Monthly Archives: August 2012

New treats for Halloween…

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     Couldn’t resist buying these today.  One is from Yankee Candles and the other is from Hot Topic.

      You all have a good one!

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Bits and pieces

     Once in a while you run up against a person whose greatest desire is to make your day miserable.  One thing I like about Facebook is that I can delete such a person.  So much nicer than ‘real life’ isn’t it? 

     Now that Gavin has figured out how to snuggle with me on the new couch, he’s taken to scolding me if I’m not on the couch for him after dinner.  It’s a hoot.

     Patty can’t decide if she likes The Curmudgeon’s new chair or the couch more.  

     The days and nights are getting cooler.  We can almost turn the AC off completely.  It all depends on The Curmudgeon’s temperature tolerance.

What happened at the doctor…

     The Curmudgeon’s neurologist appointment resulted in him getting a prescription for a rollator, and a scolding for not using one that day.  His walking was lousy. 

     After we left there I stopped at the Red Robin for a late lunch.  I needed to take my pills and I needed to eat with them.  The Curmudgeon had their Bleu Ribbon burger.  I had Riblets and Clucks.  Our very late lunch went on to be our early dinner.  Later on neither one of us was interested in anything more than a light snack.

     No G, we didn’t get the apple pie bites with caramel sauce.  By the way folks, if you haven’t tried them, they are to die for–G and I have had them and love them.

Red Robin

Red Robin (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Is it a man thing?

     Yesterday…My bedroom door popped open and The Curmudgeon startled me awake by asking, “Are you going to run me to my neurologist appointment at one?”

     Once I got my heart rate back down to a somewhat normal cha-cha rhythm, I glanced at the clock.  It was noon and I needed a shower and coffee before I went anywhere.  “Are you freaking kidding me?”

     “Well I did ask you on Wednesday.”

     “You could’ve reminded me last night so I remembered to set my alarm and got up with enough time to shower, have coffee, and drive you there.”  I dragged my sorry ass out of bed, grabbed my towel, and headed to the bathroom.

     “Well, are you taking me?  I don’t think I can drive today.”

     “Yeah.  If you have my coffee ready for me when I get downstairs.”

     One quick shower later I was downstairs sipping on my coffee when he asked me another question.  “Do you think you can print out my med list?”

     “Easy answer for that one.  No, we don’t have time.  You forget, my computer doesn’t talk to my printer and I don’t have your med list on my lap top yet.  Grab the list off the cupboard door and update it.”

     We get into the car and ready to go when he starts asking me questions about certain buttons he sees.  This was only his second time in my van. 

     I respond through clenched teeth.  “If you want to get there, you might want to keep quiet and let me drive instead of saying, ‘look at that what is it?'”

     He survived the trip–I didn’t kill him…

     You all have a good one!

Too tired to post…Enjoy the pics!

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When it’s hard enough to make ends meet…

Some idiots come along and make it harder yet.  Thanks a lot.

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Getting geared up for our Halloween party…

     Yes, I know it’s early but yesterday G and I decided what to make for Dominique’s birthday cake  at our Trick or Treat night party.  Then, we had to make sure we had the supplies on hand since last time many of the Halloween cake decorating items were out of stock when we went looking for them.

     I went on Amazon and ordered everything we need to make….. MINIONS!!!!

You all have a good one!

So I let the valet park my new van… :O

     I had to go to the hospital for a blood test today.  They are doing construction so one entire parking lot is fenced in and what parking is left is at a premium.  After driving around and around for what felt like forever, I had no other choice than to let the valets park my new van that even The Curmudgeon has yet to drive. 

     Cringing, I handed them my key.  I told them that this car was brand new, even my husband hasn’t driven it.  Heck, I’ve only put twenty miles on it so far.  They were so sweet and did their best to reassure me.  I hurried inside to get my blood test and then practically ran out to get my car back.  They laughed knowing how nervous I was.  I told them, “I haven’t even named her yet!”

     Once my van was back in front of me, I did take a little time to let them see all the lovely features it has.  They think it is a cool van.

     You all have a good one!

Five minutes or less toys for the dogs

     I don’t know how many times I’ll have to tell The Curmudgeon not to buy cheap ass toys for Gavin and Patty.  He came home with two today.  They lasted all of about five minutes.  The pups had a blast but then we had to trash the new toys. 

     New rules:

     1. Never buy dog toys in the drug store

     2. If the toy is cheap, it will fall apart

     3. Never let Gavin have the toys first. 

     4. Never buy just one toy   There’s nothing left for Patty if you do.  Good thing you bought two toys.

  You all have a good one!

Not a picture day.

     Every time I tried to snap some pictures of the pups yesterday they managed to dodge out of focus just as the shutter clicked.  This was not a catch your dogs doing something cute sort of day as it turned out. 

     Gavin snoozed on the couch, I reached for my camera, turned it on and *poof* he was standing next to me.  I turned to snap a picture of Patty on the settee and she’d already left it before I could push the button.

     I keep hoping I can catch them doing something cute.  Maybe tomorrow.

     You all have a good one!

Feminist? Damned right I am!

 

     Someone on Facebook accused me of me being a feminist.  I told him, “Honey, my Daddy raised me as one because he loved me, my four sisters, my mother, my maternal and paternal grandmothers, and all of his sisters.  He wanted each woman to have the respect due her.  He wanted us to have every advantage a man has.  My Daddy always told us we could be whatever we wished.  He said to reach for the stars and beyond.  He was proud of us.  He was proud of my rebel spirit.”

Please, go ahead and call me a feminist!  I find no shame in it, nothing derogatory, I revel in the name.

         One of my favorite quotes:

“We need to reclaim the word ‘feminism’. We need the word ‘feminism’ back real bad. When statistics come in saying that only 29% of American women would describe themselves as feminist – and only 42% of British women – I used to think, What do you think feminism IS, ladies? What part of ‘liberation for women’ is not for you? Is it freedom to vote? The right not to be owned by the man you marry? The campaign for equal pay? ‘Vogue’ by Madonna? Jeans? Did all that good shit GET ON YOUR NERVES? Or were you just DRUNK AT THE TIME OF THE SURVEY?”
Caitlin Moran, How To Be A Woman

 

Health snippets

     I have come to the conclusion that I may have been low on potassium for a while and then had it bottom out earlier this week.  Now with all the potassium pumped into me since the ambulance run, I am finding I am having a slow upswing in energy.  Interesting.

     The Curmudgeon was reading one of his MS magazines and came across an article on vitamin D.  He realizes that since he seldom goes outside he’s probably very low on it.  He started taking supplements a week ago and says he feels better the last few days.

     Both of us and the pups are both enjoying the cool nights.  We’ve turned off the ac and opened the windows.  I do believe we are all sleeping deeper.

     You all have a good one!