Leaving tomorrow on vacation! Sailing out of Long Beach at 5:30 pm. Monday and Tuesday are days at sea. Wednesday is Puerto Vallerta, Thursday is Mazatlan, and Friday is Cabo. Saturday is another day at sea and home early Sunday. I really need a vacation.
I wish Roxie could go with me. I will definitely miss all of my girls.
Our friend, Doug, passed away yesterday morning. He is at peace now.
Rhonda had to say good bye to her girl dog, Myka, on Tuesday. And today she had to say good bye to her boy dog, Parker Brown. They were sweet Australian Shepards. They had fierce barks but they were good dogs! It's such a blessing to have pets but so very difficult to say good bye.
I will miss certain routines while I am gone...
Oh! And for those who are interested...I am going on a 7 day cruise and I packed 14 underwears. A girl can never have enough! Ok...I tend to over-pack just a tad. But dammit - if that ship is going down, it's taking me with it in clean tidy whiteys!
Be back with you in a week... ♥
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Seeing What IS Important
I'm trying to think if I should share the good or the bad...ha! there is no good! Actually that is not true but it's just more on the bad side than the good.
New "do". I think I like it. It's a lot shorter. Kind of got a bob cut. No more a-line. Was getting tired of it being longer in the front than the back. I have decided I don't like the dark hair anymore so I am going to gradually go lighter without bleach. I don't think bleach and hair should mix. I was telling my hair stylist about a technical hair term that she is too young to know about. Remember "frosting"? My grandma would say "I really need to get my hair frosted"! Oh the good 'ol days. So the hair is the good part of my day.
Woke up and could hardly walk. My lower back was siezing up. It is better tonight though. Went to see the Opthlmologist today for the flashes in my eye. He never came out and said it but I believe what I was diagnosed with was old age. Seriously. Fortunately, there is nothing terribly wrong with my eye.
When Luigi lost his mortgage job, he had to pretty much do away with his business attire wardrobe. I took most of his shirts and put them in a heavy duty laundry bag and figured one day I would go through it and keep or give away. I decided tonight was that time. He went to the garage to get the bag. All was well until he got into the house and we smelled this horrible stench. There was a dead man in the bag! No, I am kidding. Really I am! Actually the bag was wet and had obviously been wet for some time. Everything in the bag was ruined. Hundreds of dollars of shirts and pants. Very painful throwing away Brooks Bros and Ralph Lauren dress shirts. I wanted to cry. But in the end, it's all just material stuff and does it really matter? Well in this case it was rotten material stuff! Where the water came from I have no idea. The day we moved it was pouring rain so maybe it got wet then? Who knows.
The bad (actually sad) part of my day...a very genuine and nice man is dying tonight. I have probably never mentioned him to anyone at any time. He goes to my parents' church. Doug Mitchell. Loves the Lord. Loves animals. His best friend is his 3 year old dog, Ty. Less than a year ago Doug started to get unsteady on his feet. He finally told a few people that he had been diagnosed with Lou Gherigs Disease. Every single day he has suffered. I have never seen anyone lose quality of life as fast as Doug has. He was just here in July for my mom's party. He was in a wheelchair. Still able to get on his feet but better in his chair. 3 months later...he is on hospice. My parents took him some lunch on Sunday. He has a hard time swallowing. He ate the applesauce that my dad made. Today...he slipped into a semi-lucid coma. Hospice nurses left his wife with some bottles of morphine this afternoon and said to call if need be. The blessing would be for Doug to go tonight. Hospice said it could be a couple of weeks but that seems highly doubtful. I am so sad. But I know he is headed for sleep and there is no pain when you sleep. I pray that God and the Angels watch over him tonight and give him peace.
So truly...losing a bag of stupid clothes is NOT so bad after all. Losing Doug is what is bad. I'm glad I know the difference.
New "do". I think I like it. It's a lot shorter. Kind of got a bob cut. No more a-line. Was getting tired of it being longer in the front than the back. I have decided I don't like the dark hair anymore so I am going to gradually go lighter without bleach. I don't think bleach and hair should mix. I was telling my hair stylist about a technical hair term that she is too young to know about. Remember "frosting"? My grandma would say "I really need to get my hair frosted"! Oh the good 'ol days. So the hair is the good part of my day.
Woke up and could hardly walk. My lower back was siezing up. It is better tonight though. Went to see the Opthlmologist today for the flashes in my eye. He never came out and said it but I believe what I was diagnosed with was old age. Seriously. Fortunately, there is nothing terribly wrong with my eye.
When Luigi lost his mortgage job, he had to pretty much do away with his business attire wardrobe. I took most of his shirts and put them in a heavy duty laundry bag and figured one day I would go through it and keep or give away. I decided tonight was that time. He went to the garage to get the bag. All was well until he got into the house and we smelled this horrible stench. There was a dead man in the bag! No, I am kidding. Really I am! Actually the bag was wet and had obviously been wet for some time. Everything in the bag was ruined. Hundreds of dollars of shirts and pants. Very painful throwing away Brooks Bros and Ralph Lauren dress shirts. I wanted to cry. But in the end, it's all just material stuff and does it really matter? Well in this case it was rotten material stuff! Where the water came from I have no idea. The day we moved it was pouring rain so maybe it got wet then? Who knows.
The bad (actually sad) part of my day...a very genuine and nice man is dying tonight. I have probably never mentioned him to anyone at any time. He goes to my parents' church. Doug Mitchell. Loves the Lord. Loves animals. His best friend is his 3 year old dog, Ty. Less than a year ago Doug started to get unsteady on his feet. He finally told a few people that he had been diagnosed with Lou Gherigs Disease. Every single day he has suffered. I have never seen anyone lose quality of life as fast as Doug has. He was just here in July for my mom's party. He was in a wheelchair. Still able to get on his feet but better in his chair. 3 months later...he is on hospice. My parents took him some lunch on Sunday. He has a hard time swallowing. He ate the applesauce that my dad made. Today...he slipped into a semi-lucid coma. Hospice nurses left his wife with some bottles of morphine this afternoon and said to call if need be. The blessing would be for Doug to go tonight. Hospice said it could be a couple of weeks but that seems highly doubtful. I am so sad. But I know he is headed for sleep and there is no pain when you sleep. I pray that God and the Angels watch over him tonight and give him peace.
So truly...losing a bag of stupid clothes is NOT so bad after all. Losing Doug is what is bad. I'm glad I know the difference.
Monday, October 25, 2010
Eye Can't See
A neighbor has Christmas lights up already. What the heck is that about? I absolutely love Christmas - it's my favorite holiday. But I believe that all Christmas cheer belongs in the month of December. Come to think of it, all birthday cheer belongs there too! Ok, I'm a little biased.
Part of having a Blog is that it's a good place to vent. So here goes. Am I the only one in the world with a less than desirable Father in Law? Damn he makes me so angry. He is a self-centered asshole. He's not happy unless he can be mad at someone. He is so miserable. That's my only solace...that he probably IS miserable. The story is too long for this poor Blog but just know that if it isn't about him, it ain't worth being about anyone or anything. Ok, I feel better now.
In my quest to be the unluckiest woman on earth...I am having blurry spots and flashes of black and white in my right eye. I went to the eye doctor this afternoon. He had to refer me to an opthamologist. I got the "I'm sure you are fine BUT just in case..." scenario. It appears (punny!) that there might be a problem with my retina. So I have to see the big people to look at my little eye. I pray it doesn't have a hole in it because that would mean surgery. Wait and see (there I go being punny again)!
This morning at about 9:00 I was feeling overwhelmed and stressed at work. And then I thought of this...Next Monday at this time I will be in my jammies outside on my balcony overlooking the ocean. The cabin steward will bring me a tray of coffee, danishes, and fruit. Ahhhh - work who? And I love that I will leave my cabin and come back and my room will have been cleaned and the bed made. And I can mess up my room all I want during the day and when I go back...it will have been cleaned again! With a chocolate on my pillow and a towel animal waiting on the bed. Vacation rocks!
Next year's agenda... Niagara Falls.
Part of having a Blog is that it's a good place to vent. So here goes. Am I the only one in the world with a less than desirable Father in Law? Damn he makes me so angry. He is a self-centered asshole. He's not happy unless he can be mad at someone. He is so miserable. That's my only solace...that he probably IS miserable. The story is too long for this poor Blog but just know that if it isn't about him, it ain't worth being about anyone or anything. Ok, I feel better now.
In my quest to be the unluckiest woman on earth...I am having blurry spots and flashes of black and white in my right eye. I went to the eye doctor this afternoon. He had to refer me to an opthamologist. I got the "I'm sure you are fine BUT just in case..." scenario. It appears (punny!) that there might be a problem with my retina. So I have to see the big people to look at my little eye. I pray it doesn't have a hole in it because that would mean surgery. Wait and see (there I go being punny again)!
This morning at about 9:00 I was feeling overwhelmed and stressed at work. And then I thought of this...Next Monday at this time I will be in my jammies outside on my balcony overlooking the ocean. The cabin steward will bring me a tray of coffee, danishes, and fruit. Ahhhh - work who? And I love that I will leave my cabin and come back and my room will have been cleaned and the bed made. And I can mess up my room all I want during the day and when I go back...it will have been cleaned again! With a chocolate on my pillow and a towel animal waiting on the bed. Vacation rocks!
Next year's agenda... Niagara Falls.
Friday, October 22, 2010
Packing Obsession
TGIF. I am not kidding. Very busy week and next week will be worse. Leaving on vacation in 9 days and I always seem to put tremendous pressure on myself to be "ready" for a trip. I am obsessed with planning and packing. I really envy those people who calmly pack the night before. A friend went on a week vacation to Myrtle Beach a couple of weeks ago. It's Friday afternoon, about 12 hours before departure, and I say "whatcha doing tonight"? His answer..."Packing for my trip". How is that possible? I have 2 lists going, I have clothes stacked in groups, and I am already worrying about the animals missing me. Good grief! Now that I see it in black and white...I am a bit of a crazy traveler. Ok, a lot crazy!
I had a bit of a bichon poo melt-down tonight. I realized my girl is getting old. I started to cry. I love that dog more than anything in the whole world. Luigi reminded me how much love I have given her and how I have made her life so much better than it was. But the truth of the matter is that Roxie is the one who has made MY life better. God blessed me with her and she's not done yet. I need to back up and keep having a good time with her. We have some years left together!
I had a mystery shopping job at Hooters tonight. Fun! I have to admit that Hooters Girls are some of the nicest servers ever. If you've never been to Hooters it's not as bad as you may think. It's not a bunch of dirty old men trying to cop a "hooter" feel. There were about 4 tables of just guys. The rest of the tables were either male/female couples or families. The food is pretty darn good. Hootin' tootin! Oh, I meant rootin' tootin!
I'm liking the new side-job of Mystery Shopper. I'm not making a whole lot of money (yet!) but I am having fun. To get paid to eat or shop is pretty awesome. So far I have eaten at BJs Brewhouse, Smashburger, Hooters. I have driven a very cool Mercedes. I tried out a really comfy mattress at Jeromes, and my next venture is to make a purchase at Bed Bath and Beyond.
It's 9:45 and definitely time for bed on a Friday night. Signing off with a picture of my Bichon Poo who seriously needs a haircut! ♥
I had a bit of a bichon poo melt-down tonight. I realized my girl is getting old. I started to cry. I love that dog more than anything in the whole world. Luigi reminded me how much love I have given her and how I have made her life so much better than it was. But the truth of the matter is that Roxie is the one who has made MY life better. God blessed me with her and she's not done yet. I need to back up and keep having a good time with her. We have some years left together!
I had a mystery shopping job at Hooters tonight. Fun! I have to admit that Hooters Girls are some of the nicest servers ever. If you've never been to Hooters it's not as bad as you may think. It's not a bunch of dirty old men trying to cop a "hooter" feel. There were about 4 tables of just guys. The rest of the tables were either male/female couples or families. The food is pretty darn good. Hootin' tootin! Oh, I meant rootin' tootin!
I'm liking the new side-job of Mystery Shopper. I'm not making a whole lot of money (yet!) but I am having fun. To get paid to eat or shop is pretty awesome. So far I have eaten at BJs Brewhouse, Smashburger, Hooters. I have driven a very cool Mercedes. I tried out a really comfy mattress at Jeromes, and my next venture is to make a purchase at Bed Bath and Beyond.
It's 9:45 and definitely time for bed on a Friday night. Signing off with a picture of my Bichon Poo who seriously needs a haircut! ♥
Monday, October 18, 2010
Getting My Warrant Cleared...Who knew?
I should not have gotten out of bed today. What a pain in the ass kind of day. It was a day of missing trains and buses. Missed lunch (not a good idea to be replaced with Hostess Donettes and a Vitamin Water). Also missed a couple of phone calls that I was looking forward to.
My day started out standing with my friend Barbara at our bus stop with no bus. A know-it-all woman who asked if we were going to the courthouse informed us that the bus would be arriving in 3 minutes. No you idiot. We should be at work in 3 minutes. So idiot lady looks at both of us and says "are you two going to the courthouse to clear your warrants?" Seriously? I looked at Barbara and said "do we look THAT bad today?" Good grief!
On Friday I had a woman come up to me while waiting for my afternoon bus and after introducing herself, stating her homeless status, and claiming she had money, asked me this..."do you by chance have any drugs that I can buy from you?" Dammit - why did I leave my bottle of Vicadin at home? Kidding! I told her the only thing I had on me was an anti-depressant pill at the bottom of my purse. For some reason she was not interested in my offer. She then said "I just thought you could help me out - you know - woman to woman". Ok, this woman (meaning me) is ready to get on the bus and get the heck home!
And the day before that...(from a guy on the bus)..."hey, are you a Judge?" If I were a Judge would I be on this damn bus? I think not.
I so need a vacation. Oh wait! 12 more days and my wish will come true...
But I am already missing my Roxie and my Zoe. Such a pathetic animal mom.
♥
My day started out standing with my friend Barbara at our bus stop with no bus. A know-it-all woman who asked if we were going to the courthouse informed us that the bus would be arriving in 3 minutes. No you idiot. We should be at work in 3 minutes. So idiot lady looks at both of us and says "are you two going to the courthouse to clear your warrants?" Seriously? I looked at Barbara and said "do we look THAT bad today?" Good grief!
On Friday I had a woman come up to me while waiting for my afternoon bus and after introducing herself, stating her homeless status, and claiming she had money, asked me this..."do you by chance have any drugs that I can buy from you?" Dammit - why did I leave my bottle of Vicadin at home? Kidding! I told her the only thing I had on me was an anti-depressant pill at the bottom of my purse. For some reason she was not interested in my offer. She then said "I just thought you could help me out - you know - woman to woman". Ok, this woman (meaning me) is ready to get on the bus and get the heck home!
And the day before that...(from a guy on the bus)..."hey, are you a Judge?" If I were a Judge would I be on this damn bus? I think not.
I so need a vacation. Oh wait! 12 more days and my wish will come true...
But I am already missing my Roxie and my Zoe. Such a pathetic animal mom.
♥
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