Thursday, June 18, 2009
Ok, so this is not one of those stories where I have a lofty point at the very end. In fact, this is just one of those stories where it just helps to stand back and …. Laugh!
So this morning when I got to my office, I put down my purse, my lunch bag, and my lovely pink Susan G. Komen lunch bag. Then I started up my computer and did a few other things before I realized that the 1% milk in my Komen bag had gotten knocked over and there was 8 ounces of milk on the indoor-outdoor carpet! Let me tell you, 8 ounces of milk may not seem like that much when you are drinking it with your lunch, but when it spreads out across the carpet it seems to take forever to wipe up with paper towels! Mind you, an infinite supply of said paper towels! So after a lot of exercise from bending down to soak up the milk and walking back and forth to the kitchen area for more paper towels, the mess was finally gone. Now I needed to concentrate on replacing the milk. Tricky point since I did not feel like walking to the local snack shop for more milk. Thankfully, I was able to find someone who was on their way over there to get more coffee and he picked me up some milk.
Not to belabor the point but I have spent the rest of the day not being able to hold onto things!! Normally, this is not a problem for me but today is a completely different matter!! Oh well! Pretty soon I will be able to go home and spend the rest of my day under the covers!!
So my gut feeling is that this all started because of jealousy on the part of my Komen bag! It has heard rumor that I recently ordered a nice large size thermal lunch tote from the Breast Cancer Site! If only I had told my Komen bag sooner that the new bag is an enhancement, not a replacement!!! Oh well!! No sense crying over spilt milk!! LOL!!! Can't blame me for the pun!!
My jealous bag is the Zebra pattern in the middle!
Since someone asked, here is the link to the Lean Cuisine Susan G. Komen website where I ordered my jealous bag. These lunch bags are from the 2007 series so I am not sure if any of those 3 bags are available for order still. But in the FAQ, you can click on a link to sign up for their 2009 series notification.
And in case you were wondering about my new bag, here is the link for the Breast Cancer Site:
And here is the link to click daily for helping give women in need free mammograms:
Thursday, June 11, 2009
I really hate to admit this. I have been such a devoted mother over the years to the children. When they were little, I specifically worked part time so I could be home while still contributing to the family budget. Sometimes, our budget got really, really tight during those many years but hubby and I felt that working 3 days a week was more than enough time away from the children.
Three years ago when my daughter graduated HS, it was a huge celebration!! Hail the conquering hero!! She worked very hard and her graduation was a celebration of that hard work!! She had a super GPA and she is/was ready to light the world on fire when she got to college! And she has done awesome!!! (Check out my blog a few blogs back about my bragging on my daughter for more details!)
But this time around I am completely apathetic. In fact, I got one of my SILs in trouble for not telling her when graduation was. I had no intention of getting her into hot water but the topic of graduation never came up! (I eventually sent her an email apologizing for my part in the fiasco!) Why? Could it be because my son has aggravated me so very much during his last 6 or so years of school? His GPA is barely 2.0? That it seems like he has missed more school than attended? He has no plans for life after graduation? (And let me add that he has no job since he quit his job 3 weeks ago because he wanted to go to a party. And he has not done any job hunting!) BTW, mooching is not an option and will not be allowed under my roof!!! His general attitude and how he treats me and my husband? A few months ago, my MIL was all excited about throwing him a graduation party after the pomp and circumstance ceremony. But in the past 2 weeks, despite repeated requests by me, hubby, and his grandmother leaving him several voice messages, he cannot return her call to let her know who he would like to invite to HIS party!! She is so dejected that she has soured from going all out and cooking her fantastic meals to going out and buying BBQ. In his laziness and disrespect, my son has really hurt his grandmother's feelings!
OK, so there is the root of this apathy. Therefore, I will celebrate graduation because he chose to finish HS when he could have gone in so many other directions. I will celebrate that he has completed a huge undertaking that not everyone finishes. But beyond that, I cannot think of much else to celebrate! Maybe one day there will a parade but not in the near future!!
Friday, June 05, 2009
This week has been a little different but that is OK. First, I am still resting my right knee. Aches and pains are nothing new as I am a retired NCAA gymnast. You cannot compete all those years thru high school and college and expect to come out of it with your joints unaffected, especially by the time you hit age 5-0!! My knee does seem to bother me quite a bit lately but I just have no desire to go to the doctor. I truly expect he would tell me to take anti-inflammatory drugs and rest; maybe even a shot of cortisone. (No thanks -- been there, done that way too many times!!) So I would rather save my money and time. Recently, I have discovered that "resting" my knee truly means resting it!! Not just sitting in a chair but actually stretching out my legs as if I was sitting in a recliner or sitting up in bed. At least I have been able to catch up on a lot of shows that I can stream on my computer.
The print shop where hubby works has been really slow lately; to the point that I have been rather nervous about their viability. It appears as tho my fears were well founded as they cut everybody's hours to 32 a week. At least the owner is taking steps to avoid closing the plant!! So hubby and I have been figuring out our finances. Thankfully as long as I can keep my internet, cable, and electricity, I will be able to continue to afford my beloved Sparks!!
Along the way in our financial discussions, hubby and I have told our son he is being totally cut loose, financially speaking. We also told him if he wants to keep his pick-up truck, we are going to need his help making the payments. For several months now, I have not given my son any money. Hubby gives our son gas money and entertainment money every so often. But that well has run dry. Face it, if my son can quit his job because he wants to go to a party, then he can face the consequences of his stupidity; especially after I used to constantly remind him to watch his step because he had something a lot of people do not -- A job!! And he up and quits over a party? So be it!! Since he quit his job 2 weeks ago, I can tell you exactly how many job interviews Mr. Lazybones has been on but I think you already figured out that number!! Is he still going in the Navy? Probably not because it would interrupt his play time!
Earlier this week I went to the neurologist. I first went about a month ago because my restless legs were keeping me up. So this was a followup visit. We discussed adjusting the meds she has me on. But the big excitement for me was that I weighed 4 pounds less on their scale since my first visit! I have not adjusted my weight tracker because the “official” weight is my home scale and I will weigh myself this weekend. And no, I am still not having relief from those burning legs as I would like and it is still keeping me from sleeping; but we're getting there!!
I also had my annual OB visit. That did not go well. I told the dr that I had been a bit sore on my left side for a few weeks now. She said she could feel something so she ordered the heavy duty, extra squashy mammogram and sonogram. She also said she was pretty sure it would not be anything bad but better safe than sorry! The earliest I could get in was next Wednesday, June 10th. I will keep you all posted on the results.
Earlier this week, my SIL's father passed away. He was 90 when he succumbed to cancer. And yes, he truly did live a full life!! The viewing was last night so hubby and I went to support hubby's brother and of course, his brother's wife. It was as nice as a viewing can get and they had placed a rose in her father's hands for his dear departed wife. I expect they will close the casket with the rose still in his hands which I think is very sweet. My poor SIL has had a very rough week as she was in the dr's office discussing the cyst on her son's brain when she got the cell phone call with the news about her father. It is still early in the case with my teenage nephew so they are still trying to figure out what to do next.
After the viewing, hubby and I met my dad and stepmom for dinner at a place called Trader's Seafood and Ale. It was right near the Chesapeake Bay on Maryland's Eastern shore. We actually walked out near the rocky edge and took some pictures while savoring the salt water smell!! The food at Trader's was really good and I tried to stick to my diet; but alas, the crab dip and cream of crab soup were beyond yummylicious!! At least I had the crabmeat and shrimp salad! And the Old Bay seasoning on the boiled crab and shrimp was just enough that I barely used any salad dressing!! So for the first time in several days, I went over my limit. Oh well; such is life!! At least the food and company were very good!
So that has been my life this past week or so. I am still resting my bum knee but at the same time staying under my calorie max for most days. Oh, and I really have been getting antsy to get back to my Wii workouts!! Knee first, tho!!!!
Thursday, May 28, 2009
I get different Christian newsletters in my email. I like them because they generally take a verse and then explain how it can apply to my life. Some of these I can relate to while a few are a good read but otherwise they leave me lukewarm.
When I got this one from Joel Osteen, I knew this one was destined to become imprinted into my heart. From the moment I read the verse, I felt a strong connection. "We can rejoice, too, when we run into problems and trials, for we know that they help us develop endurance. And endurance develops strength of character, and character strengthens our confident hope of salvation". (Romans 5:3-4, NLT).
Joel goes on to say, “Did you know that the way you handle your adversities has a huge impact on your success in life? If you shrink back, choose to get bitter, and lose your enthusiasm, then you are allowing the difficulties of life to bury you. You are allowing hardship to keep you from your God-given destiny. But if you choose to keep pressing forward with a smile on your face, rejoicing even in the hard times, you are allowing God’s character to be developed inside of you. You are setting yourself up for promotion.
Did you know that the only difference between a piece of black coal and a priceless diamond is the amount of pressure that it’s endured? When you stand strong in the midst of the trials and difficulties in life, when you allow God to shape and mold your character, it’s like going from a piece of coal to a priceless diamond. Those difficulties are going to give way to new growth, new potential, new talent, new friendships, new opportunities, new vision. You’re going to see God develop your life in ways that you’ve never even dreamed!”
Joel finishes with a marvelous prayer: “Father in heaven, thank You for giving me strength to overcome every obstacle in life. I choose to rejoice no matter what may come against me because I know You are working all things together for my good. Thank You for developing Your character in me. In Jesus’ Name. Amen.”
So the next time I have a setback with my diet, another fight with my son, or the doctor adjusts my meds again, I will remember that these are all part of my personal growth and that I should face them boldly. Now I just have to remember to fall back on this the next time my son (who now owes me 3 ring payments because I chose to be nice and help out), up and quits his job because he has a party he wants to go to!!
Saturday, May 23, 2009
To say my mom and I had a rocky relationship would not even begin to describe what my childhood was like. Without dragging too many skeletons out of the closet, I will leave it at my mom had her demons and they most definitely controlled her life for way too long. As a child, you have no clue why the world is playing out like it is and you just do your best to survive. Finally when I was 14, my father divorced my mother as a way to save our sanity. To this day, I marvel at how he was able to take on the challenge of raising 2 kids while being a single dad in the 70's but that will be another blog!
When I was 18, my mother finally turned it around. She had an extremely acute attack of pancreatitis. She spent a week in ICU on a cooling blanket and nobody was sure if she would make it. Thankfully, she did and the doctors told her she had to do several things if she wanted to live. They told her she would have to quit the alcohol, quit the drugs, quit smoking, and she would have to lose almost 200 pounds as she weighed over 300 pounds then. AND they also told her she had to everything at once because her life depended on it.
She chose to clean up her act. It was not easy as first but she did everything the doctors had told her to do. I remember one time I went to visit her. She had boiled a pot of sliced yellow squash and she salted and peppered the squash once it was done cooking and that was her meal! And yes, she enjoyed it!!
She truly relished her new lease on life. She was very proud of herself and how she had got back her figure. She even took up disco dancing lessons! I included a picture from one of her classes. I specifically chose this one because she was so very proud of her shapely legs!
Then came the day of my 22nd birthday. I got a call from my uncle wishing me well and, oh by the way, your mother has been diagnosed with pancreatic cancer that has spread throughout her body and she has less than 6 months to live. But she did not make 4 months! I strongly believe to this day that had she not had the cancer, she would still be dancing and enjoying life without any chemical enhancement. She never backslid into her old ways during that short time she was fighting for her life. And fight she did! She would go to her chemo appointments an hour early to start wearing the ice hat so she could keep as much of her hair as she could. (Apparently wearing the ice hat freezes the capillaries in the roots of the hair so the chemo cannot reach them.) And when she lost her battle 28 years ago today, she really did have a pretty good head of hair!
Mom, I know you are in heaven so you know I have missed you. There were countless times when the babies were little when I really could have used your kind touch or even a hug. And I still remember how I would walk over from the college campus to meet you for lunch; so you know how long it took before I finally stopped trying to call you to see if you were free for lunch. Even now I still think about you and wonder what you would be like right now and how your grandchildren would also enjoy hanging out with you. I know you would still be your happy carefree spirit that you were those last 3 years of your life because if anyone can go thru what you went thru and not go back to your old ways, then they know what life is really all about!! So yes, even after 28 years, I still miss you! I love you, mom!
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