Wednesday, July 6, 2005

questions answered by 2nd graders

Second-graders answer questions about the women in their lives.

Why did God make mothers?

1. She's the only one who knows where the scotch tape is.
2. Mostly to clean the house.
3. To help us out of there when we were getting born.

How did God make mothers?

1. He used dirt, just like for the rest of us.
2. Magic plus super powers and a lot of stirring.
3. God made my Mom just the same like he made me. He Just used bigger parts

What ingredients are mothers made of?

1. God makes mothers out of clouds and angel hair and everything nice in the world and one dab of mean.
2. They had to get their start from men's bones. Then they mostly use string, I think.

Why did God give you your mother and not some other mom?

1. We're related.
2. God knew she likes me a lot more than other people's moms like me.

What kind of little girl was your mom?

1. My mom has always been my mom and none of that other stuff.
2. I don't know because I wasn't there, but my guess would be pretty bossy.
3. They say she used to be nice.

What did mom need to know about dad before she married him?

1. His last name.
2. She had to know his background. Like is he a crook? Does he get drunk on beer?
3. Does he make at least $800 a year? Did he say NO to drugs and YES to chores?

Why did your Mom marry your dad?

1. My dad makes the best spaghetti in the world. And my Mom eats alot.
2. She got too old to do anything else with him.
3. My grandma says that Mom didn't have her thinking cap on.

Who's the boss at your house?

1. Mom doesn't want to be boss, but she has to because dad's such a goof ball.
2. Mom. You can tell by room inspection. She sees the stuff under the bed.
3. I guess Mom is, but only because she has a lot more to do than dad.

What's the difference between moms and dads?

1. Moms work at work and work at home, & dads just go to work at work.
2. Moms know how to talk to teachers without scaring them.
3. Dads are taller & stronger, but moms have all the real power 'cause that's who you got to ask if you want to sleep over at your friend's.
4. Moms have magic, they make you feel better without medicine.

What does your Mom do in her spare time?

1. Mothers don't do spare time.
2. To hear her tell it, she pays bills all day long.

What would it take to make your Mom perfect?

1. On the inside she's already perfect. Outside, I think some kind of plastic surgery.
2. Diet. You know, her hair. I'd diet, maybe blue.

If you could change one thing about your Mom, what would it be?

1. She has this weird thing about me keeping my room clean. I'd get rid of that.
2. I'd make my Mom smarter. Then she would know it was my sister who did it and not me.
3. I would like for her to get rid of those invisible eyes on her back of her head.

thoughts for people who take life too seriously...

1. Change is inevitable, except from vending machines.

2. A day without sunshine is like, night

3. On the other hand, you have different fingers.

4. I just got lost in thought. It wasn't familiar territory.

5. 42.7 percent of all statistics are made up on the spot.

6. 99 percent of lawyers give the rest a bad name.

7. I feel like I'm diagonally parked in a parallel universe.

8. Honk if you love peace and quiet.

9. Remember, half the people you know are below average.

10. He who laughs last, thinks slowest.

11. Depression is merely anger without enthusiasm.

12. The early bird may get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese in the trap.

13. I drive way too fast to worry about cholesterol.

14. Support bacteria. They're the only culture some people have.

15. Monday is an awful way to spend 1/7 of your week.

16. A clear conscience is usually the sign of a bad memory.

17. Save the whales. Collect the whole set.

18. Get a new car for your spouse. It'll be a great trade!

19. Plan to be spontaneous tomorrow.

20. Always try to be modest, and be proud of it!

21. If you think nobody cares, try missing a couple of payments.

22. How many of you believe in psycho-kinesis? Raise my hand...

23. OK, so what's the speed of dark?

24. How do you tell when you're out of invisible ink?

25. If everything seems to be going well, you have obviously overlooked something.

26. When everything is coming your way, you're in the wrong lane.

27. Hard work pays off in the future. Laziness pays off now.

28. Everyone has a photographic memory. Some just don't have film.

29. If Barbie is so popular, why do you have to buy her friends?

30. How much deeper would the ocean be without sponges?

31. Eagles may soar, but weasels don't get sucked into jet engines.

32. What happens if you get scared half to death twice?

33. I used to have an open mind but my brains kept falling out.

34. I couldn't repair your brakes, so I made your horn louder.

35. Why do psychics have to ask you for your name?

36. Inside every older person is a younger person wondering what happened.

37. Just remember - if the world didn't suck, we would all fall off.

38. Light travels faster than sound. That is why some people appear bright until you hear them speak.

rejection notices

Print this form, check the appropriate items, and send it to the manof your choice.

Dear _______________,

I regret to inform you that you have been eliminated from furthercontention as Mr. Right. As you are probably aware, the competitionwas exceedingly tough and dozens of well-qualified candidates such asyourself also failed to make the final cut.

I will, however, keep your name on file should an opening becomeavailable. So that you may find better success in your future romanticendeavors, please allow me to offer the following reasons you weredisqualified from the competition: (Check those that apply)

1. ___Your last name is objectionable. I can't imagine taking it,hyphenating it, or subjecting my children to it.

2. ___Your first name is objectionable. It's just not something I canpicture myself saying after I say "I love you."

3. ___You failed the 20 Question Rule, i.e., I asked you 20 questions about yourself before you asked me more than one about myself.

4. ___Your constant emailing shows me you have TOO much time on your hands!

5. ___You're too short. Any son that we produced would inevitably be beaten up repeatedly at recess.

6. ___You're too tall. I'm developing a chronic neck condition fromtrying to kiss you.

7. ___You have a hairy back.

8. ___I find your inability to fix my car extraordinarilyunappealing.

9. ___The fact that your apartment has been condemned reveals an inherent slovenliness that I fear is unbreakable.

10. ___The phrase "My Mother" has popped up far too often inconversation.

11. ___You still live with your parents.

12. ___Although I do enjoy the X-Files, I find your wardrobe of StarTrek uniforms a little disconcerting.

13. ___Your frequent references to your ex-girlfriend lead me tosuspect that you are some sort of psychotic stalker.

14. ___Your ability to belch the alphabet is not a trait that I amseeking in a long term partner.

15. ___Your height is out of proportion to your weight. If you should, however, happen to gain the necessary 17 vertical inches, please resubmit your application.

16. ___I am out of your league; set your sights lower next time.

Sincerely, _________________________________


For all of you with any money left in the wake of the Exxon/Mobil deal and the AOL/Time Warner implosion, be aware of the next expected mergers so that you can get in on the ground floor and make some BIG bucks. Watch for these consolidations in the near future:

1. Hale Business Systems, Mary Kay Cosmetics, Fuller Brush, and W. R. Grace Company will merge and become: Hale, Mary, Fuller, Grace

2. Polygram Records, Warner Brothers, and Zesta Crackers join forces and become: Poly, Warner, Cracker

3. 3M will merge with Goodyear and issue forth as: MMMGood

4. Zippo Manufacturing, Audi Motors, Dofasco, and Dakota Mining will merge and become: ZipAudiDoDa

5. FedEx is expected to join its major competitor, UPS, and become: FedUP

6. Fairchild Electronics and Honeywell Computers will become: Fairwell Honeychild

7. Grey Poupon and Docker Pants are expected to become: Poupon Pants.

8. Knotts Berry Farm! and the National Organization of Women will become: KnottNOW!

9. Victoria's Secret and Smith & Wesson will merge under the new name: Titty Titty Bang Bang

10. Xerox and Wurlitzer: They're going to make reproductive organs.

11. John Deere and Abitibi-Price: New company will be called Deere ABi.

12. Honeywell, Imasco and Home Oil: New company will be called Honey I'm Home.

13. Denison Mines, Alliance and Metal Mining: New company will be called Mine, All Mine.

Tuesday, July 5, 2005

so sue me...

...ummmm you probably won't get

I haven't been updating. Oh wow, what was my first clue?

Yeah, so things have been super hectic and I've had a lot going on. I'll get back to it.


Thursday, June 2, 2005

it doesn't get better

...or does it?

I've been in one of those moods for the past few days. You know, the kind of mood where nothing productive gets accomplished and it seems like you start the same thing fifteen times only to have it still undone at the end of the day.

That's me. This week at least.

My house is in shambles, thanks to a "rearranging" mood that I got into on Memorial Day that quickly departed me. The fact that it departed me before I got through rearranging should have warned me not to take on any more projects this week. But yes, I'm stupid sometimes and can not heed the voice of reason. Or in this case, the little voice in the back of my head saying "What are you doing idiot".

So what did I, in my infinite wisdom, do? I agreed to host a party this weekend. It was Chris' idea. I've been talking about having people over for eons and eons and he's always busy. Oh gee, how ironic that right at this very moment, when I don't care if anyone comes over or not, he's suddenly got an opening in his social calendar!

Don't get the wrong idea. I love to entertain. I enjoy having people come by and hang out. I enjoy cooking for 15 or 20 people. Really, I do! Why don't you believe me?!?! In all seriousness, I do enjoy having people over. I just want them to be able to come over on a week that I've got my act together. On a week that I won't be running around like a chicken with my head chopped off shoving stuff into closets and then praying fervently the entire time that one of their children doesn't remember that on a prior visit that particular closet is where I hid all the yu-gi-oh cards and oh lets see if Miss Marie still keeps them there and then *crash* my entire living room is now suddenly in my living room again. *lets out breath*

On one note, it's going to be a nice weekend. Unlike today where it is raining cats & dogs and it's only 6:45 in the morning. Nice weekends=outdoor party! But that doesn't completely clear me because let's face it: The bathroom and the kitchen reside inside the house! At some point, someone is going to come in. And I am going to cringe inside just knowing that they are shaking their head as they pick their way through the maze of what is supposed to be my living room. *I should post pictures* It really is a sight to behold. My only saving grace is that it is Thursday. I have a couple of days to:

a)finish rearranging

b)hire someone to come in and clean


my personal favorite


Tuesday, May 24, 2005

updated-ness (Friday)

I did not realize I hadn't written in five days. Gosh time flies... when you aren't having fun as well as when you are I guess. :-o
Let's see:
Friday: Got up early. Took Elizabeth to Gina's. Went for my doctor's appointment. I love the office because you don't have to wait forever and two years to be seen. Did the whole height/weight/blood pressure check and the usual questions: Do you smoke? :$ And when was your last cycle? Which cracks me up everytime because when I tell them September 2002, they almost fall over Looks like they'd notate the chart or something. Anyways... since my last appointment in April I have lost another nine pounds.. ;D (I'm so proud of this fact!) and my blood pressure has dropped considerably. (Another really good thing.) The nurse is all sweet and encouraging but cautions me to not starve Leaves me alone and the doctor comes in about 20 minutes later. Does a half assed job of listening to me and then tells me that it's too early to do my HBA1C test... that I will need to come back in two weeks for that. Which pissed me off in no uncertain terms. Because for the labs you have to fast... I'm supposed to eat at around the same time every day for every meal and the appointments are scheduled early in the morning so that I don't go too long past breakfast before I eat. And this is the SECOND time that she has scheduled me for bloodwork and then when I got there told me they weren't going to do it that day. So I said something to her about it. To the effect that she's the one who told me to come back in six weeks and I was following her instructions and I don't have a money tree in my backyard and can not afford to visit her every 4 weeks. She then looks at my chart and decides they need to check my triglyceride levels because they were so high when they checked them in March and she says "we can do this today and the A1C in June" and I told her... "no we either do it all today or we do it all in June and I"m only paying for one appointment. This is your mistake, not mine." We did all the lab work on Friday. She pisses me off because she's so flaky acting.

Did the lab work. Paid, made a new appointment for the end of August (finally 12 weeks between appointments) and then went and had lunch with Chris and Nestor. Came home, talked to my mama, my sister and Sharon and then took a nap. When Nick got home, I took him to Gina's and she cut my hair for me. Not a lot, just trimmed off the ends. And she insisted on doing my makeup since Chris and I were having date night. I have decided that my idea of makeup and her idea are two totally seperate ideas. I, at best, put on mascara and eyeliner and maybe lipstick... on occasion. She made up my face and I swear, I felt like Tammie Faye Bakker. I'm not kidding. I was so uncomfortable that when we got to the restaurant I ended up going to the bathroom and washing my face. FOUR TIMES Because the stuff she uses is like paint and it didn't want to come off. Chris got worried because he thought I had gone to the bathroom and gotten sick and that's why I had washed my face but really I did it because I felt like feeling like me

We ended up going to the beach for dinner and it rained the entire time we were gone. The rain stopped for about thirty minutes and we walked out on the pier at Kure Beach and watched the ocean and a few brave souls fishing on the pier. There was absolutely no vacancies at any of the hotels down there. I'm guessing a lot of it had to do with high school graduation because there were a lot of young people out and about. A lot of soldiers too. Chris pointed that out to me when we were walking on the pier and he threatened to throw one of them off the It was amusing at the time. Drove home and got home about 2 am. Had a really really good time. Just driving and talking and talking some more. Took the long way home (all ways are technically and other than the rain, it was really cool.

More in a few minutes. I have to make sure my children are in bed.

Thursday, May 19, 2005


Everyone has days that go from bad to worse... but lately I seem to be the ruler of them. :'(

This is what has ruined my day for today: a summons to federal court. :-/ I won't get into the hows or whys but I am pissed and I have a good reason to be.

Picked Nick up from school and he talked all the way to BK and all the way home. At one point, he asked me if he should be quiet and I was laughing so hard that I couldn't tell him yes. He talked and talked and talked some more. He's outside now expending some energy before it gets dark or the rain starts. Lord, I wish the rain would start. Everything is so dry and dusty and we could definitely use it.

I'm stressing now and I really shouldn't be. There's enough going on without me borrowing trouble but it's difficult to not stress. I think I'll just enjoy the next few days and deal with Monday when it comes.

Il Sebastian, il mio amore, che lei ha fatto? :'(

what's the use?

Of having a "night off" if people won't stop calling??????? So last night, Chris gets home, loads up the trash and takes the kids with him to Elizabethtown. I go to the bank... and then to Wal-Mart. I'm walking around Wal-Mart when my phone starts ringing. So I answer it. Mental note to self: Turn the damn thing off next time. And it's Chris. Wanting to know what I'm doing... 8-| I tell him and we talk for a minute and then his phone drops signal so I go about my business. Five minutes later the phone is ringing again. And it's Chris. Wanting to know if I want to meet them in Etown to go to dinner. I look at my watch. It's already 6 pm. I was thinking about finishing my shopping, stopping at Wendy's or somewhere and getting a salad and going home. But like an idiot, I let him talk me into driving to Etown and going to supper with them. We don't eat until almost 9. We get ready to leave the restaurant and he asks me if I'll talk Elizabeth with me so he can take Nick for ice cream. :-/ (I think he just didn't want to have to listen to Elizabeth chatter on the way So Elizabeth and I left and came back towards the house and ended up stopping at the grocery store because I had to get stuff to make Nick for lunch for today. They had a field trip and he wanted me to pack his lunch instead of the school doing it. Apparently my lunches are

I kid you not, I'm on my way to the house from the grocery store when Chris calls again. We got home and you weren't here yet so I was worried. The man has either that or he just cares an awful lot. :p I think he has issues. I didn't scream at him even though I was tempted. I think I'm going to start utilizing the off button on my

Shawn and Ashley are bumping up the date of their wedding from September to June. Shawn told Chris last night the reason they are doing this is because she's pregnant.... let's review: Last week, Shawn told everyone including Ashley that while he loves her he's not ready to get married just yet and he wanted to postpone the wedding. This week, Ashley is suddenly pregnant and instead of postponing the wedding, they are moving it up. I'm laying my odds on her not actually being pregnant. She's a conniving little witch in my not so humble opinion and I'm almost willing to bet that she's faking it because she thinks if he postpones the wedding, he'll never marry her. I seriously hope for his sake that there is a baby and she's not lying to him but I really doubt it. When Chris told me she was pregnant, I said: "How far along is she? A minute?" I guess you actually have to know them both to understand why I think she's lying. And I really hope for Shawn's sake that she isn't lying because he's the sweetest man anyone could ever meet and he doesn't deserve to be fucked over. I guess time will tell. Suffice it to say that I won't be surprised if she suddenly realizes after the wedding that she was mistaken... :-/

I have to pick up Nick at 3:45 today. They went to Raleigh on a field trip. He was so excited about it too. And tomorrow is field day and then he's going to Aunt Gina's. According to him, it's turned into a good Which he will think is even better when I tell him I'm taking them out to eat tonight. Chris has to go help Shawn with some stuff (translated: Shawn needs to talk so the wives/s.o's think they are doing something manly when in reality they are probably going to go fishing and split a 6 pack... lol) so he's not going to be home until late. And I have to do some packing and stuff for tomorrow for the kids... and for us so we can go to the beach tomorrow evening. And I want to try to go to bed early because I have to be up early to take Elizabeth to Gina's so I can be on time for my doctor's appointment which I am half dreading in a way. *sigh*

It'll all be ok.

On that note, I'm off of here to finish the laundry.

Wednesday, May 18, 2005

not enough/too much

This will probably take forever to write because Elizabeth is helping me I keep telling her which keys to press because she wants to "help me" as she so sweetly puts it. Disregard any spelling errors or unnecessary letters...lmao.

I slept until almost 12:30 today because I didn't go to bed until almost 5... I couldn't sleep, ended up talking to Christian half the night. And then when I did fall asleep the alarm went off, so I got up and tested, got Nick off to school and went back to bed. Elizabeth slept with me for awhile and then she put a movie on to watch in my room. I started to get up but she climbed back on the bed and sat with me so I dozed and she watched the movie. And then the phone started ringing off the hook. I'm still not sure who all called because I finally got irritated and unplugged Chris called me at 1 for a few minutes... I was up and moving by then. He's so funny.

Wiating on Nick to get home. So we can go run our bazillion errands for the day. Somedays I don't like I get to have the night to myself... and then tomorrow will be busy because of the field trip. It should be fun though. And then Friday will be good because after my appointment I have several hours to myself and then after Chris gets off work we are going to the beach. *does happy dance*

Tuesday, May 17, 2005


Had a long day but it was a good one. Have a doctor's appointment coming up on Friday. :-/ Not real happy about that but it'll be ok. I'm hoping that she's encouraging instead of being the bitch mean person she's been being. I know that everything isn't going to be exactly as she wants it but I also know that I'm losing weight, doing a helluva lot more moving, and my numbers are better and better every week. And I've only been diagnosed since the middle of February, on meds since the middle of March. I think if she's snotty I'm going to give her a piece of what is left of my mind and be done with it. I know I am doing good... and the numbers will start to reflect that if she gives them enough time. Rome wasn't built in a day ya know...

Chris just got home (after 9) He went fishing after work because he had a stressful day and the weather was so nice. Since it's supposed to be kind of nasty out the rest of the week, I told him I didn't mind. And really it was a peaceful night overall. The kids weren't too much trouble and tomorrow night, he's taking them with him after work and I get the night to myself. *yay* I probably should tone down my joy... ;D

Managed to get a lot done despite the fact that I spent a combined four hours on the phone with my I don't know how we find so much to talk about but we do. Every day that she is off work, the days she gets off at 4, the days that she doesn't go in until 4...lmao. We talk about anything and everything which is really good. She's grown up a lot in the past few years and I feel comfortable actually telling her stuff. She's keeping the kids this weekend... ;D (oops, there's that joy Elizabeth is going over on Friday morning while I have my doctor's appointment and I am taking Nick over after he gets out of school on Friday and then Chris and I are beach bound... :D (How's that for toning down the joy? ;))

I just realized I still have laundry going... at this late hour. I should probably attempt to finish it up and then go to bed. Tomorrow is going to be a long day.

Monday, May 16, 2005

la la la la la la ... etc. etc...

Well... I shouldn't Instead of watching Lilo & Stitch today, we are viewing Snow Dogs. Personally I'd rather the tv not be on but I don't run this ;)

Chris called me a few minutes ago and said that he had seen Chris Goude on a job a little while earlier. Chris Goude was the first guy I ever seriously dated. And my Chris hates that Chris... well he hates everybody I once dated. I wonder why. *blinks* ;D So that's what he called for this morning. "I just wanted to tell you that I saw Chris Goude a little while ago." Was I supposed to care? :-/ Actually, he mentioned it because a couple of Fridays ago, I was at McDonald's in the drive thru when I saw the manager standing at the window with the cashier. And I thought... he looks familiar. I ended up having to go in because they left half of our order out of the bag and it was the same guy who came to see what the problem was and I almost fell out... It was Frankie and when I told Chris about it later, he was all kinds of furious. Long story but suffice it to say, that if Chris had seen him, I'd have been bailing him out of jail. I am now no longer allowed to go to that McDonald's by myself. :p I think he was joking about that by the way. I think.....

Spent Saturday with Chris and Elizabeth in Etown. Nick went to Jimmy's and ended up getting sunburnt. :-/ Sunday, Nick went back to Jimmy's and we went to Bladen County with my parents to look at the property. We've already figured out where we are going to put the house. Oh my gosh, I'm so excited. We probably won't be able to do anything with it until next year but it's still exciting.

I've got a ton of stuff to do today so I'm going away now.

Friday, May 13, 2005

uh oh

I made a huge I was online when Chris got home and I left the computer to make him dinner. And when I came back, I had gotten an outbid notice on something i was bidding for on ebay. And I made the mistake of letting him on my computer to look at tools and hunting stuff on ebay and he stayed online looking for 2 hours.... :-/ I might should be worried.

Got everything accomplished today that I set out to do with the exception of mopping the kitchen floor. That's the one thing I hate more than anything in the world. Except maybe laundry which is a never ending battle in this house. But yeah, I got everything done that I intended to do and the kids are watching a movie and Chris has gone to sleep because he's got a busy weekend ahead of him... and I am playing on the computer...

I think there was something else I was going to write about, but I've already So off I go to annoy Christian ;D

inane ramblings again

It has been one of those afternoons. I've managed to get quite a bit done but it seems like every time I get a good start, the phone rings. (And people wonder why I just stay online so they can't call) Or Elizabeth gets into something. And I have to stop and take care of whatever is going on and then try to restart. For someone who is lacking motivation right now, this is not a good thing.

Took Nick and Elizabeth to the grocery store to pick out dinner. I offered fast food or a trip to the grocery store and they chose the grocery My children are a bit crazy. But it worked out well because I got a couple of things I had forgotten yesterday.

Is it rude to ask someone what kind of cologne they are wearing if they smell super good and you really want to know? There was a man in front of us at the store... and no I didn't ask but I thought about it. Figured he'd think I was a I'll be in the store before long sniffing colognes to see if I can find it so I can buy some for Chris.

There is a father's day party the Saturday before Father's Day at Jimmy's... everyone is going to be there which means that I really don't want to go. I go through this every year. I hate getting together with his family because two of his three sisters could be classified with one word: bitch :-/ But every year I promise to go and if I can ignore them long enough to give Daddy his present I usually have a pretty good time. There's the whole problem with food this year. Jimmy's wife believes in cooking from scratch and it's Southern cooking which means that it's really really good but oh so bad for I'll figure it out and I'll go and put on my nice face and attempt to not throw some horrid cow in the pool... oops... nice face Marie. ;D

Chris just got home and I cooked for him because I'm sweet like that and he's had a long day. Was supposed to get off work at 12 but ended up working until 7... he's talking about a salvage place (?) I think but I'm not real sure because I'm half ignoring him.

Going to make a salad for myself here shortly and wait for Le Trinity to call Christian called earlier as did Jenny which makes me wonder exactly what Dana told everybody. For the record, I'm fine... lol... She just freaked out a little bit. :$

Going away now. Might post a picture entry later if I can find the digi cam to upload the ones I took.

a no strings attached gift?

Tuesday night my mother called and asked me if we could come over that evening because she and my father had something they wished to discuss with us. I told her ok, forgetting that Chris had to work late. :-/ Called him, he came home. We went over. Gina and Shawn were also invited.

The conversation starts out with them informing of us their future funeral plans. Where they are to be buried and what funeral home shall be taking care of their arrangements...etc etc. The fact that the funeral is already paid for and the markers purchased... Needless to say I was a bit... um.... speechless. Because them dying is not something I spend a lot of time thinking about. There are days I figure they will out live all of us just for spite. :P Having the information is useful though and Gina cracked me up when she looked at them and said: Are the two of you planning on dying at the same time... and at some point in the immediate future? They were like no that's not why we went ahead and did this... the stuff going on with both of their mothers really brought home the point that arrangements should be taken care of in advance and that we should know about it. So now we do.

They then went on to inform us that the property of my grandmother (my mom's mom) which was supposed to be given to her grandchildren upon her death, has been basically stolen from all of the grandkids (there are 7 of us) by our uncle... Isn't that lovely? That's not a big issue for me and Gina at least because we never wanted anything to do with it at all. Too much headache and drama exists with that side of the family.

And then they told us that they have purchased a 17 acre tract in Bladen County. And that they are giving part of it to Chris and me, another part to Gina and Shawn, and they are keeping part of it for themselves. GIVING it to us... no strings attached. Ours, to do with as we please. They are hoping that we will all choose to move out there... and raise our children out there. I am not quite sure why they did this. But they made it clear: It's a gift. Not a loan, not a purchase from them but a gift. And we can build a house out there or choose not to and just hold the land in trust for our children. They don't do stuff like this. Their "gifts" usually have a couple of visible strings and a few dozen invisible ones. But not this time. They told us they would deed the land over to us and it would be ours and what we choose to do with it afterwards is entirely up to us. :-o

To say that I am still in shock is an understatement. Chris was in shock. Gina and Shawn were in shock. This isn't like them at all. :-/ I still have hesitation about the whole thing... probably because it's not typical of something they'd do. But they did it. We own land now in Bladen County which is where Chris was wanting to move to anyways... and we can build our house. And I don't know what else to say.

the last few days

I haven't been writing much because I haven't really felt like it. There's been a lot going on and it's just.... overwhelming would be a good word I suppose.

Nick's had end of grade testing all this week and he thinks he did pretty good on it.

Chris has been working late every night, going in early every morning. They are at the end of a job and trying like hell to get it finished. He's supposed to be off early today though which is a good thing.

Elizabeth has been sick. She's got a cold. It seems like she's forever got a cold. :-/

Wednesday night Chris took the kids with him to Elizabethtown and I got to spend the evening by myself. That was unusual but I wasn't complaining. Went and ran some errands, saw Janet, went and got something to eat. Stopped by the library and then came home and spent a few blissful hours listening to the sounds of quiet...

Yesterday, took Elizabeth shopping with me. Had a pretty good time. Made dinner after Nick got home and then played catch with him until after Chris got home. It was a quiet evening. Tried to go to bed early but Chris wouldn't stop talking long enough for me to get to

Got up this morning and Nick was already gone. He was waiting for his bus so I blew him a kiss and shooed Chris out the door. Elizabeth decided to get up and then decided to take a nap on the couch... She wasn't ready to be awake yet but didn't want to be in her room by herself any longer. At least the tv isn't blaring this morning. I swear that thing never goes off anymore. They don't really watch it either. It's just on... 8-|

I have a lot I need to get done today but don't know how much of it I will accomplish. Got some good news pending but am afraid to write about it yet because I don't want to jinx myself... Or rather us.

Monday, May 9, 2005

sometimes he's so dumb he makes me laugh

Chris was giving Elizabeth a bath for me on Sunday. He rarely does this because usually she's already had one or more by the time he gets home in the evenings... But on Sunday, she wasn't feeling good and since it was mother's day, I was *supposed* to have the day He puts her in the bathtub and after a little while, she calls me in there. And she's ready to get out. He was sitting on the side of the tub and I casually asked if he had washed her hair... He gets the deer in the headlights look and said: "I'm scared to wash her hair. She was so good for the bath that I didn't want to upset her."... I was cracking up. She used to hate having her hair washed, the water running over her head would send her into screaming fits, but she's gotten over that and now she enjoys it. She picked up the shampoo bottle and said: "Wash my hair daddy"... and he looked like someone had just asked him to cut off his arm... :-/ I offered to do it and he said no I'll do it so I started to walk out of the bathroom when he goes: "Can you stay in here... just in case....?"

I know it was a "you had to be there" kind of moment but it struck me funny. Big bad man afraid of washing his daughter's hair because she might scream... :p

Saturday, May 7, 2005

i can't think

I can't think too clearly right now and I realized this when I started reading diary entries and had to read them again and then again and when I went to comment, couldn't remember what I had just read. :-/

I came online with the intent of leaving feedback for two ebay purchases I had bought... and before doing that I checked my email. Had an email entitled "Classmate Death" and I opened it to read it and now I can't... I'm just simply sitting here.

LeAnn died a couple of days ago. Funeral was Friday. I got the email yesterday but didn't come online until today and I don't pay attention to the news or the newspaper and I've been avoiding phone calls from everyone but Chris and Dana because I'm barely floating above the water that threatens to drown me and just existing from day to day has become all time consuming with everything that is going on and this hit me like a ton of bricks..............

No word on how she passed, just that she did and I can not believe that I've been so wrapped up in my own stuff that I didn't know something was wrong and didn't know she had died until after the fact. I have major guilt... *sigh*

The funny thing is, in high school, we hated each other with a passion. For some reason, something about our personalities clashed from the moment we met and we simply despised one another. We didn't hang out with the same people, didn't date the same people, avoided being in the same hallway as one another. It wasn't until after high school that we realized we had more in common than we thought and could speak to each other civilly. And for some reason, it was after high school that we seemed to always be in the same places, thrown into the same social situations, forced to acknowledge one another and behave like adults. And we discovered there wasn't any good reason to not like each other.

So hearing that she died, has thrown me for a loop... She wasn't someone I'd consider among the best of my friends, but she was a friend. And she was only 28. Just a few months older than me. And if someone had told me ten years ago I'd ever utter this next phrase, I'd have told them they were crazy: I'm going to miss her. :'(

Friday, May 6, 2005


Chris is home from work early today because he's sick. :'( He wasn't feeling good last night but he went this morning anyways and then he called me and told me he was going to come home. We had lunch and they (Chris & Elizabeth) are watching The Incredibles. Personally, I don't see the fascination with that movie but they've watched it a combined 20 times since we got it. 8-|

Stressing over a few different things. I need to lighten up...

Got a lot going on today, just trying to keep up. *sigh*

I'll be glad when Nick gets home. We got into an arguement this morning and I'm feeling bad about it.

Oh and at lunch today, I was telling Elizabeth to eat and not pay so much attention to the tv that Chris had playing... and she was ignoring me... so I said her name again: Elizabeth... eat your lunch! And she looked at me and then at her daddy and back at me and said: "Don't get attitude with me." :-/ It was hilarious, a "you had to be there" kind of moment, I guess. :p

Thursday, May 5, 2005

what do you do....

....when everything that once made you deliriously happy now only makes you angry? Or when everything you once did to find peace, makes things more turbulent? How do you know when enough is enough? How do you step back and realize that you helped create a problem by doing too much/being too much/letting people depend on you too much? How do you fix it?

I don't really expect that anyone is going to answer these just me thinking out loud. I'm thinking about going on strike for a few days.... see how that gets handled. It'd probably create more problems than it solved though. :-/

*sigh* Is it bedtime yet?

Wednesday, May 4, 2005


Seems like there is always something to stress over. :-/ No one can or will give me straight answers about children and blood sugar numbers. The pediatrician told me "I was worrying over nothing". I told her I'd be looking for a pediatrician that actually cared about her patients and took the concerns of the mother seriously. Stupid bitch. I was/still am livid.

Yesterday morning, Elizabeth came to give me a hug like she does every morning when she gets up and when she went to kiss me, she smelled like she'd been drinking nail polish remover. This isn't the first time I've noticed it; it's not like that every day but on occasion when she gets up, I've noticed the "acetone" smell on her breath. Yesterday was the first time it clicked in my head to test her sugar. It was 45. Which is low. Way low by my doctor's standards... low as in eat immediately and something with sugar in it. Low as in you will be passed out on the floor in a few minutes if you don't eat. So I fed her cereal and juice and tested her again a little while later and it was 90. Tested her after lunch and it was 116. Those are normal numbers. Tested her after lunch today and it was only 72. (1 to 2 hours after lunch should be between 100 and 140) I'm worried. She seems to be running on the low side and everyone acts like I'm just being overconcerned. Having low blood sugar is just as bad as having high blood sugar and all of the websites only tell what fasting numbers and numbers after meals should be for an adult. The pediatrician couldn't be bothered to tell me if children's numbers should be the same or if they are different or what. So I am extremely frustrated.

She picks at her food... she's at that stage where everything is yucky and she doesn't really eat a lot at meal times. Which could be part of the problem... but still... as a mother, I'm worried and I'm pissed off that the doctor couldn't be bothered to alleviate my concerns, just dismissed them like it was nothing. *sigh*

I'm not trying to borrow trouble... I don't want there to be a single thing wrong with her... I just want answers.

Sunday, May 1, 2005

anger issues

I haven't been writing. What a way to state the There's been so much going on, and so much going on in my head that I haven't had the time nor the desire to sit down and write. I've kept busy cleaning instead; I now have what is probably the cleanest house in North Carolina. At least one of the Chris told me he was worried that I was going to start disinfecting him when he comes home from work. :-/ Methinks it may be time to put down the cleaning supplies and do something else.

The one advantage to cleaning is that everything is all nice and neat and pretty and in its place... even it doesn't stay that way long. The disadvantage is that unless I blare the stereo at decibels loud enough to wake the dead, I can still "hear" myself thinking. Thinking over the past few days has not been a good thing. And I mean that really has not been a good thing.

I'm sure Chris would like the normal Marie to return because at least then he gets normal conversation. I don't think he quite knows what to do with me when I'm all giggly one minute and crying my eyes out the next. He asked me today: What do you want me to do? We were having a conversation about his lack of listening when I have something important (at least to me) to say and how he can ignore me when I ask him to do something around the house but he jumps to help everyone else... and I guess I got loud as I tend to do because I discovered that the whole "speaking softly" thing doesn't work well in my house and he wanted to know what I wanted him to do and what I wanted him to say... At which point I completely lost it and told him to not say a word because he can't keep promises for more than five minutes and frankly I was sick of hearing the same things over and over again... and that furthermore I was tired of repeating myself every day about every little thing and should probably just invest in a tape recorder so I could save my voice for more important things other than stuff like: "Please clean your room, get down from (fill in the blank), where are you going and what time do you think you'll be back...etc nauseum"

And it's not so much that I want him to say or do anything much differently... I just want him to put himself in my shoes for a minute and realize that if he spent ALL of his time with children, if I spent all of my time doing "other stuff" and none at home and he didn't have five minutes where he could go to the bathroom in private, he'd be a little irritated too. I want him to keep promises that he makes particularly when it has to do with stuff like being home for dinner or keeping the kids for a little while so I can run errands by myself and not have to worry about keeping them out of stuff in the store while I'm trying to do things like grocery shopping. Fix things when I ask (or soon thereafter) and not months later after I've already screwed it up more by attempting to fix it myself rather than ask him again (usually for the ninety ninth time).... and for the love all things holy, my life would be much less complicated if he could just practice the word "NO" with other people. Like today, he goes to Etown to put the service on Shane's house... I didn't have a problem with that. He said he'd be home in a couple of hours and that was fine too... When he showed up SEVEN hours later he couldn't understand why I was irritated. And after he explained why he was so late, he couldn't understand why I was even more irritated. Shane asked him to do a couple of other things and then Mr. Billy had him & Shane help him fix a piece of farm equipment and then he followed Shane to take the truck to the shop and brought Shane back...) Maybe if my day hadn't of turned into the day from hell, I would have cared less. But at 12:00 when I talked to him, I told him it was the day from hell and that I wanted to spend the afternoon fishing and he said that he'd be home shortly... so yeah, when he shows up at 7 I was pissed. Even more so when I realized that he could have told them he had other stuff to do but just didn't and then even more pissed than that when he hadn't stopped to get the one thing I had asked him to get from the store so I could finish making dinner. And yes, I'm sure I overreacted... almost positive... but I hold stuff in and let it build and build and build and then I just snap. Today was that day... it goes along with my past couple of weeks... one thing after another and I just have had enough.

Saturday, April 30, 2005

just something funny

Someone sent me this and I thought it was funny...

New Company Policies

Dress Code:

It is advised that you come to work dressed according to your salary.

If we see you wearing Prada shoes and carrying a Gucci bag, we assume you are doing well financially, and therefore, you do not need a raise.

If you dress poorly, you need to learn to manage your money better, so that you may buy nicer clothes, and therefore, you do not need a raise.

If you dress just right, you are right where you need to be, and therefore, you do not need a raise.

Sick Days:

We will no longer accept a doctor's statement as proof of sickness.If you are able to go to the doctor, you are able to come to work.

Personal Days:

Each employee will receive 104 personal days a year.They are called Saturday and Sunday.

Toilet Use:

Entirely too much time is being spent in the toilet. There is now a strict 3-minute time limit in the stalls. At the end of the 3 minutes, an alarm will sound, the toilet paper roll will retract, the stall door will open and a picture will be taken. After your second offense, your picture will be posted on the company bulletin board under the "Chronic Offenders" category. Anyone caught smiling in the picture will be sanctioned under the company's mental health policy.

Lunch Break:

Skinny people get 30 minutes for lunch, as they need to eat more, so that they can look healthy.

Average people get 15 minutes for lunch to get a balanced meal to maintain their average figure.

Fat people get 5 minutes for lunch because that's all the time needed to drink a Slim Fast.

Thank you for your loyalty to our company. We are here to provide a positive employment experience. Therefore, all questions, comments, concerns, complaints, frustrations, irritations, aggravations,insinuations, allegations, accusations, contemplations, consternation and input should be directed elsewhere.

The Management.

Monday, April 25, 2005


Talking to Chris on the phone. He's in Elizabethtown tonight because Shane called him and told him that the dogs were fighting with each other and 86 and one of the new dogs was almost dead. Turns out that they weren't almost dead (which is good) but one of the other dogs is being a bully so he was dispatched with a quickness. I don't want to know what exactly was meant by "dispatched", but I have a guess.

The kids are annoying me. Told them to go to bed and they keep finding excuses to get up. I'm one step away from silently screaming.

Made chili for dinner but not sure why because I ended up being the only one who ate it. I'm sure Chris will when he gets home but the kids both said it was too hot. So they ate something different and everyone was moderately happy.

Chris is still yapping about the dogs. I wonder how long it will take for me not to respond before he realizes that I'm not really listening? Oh, I think he got

Tired. Ready for bed. Got things to do before I can go. Not really sure what the point of this entry was....

Sunday, April 24, 2005

tired of thinking of titles

My titles are starting to suck more and I could do the whole song line thing as titles but it seems a lot of people are doing that. And besides, I listen to some really weird stuff and no one would understand the meaning of the lyrics... Movie lines are out too because I don't watch enough movies to come up with anything good... I guess I'm stuck with whatever should happen to pop into my head at any given moment.

So yes, I realize that I have been avoiding writing anything of real substance but that's because... well to be perfectly honest, I'm avoiding thinking about stuff that has any substance to it. There's so much going on that I had to open new parts of my brain to keep up with it all. The filing cabinet up there is getting full. Time to clean it out and discard the crap I've been hanging onto forever... Never realized that would be so difficult.

Today was pretty much normal. Chris had to work, Nick and Elizabeth tried to tear down the house, the usual stuff. I managed to get a 10 minute nap before I heard *CRASH* and jumped up to discover that somehow my children had made the entertainment center collapse. Fortunately, it only has knick-knacks and dolls on it and not anything remotely expensive... oh say, like the tv... which is what most people keep in their entertainment center

Made dinner, waited for Chris to get home. He's here now, yapping my ear off about something. I'm not quite sure what he's talking about because I'm not really listening... We were discussing sleep apneas earlier and somehow he's convinced he's got one. We won't go there right now but apparently someone mentioned the symptoms and he's got like 3 of the 4 which I tried to tell him could mean almost anything but he's got sleep apnea on the brain now. I've been trying to convince him to go get a physical for ages now and if him thinking he has a sleep apnea gets him to the doctor any faster then I'm willing to listen to him prattle on about it for awhile. I'm half tempted to break his leg or something so he has to go... That was a joke by the way. If I broke his leg, I'd have to listen to him whine and complain and ask me to hand him stuff that he could reach anyways without moving his leg... lol. Yeah, so no breaking his leg.

I should be doing something more productive. *runs off*

Monday, April 4, 2005

annoyed to no end

I'm sorry, where you speaking? I wasn't paying any attention. I was lost in my own little world thinking about stuff that I probably shouldn't even be contemplating. That's what I said to Chris after he finished talking ad nauseum about hunting dogs. He's getting ummmm... 4 new ones I think is the latest count. What the hell does any reasonable person need with 15, no 16 hunting dogs? Please don't answer I just smiled and said "that's nice honey" and rolled my eyes... :-/ I don't understand the fascination but then again, I'm also the woman who can't fathom why any reasonably sane person would feel the need to get up at 3 am in the middle of winter when there is snow on the ground to go out and hunt something. It is beyond my comprehension. I keep my silence, for the most part, because he's been doing it his entire life and I'm not about to stop him. Besides, most of the time, I enjoy the peace and quiet him being out of the house gives me. Because while I love him dearly, if his day doesn't have activities planned out to account for all of his waking hours, he runs around the house like a chicken with his head detached just searching for stuff to do. And fidgeting. I hear "I'm bored" from him just I like I do from And he can mess up a clean house faster than any child I've ever encountered. So yeah, him having hunting to go off and do is probably beneficial to us both.

I started my family's version of the world war today. :-/ I didn't mean to do it... I really didn't. Honestly. But I did and I'm not sorry for it and I probably won't be spoken to by my mother for awhile but I'm beyond the point of caring right now. She calls Gina to tell her that Grandma is in the critical care unit. The doctors put her in there last night. She asks Gina to pass along the information to me. As if she's too busy to make a 30 second phone call. That was the first thing that pissed me off. She also tells Gina that we shouldn't go visit until she calls to tell us that Grandma is back in a private room because visiting hours at the CCU are only for 15 minutes on the hour every 3 hours and for 30 minutes at 6pm. And she can only have two visitors at a time.That was the second and third thing that pissed me off. First of all, getting information from my mother is like pulling teeth and Grandma could have been discharged by the time she gets around to telling us they've taken her out of the CCU and second, no one and by no one I mean my mother, is going to tell me that I can't go see her. If the doctor says it, fine, but my mother is all like "There are such limited visiting hours I'd hate for y'all to drive all the way up there and not be able to see her."

Let's get this straight: If Marie drives to Dunn (which for me is only like a 15 minute drive) and can't see her, she can easily return at the next set of visiting hours. If Marie drives to Dunn and there are only a couple of people up there, somebody can leave the room for me to have 5 minutes to speak to her and tell her I love her and give her a hug and a kiss. I'm not asking for a full 15 or 30 minute visit. I just want her to know that I care and that I came up there because despite the fact that she's got Alzheimer's I truly believe that she still has lucid points and can comprehend things.

Regardless... I was pissed. She (that woman I call mama) is not going to tell me when I can or can not see my grandma. I'm 28 years old and I stopped doing what they told me years and years ago. She can get over it. Judging from my sister's reaction, you would have assumed that I was contemplating something sinister. She actually said and I quote: "You are still going to go up there even though she said not to." Ummmm hell yes. And they can be pissed off if they want but this woman is my grandma too and they are not going to dictate when I can see her. Fuck that. (You have already figured out haven't you that the whole family world war thing got started because my sister has a big mouth and repeated all that I said to my mother....right? If you hadn't, you are now informed. 8-)

So she's all shocked acting and I can't believe you'd do that... and blah blah blah. Gina's problem is that she likes to stir stuff up for one, and for two, she's afraid of doing something that will make them (the parents) angry with her. I, on the other hand, gave up caring about their opinion eons ago and personally prefer when they don't speak to me... makes my life a lot less complicated. Like I tried to tell her, Grandma is 85 years old. They may never take her out of that CCU... she may be there until the day she dies and I don't want to lose the chance to get to talk with her because my mother was being an overbearing.... I'm sure you get the point.

And I know her very well. When other family members comment about Marie and Gina haven't been to visit, she won't step up and say "Well I told them not to until after they move her out of here..."; instead, she'll be like "Well you know how they are. Too busy with their own lives to give a rat's behind." Or something to that effect. I'm telling you the woman is a poster child for two-facedness sometimes.

I despise all the drama. I really wish they'd all act their age and not their shoe sizes.

My children are sleeping. Chris is watching a movie and I'm sitting here... omg, why am I sitting here? It's almost 11pm. I should be in bed. Which is where I think I am headed.

Sunday, April 3, 2005

a peaceful afternoon

Chris took such a long nap yesterday afternoon that he didn't want to sleep last night. And in the process of him not sleeping, he decided he wanted to talk and watch a movie in the bedroom while I was trying to sleep. So with that and the time changing, I woke up this morning feeling like I hadn't slept at all.

I made everyone breakfast and did dishes. He got dressed and left for Etown. I had told him yesterday that since he had to work, he could go today and I wouldn't bitch about it. Of course, I didn't anticipate feeling like death warmed over either but I didn't say anything. Just gave him a kiss and told him to have a nice time.

Elizabeth and Nick have argued all morning. Over what to watch and what to do and Nick spent most of the morning looking out the Jimmy had told him that they would pick him up today and take him to see Hope and Miss Jean (Dawn's sister and aunt) with Dylan so he was all antsy. Finally about 1 pm, he tells me that he had counted his chickens too early...lmao. And he stopped looking out the door. I tried to explain to him that Aunt Dawn doesn't get in a hurry and it's Sunday so more than likely they hadn't left yet. He wasn't convinced. At 1:30 there was a knock on the door and Dylan was standing there asking if Nick could go so I shooed him out of the house. He'll be happy now. He got to go and he doesn't have to look at me and his sister all afternoon. At least his spring break week ended well. He's had people over or been to someone's house every day since Thursday. I told him I was going to clean his room while he was gone which probably made him happier. He hates to clean it and I know for a fact that Elizabeth is the one who messed it up this time so I decided to do it.

We still have a ton of work to do on the history project. I have laundry going and Elizabeth is on the couch watch the 3rd Harry Potter movie. I've been wondering if they are going to make movies out of all 7 books? Because the kid who plays HP will be old and gray by the time they get to the 7th I'm amazed at how much he's grown up from one movie to the next. And someone else playing his part won't be the same. He is the face of Harry Potter now.

I've got a headache brewing. I can feel it behind my eyes and I took some medicine in the hopes of holding it off. I don't think it's going to work.

Going away now. Got to get stuff done.

Saturday, April 2, 2005

screaming out loud

The morning started with Chris getting up and informing of a)it's really pouring outside, b)you have to go ahead and get up because all of the kids are already up (it was only 6 am. I wanted to sleep a little while longer. For the love of all things holy, it's Saturday!!! :'() and c)I don't know what time I'll be home. :'( :'( He had to work today and he was not happy about it especially since it was storming outside. So I drag my very unhappy self out of bed and proceed to take medicine, do every morning routine stuff, throw laundry in the washer, and put on a pot of coffee. And then I made breakfast for six. I'm really grateful I don't have to do that on an everyday basis. Because it's difficult especially when everyone wants something different. :-/ I finally had enough with the breakfast orders, informed them that this wasn't the Waffle House or IHOP and gave them three very basic choices: cereal, eggs or cinnamon toast. At 6:15 am I don't function well enough to do a four course breakfast and fresh squeezed juice. At 6:15 am people are lucky that I'm lucid enough to not bite someone's head off. At 6:15 am I'm not a nice person! ;D At least if I haven't had that cup of coffee yet.

So with breakfast done and out of the way, I decided to do dishes while I watched it pour rain outside and I listened to all of those children argue about whether or not they wanted to a)watch a movie, b)play a video game or c) rip the house down around my head. :-o Elizabeth and Emily voted for ripped the house down while the boys decided they wanted to watch a movie. I couldn't say much about it because it was raining and they couldn't get outside and at least it kept them quiet for about 5 minutes. Brandon didn't want to watch the third HP because it "scares me" and Nick and Jamie decided to make fun of him and call him a baby at which point he came crying to me tattling and so they made fun of him for crying.... can you tell how my morning went?

Sharon calls at like 10, right after the sun came out and Marie realized that no the children couldn't go out to play because my yard has become a miniature river. Says James will come pick them up and that my children can come home with him if I want them to like we discussed yesterday and in the same breath told me she wasn't feeling well today and if I didn't want them to come today they could come next weekend or the weekend after. Which I took to mean: I don't really want your children to come spend the night tonight but I don't want to tell you so since I previously promised they could and since you took all of my children even though it was very apparent that you were about to pass out from exhaustion. Gosh, that's a lot of meaning from one little Needless to say, I didn't let them go home with James which made Nick mad. Elizabeth could have cared less. After spending almost 48 hours with Emily, she was ready to regain sole control of her castle. I was ready for a nap.

Nick got over his madness after they left because while I was making him lunch, Dylan called and they made plans to spend the afternoon together. So it ended well. I came home after dropping him off, Chris got home early, we took a nap, made dinner blah blah blah. It was a peaceful afternoon.

Came online for a little bit, read faves and commented. Chris made me get off the computer because dinner was and he's probably about to make me get off of it again because he wants to use it. Never mind that he has his own. He, for some reason, always wants to use mine. He's a bit irritated right now because he's on the phone with Ricky and Elizabeth keeps begging him to let her talk. Ricky is one of her favorite people. He doesn't know quite what to do about

My mother finally called me this morning. To tell me that Grandma made it through the surgery ok and was resting. Information I already had thanks to Ricky who has parents who keep him informed. 8- I should probably tone down the entire bitterness thing. I know she's got a lot going on but it pissed me off when she said she got my messages yesterday but was "too tired" to call me back. It only takes a minute. :-/

Going away now. Got to do dishes and relinquish control of my I'm getting the evil eye.

Wednesday, March 30, 2005

blahness times three

Keeping Sharon's kid's tomorrow for her to go to the doctor... and she is keeping Nick and Elizabeth Friday for me to go... I semi-dread this appointment because I know she is going to bitch about my numbers in the mornings but seriously, I have no idea what to do about it. The numbers are good before bedtime and then I go to sleep and lo and behold, they jump up overnight.

It's frustrating and irritating and I try not to think about it because stress causes them to go up too. Imagine that.

Surgery for Grandma is Friday according to the latest report from my mother. I am going to see her (grandma not mom) tonight after Chris gets off work. Taking Elizabeth with me. Probably won't stay long because it's difficult as heck to deal with but still going to go. About to go make lunch. Just wanted to do a quick update. :)

Tuesday, March 29, 2005

ugh! drama filled days

I meant to write this last night but was exhausted. Couldn't manage to stay awake past 9:30 so I went to bed. Yesterday sucked. Plain and simple it sucked.

Gina called at 8 to tell me not to come over before 9:30 because it would take her that long to get ready. So I fall back asleep. Wake up at 9:15, take a quick shower, grabbed a banana for breakfast (yes yes I know, supposed to eat more than a banana) and went to her house. Got there and she came out the door with Katy and wanted to know if I was ready to go. So we left. Took Katy to daycare so she could participate in the easter party, went and got gas and stopped by the atm. Went up to the hospital. She tells me when we get there: "I don't want to stay long." It was 11 in the morning. I say ok and we go in. Stopped by the gift shop, bought flowers for my grandma and went up to her room.

Sonya, my parents and Uncle Mack and Penny were all there with her. Seems that the surgeon told him she would be having surgery on Monday. Some kind of test in the morning, the surgery Monday afternoon. Didn't happen. They got told a bunch of different stuff by a bunch of different people so by the time her actual doctor got in there, they were all pissed off. Dr. Maria is really nice woman but she knows nothing about hospital politics apparently and is being kept out of the loop as far as the surgeon and the drug doctor guy is concerned. I'm too lazy to look up the spelling of his actual title. :$

While we were there, they come in three different times to tell them that they were transferring grandma to another hospital. First it was Duke, then Western Wake and then Good Hope (which happens to be down the street from Betsy Johnson)... they also inform my parents and my uncle that they need to find her an orthopedic surgeon. :-o So Penny starts calling around and can't find a single soul who is willing to go in behind this first surgeon and several places tell her the doctor should be calling, not the family. :-/

Through all of this, we are informed of this: My grandmother, who could see last Friday, is now sightless. And they (the dumbass doctors) have no idea what has caused it. And her chest is starting to swell and they aren't sure what is causing that either. And the surgeon is a jackass. No one from the hospital told us that, we guessed that ourselves. *sigh*

All the while, this frail woman who had 6 children and a number of grandchildren that I don't feel like counting right now, plus a number of great grandchildren, this woman who has never ever complained where another living soul could hear her, is laying on the bed screaming in pain and begging for someone to help her. :'( I cried. And then I cried some more. And then I just got pissed off. The hospital and the doctors are all trying to protect themselves. No one wants to operate on her because there is a very real possibility that she will die during surgery and no one wants to be liable. If I was my parents and my uncle, I'd have gone back up to the hospital today with a lawyer. I'm almost willing to bet they'd have had her in the operating room in a matter of minutes. Bastards. Forgive me but that's exactly what they are. They (the doctors) are supposed to be in the business of helping people but when they screw up they don't want to admit it for fear that someone is going to sue them. And they have screwed up. Massively screwed up. I have come to the conclusion that doctors are all about the money and everything else be damned.

On top of all that... time flies when you aren't having fun and before I know it, it's 1:30 in the afternoon. My children are with Shawn (Gina's husband) and I was sure they were driving him insane. Add to this, Marie is diabetic and must eat on some sort of schedule or there is trouble. So I pick up my purse and Gina says: "Oh I guess you are ready to go." And so I tell her, you know Shawn has to work tonight and I don't want my children to drive him crazy. She proceeds to continue to sit there. (Did I mention she had drove?) Ok so, after about 15 more minutes, she gets up in a huff and says "I guess we have to go"... like she's not the one who didn't want to go in the first place. Shawn and I convinced her to go. And like she's not the one who had said "I don't want to stay very long." So I get pissed off (yet again) and tell her she can stay. I'll go and she says "How are you going to go? I drove." Parental people can see an argument about to start and try to intervene. When I tell her, I have two feet, my uncle tries to make a joke about me having nice feet. 8- Anyways, I finally just get angry enough and I tell her, you can stay up here but I have to go eat and I kiss my daddy and leave the room. She comes running after me trying to apologize. "I didn't know you had to eat, I'm sorry" but I wasn't really listening. We get to the car and she wants to know where I want to go eat and I tell her to forget it. So she knew I was pissed and finally I told her "you know damn well you wanted to leave too and I really couldn't take another minute of that room. It's claustrophobic and I want to hit someone." And she admits that she didn't want to stay but she also didn't want to leave because she didn't want our parents to say anything later. *sigh* Amazing how they still have a hold on us and we are all grown with children of our own.

We go eat and then she asks me to go to Michael's with her and to Crafts Frames n Things where she looks for latch hook precut yarn and ends up buying another latchhook kit... and we pick up Katy and go back to her house. I pick up my children. We come home. My morning out ended up being an entire day out because we didn't get here until almost 5. :-/

I make dinner. Tell Chris about my day to which he replies "if you ever in a situation like that again, just call me and I'll come pick you up no matter where I happen to be working at." Did I mention that I really love this man? I really really do. Gina calls three times after I get home, the last time to tell me about how she has discovered ebay and is so very very happy about it. Chris said "you know she's calling because she thinks you are still pissed with her"... and then mama calls to tell me that the surgery is supposed to be Wednesday at Betsy Johnson Hospital. Could these people please get their acts together?

It was a horribly stressful day and I ended it by going to

Got up this morning. Made the kids breakfast, did some housework, talked to Travis on instant messenger for awhile. Took a short nap. Made dinner. Waiting for Chris to get home. He's working at the race track tonight trying to get some lights put up. Race season starts at the speedway on the 25th and we have season passes. *joy* I really am happy about that. Ed gave them to him because he's put so much time into the track and doing stuff for them.

Ok, now I am going to go. I wrote so much I think my fingers are going to fall off. ;)

Saturday, March 5, 2005

this is how it goes

I got up this morning, made the kids some breakfast, woke Chris up, made myself some breakfast and was prepared for a day of temper tantrums and hollering from my littlest one when Chris comes into the kitchen and tells her to go potty so she can go bye bye. :-o Marie was shocked. She didn't have to ask him to take them with him. She didn't expect him to take them with him. He had some work to do this morning and then he was going to feed the dogs and put some corn out for the deer and turkeys. I fully expected that he was going to go by himself. But he surprised me. Which is a good thing.

So I have this whole morning, quietly stretched before me and I have a ton of things I could be doing, ie, laundry, dishes, mopping floors, etc. etc. but instead I am drinking a very peaceful cup of coffee and enjoying the quiet. The only thing I hear at the moment is the hum of the computer and the coffee pot sighing. That's what it sounds like. Yes, I will eventually do something more productive with my day. But right now, I am just enjoying the solitude. ;D

Last night, we had dinner. We went to Tony's. Stayed for like an hour. By the time we left, I was so tired but we still had to go to Wal-Mart because Elizabeth was almost out of pullups and I didn't want her to run completely out. We shopped for awhile and then came home. Fell into bed exhausted and slept until about 8:30 this morning.

I spent so much time yesterday crying that I thought I was turning into a water fountain. 8- Got worse after Chris came home. He keeps telling me not to stress but I can't help it. It's stressful. He said stressing was his job. I don't want him to stress. I just don't know what to do and it's frustrating. :-/

I think I will go outside for awhile. It's cold this morning but the sun is shining for now. Supposed to rain later today. I hope it holds off for awhile though. I want to get some stuff done outside before the weather gets bad.

Friday, March 4, 2005

a seriously stressful morning

I am here but not. I am probably going to write this entry and then go take a nap. I'll read updates from my faves list in a little while. Right now I don't have the energy for much.

I had my doctor's appt. this morning. She put me on an ace inhibitor for my blood pressure. It was still high today (156/105) so she gave me a prescription for that. They took more blood. For tests. A fasting sugar test and then another test to determine how high my sugar has averaged over the past 3 months. I don't know how a little bit of blood tells them that but apparently it does. She said when the labs come back Monday or Tuesday, she will call me and she will call me in a prescription. Probably for glucophage. :-/ I have to go back Thursday evening for them to teach me how to test my own sugar levels. She was going to make the appt for Friday but the kids are out of school so I asked her for one sometime on Thursday. They are open late on Thursdays so my appt is at 5:30. Works out well because Chris can stay here with the kids. She also made me an appt with a cardiologist. Because my heartbeat is still really fast and she doesn't know why. So she wants a consult with a cardio doctor. The appt. is April 15th and they told me that I have to pay $1000 before they will even see me. There is no way I can come up with that kind of money in a little over a month. It's just not possible. And it pisses me off that they can't figure out why my heart is beating so damn fast yet the cardiologist won't do anything for me until after we pay him $1000. And that's just a down payment type thing. There will still be a bill afterwards. So I want to scream. Because I am scared and worried and it seems like the doctors don't care about anything but the money. *sigh*

I'm off to take my nap.

Thursday, March 3, 2005

missing spoons

I have one child who is playing outside. And every now and then the other child will venture out the door and he will yell at her to "go put your shoes on." Apparently, my daughter dislikes shoes a great deal and will shuck them off her feet whenever she feels like it. Seeing as it's only 40 degrees outside, no shoes is not a good thing but she's stubborn (reminds me of her daddy) :P, and she won't put them back on. It's actually funny to listen to though.

She had applesauce for a snack and when I asked her what she did with the spoon, she opened her mouth, pointed into it, and said: "I ate it." :-o So I asked her again what she did with the spoon and she keeps telling me she ate it. I know she didn't eat the spoon but it is

Fascination with stick margarine is the order of the day. Elizabeth, for some reason, thinks it's candy and she keeps taking it out and trying to eat it. How do you explain to a 2 year old that it's not candy but something to be used in cooking? She hasn't grasped the concept yet. :-/

The teachers sent home a 20 page test practice booklet for math benchmark testing. The test is next Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday. The booklet was hard. Yes, I helped him with it. It was easier to sit down and watch him do it, answering questions along the way, than it would have been to let him do it and then check it and have to argue with him over the answers. Because you have to prove to him that something is one way or another if your answer is different than his. He likes to think he is right all the time. *sigh*

And they sent home a poetry project that is due next Thursday. They've already done most of it; now they have to make it "pretty" and put it in book form. He's got some really good poems in there too. Especially the one about Mattie. ;D or should that be :-/?

I'm off to finish the kitchen. I think that's what I'm going to do. Finish the kitchen and try to finish my book. Or something like that.

this is getting ridiculous

I don't know how much more of this I can deal with. Freaking mood swings from hell. I'm happy happy happy and then I just snap. Yesterday it was bad and it only got worse. And today it's just horrible.

Elizabeth tried to drive me up a wall yesterday and when Nick got home he was just so.... ugh!... that I locked myself in the bathroom and just cried. I asked him to please help his sister with her shoes so we could leave while I called Chris to tell him where I was going and when I'd be back, and while I'm on the phone with him I hear Nick yell at his sister. "We can't leave until you put your goddamn shoes on." :-o I was so shocked I couldn't even speak. And when I did recover my voice, I sent him to his room because I was angry and I didn't want to say anything I'd later wish I hadn't. Elizabeth follows him into his room and he smacks her. She's screaming at the top of her lungs and holding her arm. And his justification for hitting his sister: She told him to be quiet. :-/ That's at the point that I went in the bathroom and just cried because I have no idea what to do with him. He thinks he's grown and he's pushing limits, I guess to see what he can get away with? I'm not really sure but he's got to start acting like he's got a brain.

So we finally get ready and leave and they are just awful the entire time we are out. When we get home, Chris was here and that poor man (I love him so much!) spoke to me and I just started crying. So he convinced me to go out with him last night to Elizabethtown and Dublin to fix that one wire in the house. We stopped and got something to eat, went to the house in Dublin and fixed the wire (which took forever) and then we went and fed the dogs and we came home. At which point, he was totally frustrated with our children himself and he made them go to bed. (It wasn't just me they wouldn't listen to yesterday.)

This morning, I woke up to the phone ringing. It was my sister and we talked for a little bit. Chris had already left for work and he had got Nick ready for school. Left me a note telling me that he didn't want to wake me up because Elizabeth and I were sleeping so peacefully. She gets up in the morning and comes to lay down with me. She slept until about 9 so I got a chance to talk to Gina and get some stuff done in the house.

She got up and she's been an absolute terror ever since. Tearing into stuff and running around acting like she doesn't have any sense. I know it's a phase she's going through and I sincerely hope it hurries up and goes away because this is getting ridiculous.

I have to go see if I can find the paper that came with the remote. It's lost the code and doesn't work and I can't remember how to program it. 8-

Wednesday, March 2, 2005

flipping out

I have no idea what is wrong with me today. I have snapped a couple of times already over stuff that's really not worth flipping out over.

I think maybe I need to get out of the house. At least for a little while.

Tuesday, March 1, 2005

it gives me something to think about

The sound of a screaming crying tantrum throwing 2 year old is enough to make one want to pull at her hair. I've resisted the urge however, because I'm afraid I'll pull it out and then it will never grow back. Simply because that's how my luck Elizabeth is in dire need of a nap. Or a spanking. :-/ She is pitching a fit because she is not allowed to go outside and play. The reason she is not allowed to go outside and play is because it is 34 degrees outside. And the wind is blowing. Last time I saw the weather it was like a 20 mph wind. Which means it's really freaking cold. But oh no! You can not explain that to a child who has no concept of a)weather and b)the world past her own nose. She wants to go outside and she wants to go outside now! Foot stomping didn't work. So she laid down on the floor and proceeded to cry and hit the floor. When she realized that I was ignoring her little tantrum, she decided it wasn't worth it and so she stopped. *must make mental note of this... ignoring seems to work*

Nick said his writing prompt was an imaginative one and he thinks he did pretty good on it. I have no idea when they will get their scores back but I imagine it will be awhile. All of the 4th and 7th grades took the test and it has to be read and graded by two different people. He did his homework without me fussing, which is a mini-miracle. And now he's curled up on the couch reading a book.

I have been very productive today. Yay! ;D Still have a few things I need to do but the day isn't over yet. So I've still got some time.

I think I will go hunt down some tylenol. My head is pounding like there is a tiny man with a hammer inside of it. :'(

the wind is blowing

Watching/listening to the Today show. Elizabeth is sleeping. I am not surprised. I woke up at midnight and she was in our room, sleeping, standing up with her head laying on my back. :-o I moved her onto the bed and she kicked me so I came out to the living room and ended up not going back to sleep until about 5. Had a conversation with Christian. At around 2, Elizabeth gets back up and comes into the living room and proceeds to fall asleep on my shoulder while I'm on the phone... which was cuddly. I talked to Christian until about 4:30. It was a good conversation until the very end when I started crying and hung up on him. :-/ We were discussing something and it made me cry and he was all like "Please don't cry. I don't think I can stand it." so I hung up on him. And when I came online this morning he had left me an instant message that said: I didn't mean for you to hang up. I just didn't want you to cry. I hate it when you cry. It makes me feel helpless." For some reason that made me laugh because helpless is the last word I would use to describe Christian.

I just walked into Nick's room and wanted to scream. We spent hours... HOURS in there on Sunday cleaning it and you would think that he would have attempted to keep it clean but no.... 8- It looks like it would qualify for FEMA assistance right now.

He has his writing test today. I got up early (after very little sleep) and made everybody breakfast. And coffee... I haven't had coffee in 2 weeks. That was so very difficult too I'll have you know. But I finally got my coffee fix (bought a sugar substitute and learned that one of them little packets is more than enough for coffee... lol)

I have a whole list of things I would like to accomplish today. If I'm lucky I'll get some of it done. If I'm really lucky, I'll get all of it done. That would be nice.

I guess I'd have better luck getting it done, if I'd leave the computer. :$

Monday, February 28, 2005

sleep and more sleep

That's what I did for most of yesterday. Sleep and then I slept some more. And then I went to bed early. :-o I may have caught up on my sleep

Had to argue with Nick to get him to finish his story. He didn't like the prompt so he didn't want to write the piece. He finally did though.

Chris had a lazy day yesterday. Watched the race and a couple of movies. Asked him to go to the store and he "I don't want to go anywhere." So I went.

Cleaned Nick's room which took forever. I didn't realize one child could make such a mess. :-/ My front room is full of stuff now that needs to be hauled off.

Haven't heard a word from my parents. They are probably pissed off with me because I didn't make it up to Dunn to see my grandma. I plan to go today sometime to see her.

Elizabeth is still sleeping. I think I may join her for a little while.

Saturday, February 26, 2005


I have this annoying habit of not really watching tv when it's on. But I do watch the commercials. I should go into advertising because I can could come up with better commercials than some of the ones I've seen lately. Although some of them are cute.

Pringles Snack Pack: There's one left and the kids are "bidding" on it. The mom is like the auctioneer and they are offering up what they will do for the pringles snack pack. The little girl wins with the offer of "balancing the checkbook and watering the ficus". Mom says "sold to the lady with the ficus" and the little boy is all like "what is a ficus?". Nick asked me that too. I had to look it up and I'm still not sure I'm spelling it I like this commercial.

Burger King: For the spicy big fish sandwich. If you've seen it, you'll know right away what I'm talking Sharon says it borders on indecent. I, however, can see guys having that reaction over that girl... I sort of like this commerical too.

Any of the Suncom commercials: They suck. Harry Connick Jr seems to be the new spokesperson and really, they could have gotten someone better. I don't like this one.

The Subway commercials with Jared: Ok, props to him for losing all that weight. I'm really happy for him. Truly I am. But I am so tired of seeing the commercials that he's in. Seriously, they get old after awhile.

There's an ad they are playing on the radio for Cingular that just cracks me up. The conversation between the dad and the college daughter.

Dad: It's my $19,000 a semester daughter.
Daughter: Aw dad, we have Cingular's family talk national plan.
Dad: $4000 for economics. Let me break it down for you. Dad is going to the poor house.
Daughter: But dad, with Cingular's family talk national plan we can talk to any other Cingular customer in the United States for free.
Dad: Free. That's a word I don't hear enough of.
So she repeats what she said.
Dad: You already said that. $2000 for poety. Here's a haiku for you.
Your college education
My financial situation
Oh I am so broke...

The last part is what cracks me up every time.

And yes, I am bored. Or else I wouldn't be dissecting commercials... :-o

toy soldiers

Listening to Eminem's latest cd..Encore. I absolutely love his stuff, even his earlier although I can't listen to that song where he "kills" Kim, without cringing. The latest stuff is really good though. He's maturing, I guess, for lack of a better way to explain it.

Cartoons are on in the living room. My children are so rude that they turned the tv on while I was sleeping on the couch. So I woke up to hear Mucha Lucha or something. Nick thought he would watch cartoons instead of doing what I told him he would do when he got up this morning. So he got pissed off when I told him he had to clean h is room before he could watch tv. :-/ He'll get over it.

Chris is in Dublin today trying to finish that house. Nick managed to get himself trapped in the bathroom. I can't feel my arm but the bathroom door is open. We will probably have to replace it. Only Nicholas could manage to get himself stuck in the bathroom. 8-

It's cold today but it's really pretty outside. The sun is shining and the sky is all looks like it should be warm. Appearances can be deceptive. :-o

i should be sleeping

The kids have been in bed since 9:30. Chris went to bed at 11:30. He has to go fix some stuff in that house in Dublin tomorrow and he has to go early because the floor man is scheduled to be there sometime tomorrow morning. They can't get paid until he fixes the bs stuff the inspector failed them for. *sigh*

I took a 3 hour nap earlier so now I'm not really tired. I should probably go to bed anyways but I don't really want to. I know the kids are going to be up early though. *sigh*

We had subs for dinner and watched a little bit of tv. That's how our night went. Dawn called and left a message while I was sleeping but I never called her back. Gina called after she got off work to see if I had heard anything about grandma. I called Mama but she didn't call me back. Ricky did tell me that she came through the surgery ok but she had to have two pints of blood. And he said his dad said something about them "finding something" but he was on the cell phone and the reception was really bad so he wasn't sure what that was all about.

I really feel for my mom and dad right now. Both of their mothers have been really sick in the past month and they've been running back and forth trying to take care of stuff. Running from one hospital to the next, back and forth, day after day. Mama sounds so frazzled whenever I talk to her. That and trying to keep up with their business and their own health situation seems to be taking its toll. I keep trying to convince them they need a couple of days away but everytime they get in the position to do that, something else happens. :-/

And then add to that, she told me she was worried about me, health wise and the stress and she suspects that I am having problems with some other stuff... I don't want her to worry about me. I told her so the other day. She keeps telling me when things calm down, we should go to lunch and have a really long talk. She knows stuff is going on; she just doesn't know what. And right now with all the stuff she's dealing with, I won't tell her. I keep telling her everything is fine because I don't want her to worry any more than she already is.

I think I will go to bed now. Tired of sitting here

Wednesday, February 23, 2005

a diagnosis of sorts

The doctor called this afternoon and told me my lab work had come in.

My thyroid is apparently working properly. Which is a good thing.

I am diabetic. She wants me to come in for more tests and she's going to get me on meds although she didn't say what.

She thinks the heart thing is directly connected to the diabetes. Unregulated blood sugar causes your blood pressure to rise and your heart rate to speed up. The "fluttering" is my heart trying to slow itself down when it starts beating too fast. The medication should help. And if my blood pressure continues to stay up after they get my blood sugar under control then she'll see about doing something with it as far as meds go.

That actually explains a lot. The shaking, the extreme tiredness, the constantly being hungry (and Gina thought I might have gotten pregnant again.), the headaches.

I hope she's on the right track. I really don't like worrying. *sigh*

Saturday, February 19, 2005

Friday's doctor's appointment

If I somehow got stuck on your updated list, I am very very one million times very sorry. That's too many to write out. I started an entry on Saturday and couldn't finish it. So I'm finishing it today 2/22/05.

This will probably be short and I promise to update properly later.
I had my doctor's appointment on Friday and they told me NOTHING! Nothing useful anyways. She listened to my heart, said it was fast (duh!). Hooked me up to yet another EKG and told me it was in a normal rhythm, just beating fast. And my blood pressure is high. But they can't/won't do anything about it until they get more readings and she said they have to be done 10 to 14 days apart, so I go back on March 4th. She wasn't concerned with the headaches on Friday, or the fact that my back hurts so bad, I can't sit up or lay down for long periods of time. Do you know how annoying that is??? She was more concerned with the heart beat thing and I guess if I have to prioritize it, so was I. She basically told me to not stress about it and then they took enough blood from me that they could probably open their own bank with It seemed that way at least. She said they were going to check my thyroid and some other stuff. Blood calcium and lipids and something else.

By the way, did I mention that I despise needles? Absolutely hate them and so that was very unpleasant. *sigh* The lab woman got annoyed with me I think because I made a comment about her id badge. Apparently she used to work for the doctor's office, but now she works for Spectra Labs... or vice versa. Anyways, her doctor's office id badge has her name on it and then under it, it says "Director of Baked Goods". So I asked her about it because I was curious. And she showed me her old badge, the one that has a really outdated picture of her... where she was like, (and I am not making this up) at least 400 pounds. The woman standing in front me with the same face probably weighs 130, 140 tops. She's lost a lot of weight. So apparently her colleagues thought it would be cool to make her a badge with her updated picture on it. I guess I made one of those shocked faces because she told me she was on the atkins diet. And then turned her id badge over so no one could see it.

Really, I did not mean to embarrass the woman. I think it's really cool that she's lost that much weight. She's a pretty woman too. Before and after. Oh, and the director of baked goods part came about because she said she loved to bake but now she can't eat any of it, so she brings it to work and feeds it to everyone there.

Yeah, so $400 later, I still don't know what is wrong with me. Dr. Robertson asked me if I was under a lot of stress. I just laughed at her. She seems to think that anxiety/stress is a large part of my problem.

Met Chris for lunch in Dunn after his eye appointment. He has perfect vision. So he was a bit irritated about the whole deal. But at least he knows that he has perfect vision now and his headaches are coming from somewhere else. (I'd say I'm the cause of Ummmm... yeah. Putting up with me on a daily basis is enough to give anyone a headache.

We had lunch, I came back and picked up Elizabeth. Chris was supposed to go around to the gun shops in Dunn to look around, but when I got home he was here, loading the truck up to haul a bunch of stuff to Elizabethtown. He was going to do it on Saturday but instead did it Friday night because he got really angry with Nick and I made him leave. That's a whole different entry right there though.

Will finish this later. Well actually, will write about the weekend later. Right now, I've got to start supper before my children protest. Or Nick finds the breaker for the

Sunday, February 13, 2005

I am procrastinating

Moments of randomness to follow

Chris, Nick and Elizabeth are watching The Hunted. They had a timberwolf on there and Chris told her what it was and she started repeating him. It's cute.

They (Nick and Elizabeth) spent the night with James and Sharon last night. We picked them up today and Sharon said they were really good. Elizabeth actually talked to James which is unusual. Normally she just looks at him like he's from outer space. Nick and Jamie had a couple of spats but being boys that is expected. Overall they were good though so I was grateful. We hung out for about an hour or so and then we left and came home.

I dropped them off over there yesterday and came back and picked up Chris. We went up to the hospital to see my grandma. I wanted to cry. She's so frail looking and when she fell, she bruised up her arm and chest and she looks really bad. They (the doctors) are saying that no she didn't have a stroke. They "think" that her blood sugar level bottomed out which made her pass out. They are keeping her until Monday for observation and they are doing more tests and stuff on her. She's 84 though so I guess calls like that should be expected. My mother could be a little less alarming though. She called and said that we needed to get up there asap because it seemed really bad and they thought she was going to die. *sigh* I have really fond memories of my grandma. Seeing her like she is now is really really difficult because I remember so vividly how she was before. Stuff like when we were kids and she chased Kevin around the house and the yard with the broom in her hands threatening to wallop him for stealing cornbread from the fridge. Or the time we spent the night and my sister and my cousin cut a hole in the waterbed. They found a knife of my uncle's and in trying to get it to close after they opened it, they pushed it against the bed and water was going everywhere. I freaked out because, hey, they were flooding the room and my grandma comes out of her room.... Takes a look around and turns around and calmly goes back to bed. It wasn't funny at the time but now thinking about it, it is hilarious. Here the room is starting to flood and she goes back to sleep. Wasn't her room... lol.

*sigh* You can't talk to her now because she doesn't remember anyone or much of anything. Alzheimer's is robbing her of what is left with her life. And it makes me incredibly sad. We stayed at the hospital for awhile and then we left.

Chris took me to Wilmington/Carolina Beach last night. We originally went to Clinton with the intentions of eating dinner but everything was packed. Finally, he starts driving and I'm watching the scenery and he tells me we are going to the beach. I thought he was joking but he wasn't. We went to Mamma Mia's on the beach and had dinner. Which was oh so good. And then we went and walked on the beach. And then we drove home. That's the second time in a week we've ended up at the beach. Last Sunday, we went to Elizabethtown to feed the dogs and then to Whiteville. I bought him a watch. And then we started driving and we ended up in Myrtle That trip we had the kids with us, which I do not recommend. Elizabeth eventually got tired of riding and started acting up. But we still had a good time. We walked on the beach and then drove to Holden Beach. Nicholas and I picked up seashells and I called my sister because Chris told me to call her and let her listen to the ocean.... Last night, it was just me and Chris and we had a really nice time. It was a wonderful way to just kind of get away for a few hours. After all the stress of the week and particularly of the day.

He finished that house in Dublin yesterday. YAY!!! That house was starting to drive us all crazy.

Today we cleaned up some in the yard and he burnt a lot of stuff that's been piling up. He's slowly working on cleaning up the yard which has been somewhat neglected because he's been so busy. He cooked dinner tonight too. Should I be worried? ;) I was taking a nap and so was Elizabeth and he came in and decided he was hungry so he cooked. I still have to clean up the kitchen. Oh, and finish the laundry that I started. It is supposed to rain tonight and tomorrow which is a good thing because we could use it. Not a lot, just a little bit.

Nicholas finished his project. I just have to finish typing it. That's what I'm procrastinating about. I need to get it done though. Like now probably would be a good He did his valentine's cards too. Bought a bag of candy for him to take to school to give out with his cards.

Type the report... I know I know... I'm going ;D

GIST - The Sunday Edition # 175

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