We are really happy.
My nephew Matt and Kat are here spending Labor Day weekend with us and its’ a treat to see them,as it’s the first time we have spent solo with them since their wedding back in May.Kat even brought us a blueberry cake and it is spectacular.
The girls are happy that they are here, well at least Zush is, and Kat is better than she was when she met them before: outside of the initial barking, she is good.
I’d write more, but it’s time for dinner-am putting on my hostess with the most-est gown.
You ever had a morning that started out good?
Then, as an act two, the heavens opened up while trying to get into work as I was on the expressway.
I can not, and I mean, CAN NOT, wait until my last punch in because my chief occupation these days just seems to be shaking my head.Maybe it’s my definition of common sense as opposed to other folks, but again? ***smh*** There are only so many times that you can calm yourself down going,” This time next year….”
Fortunately I get to get out a little earlier today due to a medical appointment: here’s hoping that distance works wonders!
Never had one.
Plastic Tupperware basin, filled with Dawn, hot water, rinsed, put in drain rack, dried and them put away.
Oh my God! What a new world!
I have a load of pots and pans in now and a second load in my sink ready to get in for the next load. I have no idea how I lived without it…
My mother-in-law turned 95 yesterday.
I am jealous, although I am so happy for her, but it just makes me miss my Mom all that more.
She wouldn’t have liked to go out like my mother-in-law does, but just to see that smile and
and hear that voice would be so nice.
Sto lat, Mom C., and many more.God bless you and keep you safe.
Mom..I miss you every day.
We are juicing again and it always ends up like a movie theater.Seatings at 1,3,or 5 a.m.
We are up letting the juice do its work. You are always happy that it is working,your
plumbing, that is, but to have the juice do it’s work, well…hi ho. it’s off to work again.
Have oral surgery tomorrow, so probably a little time away from the computer.
Have a good weekend!If you are in the areas of the nor’easter blowing through, be extra careful,ok?
Egad! I am beat.
We have been busy as all get out, as taxpayers are coming in from the corners of the city and
they aren’t happy.
Smile, answer questions, give directions, a sympathetic ear.
Thank God for Thursday!
Undisclosed Part two tomorrow!
We went to Mass this morning,as we normally would on a Sunday.
Afterward,we went to a restaurant that we last went to on our honeymoon,almost 11 years ago.
We have changed,life has changed,but,most notably,how those prices have changed for everything that was on the menu.It was a pancake house: it wasn’t a steak house or seafood house- a pancake house.
Jim got plain pancakes and I got a plain waffle. I had coffee and Jim had orange juice.The small orange juice was $2.50 for a SMALL glass: we wondered if it was gold plated. Bacon, which we seldom have, was $3.75 for a side order.
Nice to know that we are still together, and our love has grown to beat the rate of inflation…lol
Enjoy your weekend!
My nephew Greg just left. He came to pick up ham I made for them. I remarked how old I am: sitting here alone with the fur girls, watching Pope Francis I have the Easter Vigil Mass at the Vatican.
Jim is out painting our front fence, as we get the house ready to sell. Melancholia is quite overwhelming. This house had me busy on this day for the first six years, as I would be preparing for Easter. Then Mom got sick.
It is good to have good memories; it doesn’t make them hurt any less, but they are good.
A blessed Easter to you and yours.
Mike our neighbor is over.
We are listening to You Tube, Jim is playing his guitar and we are singing songs of our youth.
**the two shots of whiskey I have taken are the best cough medicine to listen and sing along with.**
It’s good to kick back, and the fur children always enjoy Daddy playing music.
Life is good!
TLC is running a marathon showing of the show “Extreme Couponing.”
Highly ironic is that Jim knocked apart my kitchen pantry in order to start sprucing up the house so we can sell it.
I liked my pantry. It saved me from going down the cellar to get things ready for dinner. Now Jim has bought a little closet for the kitchen and although now the kitchen has a little more space, it just doesn’t look the same.
Oh well. Guess this is the first step toward the future.
It was a long day in the office today: probably due to the arrival of daylight savings time.Once again, it was dark in the morning, but working later, I had the added perk of having sunlight, or should I say twilight? Either way you slice it, it was swell coming home with the light!
The hack,a.k.a. I”ll walk a mile for a Camel cough, is doing somewhat better…instead of hacking every five minutes, I can actually go 1/2 hour without coughing~ a major feat!
Now,with no offense to my fur girls, if only the cough would no longer sound like it belonged to a cocker spaniel….lol
For once it wasn’t my sinuses. Imagine that.
I went to the Doctor today and ended up with two inhalers, cough suppressants, and a referral for a chest x-ray. Can you say viral?
Gee, knew I was sick.
Jim mimics my cough, but as lousy as mine sounds, you can multiply his by 10. I just hope his doesn’t turn into a hospital trip, since he wouldn’t go to the doctor.
The fur girls know we are sick~ pretty compassionate!
We’ll keep you posted!
The 90’s hit “You’ve had a bad day” came home with me tonight.
Jim is sick with a hacking cough. Hot soup for dinner~ he doesn’t want to eat. I went up with the girls to see my friend who is very sick.She fell off the toilet because her legs are getting worse. Now I have to go down to my friend whose husband is in rehab. She is scared about caregiving: she has been married 55 years and is afraid to see what happens down the road.
I try to help, but after a while, it’s a rough gig!
A P.S.- to cap dinner off, my husband just dropped a roast beef, albeit a small one, on the floor ….
Did I mention Zush is happy? 😀
It was a good and active weekend: the kind of weekend that makes you dread Monday.
My friend and her husband came down and it was as though everything was go- go-go, not that it was a bad thing. The fact that Jim and I are both hacking like we are cigarette smokes doesn’t help. You are active but your speech comes to a halt when you start hacking.
Good sign when you need to rest all week after the weekend!
Have a good week.
I work customer service.
Right now it is extremely busy.
Any complaint, annoyance or irritation that they are experiencing, they are coming in by the droves. It’s a job. It’s keeping me busy.
It gives me the headache from hell.
Maybe it’s the February blues, but I don’t know.
I am on a day where I am supposed to be unwound from the week- I am not.
I am supposed to feel good- ditto.
It’s a gorgeous day and my moping I am going to put away in a box.
Look out…. I’m coming!
Another Friday, another week I am thankful to put behind me.
I am grateful for the flannel sheets on this bed. I bought a better grade of flannel sheets for our bed: trust me- the cash was with it for the softness.
There is a warm spot in my heart for tonic water, be it diet or otherwise. My mother- in- law told me that a little before bed cuts down on leg cramps.She was right!
I escape in only one tv show- Law and Order Criminal Intent. Actually, I enjoy trying to determine who did it. Although it’s off the air, I am always thankful for their reruns.
We are headed into some forecasted snow tomorrow. It is a treat for us to be able to escape as a family to the cold and quiet.
To wrap this up, Friday is one year since Mom’ s last full day in this life. Not a day goes by that I don’ t miss her, and I was blessed to have her as my Mom.
Just as I slowly pull myself out of my codeine-a-rama for my cough and ribs,well, now
it just seems to be the issue of who can still get through what’s left of winter by standing on their feet.
Weather has gone from springlike and foggy to getting cooler to alleged sleet tomorrow night. This is just so I
can hear my Mother say in my head ,”This is pneumonia weather-you don’t know how to get dressed.”
It’s a shame that the amount of Zush hair that gets left on me daily doesn’t count because I wouldn’t have to worry
about getting sick I’d have a built-in instant coat!
As for myself, well, I am waiting for that magical snow day to hit-hopefully when I am at home in bed
with nowhere to go and nothing to do!
It’s an accomplishment: getting out of the city traffic in one piece… so is getting through another year.
51- new knees
52- Mom gets her travel orders for Heaven
Here’s hoping for the upside.
…or so the beginning to Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club band goes….but for me it was 28.
Twenty eight years ago, this T Rex of an employee was green around the gills, walking into the first day in a big government agency scared half to death. By the grace of God, here I am 28 years, 3 cancers, plus Shingleman, minus parents later, and I am still here.
The benefits I received from this job saved my life, for I surely would never have been on a protocol for my first cancer. The friends I have made and KEPT along the way are choice-with them I am truly blessed. So today I am tuly thankful to those who guided me to the finding of this job, guided me during my early years, and on the bad days, guided me away from darkness.Those of you have been with me along the way know the road has been bumpy, but it has been great sharing the bumps along with you.
We had the idea to hit 4PM Mass yesterday figuring we’d be up early for the beach…sleep had the upper hand, though so again we are getting a late start to the day. The girls are under the table with me in the air conditioning as I type this, and having hung out some sheets on the line, have half an eye to the sky for rain.
We are going to lay back today too, maybe some exotic lunch while we run in and out of the raindrops. The nice thing about being around fresh produce is that there are so many ways to enhance a meal with things like fresh tomatoes and the like.
Have a wonderful Sunday!
So here I am waiting for my ENT doctor to summon me back.
The hack that I have shared with one of my BFF ‘s Juls will hopefully be dissected and allergy medication will be updated. If I am lucky, he’ll clean the ears out well enough that I’ll hear everything in court. It is funny, but I put a lot of these visits off last year because of my new knees. Now I am glad I have them so I can play catch- up with all these appointments.
Weather permitting, the borough of Wildwood Crest is having major yard sales. As my sister-in-law Joanna is down, we are going to have the alarms set and are psyched to have a girls’ morning out.
We celebrated her husband’s birthday tonight with a recycled cake, meaning we’ll celebrate their anniversary tomorrow with it and Shingleman’s birthday on Sunday.Well, come on, I see you shaking your head** I see you, don’t look away** but hey, everyone is counting calories…lol
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It’s Ash Wednesday today, and as one of my co-workers wrote, giving stuff up for Lent to give you permission to act like a sphincter for the rest of the year.( roughly paraphrased)
I was thinking about that. Yes, I am Catholic, born and bred, but while thinking about what my buddy Anna said, I realized how true it is. I am not talking about people of other faiths, mind you, but people who I have known for 28+ years. Yes, I know I will go for ashes today, and like to think I am not THAT bad of a person BUT I know things I do the rest of the year, well, in retrospect, it’s like why bother with the ashes? I know a co-worker who religously gives up sweets for Lent. Well, not me. This year I am going to just try to start from within to try to clean up my act, and if I manage to find some happiness there, then I’ll try to pay it forward.
On a lighter note…
My Zush was born 11 years ago today.
We got her at six months and “my little human in a fur suit” has been the light of my life from day one.
Sto Lat, Zush!! ( that’s may you live 100 years in Polish)
Evidently if I want to have the posts placed on my FB page, I have to synch it up with this WordPress account.
“This is only a test.”……
Today is a rough morning.There is only one thing filling the bill-the Zush whisperer.
There is a line Henry the Eighth mutters in the series The Tudors. He tells the Spanish Ambassador ,” You do not.know all my secrets.” Well, for the past ten years, Zush has been the guardian of mine. I love her with every molecule of my being and then some…and Mom loved her too!
Fur children …. I thank God for them!
Services for my Mom, who passed away the 19th of January, will be held Friday the 27th of January.
If you could please just say a prayer or hold a good thought at 10 in the morning then, I thank you. Not so much for her, though, because I am sure I know EXACTLY where she is at, and that’s in heaven. Say one for me. Yes, I know it is selfish, but please, one for me.
The “stuff” which I know was going to begin, has started.
It is incredible as to how people who have had nothing or very, very little to do with Mom over the past four years are now “grieving “.Well, folks, news flash-you can have all the tears, crocodile or whatever,that you want. Bob and I have cried rivers over the past four years and we KNOW WE did well and she is at peace.
Eternal rest grant unto her, O Lord, and let perpetual life shine upon her. May she and all the souls of the faithful departed through the mercy of God, rest in peace, Amen.
I figured I’d beat the rush.
My godson,Greg, has been awesome sending me clips on how to knock calories off here and there without really noticing it. Well, the one thing I did decide to adapt to I am noticing, but I figure it’s time….
I am pulling the plug on ANY form of creamer in my coffee.
Call me silly, call me foolish, but I figure my heart and waistline will be co-beneficiaries of this move. The last time that I was into drinking black coffee, I was, maybe, a junior in college. So here we are, almost 22 years later, and I am going to give it a second shot.
I’ll keep you post.
…nor do I play him on tv.
It is because he caused trouble on his flight that I found out about Words with Friends.
Loved scrabble and I have played almost every variety of the game. Now, thanks to Alec,I am on my phone, when I need sleep, and am addicted to the game! I love it, because it makes me use my brain !!
Excuse me…gotta go-it’s my turn times three…now where’s my X?
The girls and I are laying low.
It was a long day for me,unraveling lifestyle tweaks with the doctor. A lot of time spent on and waiting for trains. Nothing like being out in the cold to wear you out.
Being out seeing folks going through various stages of illness makes me appreciate the fact that I am not in a hospital and am home watching Grace Kelly while the girls veg out and I am waiting for the dryer to finish.
Life is good.
It’s almost seven in the morning and I am at my Mom’s.
She is gently snoring in the hospital bed as I try to let some of the early morning light in. We have had a quiet night, We are at peace.
Here is hoping that wherever you are,or who you are with, you are at peace,too!
I can’t even walk and chew gum at the same time…and juggling life issues is something I really can hope to stop doing someday.
Looking at people 5 times my size on the bus this morning and wondering what can I do to move far away from my current size, outside of sewing my mouth shut… I am writing down and counting calories, but looking at fellow passengers on a bus at 5:40 am, well, makes you question metabolism, sleep and a “hurry up and eat or you’ll be late” mechanism.
Just got off the phone with my brother Bob talking about Mom and family issues.
Trying to keep my life at home going at an even keel.
Trying to recover from Saturday’s fall.
Zush and Kasia on Benadryl.
I guess you just keeping juggling until you drop something, right?Guess I just have to go out and get some fresh velcro for my hands to keep things going.
Here’s hoping things are going better for us all.
…thanks to my bud Kate, an inhaler, and some benzonate pearls, the cough is a little less choking. It is a pleasure to only sporadically be choking and perhaps just saving a stayfree for another day…
…and on another day that is coming up,…My oldest nephew, Matt, will be celebrating his 24th birthday on Friday. Matt has turned into a helluva guy who I am so proud to say he is my nephew.He literally has gotten himself together and is ready to take it on the road. It was a joy watching Matt through the years, and I know he will be at peace in his life. He is the best guy I know, and I love him very much. He knows the door is always open to him where ever I am.
If you ever talk to a caregiver and they tell you they are not emotionally exhausted, they are stretching the truth.
I have been taking care of my Mom with the help of my brother here in the city for what will be 4 years this coming January.It’s a long haul so far. Within the past month, two friends of mine( in their 50’s-60’s) have had their Moms pass away. Both had dementia, as my Mom does, but one had cancer as an underlying condition, and wasn’t bed-ridden as my Mom is, and the other had dementia for about 5 years but passed away at 98 years of age.
When these folks lost their Moms, I hugged them and gave them my deepest sympathy and then , about a half beat later, said you lucky S.O.B.They both exchanged the look with me and knew.Their lives can resume again.One friend has two dogs and a teaching job he loves, and my other pal is a Grandmom who has a gorgeous house and a lifestyle I secretly covet.
I often say my Mom died in January of 2008 and we are taking care of my Mother. I pray for her every day- I do.
There’s a line in the movie Rudy, between Robert Prosky as a Priest, talking to Sean Astin as the main character. The main character asks the priest has he done all he can do? He has lit candles, prayed, went to Mass, and the Priest answers by saying to him,. “God answers in God’s time.”
You would think anyone who gets sucked into the Kardashians on E!, well , you aren’t surprised that I watch TLC. Well, I do. For one show…
I was channel surfing when I first happened upon this show and I was intrigued. I mean, if I could save ,not $10,$20 OR $25,000 as some of the people on the show claim, but it was with an eye toward retirement, I figured, hey, why not?
Evidently the coin of the realm here is printable coupons. You need to do homework as to what your grocery store’s coupon policy is as to if they would double the coupons**listening to Dad turning over in his grave at the statement of me doing ANY homework over the age of 21..lol**,and the coupons you find on line ,in the Sunday paper and in circulars, and you’re off.
I save $25.00 last week in Walmart, home of, “What us? Double Coupon? LOL”. Can’t wait to try it in Shop Rite.
I am a frustrated Iron Chef America viewer.
My addiction started after first finding the Iron Chef show on the Fine Living network, back in the day. The show originated in Japan, and was really kitschy, because the show was translated into English, so it was like you were watching a Godzilla themed cooking show.
I have always been playing catch up, since the show has been on forever, but the Food Network has decided to run reruns of diners, Drive-Ins & Dives..over, and over and over**ad nauseum**..This morning I have the station on and they are showing the promos for the Next Iron Chef. I am chomping at the bit at this, because they have some kick-ass chefs that are going to compete. All are professional chefs, and probably most have shows that are currently on the Food Network. One that I know of has made news for having the IRS go over his books, and this chef, whose initials are G.Z., is probably the most pompous ass of a chef shown on the station, so it will be interesting to see how that pans out.
**rubbing my hands in anticipation**
Let the games begin.
..and no, this isn’t about the passing of Steve Jobs,although R.I.P. to him, but this is about the music of George Harrison, which I’ve got on my Iphone, adding to Steve Jobs’ estate..
I grew up post-Beatles, or should I say, the Beatles grew up with me. I was a toddler when “She loves You” came out, in fourth grade when Sgt.Pepper came out, and so on.
Fast forward forty years and on my Iphone the Concert for George is playing. After George Harrison died of cancer, his friends, such as Tom Petty and Eric Clapton got together and did a concert as a tribute. There is some good stuff on it, IMHO.
Two nights ago, Jim and I were watching the HBO documentary on George Harrison and it was pretty darn good, and as well it should have been, as it was done by Martin Scorsese. The one thing that struck me, in it, was when George was apprehensive about writing songs, “after all, John and Paul did that: could I do it?”
I am glad you did George. I have gotten into YOUR music and YOUR lyrics, and think you did a helluva job…now if I could only get them out of my head….lol.
While going out to the more scenic area where my work is sometimes located, I had to go through the major train station in order to get there.
I had been a little early, so I took advantage of the time, grabbed a hot coffee to loosen up the wreck of a cough I am currently nursing, and sat..and watched, albeit for a little while. As I was drinking coffee, I looked at the people walking past me who were also carrying coffee cups. I kind of came to this equation; coffee is the universal solvent. It seemed that regardless of sex, race,age,blue-collar, white-collar, working or retired.There was a cup in 11 out of 20 hands. Granted, some of them might have been tea or cocoa. Evidently, recession or not, folks need their cup of joe.
Personally, my Phillies had me up last night, along with my cough, and I figured I’d need a little jolt so I can hopefully see my Fightin’ Phillies bury the Cardinals tonite..**fingers crossed**..Here’s hoping!
For lack of anything better to do, I had the E! Channel on and Jim and I were watching the Kardashians, or, more appropriately, “Keeping up with the Kardashians”.
After a little while, Jim was intrigued and still wonders do people actually live like this? Sure, I said, if you’re in Calabasas California, are married to a former gold medal Olympian, Bruce Jenner. I really can’t fathom the bit that their husband/friend/father, the late Robert Kardashian, was OJ’s lawyer. I mean, until Kim got herself caught in a sex tape scandal, that was the family’s claim to fame. Now look at them. Even as I type this, I have E! on for white noise and Mr. and Mrs. Jenner are celebrating their twentieth anniversary in Bora-Bora. Really…
I can just see the Kardashian girls living my life, dealing with my Mom’s illness, working my job,cooking my dinners. In the old days, before dementia, Mom used to say ” Must be nice..”( meaning to have money. They have a new line of clothes designed, allegedly, by the Kardashian girls…sure, and they’ll fit up to what, size 10? Funny they never seem to prepare a meal on the show. Beds are always magically made, and one episode actually had one of the younger daughters farming out a dog walking job to a local Mexican worker for half what Bruce Jenner was going to pay her.
Talk about Fantasyland….
this is my new home-
There is no sanity clause