Thursday, January 20, 2011

16 years old

Today, my son is 16 years old. I can't really believe the time has flown by so much. It seems like just yesterday that I was hiding in my room denying that I was having contractions and then going to the hospital where the most perfect baby boy was put into my arms. 9 lbs 7 ounces. I knew then what unconditional love was all about.

The years have not been all easy. It's not all been roses and wonderful things. As he has gotten older, I have been ready to pull my hair out in frustration at times. He's willful and full of attitude and he's also funny, sweet and can be charming when he wants to be. He's super smart and he writes in a way that I can only wish to be able to do. He's also now taller than me. 

Happy Birthday, Nicholas. I love you dearly.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

how it went

I am writing this propped up on pillows and absentmindedly watching Oprah. This is day 3 of my vacation and so far I have not managed to do anything productive since we came home from South Carolina.

Sunday: After Chris returned from dropping off the kids, he took a look at the leaking toilet and at first said it would be okay to fix when we got back because it was just a teeny tiny drip. But he touched it and when I went to get my bag, there was water all over the floor. So we turned off the water and went to Lowes to get a replacement part and we went to Mi Casita for supper since it was getting so late already and it would be the last good supper meal I would be able to eat for awhile. Came home, fixed the toilet and got on the road. By 8:30 we were in South Carolina and checked into the hotel. The Fairfield Inn in Florence is a nice place. It was easy to find, the rooms were clean and it was convenient to everything. We put our bags in the room and then decided to go locate the dental clinic so we wouldn't be lost in the morning. It was surprisingly easy to find once we got used to the fact that there were practically no road signs. We went to Wal Mart for a couple of things and returned to the hotel.



Monday: We got up at 4am. Went to Waffle House for breakfast. Got to the dental clinic at 5:10am and there was already a line. They opened the doors at 5:45am because it was so cold and I stood in line for 15 minutes waiting to check in. The check in procedure went rather smoothly. Then I was told to go to another area of the building where I sat for a few minutes. They called me back, did x-rays and the impressions of mouth and then put me in a room where the dentist came in and looked at xrays. He asked me if I had eaten already because he was going to try to convince me to go upstairs and be sedated for the procedure. He sent me to the admin office to pay and then they called me back in and they proceeded to pull 28 of my teeth, 2 of them were surgical removals. I was done by 9:30 and they told us to come back at 1pm.  I got my 2 prescriptions filled in their pharmacy which took all of 5 minutes. And then we left and went driving. My face was massively swollen and all I wanted to do was take a nap. We were going to go to the beach during our wait but the signs announcing "the beach is this way" are misleading and after awhile we had to turn around so we could be back by 1pm. I sat in the waiting room until about 2:15 when they called me back and fitted me with my appliances. I have to have the bottom one fixed when I go back in three months because I was unable to bite and they couldn't align it properly. We left and came home and Dad brought the kids home to us. I immediately went to bed and went to sleep.

Today. I removed them for the first time and cleaned them. I am still really swollen but it's slowly going down. I am pleased with the way my mouth looks. Right now, I'm exhausted so I'm going to go back to sleep for awhile.

Edit: Whenever the school calls, it's never anything good. Nicholas and I spent 7 hours in the emergency room tonight for a psych consult because a teacher found a fragment of a poem he wrote and threw away and she gave it to the guidance counselor who in turn demanded a psychiatrist see him. After 7 hours, I got fed up and they were talking about him having to stay overnight not because there was anything wrong with him but because they only have one psychiatrist and he covers the entire freaking hospital. Nick was number 5 in line to be seen. So I told them I would bring him back tomorrow because for crying out loud, I was in pain and we had done nothing but look at each other for 7 hours. The psych nurse had come in and talked at length with Nick and the ER on call doctor had come in and looked in his eyes and gave him a drug test (which pisses me off) but other than that, nothing. So they discharged him. I have the paper to take with me to school tomorrow because he can't go back without a parent until he's seen by the psychiatrist and they have exams this week. So I guess in the morning I will be sitting in the school while he takes his exam. It never ends.

Monday, January 17, 2011

A short post

This is just to announce that I'm alive and well. My mouth hurts now but I expected that.

And I'm high from the pain pills so forgive the disjointedness. 

Sunday, January 16, 2011

The start of vacation

So I'm off for the next 9 days. It's my first paid vacation in a vast number of years and you will never guess what I am planning to do.

I am going to go have my mouth fixed. We are leaving later this afternoon to go to South Carolina where we will stay at the Fairfield Inn in Florence and then tomorrow morning, we will be going to Sexton Dental Clinic. I have all ideas I will be quiet and in a massive amount of pain so I'm pretty sure I won't be doing much in the way of communicating. 

I am actually looking forward to having it done and over with. I have been talking about having it done for a number of years and this year, I finally bit the bullet and decided to get it done. I'm scared a little bit which I guess should be expected.

And I just discovered the toilet is leaking. -sigh- Maybe we will get out of here sometime this evening.

Chris has left to take the kids to his dad's house. They are going to stay with him until tomorrow evening. 

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

and then there was snow

It snowed early Monday morning. I was off work and Sunday and we did a lot of our running around early in the day. Chris cooked supper for me which was a really nice surprise. The schools were canceled for Monday and when I woke up at 3:30, there was no snow and I had a brief moment of "what if it doesn't snow at all?" (like it did earlier in the week when they were predicting us to get some and we got nothing.) I went back to bed at 4:30 and still, no snow. At 6:45 when he got up to go to work: Snow had fallen. And it was beautiful. And it continued to fall all day. Big, fat snowflakes and itsy bitsy snowflakes and medium sized ones and it was still beautiful. And then... it stopped snowing and it started sleeting and everything iced over and it wasn't so beautiful anymore.

Monday, I was also off work so I watched it snow and made a big pot of chili and made chocolate and vanilla covered pretzels and pecans and took a long nap and rearranged my bedroom and went through and removed most of the things that I have been hanging onto for reasons that even I am not clear about. There was a lot of stuff. At some point, the automated system for the school called and school was canceled for today.

This morning, I slept in and had coffee and slept some more and took a shower early so I could wash my hair and have it dry before I had to go to work. Chris drove me to work because he didn't want me to drive home tonight by myself so he's coming to pick me up at 11. I think that's really cool of him. I get to work and discover that several people had called out and several more had spent the night at the hotel next door so they wouldn't have to drive in the weather but could still work and that school was canceled again for tomorrow.

They were supposed to have exams this week so I don't really know what they are going to do about that. I have my vacation coming up (I work every day until Sunday) and then I am going to have my mouth done on Monday barring any unforeseen complications like the school system deciding to make Monday a school day and not the teacher workday it's supposed to be. *sigh* Regardless, either Monday or Tuesday, I am going to have my mouth done and then I have the rest of the week to learn how to talk again and get over the pain that I'm sure I'm going to be in.

So.... it's been slow in here tonight for the most part and my feet are starting to hurt from being on them so much and my text messages have been blowing up for reasons that are baffling me and it's time now for me to go start wrapping up my shift even though I have another hour and forty minutes before it's time to clock out.

Here's hoping the kids go back to school on Thursday or I may have to get my own room at the hotel to escape them.... 

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

the one in which I get a bit irritated

Sunday, I was off work and I tackled my disaster of a house. Having the kids home on vacation + Chris on vacation + a 6 day workweek = my house looked like complete crap. I spent so much time during the past week sleeping that I didn't make the time to get anything productive done and so on Sunday, I did it. Scrubbed the kitchen, washed/dried/folded/put away ALL the laundry. Cooked supper. Cleaned the floors. Took down the decorations. Put the decorations away. Fell into the bed at almost 1:30 am exhausted but pleased with the progress. Oh... and we took the kids shopping Sunday afternoon after we had brunch. It was a decidedly productive day.

Monday, I was also off work and I did some more cleaning. I made chicken parmesan for supper after a trip to the store and to pick up Dylan. Baked an apple pie and some sugar cookies. Set off the smoke detector (from the wax paper on the pan.) Fell into bed at 9pm.

And today. I slept late and made time to take my meds and I cleaned the kitchen before going to get Beth from school. Somehow there was a mixup and they had put her on the bus. She was retrieved, we made it to work where I discovered Janet was off and so I called Chris and asked him to come pick her up from the hotel because I had just had enough of the entire fiasco. She did her homework in the breakfast room and watched tv  and he picked her up and that's been that.

It has been fairly steady at work tonight. I work all week until Sunday again. Same schedule I will have next week and then I'm on vacation. My plans for my vacation: Get my mouth fixed. That should be fun.

In the meantime, I'm steadily making plans and trying to figure out how to implement them. It should be interesting.

Saturday, January 1, 2011

Goals for 2011

If I change the name from resolutions (even though it means the same thing practically, do you think it will help me to keep them?)

This is MY year. 

I want to:

  • get completely out of debt.
  • take care of my mouth situation once and for all.
  • find a few minutes of me time every day. (I manage to find time for everyone else and I really should schedule me into my calendar.)
  • get better organized.
  • put together my portfolio.
  • find a balance between work and home. (You would think I would have already managed to do this but I haven't been able to and it's really starting to stress me to the point of exhaustion.)
  • write more.
  • cook more often.
  • stick with a fitness routine.
  • make more time for people I care about.
  • avoid drama.
I'm sure there are more things I would like to do but that's a pretty good list to start. Now, if I can just keep it.

Happy New Year 2011!

Wishing everyone a bright beginning to what I hope will be a fantastic new year.

Wishing you love, laughs, and luck.

Lighting a candle for health, peace and happiness.

Make 2011 your best year yet.

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