Sunday, November 13, 2011
We have added a new member to our family, a rescue dog named Ali (after Muhammed Ali). We're renaming him "Ollie" so that when folks see his name they know he is a boy. I had just been saying earlier in the week that I needed motivation to work-out. Now I have it in a this 45lb bundle of energy.
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
The reason why I bring this up is because we were discussing J's lack of interest/skill in keyboarding and how he could get better. I mentioned that there are plenty of free sites on-line that offers tutorials for typing. Dad perked up at this and said "maybe I should try that, I bet I could type faster than your mother....oh wait, that wouldn't work for me" and started laughing. I had started to agree with him and started laughing as well. One handed typing is what he does now, and he does it just fine, but I thought it was funny that both of us forgot that he did not have his fingers anymore. It's become a non-issue, something that he has adjusted to very well.
For example, since the accident he has finished tearing down a two-story barn and has rebuilt it as a one story barn, all by himself. That man makes me proud.
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Oh, in case you want to support a scout (Trails-End has a nice military donation program), J would always appreciate your business. http://www.trails-end.com/estore/home_alt.jsp?_requestid=868420
His ID is 7073457, in case the link does not go to his page
Monday, September 12, 2011
Now I have a little accordion file that I use to store the coupons until I need them. I get excited when I see the cub scouts selling "Scout Fair" tickets outside the grocery store, since that means they'll have $5 off your $75 purchase at the grocery store for each month of the year, plus many more coupons. I usually buy 4 and use all of the grocery store coupons plus many of the others (this year's free pint of Blue Bell ice cream in each packet was very much appreciated).
If I see that my coupons will expire soon and I won't be using it, I scout out other shoppers' carts to see if they have anything for which I have a coupon. If they do, I give them a coupon. I made some woman's day today - I gave her 3 coupons worth $2.40. Every little bit helps. Sometimes I have an extra scout fair ticket - that's $5.
Friday, September 09, 2011
We had just moved out of New York a few months before the incident and the feelings that I felt from that day were horrible. I remember calling and calling friends to see if they had survived and not getting through, as all the phone lines were busy. I remember my father-in-law responding to ground zero and not knowing for days where he was and if he was O.K. (he was fine, he does suffer from PTSD and breathing problems now related to the incident). So every time something comes up about it, I can't help but say, "NO, I don't want to relive that". Even now, just typing this brings up tears and anxiety.
My reaction reminds me of some of the reactions of my husband's grandparents and their friends to footage of the D-Day invasion. They too can not watch, even after all these years, because the memories of who they lost, of what the country suffered is too great.
So to those who know me; when I change the conversation, it is not because I am unsympathetic or heartless, it just too much for me.
Thursday, September 08, 2011
Monday, August 22, 2011
Hopefully it will be a good year, with positive teachers. I hope this last year of middle school goes smoothly for him, that he discovers more confidence in himself and in his surroundings.
Thursday, July 14, 2011
The other night while I was studying for finals with a group from my class, one of the girls came back from getting a snack, saying she had just seen someone that looked just like Santa. She wanted to take a picture of him to show to her daughter, but was reluctant to ask him for it as he looked "grumpy". I said I would do it (with age comes the knowledge that the worse that can happen is that people say "no").
I went next door and sure enough, there was a gentle man wearing suspenders over a red shirt, with a full white beard. He was reading a paper, so I simply said "excuse me, I hate to bother you, but you look just like Santa. A friend of mine would like a picture of you to show to her daughter, do you mind if I take your picture?"
He was happy to pose for a picture and if you look closely, you can see his license.
Yes, that says "Kristopher Kringle". He has credit cards in his name as well. He insisted that I take a picture with him, although I did demure. He was persistent. So....
I went to back to my friends and told them what happened. Heather, the one who wanted the picture for her daughter, screamed "I knew it, I knew it!" It was quite funny. She went back over to him and did get her own picture to share with her daughter.
I don't care how old you are, it's always exciting to meet Santa!
Monday, July 04, 2011
Now, I don't think of those so much. I think of what J will do with his life. I appreciate his honesty and love towards us, his family. I think of the near future when he will not be around as much, focusing on his own independent life. Funny, that carefree life ahead does not look as appealing as it did 13 years ago.
Friday, June 24, 2011
He's an awesome kid, respectful of his family (most days), doing his chores with very little reminding, chipping in to help out more when he knows I'm under stress.
Don't get me wrong, he has perfected eye rolling, knows everything so there is no need to listen to advice from his parents, and can give sass when he gets fired up; but he is a good, kind child, which I am happy to see. He is growing into a wonderful young man.
This year I see him becoming more independent, as he pursues his social interests more (ie. girls). I hope he continues to gain confidence and to believe in himself.
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Wednesday, June 08, 2011
One thing it has done for me - I've learned how to "mosey" very effectively. It is a humorous sight indeed. Hopefully, all will be back to normal tomorrow. Otherwise I might have to stop by the massage therapy class to see if they need any patients.
Thursday, June 02, 2011
Inspired by your “Win My Awesome Bike if I don’t lose weight” contest, I have registered at Stickk.com to lose 25 pounds. ...Anyway, every time I miss my weekly goal, the site runs my credit card for $25 and sends the money to the my personally selected “Anti-Charity.” For me, that’s the NRA - for you it might be something different.
Now, that would not be my anti-charity of choice, I would probably give to a political group whose policies I can not stand, or to a candidate who I would hate to see get elected.
What do you think? Would it motivate you?
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
I finished my first semester back at school and now have a whole 3 days off before the next classes begin for me. I don't know what to do with all this free time. Well, that's not entirely correct. I have a list that is a mile long of chores and errands that I have been putting off for the past few months. I've got to work on a Boy Scout fundraiser that I am in charge of (we're selling first aid kits) since no one else was willing to step-up and do anything. I'm also going to get some "pleasure" reading in, since the last 4 months have given me little chance to read anything other than textbooks.
I'm also applying for entrance into my Physical Therapy Assistant program. There is a whole rubric of ways to achieve points for the program, I hope I have enough to qualify. Wish me luck. I really hope I can into my program this September, otherwise I wait an entire year until they accept people again. I have a plan, a delay is not in that plan.
Friday, May 06, 2011
With this being said, it might be my fault that this happened. You see, in the instructions for this mop, it does say to use distilled water only. Obviously, they know something about mineral build-up from evaporation of tap water. I ignored that recommendation and paid the consequences. I'm now trying to salvage my shark by soaking it in vinegar to dissolve the build-up.
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Unfortunately, with the summer comes drought, and here in TX we are already in a severe drought without any relief in sight. I'm afraid my tomato and pepper plants might not produce much for me. My poor plants do not look happy, even though I water them regularly. I think the dry hard clay-like ground is stressing them out. Either that or they are suffering from some sort of blight, which would not be unheard of, what with me and my brown thumb.
Monday, April 04, 2011
Monday, March 14, 2011
Our home recently looked like an episode of "Hoarders", but for a good reason. You see, J recently did a food drive in connection with a scout advancement requirement. He was a smart child; instead of going door to door, he contacted one of my professors at school for assistance. This professor had recently had lectures on starvation and how people in our country don't do enough to help out, so J thought it would be a good idea to see if he wanted to join in a food drive for our local food pantry.
The professor was more than happy to help - not only did he had out J's flyers, he offered extra credit to the students who donated to the drive. He also convinced some of the other professors to participate as well, which meant a hugely successful drive for J. We did several pick-ups during the 2 week food drive, with the final pick-up being so large that I had to leave J at the college, because the car was full to the roof! (Luckily, the college is connected to our library and J was able to do some science fair research while I made the 5 minute drive home to unload some of the goods to make room for him in the car)
Want to guess the final tally of items collected?
The final total of items was 767.
Thursday, March 03, 2011
I am going to try to follow this diet, but I need my cup of coffee in the morning, it gets me through the day. The last two days have been horrible, I have had severe head attacks and migraines (caffeine helps prevent migraines). I'm going to stick it out for another day, if my headache is still there, I'm going back to my coffee.
Sunday, February 13, 2011
It looks chaotic from the outside but from the inside you realize just how much work the PT's are doing. The office runs like a well-oiled machine, with each patient getting the care they need and deserve, 4-8 patients at a time, it is amazing to me.
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Monday, January 17, 2011
He didn't ask me what I had on my bucket list, as I had caught him between his run and weights workout. Besides, what I would like to accomplish are goals that are a bit unrealistic. I still want a Nobel Prize. I know, you have to have expertise in some aspect of your life to qualify, and I do not have that, but it is a dream I've had since I was 8. That novel that I am not writing could possibly accomplish this; of course, it would have to be written, which means I would need some idea about what I was to write.
I'd like to be a hero, like one of the people who tackled the shooter in the AZ shooting. I know, another odd, unrealistic goal. I know I would react in the situation, I just don't think I'll ever be in that situation - it's not like I am a hostage negotiator.
I'd like to save a life, which goes along with the hero thing, although it could be as simple as performing CPR, the Heimlich manuever, of applying pressure to a gushing wound. As an EMT and as a medical assistant in an emergency clinic, I have dealt with life or death situations, but I don't think that my efforts alone ever "saved" anyone, it was always a team effort.
So, what's on your bucket list?
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
I'm guessing they have pretty clean homes. If I was a good mother and wife, I would be vacuuming every day, mopping, dusting, etc. I guess I'm not, since I figure my once a week standard for most things should work, as it has worked for the past 6 years. My husband does not see dirt, as we confirmed last night when he "helped" me clean-up a mess I spilled up the floor. After he was done, I looked down and saw the food still on the floor. He literally did not see it all he swore it must have appeared there after he wiped up my mess. My son is the same way, so if they don't care, should I stress over it? I'll end up being cranky when they do drop crumbs on the floor or don't put their laundry away as soon as they come home.
We'll see how it goes. For now, I think catching up on some of my reading is an ideal use of my time. That and scheduling all those annoying maintenance appointments that I usually don't have time for (ie. carpet cleaning, car tune-up, dentist cleanings, haircut, etc). I've already got the appointment set for my truck recall.
Monday, January 10, 2011
My job of 6 years is no more, I turned in my keys at the end of December. I realize this may seem counter-intuitive when you consider the state of our economy, but it was a necessity for my sanity. I knew it was the right choice when I told my boss I was leaving - instead of asking me to stay, she simply asked me to please put it in writing. This is a job where I have received numerous awards of recognition for my work, so it was a bit disheartening to not be at least asked to reconsider my decision.
I do have another job, one that is weekends only. It is mindless, but at least I know that going into it. Yes, I may not enjoy the time away from the family; however, I do need to fund my new endeavors, one of which is going back to school. I am heading back to become a physical therapist, with the 1st step being me getting my physical therapist assistant certification. I may be making a change, but I do have an eye on our bank account and know that I need to get back full-time into the workforce sooner than later.
In the meantime, I am greatly enjoying my time off. I love the freedom during the day, the peace and quiet of the house. I am jumping through hoops trying to get my plan in place (20 year old transcripts don't always transfer easily), but I am OK with that. Life is good.