so... I have been trying to figure out a name for my blog that better fits my personality.
I have heard this phrase many times over the years...I even have a sweatshirt from back in the 80's that says Warning - Runs With Scissors.
Actually, to be perfectly honest, I have my kindergarten report card dated May 30, 1956. In the space entitled Needs Improvement there is a great big X with a short note... runs with scissors! I remember asking my mom what that meant and she said...you'll understand later.
I guess its later now. haha I get it mom!
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Appendix update
Tomorrow, Thursday, September 29th, is the day scheduled for Aiden to get his abdominal drain out.
No secondary infection appeared. Big, big yea!! He just knows that since the put him to sleep to put it in, they will put him to sleep to take it out.
I am NOT going to set him straight! Tomorrow will be soon enough. We have had a fun, but quiet time 'waiting'.
Believe it or not he is ready to get back to school. Today marks 2 weeks of his being out of school and the first day that he actually got off the couch to 'play'. Yippee!
No secondary infection appeared. Big, big yea!! He just knows that since the put him to sleep to put it in, they will put him to sleep to take it out.
I am NOT going to set him straight! Tomorrow will be soon enough. We have had a fun, but quiet time 'waiting'.
Believe it or not he is ready to get back to school. Today marks 2 weeks of his being out of school and the first day that he actually got off the couch to 'play'. Yippee!
Ruptured Appendix - Oh My!
originally posted 9/22/11
Carrie's fourth child, Aiden Kyle, is (was) a whopping 42.4 pounds of 2nd grader last week. Now after a 70 mile ambulance ride to the nearest hospital, midnight surgery for a ruptured appendix, 5 days in the hospital, and a really long abdominal drain tube for another week, he is but a shadow of himself.
He was a real trooper through all the obstacles...although there was a moment when he heard the surgeon's words, "cut it out" that he freaked! [along with his mom and dad!]
Any way, all is almost well.. the doctor got the abdominal cavity all cleaned out and there is no fever. I have been tasked with 'babysitting' him until they remove the drain and he can return to school. Even through the bandages, he has been great and aren't I the luckiest person in the world!!!
It is good to be able to help Carrie with the kids. A normal day is a struggle so you can imagine what this has done.
Everyone looks like they need a good long 24 hour extra nap...including sister and 2 brothers, Great Aunt and Uncle, Robert and Julia, Granddaddy, me, and of course Carrie. She has gone from driving a team of six white horses to riding shotgun on a runaway stagecoach.. well sort of.. you get the drift!
He was a real trooper through all the obstacles...although there was a moment when he heard the surgeon's words, "cut it out" that he freaked! [along with his mom and dad!]
Any way, all is almost well.. the doctor got the abdominal cavity all cleaned out and there is no fever. I have been tasked with 'babysitting' him until they remove the drain and he can return to school. Even through the bandages, he has been great and aren't I the luckiest person in the world!!!
It is good to be able to help Carrie with the kids. A normal day is a struggle so you can imagine what this has done.
Everyone looks like they need a good long 24 hour extra nap...including sister and 2 brothers, Great Aunt and Uncle, Robert and Julia, Granddaddy, me, and of course Carrie. She has gone from driving a team of six white horses to riding shotgun on a runaway stagecoach.. well sort of.. you get the drift!
What happened to August?
orignially posted 9/22/11
The last couple of months have been really busy...Charles fell and broke 2-3 ribs..self diagnosed because he won't go to the doctor. Don't waste too much sympathy tho... he fell on the first day of the fishing trip but didn't come home until they had the best 3-4 days of successful fishing...welll give hime some sympathy because he never ever complains about pain... not like me for sure. I have actually been cooking meals for him....not to worry...no fires!
So school started without me. dammit! I am not even missed :-( I planned on being on an out of state trip or being really involved in something else but that did not work out. I ended up with 2 weeks of bed rest due to a bad infection in my bad leg...just like a damn old person watching the clock and hoping for something...shit...shit...shit...
The last couple of months have been really busy...Charles fell and broke 2-3 ribs..self diagnosed because he won't go to the doctor. Don't waste too much sympathy tho... he fell on the first day of the fishing trip but didn't come home until they had the best 3-4 days of successful fishing...welll give hime some sympathy because he never ever complains about pain... not like me for sure. I have actually been cooking meals for him....not to worry...no fires!
So school started without me. dammit! I am not even missed :-( I planned on being on an out of state trip or being really involved in something else but that did not work out. I ended up with 2 weeks of bed rest due to a bad infection in my bad leg...just like a damn old person watching the clock and hoping for something...shit...shit...shit...
laundry
orignially posted 9/13/11
so I'm really excited.
We got a new washer and dryer installed yesterday. They are red. (the red ones were almost $500 cheaper than the grey or white ones....) I know why now. Every time I open the laundry closet my heart skips a beat..they are REALLY red and shiny! I mean really, really red...like slut red.
I was thinking it would help me. When we built our house, I asked for red kitchen countertops. You see I have had a couple of kitchen fires in my life and was thinking that the red would perk me up and keep me paying attention. That proved to be invalid since I have had a couple more fires (or other catastrophies) since them. It is safe to say that me and kitchens do not get along!
Well, back to the laundry closet. We have no white clothes or anything. Either I cause them to take on a new color (dull brown) or our dirty water does it. I am hoping that having red appliances will keep me more alert and remind me to use a color catcher thingee. I still have not turned them on yet because I made sure all my laundry and ironing was complete and up to date... damn. I have even read the manuals twice so I would know what to do and how to do it. I am seriously considering yanking some sheets off of a bed just so I have something to wash and steam dry.
its sad how my life has changed...sitting here staring at a washer and dryer. D.A.
We got a new washer and dryer installed yesterday. They are red. (the red ones were almost $500 cheaper than the grey or white ones....) I know why now. Every time I open the laundry closet my heart skips a beat..they are REALLY red and shiny! I mean really, really red...like slut red.
I was thinking it would help me. When we built our house, I asked for red kitchen countertops. You see I have had a couple of kitchen fires in my life and was thinking that the red would perk me up and keep me paying attention. That proved to be invalid since I have had a couple more fires (or other catastrophies) since them. It is safe to say that me and kitchens do not get along!
Well, back to the laundry closet. We have no white clothes or anything. Either I cause them to take on a new color (dull brown) or our dirty water does it. I am hoping that having red appliances will keep me more alert and remind me to use a color catcher thingee. I still have not turned them on yet because I made sure all my laundry and ironing was complete and up to date... damn. I have even read the manuals twice so I would know what to do and how to do it. I am seriously considering yanking some sheets off of a bed just so I have something to wash and steam dry.
its sad how my life has changed...sitting here staring at a washer and dryer. D.A.
What Now?
originally posted 7/17/11
So...today I had time to do nothing. The house is clean. All cabinets and closets have been sorted and organized. Fresh flowers on the table. Plants watered (and living). Dinner in the crock pot. I picked up my phone and called my little brother's house. He got mom's answering machine with her message, " Hi, you've reached the Stanleys.... I miss her. I guess I figured out that you have to face grief alone...even though the person right next to you is also in pain.
I'm just going through the motions...and feeling very sorry for myself. Like I said before...I am a D.A.
Tomorrow will be a better day.
later...
So...today I had time to do nothing. The house is clean. All cabinets and closets have been sorted and organized. Fresh flowers on the table. Plants watered (and living). Dinner in the crock pot. I picked up my phone and called my little brother's house. He got mom's answering machine with her message, " Hi, you've reached the Stanleys.... I miss her. I guess I figured out that you have to face grief alone...even though the person right next to you is also in pain.
I'm just going through the motions...and feeling very sorry for myself. Like I said before...I am a D.A.
Tomorrow will be a better day.
later...
why take 3?
my old name was - Jeans Journey - Take 3?
originally posted 7/7/11
originally posted 7/7/11
I'm thinking that life happens in 3 stages... childhood, adulthood, and retirement.
I have just hit the last stage - hence the take 3.
Just a warning...I am not a clever person and definitely not a fan of English or proper grammar so beware -- you will enjoy editing my writings. I don't care if you feel bad for my lack of proper grammar. I bet I could beat you in math. Not everyone can count to 100 50 gazillion different ways. (that is how i amuse myself when bored to death).
So I have retired after having spent many years teaching high school math, writing grants and managing educational technologies.... {computers and networks}
I guess retirement is a good thing but I am not sure yet. I have been making a bucket list for the last 6 months or so of all the things I would do as soon as I closed my office door for the last time but now I can't find it....probably left it on my desk!
I will admit that I am a bit worried about how this retirement is going to work. I absolutely love my job...I mean loved it. It was stressful but I thrive on stress and deadlines. That is when I seem to do my best work. People keep congratulating me and wishing me well. I haven't done anything except quit doing what I loved to do.
And, they didn't even replace me!! Figure that one out. Talk about a knife to the heart... or ego. I worked 60 hour weeks doing nothing I guess. For my whole life, every single time I got confident and sassy, something would happen to jerk me around and slap me back to reality.
I guess its fitting that the last stage begin in the same manner. Just one time I wanted to be seen as important and irreplaceable. I know, I'm a dumbass.
So why did I chose to retire? It seemed like a good idea at the time? My husband semi-retired a couple of years ago and wanted me to free up some time for us. I wanted to spend some more time with my mom, take her on a couple of short trips. We were going to do that this summer but she died a couple of months ago. :-( Gosh I really miss her. I feel guilty because I never gave her enough time and now that I have it I don't have her.
My mom... I have lots of stories ...good ones...funny ones...sad ones.... The important thing is that she lives on in all of us...her children and her grandchildren. I will share some stories later...when I have more time.
I am going to close now because I used to teach people HOW to blog and I would always tell them to keep it short. lesson learned.
later...
I have just hit the last stage - hence the take 3.
Just a warning...I am not a clever person and definitely not a fan of English or proper grammar so beware -- you will enjoy editing my writings. I don't care if you feel bad for my lack of proper grammar. I bet I could beat you in math. Not everyone can count to 100 50 gazillion different ways. (that is how i amuse myself when bored to death).
So I have retired after having spent many years teaching high school math, writing grants and managing educational technologies.... {computers and networks}
I guess retirement is a good thing but I am not sure yet. I have been making a bucket list for the last 6 months or so of all the things I would do as soon as I closed my office door for the last time but now I can't find it....probably left it on my desk!
I will admit that I am a bit worried about how this retirement is going to work. I absolutely love my job...I mean loved it. It was stressful but I thrive on stress and deadlines. That is when I seem to do my best work. People keep congratulating me and wishing me well. I haven't done anything except quit doing what I loved to do.
And, they didn't even replace me!! Figure that one out. Talk about a knife to the heart... or ego. I worked 60 hour weeks doing nothing I guess. For my whole life, every single time I got confident and sassy, something would happen to jerk me around and slap me back to reality.
I guess its fitting that the last stage begin in the same manner. Just one time I wanted to be seen as important and irreplaceable. I know, I'm a dumbass.
So why did I chose to retire? It seemed like a good idea at the time? My husband semi-retired a couple of years ago and wanted me to free up some time for us. I wanted to spend some more time with my mom, take her on a couple of short trips. We were going to do that this summer but she died a couple of months ago. :-( Gosh I really miss her. I feel guilty because I never gave her enough time and now that I have it I don't have her.
My mom... I have lots of stories ...good ones...funny ones...sad ones.... The important thing is that she lives on in all of us...her children and her grandchildren. I will share some stories later...when I have more time.
I am going to close now because I used to teach people HOW to blog and I would always tell them to keep it short. lesson learned.
later...
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