. I always thouht change was a good thing. It kept things from getting stale..and mundane. Guess that could be why I changed boyfriends so often...lol....
I digress..........
anywho...after the kids came along, whenever we moved, I would take 2 or 3 months before I looked for a job so I could get us adjusted to our new base and town. I would have to get a new drivers licence, learn the new town, learn where the commissary was and the medical clinic....where the schools were....the usual stuff. Adapt to the changes. I would also have to get our house set up and organized and somewhere in there build myself a new network of friends. I loved it!!! Every bit of it. I loved living away from my parents. (Geesh, I can't believe I actually put that in print.) I actually think that because we didn't have any family to run to when things got difficult between Lovee and I ( yes it happened...rarely though!) it made us stronger. There was no one else in the family to take sides with or fuel the situation.
We would visit with family, back here in Oklahoma, whenever we were driving to a new duty station. It was fun. Especially w/ Lovee's family. I adore/adored them. Unfortunately Lovee's Mom died when we were stationed in Okinawa. He flew back by himself. We couldn't afford for all of us to go. It was terrifically sad for all of us. Lovee's Dad, Mister as we all called him, passed away when we were stationed in San Antonio. We all attended that funeral...which I still have a hard time talking about. Oh how I loved that man! Everyone loved him. Lovee is looking more and more like him as he gets older. Makes me smile. ;) ( more change)
Our last move was from Texas to Cherry Point, N. Carolina. Lovee decided he would retire when the last 2 kids graduated in 1996. He said when it wasn't fun any more....as in being one of Uncle Sams Merry Children....it was time to go. We eventually decided to move back to Oklahoma so we could be near the family that was left. Lovee had a favorite Uncle left and since he was the closest person to a Dad he had left,it made sense. At that time we also made the decision that since my parentals were both still alive...it might be good to be close in case they needed our help as the got older. ( My parents scoffed at that idea btw)
Everything was going along great. We had our house built....we got good jobs.....all but 1 of our kids boomeranged a bit, but that's ok. (Sometimes it takes a while to figure things out.) I learned how to stay in one place for more that 2 or 3 years. That actually was the hardest part. Another change. ;)
I loved moving around....new places...new people....new jobs....uh, actually I hated to leave my job in San Antonio but that's a whole different story-lol.........new...new...new.... change,change,change...........
I even adjusted to living in a small town. I loved our life after his retirement. Still do. Mostly. Most days.
I'm still struggling with my present job though. I didn't anticipate the abruptness of this particular change.
'
Do you see where this is going?? lol
When Lovee and I talked about my parentals needing help one day....I agreed completely and was on board with the whole idea. It was my idea to quit my job and take this on after hearing of my Mom's struggles, and seeing how frail they were getting. It's in my nature to be a nurturer. That's just me.
But it's easier to nurture your young kids....or grand kids.....
Parentals want the nurturing part and all that goes with it; and they'll change some things to accommodate that....but not much.
They resist....heavily...at doing what I ask....even if it may be better....simply because it's a change. With kids, my reply would be " this isn't a democracy....do it"...or something equally cheezy....but I can't use that on the parentals. I tried, but was reminded that's not going to happen...whatever it was.
I guess what I've been trying to say........is I've always been adaptable....changable. I'm proud of my adaptability. You know....in the Marines...it's overcome, improvise and adapt.
I just can't seem to find it here. I'm met with too much resistance. It wears me out. And try as I might, they refuse to go to their room whenever I ground them!!!! So much for tt in charge.
Not sure why I posted this. I guess on some level, I'm reaffirming to myself that I'm not failing...I'm coping as best I can....and that's ok. Some things just can't be changed. No matter how much we want them to.
But please................please...............do not let this happen to my Lovee and I. That's my plea to the universe.
Hello...universe...Are you listening??????
I know all of our urchins would provide us with loving care if we needed it.....but I sincerely hope that it will never be necessary. I don't want them to change that much. They're perfect just the way they are. No need in proving it to anyone. I already know it to be true.
Please make it so.
I digress..........
anywho...after the kids came along, whenever we moved, I would take 2 or 3 months before I looked for a job so I could get us adjusted to our new base and town. I would have to get a new drivers licence, learn the new town, learn where the commissary was and the medical clinic....where the schools were....the usual stuff. Adapt to the changes. I would also have to get our house set up and organized and somewhere in there build myself a new network of friends. I loved it!!! Every bit of it. I loved living away from my parents. (Geesh, I can't believe I actually put that in print.) I actually think that because we didn't have any family to run to when things got difficult between Lovee and I ( yes it happened...rarely though!) it made us stronger. There was no one else in the family to take sides with or fuel the situation.
We would visit with family, back here in Oklahoma, whenever we were driving to a new duty station. It was fun. Especially w/ Lovee's family. I adore/adored them. Unfortunately Lovee's Mom died when we were stationed in Okinawa. He flew back by himself. We couldn't afford for all of us to go. It was terrifically sad for all of us. Lovee's Dad, Mister as we all called him, passed away when we were stationed in San Antonio. We all attended that funeral...which I still have a hard time talking about. Oh how I loved that man! Everyone loved him. Lovee is looking more and more like him as he gets older. Makes me smile. ;) ( more change)
Our last move was from Texas to Cherry Point, N. Carolina. Lovee decided he would retire when the last 2 kids graduated in 1996. He said when it wasn't fun any more....as in being one of Uncle Sams Merry Children....it was time to go. We eventually decided to move back to Oklahoma so we could be near the family that was left. Lovee had a favorite Uncle left and since he was the closest person to a Dad he had left,it made sense. At that time we also made the decision that since my parentals were both still alive...it might be good to be close in case they needed our help as the got older. ( My parents scoffed at that idea btw)
Everything was going along great. We had our house built....we got good jobs.....all but 1 of our kids boomeranged a bit, but that's ok. (Sometimes it takes a while to figure things out.) I learned how to stay in one place for more that 2 or 3 years. That actually was the hardest part. Another change. ;)
I loved moving around....new places...new people....new jobs....uh, actually I hated to leave my job in San Antonio but that's a whole different story-lol.........new...new...new.... change,change,change...........
I even adjusted to living in a small town. I loved our life after his retirement. Still do. Mostly. Most days.
I'm still struggling with my present job though. I didn't anticipate the abruptness of this particular change.
'
Do you see where this is going?? lol
When Lovee and I talked about my parentals needing help one day....I agreed completely and was on board with the whole idea. It was my idea to quit my job and take this on after hearing of my Mom's struggles, and seeing how frail they were getting. It's in my nature to be a nurturer. That's just me.
But it's easier to nurture your young kids....or grand kids.....
Parentals want the nurturing part and all that goes with it; and they'll change some things to accommodate that....but not much.
They resist....heavily...at doing what I ask....even if it may be better....simply because it's a change. With kids, my reply would be " this isn't a democracy....do it"...or something equally cheezy....but I can't use that on the parentals. I tried, but was reminded that's not going to happen...whatever it was.
I guess what I've been trying to say........is I've always been adaptable....changable. I'm proud of my adaptability. You know....in the Marines...it's overcome, improvise and adapt.
I just can't seem to find it here. I'm met with too much resistance. It wears me out. And try as I might, they refuse to go to their room whenever I ground them!!!! So much for tt in charge.
Not sure why I posted this. I guess on some level, I'm reaffirming to myself that I'm not failing...I'm coping as best I can....and that's ok. Some things just can't be changed. No matter how much we want them to.
But please................please...............do not let this happen to my Lovee and I. That's my plea to the universe.
Hello...universe...Are you listening??????
I know all of our urchins would provide us with loving care if we needed it.....but I sincerely hope that it will never be necessary. I don't want them to change that much. They're perfect just the way they are. No need in proving it to anyone. I already know it to be true.
Please make it so.
Shout out to the Potter man!!!
Here's some fun for ya...
Go over to the Pottery man and enter his contest. He's uber talented in the pottery and cooking relm. He's got a contest for the best joke. Keep it clean though, it's got to be kid friendly. Even I had a clean joke to tell. Yep...me and my pottie/sailors mouth can be kid friendly when it's necessary. lol
Seriously...go over there now!!!!
You may even find some things to get for Christmas presents....I did.
Woot! Go Gary!!!
Go over to the Pottery man and enter his contest. He's uber talented in the pottery and cooking relm. He's got a contest for the best joke. Keep it clean though, it's got to be kid friendly. Even I had a clean joke to tell. Yep...me and my pottie/sailors mouth can be kid friendly when it's necessary. lol
Seriously...go over there now!!!!
You may even find some things to get for Christmas presents....I did.
Woot! Go Gary!!!
rambleing squishes...
OK.
The laundry room is completely finished and we've got tile and grout in the hallway. Baseboards are next. Phew!!!! This is so time consuming. Lovee pent 8 hours doing the parentals yard yesterday. Yep...eight...8...Dad wanted the grass really short. Lovee is so good about keeping our yard and theirs looking beautiful...lush green w/o many weeds.....gorgeous. But he wasn't keeping the parentals yard super short like the fairways at the Club. Now it is. Seriously. He filled something like 25 bags!!!! He had to mow it 3 or 4 times to get it that short!! I was exhausted just hearing about it. Of course all that pretty green is gone now. Anyway....he didn't get home until I had finished the hall way. Boy was he surprised. My Sunshine girl came up and helped me finish the hall. We had a blast. I did anyway.( FYI- a rubber spatula works great for getting the grout in ) It was like we were paint and spackling the floor. lol ha
I took pics but i don't have time to post them now. I did a bit of a Mosaic at the threshold from the LR to the hall. Then I'll do another one into the kitchen. Turned out good I think.
Our Kitchen is going to be a%$@*&%$!# bit harder to do. It's got 2 layers of vinyl and we have to move the fridge and stove out. We already got under the dishwasher and scraped the bugs and shit construction debris out from under there.
While I'm working on this, I get a million ideas for new posts. But by the time I'm through they're gone. Or like last week.....everyday, when I was driving to mydungeon job parentals, I had crazy shit going through my head and I would ramble to myself over and over...but by the time I got there to write it all down...it was gone.
I'm not sure if it's a good thing or not...but once I sort through the junk that floats though the grape and get it all sorted into nice boxes....it's gone.....Whatever....right?
Enough rambles now.
I've got a mountain of laundry to do that I didn't get done over the weekend. duh....I was busy.
The laundry room is completely finished and we've got tile and grout in the hallway. Baseboards are next. Phew!!!! This is so time consuming. Lovee pent 8 hours doing the parentals yard yesterday. Yep...eight...8...Dad wanted the grass really short. Lovee is so good about keeping our yard and theirs looking beautiful...lush green w/o many weeds.....gorgeous. But he wasn't keeping the parentals yard super short like the fairways at the Club. Now it is. Seriously. He filled something like 25 bags!!!! He had to mow it 3 or 4 times to get it that short!! I was exhausted just hearing about it. Of course all that pretty green is gone now. Anyway....he didn't get home until I had finished the hall way. Boy was he surprised. My Sunshine girl came up and helped me finish the hall. We had a blast. I did anyway.( FYI- a rubber spatula works great for getting the grout in ) It was like we were paint and spackling the floor. lol ha
I took pics but i don't have time to post them now. I did a bit of a Mosaic at the threshold from the LR to the hall. Then I'll do another one into the kitchen. Turned out good I think.
Our Kitchen is going to be a
While I'm working on this, I get a million ideas for new posts. But by the time I'm through they're gone. Or like last week.....everyday, when I was driving to my
I'm not sure if it's a good thing or not...but once I sort through the junk that floats though the grape and get it all sorted into nice boxes....it's gone.....Whatever....right?
Enough rambles now.
I've got a mountain of laundry to do that I didn't get done over the weekend. duh....I was busy.
Friday, August 29, 2008
blogger is fucked up
Blogger is completely pissing me off!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm over at Farmers Wife's blog...cracking up and gigglesnorting at her vlogs....she drinks and talks a kazillion miles a second!!!! while twirling her hair....and talking about this being a piss and moan day.....and I try to comment......
what happened when I tried to comment? N.O.T.H.I.N.G.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
it wouldn't let me.
Grrrrrrrrrrr
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr
pfftt............
She cracks me up.
Go see her.
I'm over at Farmers Wife's blog...cracking up and gigglesnorting at her vlogs....she drinks and talks a kazillion miles a second!!!! while twirling her hair....and talking about this being a piss and moan day.....and I try to comment......
what happened when I tried to comment? N.O.T.H.I.N.G.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
it wouldn't let me.
Grrrrrrrrrrr
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr
pfftt............
She cracks me up.
Go see her.
a couple squishes....
this tile project that Lovee and I have going on is taking time away from my other activities. namely...Blogging!!!! Not that I mind.....I'm absolutely loving this project...completely!...but I'm missing so much in the blogsphere. I log on long enough to quickly..seriously quickly...skim a few lines of everyones blogs but I rarely have time to comment. :( So it goes...for a while anyway.
When I started this blog, the only other blogs I read were ETK and Alli. Then I started to read Cheekymonkey at ETK's urging and before you can say brainsquish....I started reading the comments of others and....Viola!! A monster was born. lol
Anywhoodle....where was I going with that?.............................
Oh yea...Well, now I finally get to meet Cheekymonkey!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! yep, live and in person. ETK and I are flying up to...Chicago....in October for a weekend!!!! I'm soooo excited!!!! I absolutely HATE to fly( especially alone)( how much are those little bottles of 'comfort' anyway?) and I really hate going anywhere w/o my Lovee...but....this is a must do. I get to see her little monkeyboy and meet the awesome Babe too!
I wish I could meet all ya'll. Wouldn't that be fun??!! I just shiver at the thought. :)
Yay for us!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oops........gotta jet..........the parentals are waiting.
When I started this blog, the only other blogs I read were ETK and Alli. Then I started to read Cheekymonkey at ETK's urging and before you can say brainsquish....I started reading the comments of others and....Viola!! A monster was born. lol
Anywhoodle....where was I going with that?.............................
Oh yea...Well, now I finally get to meet Cheekymonkey!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! yep, live and in person. ETK and I are flying up to...Chicago....in October for a weekend!!!! I'm soooo excited!!!! I absolutely HATE to fly( especially alone)( how much are those little bottles of 'comfort' anyway?) and I really hate going anywhere w/o my Lovee...but....this is a must do. I get to see her little monkeyboy and meet the awesome Babe too!
I wish I could meet all ya'll. Wouldn't that be fun??!! I just shiver at the thought. :)
Yay for us!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oops........gotta jet..........the parentals are waiting.
Saturday, August 23, 2008
I've been meaning to post these too ..:)
These are the flowers Pups and alli sent me for my birthday in July. Gorgeous!!!
This is Lovee on a ladder ( duh) putting some guttering on the North side of our casa. the rain was beating up my new flower bed. Couldn't have that now could we??!!
One of my small flower beds...I love my chicken..Sisterlittle gave it to me. Not sure why ;)
One of my flowers in the front of the house. It's a Hibiscus and the leaves look a wee bit like...grass....the smoking kind. {{snickersnort}}
And here is Lovee and Pebbles who's a whoppin' 6 years old now. She wanted o help her Dad mow the yard.
This is one of our Crepe Myrtles. I love these. Lovee wants a yard full of them.
This sort of speaks for it' self I think. Ever see 2 Ladybugs "doing it'???
ha :)
Me neither...I was fascinated actually. There was one lurking around and peeping...plus an ant showed up to see what all the commotion was about.
So, I think I'm about caught up in my picture posting for a while.
My sweet Sunshine Girl came up today for a visit and figured it all out for me. Thanks Sis!!!
Now, I've got to go help Lovee put the baseboards in.
Gawd......we've got a humongous job ahead of us....for the rest of the freaking year!!! but, It's looking great and all is well in TT and Lovee's world. Yay
The Cluster Fuck From Hell
Sunshine girl here... fixin this for Mom :) Here is the picture of Dad paint and spackling the laundry room floor.
The carpet has been torn up in the hallway going to the living room and going to the master suite. Who's that on the far left wall? Hum.....?
The hallway going to the master suite (to the left)
Carpet torn up by the back door outside of the kitchen. What a fucking mess underneath that carpet!!!! Ugh!
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Miller or Coors or Shiner or Bud....
I was on my way home tonight and glansed at a billboard ad for Beer. Hummmm, I thought, that looks good.
WHAT???????????
Did I really think that? I don't even LIKE beer.
Oh, I used to drink it waaaayyyyyyyyyy back in High School. Just because everyone else did...you know....being all cool and sh!t. :)
We'd drink then pee.......drink then pee......squatting up against a tree of course.... drink...pee...
I didn't even like it.
Then I started dating the 'big' boys....er...men. The over 21 guys who had the hard stuff...( snicker--can't talk about that 'hard' stuff....my urchins read this...T.M.I for sure!!!)
Anyhoodle....I discovered that's the good stuff there. Yummy....7&7 to be exact. Of course Scotch is yummy too.
ha/.........
Guess that's far enough down memory lane.................urchins and all.........ahem.......
What memories!
Gotta go have a smoke now...Oh.and get a drink of water...I'm thinking I must have been thirsty.
ha
WHAT???????????
Did I really think that? I don't even LIKE beer.
Oh, I used to drink it waaaayyyyyyyyyy back in High School. Just because everyone else did...you know....being all cool and sh!t. :)
We'd drink then pee.......drink then pee......squatting up against a tree of course.... drink...pee...
I didn't even like it.
Then I started dating the 'big' boys....er...men. The over 21 guys who had the hard stuff...( snicker--can't talk about that 'hard' stuff....my urchins read this...T.M.I for sure!!!)
Anyhoodle....I discovered that's the good stuff there. Yummy....7&7 to be exact. Of course Scotch is yummy too.
ha/.........
Guess that's far enough down memory lane.................urchins and all.........ahem.......
What memories!
Gotta go have a smoke now...Oh.and get a drink of water...I'm thinking I must have been thirsty.
ha
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Igmo strikes again..
Well, I uploaded the pics....looked at them...then tried to upload them to this here blog...and guess what? I just couldn't find them. What you say? No, really.....they're there, on my Kodak thingie...but they just won't go to my blog. I spent almost 2 precious hours this morning trying to get it to work. nada!
That's the way my grape works sometimes. I just decides to squish information that I haven't used in a few days...yes, days....and I never really know where it goes. My grape has a grape of it's own! I'm used to it but my kids find it amusing and scarey at times. it used to scare me too, but obviously I got used to it.
so, Maybe Lovee can find them for me...or sunshine daughter can when she visits us this weekend. Maybe the grape will quit playing ' lets move the boxes around to another room'...or maybe not. We'll see.
I'm anxious for you to see the progress. We really did work on the tile this weekend. and I love it. Grouting may happen tonight. Yay.
That is unless the grape decides to squish without my permission....Gotta find a cure for that.
Aha!...post it notes............maybe?
Wonder where I put those?
That's the way my grape works sometimes. I just decides to squish information that I haven't used in a few days...yes, days....and I never really know where it goes. My grape has a grape of it's own! I'm used to it but my kids find it amusing and scarey at times. it used to scare me too, but obviously I got used to it.
so, Maybe Lovee can find them for me...or sunshine daughter can when she visits us this weekend. Maybe the grape will quit playing ' lets move the boxes around to another room'...or maybe not. We'll see.
I'm anxious for you to see the progress. We really did work on the tile this weekend. and I love it. Grouting may happen tonight. Yay.
That is unless the grape decides to squish without my permission....Gotta find a cure for that.
Aha!...post it notes............maybe?
Wonder where I put those?
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Almost done :)
I am sooooo sore I can hardly type!
We had loads of fun. It took much longer than we expected though. Should have expected that . lol
Due to all the prep work we only got half the laundry room done on Sunday. I forgot we still had to go back to Tulsa and take the parentals to dinner. Yep...every-freaking-Sunday we have to take them out to dinner. It's not too bad actually. But..I thought we may get to skip this Sunday....guess not. :)
Anywho...we finished the tile works yesterday. It looks fabulous!!!! The tile we picked will hide a multitude sins..if you get my drift. **snicker**ha It's variegated colors of browns and tans. Woo-hoo!
I had to go to the store after we stopped to pick up a couple things and when I walked back in the house, Lovee had pulled up the carpet in the hallway between the laundry room and the kitchen!! We're gonna do that too!!!!
The project is growing!!!!!!!!!!!! PLUS...........we're going to extend the tile partially into our living room by the back door. That carpet is up now too!!!! OMG!!! The bare concrete floor looks better than that carpet did!
I won't be dusting for a while..**cough-cough**what a mess.
I took pictures, honest....
Gotta get Lovee to upload them for me. I forgot how ...again. OY!!
We may grout the laundry room tonight if we're not too pooped. BUT..............................before we can do anything else I have to make another purchase.
Knee pads!!!!!!!!
My knees are soooo bruised. We knelt on stadium pads leftover from the kids HS days 12 years ago!! but evidently they weren't padded enough! I have serious bruises on my knees. Ouchie!
I also discovered I LOVE demolition! Tearing stuff out is so fun to me. Go figure.
Gosh the house is a mess....which normally would drive me nucking futs...........but i don't care much right now.
All is right in TT's world.
Yay for me!
Pics soon, I promise ;)
We had loads of fun. It took much longer than we expected though. Should have expected that . lol
Due to all the prep work we only got half the laundry room done on Sunday. I forgot we still had to go back to Tulsa and take the parentals to dinner. Yep...every-freaking-Sunday we have to take them out to dinner. It's not too bad actually. But..I thought we may get to skip this Sunday....guess not. :)
Anywho...we finished the tile works yesterday. It looks fabulous!!!! The tile we picked will hide a multitude sins..if you get my drift. **snicker**ha It's variegated colors of browns and tans. Woo-hoo!
I had to go to the store after we stopped to pick up a couple things and when I walked back in the house, Lovee had pulled up the carpet in the hallway between the laundry room and the kitchen!! We're gonna do that too!!!!
The project is growing!!!!!!!!!!!! PLUS...........we're going to extend the tile partially into our living room by the back door. That carpet is up now too!!!! OMG!!! The bare concrete floor looks better than that carpet did!
I won't be dusting for a while..**cough-cough**what a mess.
I took pictures, honest....
Gotta get Lovee to upload them for me. I forgot how ...again. OY!!
We may grout the laundry room tonight if we're not too pooped. BUT..............................before we can do anything else I have to make another purchase.
Knee pads!!!!!!!!
My knees are soooo bruised. We knelt on stadium pads
I also discovered I LOVE demolition! Tearing stuff out is so fun to me. Go figure.
Gosh the house is a mess....which normally would drive me nucking futs...........but i don't care much right now.
All is right in TT's world.
Yay for me!
Pics soon, I promise ;)
Friday, August 15, 2008
I'm slow but I learn...eventually
Note to self: DO NOT READ THE MOM HER 'REAL' HOROSCOPE !!!! DO NOT TELL HER HOW MANY STARS ARE FORCASTED FOR HER DAY!!
Yep...i think this may be part of the problem. Our local paper has a horoscope with stars.
5 stars = excellent
4 stars = good
3 stars = average
2 stars = so-so
(1 star doesn't exist evidently)
She greets me each morning with " How many stars do I have today?" And each morning, silly me, I read it to her. Well, from now on I'm gonna lie my ass off if it's anything below a 4!!
The days that she drove me to 'medicate'....she had 3's.
She made a comment today about how she must be having a '5' because she felt 'pretty good'. so I looked and low and behold there were only 2 stars today!! Seriously...a big huge light flashed above my head and I said " yep.....you've got a 5 alright". She said the past few days really felt like 2's or 3's...but not today.
She puts stock in that stuff! Who knew?? Evidently not me!
She's going to have a 4 tomorrow. I don't want to make her supicious.:)
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I get to take Sunday and Monday off !!!! Yay for me!!
Lovee and I are going to start the tile jpb in the laundry room sunday morning. then finish with the grouting on Monday. I'm so excited I can hardly stand it.
Mom said I could have the time off since "you do so much for us that I need to help you where I can".
Generous to a fault I'd say. :)
I'll take pics. I might even get around to posting them -lol
Yep...i think this may be part of the problem. Our local paper has a horoscope with stars.
5 stars = excellent
4 stars = good
3 stars = average
2 stars = so-so
(1 star doesn't exist evidently)
She greets me each morning with " How many stars do I have today?" And each morning, silly me, I read it to her. Well, from now on I'm gonna lie my ass off if it's anything below a 4!!
The days that she drove me to 'medicate'....she had 3's.
She made a comment today about how she must be having a '5' because she felt 'pretty good'. so I looked and low and behold there were only 2 stars today!! Seriously...a big huge light flashed above my head and I said " yep.....you've got a 5 alright". She said the past few days really felt like 2's or 3's...but not today.
She puts stock in that stuff! Who knew?? Evidently not me!
She's going to have a 4 tomorrow. I don't want to make her supicious.:)
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I get to take Sunday and Monday off !!!! Yay for me!!
Lovee and I are going to start the tile jpb in the laundry room sunday morning. then finish with the grouting on Monday. I'm so excited I can hardly stand it.
Mom said I could have the time off since "you do so much for us that I need to help you where I can".
Generous to a fault I'd say. :)
I'll take pics. I might even get around to posting them -lol
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
you want me to do what???
Think out loud????
Yep...she wants me to think out loud from now on. Because...........ready for this?................
she can't see what I'm doing.
Yep...uh-huh...............she actually said that to me this morning.
M......"What are you doing?"
TT.....trying to fix the phone."
M....."well I can't see what you're doing so think out loud so I'll know what's going on."
Seriously!
I've hit the proverbial brick wall folks. Stick a fork in me. I'm charred...perhaps a wee bit crispy around the edges. The next time she says something that crawls all over me like a bad rash...we're going to have a 'come to Jesus' meeting. For real!
Not looking forward to that one.
Wish me luck.
Yep...she wants me to think out loud from now on. Because...........ready for this?................
she can't see what I'm doing.
Yep...uh-huh...............she actually said that to me this morning.
M......"What are you doing?"
TT.....trying to fix the phone."
M....."well I can't see what you're doing so think out loud so I'll know what's going on."
Seriously!
I've hit the proverbial brick wall folks. Stick a fork in me. I'm charred...perhaps a wee bit crispy around the edges. The next time she says something that crawls all over me like a bad rash...we're going to have a 'come to Jesus' meeting. For real!
Not looking forward to that one.
Wish me luck.
I'm so confused..how old am I again???
You know, sometimes when I'm in the grocery store or any store for that matter, I have to stop and think a moment...do I want this size or that size....this color or that...skim or 2%..I weigh the pros and cons of whatever choice I'm making. Not on every purchase mind you, but often enough that it takes me a while to get outta there! lol
Things confuse me at times. And when I'm confused I usually like to sit back and just think things through. Quietly most of the time...but other times talking to myself will usually get the job done quicker. Of course I run the risk of my ADD kicking in but that just goes with my territory. Eventually I figure out whatever decision needs to be made and it's done.
This happens because I'm an adult and have learned a few things along the way. Seriously.
No, really...I'm an adult. I know what needs to be done on any given day, whether it be here at my home or at the parentals.
Amazing actually.
Amazing because I haven't yet figured out how to convince the Mom that I actually know how to do things.
AM I FIFTY-FUCKING-FOUR OR 12??????????????????
I didn't like being 12 when I was 12. So I sure as Hell don't like it now!!!!!!!!!
I've raised a family.......traveled all over God earth with Lovee and the kids in tow. Lived in Japan for cripes sake and managed to get around and learn the how-to's of a foreign country. Hell...I've even cooked and served Thanksgiving dinner to 30 home-cooked-meal-starved Marines. I know stuff. Amazing!! I have a brain and know how to use it. And since I don't take it out and play with it anymore...it works much better..coz sometimes I put it back in upside down
The reality side of me...which I am at odds with from time to time, knows that the Mom asks me questions all the time because she can't see. And if I don't tell her every second of the day what I'm doing she feels the need to ask. Just so she'll know what's going on. I get that. Really I do.
But I've never coped well with being micro-managed. EVER!!!
I will tell her I did somethin and she'll ask...'But did you do_________?" Yes Mom I did. "Well how about _________?" Yes, Mom I did that too.
I tell her it would be nice if she would trust me enough to know that I'm doing what I know should be done. Seems simple enough to me. Not her.
Why is it not simple to her? Because she can't see!!! Did you know that? Evidently I've never caught on to that important fact because she reminds me every-single-fucking-day-without-fail!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm caring for my parents who are blind.....THAT'S WHY I'M DOING THIS!!!! HELLLOOOOOOOO!!!
I tell her I'm worried that her mind is slipping b/c she can't seem to remember she's told me that before.
This, my friends, is what happens when a control freak looses control.
It's actually a small thing to deal with unless this is your life, day after day after day........
AND...since the weather went whacky....I can't even swim.. :(
My world is in the shitter.
Thankfully, Lovee pulls me out before a big flush happens.:)
Things confuse me at times. And when I'm confused I usually like to sit back and just think things through. Quietly most of the time...but other times talking to myself will usually get the job done quicker. Of course I run the risk of my ADD kicking in but that just goes with my territory. Eventually I figure out whatever decision needs to be made and it's done.
This happens because I'm an adult and have learned a few things along the way. Seriously.
No, really...I'm an adult. I know what needs to be done on any given day, whether it be here at my home or at the parentals.
Amazing actually.
Amazing because I haven't yet figured out how to convince the Mom that I actually know how to do things.
AM I FIFTY-FUCKING-FOUR OR 12??????????????????
I didn't like being 12 when I was 12. So I sure as Hell don't like it now!!!!!!!!!
I've raised a family.......traveled all over God earth with Lovee and the kids in tow. Lived in Japan for cripes sake and managed to get around and learn the how-to's of a foreign country. Hell...I've even cooked and served Thanksgiving dinner to 30 home-cooked-meal-starved Marines. I know stuff. Amazing!! I have a brain and know how to use it.
The reality side of me...which I am at odds with from time to time, knows that the Mom asks me questions all the time because she can't see. And if I don't tell her every second of the day what I'm doing she feels the need to ask. Just so she'll know what's going on. I get that. Really I do.
But I've never coped well with being micro-managed. EVER!!!
I will tell her I did somethin and she'll ask...'But did you do_________?" Yes Mom I did. "Well how about _________?" Yes, Mom I did that too.
I tell her it would be nice if she would trust me enough to know that I'm doing what I know should be done. Seems simple enough to me. Not her.
Why is it not simple to her? Because she can't see!!! Did you know that? Evidently I've never caught on to that important fact because she reminds me every-single-fucking-day-without-fail!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm caring for my parents who are blind.....THAT'S WHY I'M DOING THIS!!!! HELLLOOOOOOOO!!!
I tell her I'm worried that her mind is slipping b/c she can't seem to remember she's told me that before.
This, my friends, is what happens when a control freak looses control.
It's actually a small thing to deal with unless this is your life, day after day after day........
AND...since the weather went whacky....I can't even swim.. :(
My world is in the shitter.
Thankfully, Lovee pulls me out before a big flush happens.:)
Sunday, August 10, 2008
If you can't say anything nice....
don't say anything at all.
That's what I was always told. It's really hard to live by though. Take for example, Church. Yep...church. There are so many things I 'think' about in church that I shouldn't and I'm wondering the whole time..." hummm, I'm in a church, thinking fucked up things about people, knowing that God is omnipresent...but I'm only thinking them...does it count?"
Probably.
Maybe....
I dunno.
Here's the deal. There is a gal, who's a wee bit on the fluffy side, in her...ohhh I'd say late 30's and she's wearing a MINI denim skirt. With 2 pleats in the front and 2 in the back. The pleats are flared out because the material is stiff and she's been sitting. (I'm being kind when I said a wee bit on the fluffy side)
But I'm sitting there, with the Mom on one side of me and the Dad on the other and I'm thinking" holy shit!! did she look in the mirror before she left home?? No one with that much hail damage on their thighs should wear a mini!"
I didn't say it out loud but I'm sure I thought it loudly. I couldn't stop myself from thinking it.
I'm bad.
Fortunately I kept my thoughts to myself.
I'm learning how to NOT channel the Mom.
I'm gonna need a new room in the grape if this shit keeps going through my mind in church.
I better pray about it. ;)
That's what I was always told. It's really hard to live by though. Take for example, Church. Yep...church. There are so many things I 'think' about in church that I shouldn't and I'm wondering the whole time..." hummm, I'm in a church, thinking fucked up things about people, knowing that God is omnipresent...but I'm only thinking them...does it count?"
Probably.
Maybe....
I dunno.
Here's the deal. There is a gal, who's a wee bit on the fluffy side, in her...ohhh I'd say late 30's and she's wearing a MINI denim skirt. With 2 pleats in the front and 2 in the back. The pleats are flared out because the material is stiff and she's been sitting. (I'm being kind when I said a wee bit on the fluffy side)
But I'm sitting there, with the Mom on one side of me and the Dad on the other and I'm thinking" holy shit!! did she look in the mirror before she left home?? No one with that much hail damage on their thighs should wear a mini!"
I didn't say it out loud but I'm sure I thought it loudly. I couldn't stop myself from thinking it.
I'm bad.
Fortunately I kept my thoughts to myself.
I'm learning how to NOT channel the Mom.
I'm gonna need a new room in the grape if this shit keeps going through my mind in church.
I better pray about it. ;)
Thursday, August 7, 2008
Projects!!!!
Lovee and I have soooo many projects to do.
Monday we started ripping up the horrid vinyl in our laundry room ....I need to get a pic of that....so we can put down tile!!!! Yay!!! We bought the most beautiful mocha tile for the kitchen and laundry rooms. I can't wait to get started.
Plus we've got to put up some guttering on the North side of the house where my new flower bed is...the rain will come down right on top of my new plnts!~!! :( ( when we ever get rain that is!!)
Plus...we've got the back stone patio to lay, next to the deck Lovee built summers ago by the pool...I really need to post some pics!.....and another stone patio out front....and one leading off the porch to the pool pump....
Projects never end. How fun though. I love DIY things.
Of course the Mom thinks we should have the tile done by professionals....I said no...we can do it...we'll take a class and start in the laundry room where no one goes but us....and by the time that's done we'll know what we're doing. lol She's not convinced of that. Who the fuck cares??? lol
Then we've got to put some V-grooved knotty pine panels in the birdhouse room to look like the cabin we stayed in up in W. Virginia. That's going to be really cool i think. Lovee's got to get the router bit to cut the panels...it'll be cheaper to cut them ourselves; by hundreds of $$$$.
I'm afraid my blog may suffer....hope not. Projects come first though...at least for a while....
later blomies :)
Monday we started ripping up the horrid vinyl in our laundry room ....I need to get a pic of that....so we can put down tile!!!! Yay!!! We bought the most beautiful mocha tile for the kitchen and laundry rooms. I can't wait to get started.
Plus we've got to put up some guttering on the North side of the house where my new flower bed is...the rain will come down right on top of my new plnts!~!! :( ( when we ever get rain that is!!)
Plus...we've got the back stone patio to lay, next to the deck Lovee built summers ago by the pool...I really need to post some pics!.....and another stone patio out front....and one leading off the porch to the pool pump....
Projects never end. How fun though. I love DIY things.
Of course the Mom thinks we should have the tile done by professionals....I said no...we can do it...we'll take a class and start in the laundry room where no one goes but us....and by the time that's done we'll know what we're doing. lol She's not convinced of that. Who the fuck cares??? lol
Then we've got to put some V-grooved knotty pine panels in the birdhouse room to look like the cabin we stayed in up in W. Virginia. That's going to be really cool i think. Lovee's got to get the router bit to cut the panels...it'll be cheaper to cut them ourselves; by hundreds of $$$$.
I'm afraid my blog may suffer....hope not. Projects come first though...at least for a while....
later blomies :)
She just had to do it..didn't she!
My week was going along really well....all things considered. :)
The parentals have been keeping me busy with errands and cleaning and Dr. visits.
Well, yesterday...after I fixed their dinner, I went and had a smoke on the front porch waiting for my sunshine girl to come and follow me to the car repair shop. The parentals wanted their car tuned up and I had to drop it off the night before. So, when Sunshine got there, I went inside to tell them I was leaving and just before I walked out the door I said..........
How's dinner?
Now why did I open myself up to what I knew was coming?? I'm a glutton for punishment I think.
Mom: the meat needs more salt.
me; Well it's either too much or not enough. Sorry.
And then I left...telling them I'd be back in a bit to get my car.
When I got back, I went inside and the Mom says " I've got to talk to you"
Uh-O......what'd I do now I thought.
she said she was sorry she complained about the meat....she could have gotten the salt shaker and it's better to have it not salty enough as opposed to too salty. Then she said...when did you turn down my bed? I told her I did that while she was stirring the sweet potatoes....
She thanked me and said she didn't want me to think she was complaining. Hummmm....
You see, she's been telling everyone she can't see well enough to cook anymore...even though she cooks pancakes every fucking Sunday morning and french toast every fucking Thursday ( unless we're at Dennys )....PLUS...Saturday eves, when I'm not there, she cooks Pot Pies and Mondays, if I'm not there she cooks grilled cheese sammies and soup. Hummmm......again. I know that's usually not considered 'cooking' but she is using the stove.
When I cook, she's right there watching me.....every.fucking.step.of.the.way. That 'too salty', 'not enough salt' thing has been going on since I started taking care of them. After the first couple of times, I told her I'd have her do the salting. She gave up b/c it's too hard to see if it's on there. Hummmmmm...
Do you think it's possible for me to go a week...one measly little week.....w/o her telling me I did something wrong or that wasn't to her liking??? Fuck no!
Fuckity-fuck-fuck ( got that from Charlene..thank.you.very.much )
it's not the bitching she does that drives me so ape-shit-batty....it's that it bring out the little girl in me that never quite measured up to her Mom's expectations. She can't let me 'out do' her....she has to 'best' me. How petty can she get? Evidently alot!
It is what it is though.....and I came home to my Lovee and we went swiming.
Thank God for my Lovee! He saves me ;)
The parentals have been keeping me busy with errands and cleaning and Dr. visits.
Well, yesterday...after I fixed their dinner, I went and had a smoke on the front porch waiting for my sunshine girl to come and follow me to the car repair shop. The parentals wanted their car tuned up and I had to drop it off the night before. So, when Sunshine got there, I went inside to tell them I was leaving and just before I walked out the door I said..........
How's dinner?
Now why did I open myself up to what I knew was coming?? I'm a glutton for punishment I think.
Mom: the meat needs more salt.
me; Well it's either too much or not enough. Sorry.
And then I left...telling them I'd be back in a bit to get my car.
When I got back, I went inside and the Mom says " I've got to talk to you"
Uh-O......what'd I do now I thought.
she said she was sorry she complained about the meat....she could have gotten the salt shaker and it's better to have it not salty enough as opposed to too salty. Then she said...when did you turn down my bed? I told her I did that while she was stirring the sweet potatoes....
She thanked me and said she didn't want me to think she was complaining. Hummmm....
You see, she's been telling everyone she can't see well enough to cook anymore...even though she cooks pancakes every fucking Sunday morning and french toast every fucking Thursday ( unless we're at Dennys )....PLUS...Saturday eves, when I'm not there, she cooks Pot Pies and Mondays, if I'm not there she cooks grilled cheese sammies and soup. Hummmm......again. I know that's usually not considered 'cooking' but she is using the stove.
When I cook, she's right there watching me.....every.fucking.step.of.the.way. That 'too salty', 'not enough salt' thing has been going on since I started taking care of them. After the first couple of times, I told her I'd have her do the salting. She gave up b/c it's too hard to see if it's on there. Hummmmmm...
Do you think it's possible for me to go a week...one measly little week.....w/o her telling me I did something wrong or that wasn't to her liking??? Fuck no!
Fuckity-fuck-fuck ( got that from Charlene..thank.you.very.much )
it's not the bitching she does that drives me so ape-shit-batty....it's that it bring out the little girl in me that never quite measured up to her Mom's expectations. She can't let me 'out do' her....she has to 'best' me. How petty can she get? Evidently alot!
It is what it is though.....and I came home to my Lovee and we went swiming.
Thank God for my Lovee! He saves me ;)
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