I get super pumped when I get to see inside people. I try to read them as best as I can, but there are things that tell you more about a person than what they say or how they act.
Since I don't have xray vision or an xray machine, I wait for other opportunities.
*their desk
*their purse
*their car
*their house
Seriously. I love seeing these things.
I don't snoop. I never poke around. I feel I should put those disclaimers out there.
I like to see if they have family, if they have any quotes, what sort of bric-a-brac they have on their desks. Is their desk slightly cluttered or neat piles? What do they have to drink or eat? Candy choices? It can show me if they're a little more uptight and business or perhaps a bit more relaxed.
Purses! PURSES!!!! I love bags of all kinds. Period. So, #1-I just love to see a good bag. #2- Is it neat and clean and organized? Do you have change and receipts and 27 different lipsticks? Are you matchy matchy or kind of eclectic? Your type of purse can also tell me if you're a mom, business, pleasure, out for the night, trying too hard, good with old faithful, not up for change, etc.
I am in my car a lot. I don't clean out my car. Well, I do, but I don't. I am not good at it. I mean, sure I have the ability, I just don't make the effort. Do I judge the insides of others' cars? A little. Not like, "Wow, man, you need to find a garbage can. NOW." But what they have in it. I have probably 30 cds in my car in cases right now and another 15 or so in my visor holder. I have photo "stuff" that never made it back in my house. I have cat litter that never made it in my house. I have mail. I have booze in my trunk. I have a light jacket. A shovel. A few books. Stuff that I've picked up here and there and then I'm too tired to bring it in my house or I have my hands full and I deem it unworthy for two trips at this moment.
And then I have trash. Wrappers. Napkins. Bottles. Cans. Old mail. Notes. I try to grab what I can when I move my car during the day, but I still leave bottles and cans that can be recycled in my car so I can recycle them later. Then I never quite make it to a recycling receptacle I almost drove around back last night when I got home to put it in my recycling can in the alley, but didn't.
When I look in someone else's car and see the McDonald's wrappers, cups, cans, whatever, I want to grab it for them and toss it. But I don't want to make them feel bad. And maybe they like it. I don't know. I love to see if they're reading a book, if they've got a new cd they're listening to, what their presets are for the radio.
But their house. Going into someone's house tells me pages.
Are they Suzy Homemaker (either naturally or because they feel they have to be)?
Do they have NO MESS and say, "Oh! Sorry the house is a sty!" when they have three articles of mail on the counter, a pair of shoes or two and a blanket on the couch?
Are their walls bare?
Do they have piles of stuff, a bit of clutter here and there?
BOOKSHELVES are a gold mine. I love to see what they have read in the past, or have acquired to read in the future.
The pictures they have chosen to frame. And the pictures they put on their fridge. Speaks volumes to me.
Is it well lived in? Does it feel like HOME?
I love to see their dishes.
Their music collection.
If there's stuff everywhere. (I actually like this. Makes me feel better about myself as my house usually has stuff everywhere, and it also tells me that they're comfortable enough with me to let me see this side.)
I can't really explain exactly what I derive from these things, but I feel like it explains so much to me. It really floors me at times though to think I know someone and then see inside one of those things and it doesn't "Fit" for me. It turns a light bulb on and tells me there's more to find out about my friend.
What do my purse, desk, car, house say about me?
I'm
* eclectic.
* laid back.
* quirky.
* organized and unorganized at the same time. How this is even possible, I do not know.
* family is important.
* friends are important.
* love my animals.
* busy.
* messy.
* cluttery.
* colorful.
* broke in.
* crafty.
* musical.
Maybe more.
Anyone else like this?
Showing posts with label family. Show all posts
Showing posts with label family. Show all posts
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Friday, September 24, 2010
Hug A Vegetarian Day!
Who knew this day existed? Perhaps I did, and I forgot. I think this is cute. My sister has been a vegetarian for 15 years now. Or 14? She's awesome. Here's me and my veggie sister...we're not hugging, but we're in close proximity to each other and we're smiling.:-)
Taken 05/03/2009 in Florida. I forget what the place was called.
Taken 05/03/2009 in Florida. I forget what the place was called.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
How To Explain My Feelings: I am a Jerk
Infertility effects everyone differently. So do miscarriages. I have known many women personally going through infertility and they all have different, but similar, outlooks on it. Their spouses all react differently as well. Don is supportive of me, and has hopes and dreams for children, too. I still feel like he doesn't really get it. And it's partially my fault since I clam up rather than talk about it. Men are fixers and women are listeners. I vent to my women friends and talk to Don not nearly enough on this situation. I need to fix that.
I think one of the bigger factors is that, like someone once told me, "ANYONE can have a baby." Well, obviously not. But still. I watch 19 Kids & Counting on occasion, Teen Mom, A Baby Story, I Didn't Know I Was Pregnant, etc, etc, etc. I remember girls getting pregnant when we were in 7th grade. I watch the news about people killing their babies because they didn't want to be harassed by their parents anymore. Etc, etc, etc.
It's not like I feel like I'm less of a woman necessarily. It's more like I feel incomplete and not capable.
And at times, I don't feel understood. I think some people think I'm whiny. Hey, at times, I might be! But these tend to be the same people who "decide" to have a baby and get pregnant that next month. I still get the comments saying that I don't REALLY want a baby. They're so.much.work. They poop, they cry, they spit up, you can't go out anymore, etc, etc. Grow up, folks. This isn't anything new. I'm pretty sure I know the mechanics of a baby and how it'll all go down. Guess what? I've been around kids my entire life and started babysitting when I was 8. I know that babysitting isn't the same. But I also know parents who became parents without ever having even held a baby. I've got one up on you there.
The medications and procedures I've gone through so far are NOTHING compared to what there could be in store in the future. But, I gotta tell you, they haven't been fun either. It's the getting my hopes up part that is really rough. I had an HSG in March and I was told that we needed to "really try hard" that month as a high number of women get pregnant after an HSG as the tubes are "nice and clear". Man, did that not feel good at all. It was weird. And let me stop you right there. For those of you thinking, "Oh, but if you thought THAT was bad-just wait until you have a baby!" I get what you're saying. Now listen to me. When you go through labor and delivery, generally you get to keep the fruits of your labor. I know this isn't always the case, sadly, but please, oh please, don't mock me.
I had it all planned out. We were going to Florida for my sister's wedding reception and I was thinking about how all of my family (almost) would be there. My parents, my sister and brother in law, my brother, my cousins and aunt and uncle..... and I could tell them all at once. In person.
I hadn't thrown up in 6 years. I was nauseous to smells and tastes. Even textures. My breasts were sore, and I was tired. My temperature was remaining elevated! I was so giddy, but wasn't trying to get my hopes up (yeah, right). I took tests and they were negative....finally got my period, and so on and so on.....
When meeting with my new therapist for the first or second time we started to discuss this rather large weight on my shoulders. And she asked about my miscarriage. I told her about it and said that I would've had a 6 year old now. I bawled pretty hard thinking about my child that would be in Kindergarten. The birthday would've been past the 5 year old mark.
I found out another baby in the family is on it's way. That's two in the next 6 months or so. I am happy. Very happy for them. Again though, dagger in my heart. I feel like a jerk for being jealous. I am a jerk.
I think one of the bigger factors is that, like someone once told me, "ANYONE can have a baby." Well, obviously not. But still. I watch 19 Kids & Counting on occasion, Teen Mom, A Baby Story, I Didn't Know I Was Pregnant, etc, etc, etc. I remember girls getting pregnant when we were in 7th grade. I watch the news about people killing their babies because they didn't want to be harassed by their parents anymore. Etc, etc, etc.
It's not like I feel like I'm less of a woman necessarily. It's more like I feel incomplete and not capable.
And at times, I don't feel understood. I think some people think I'm whiny. Hey, at times, I might be! But these tend to be the same people who "decide" to have a baby and get pregnant that next month. I still get the comments saying that I don't REALLY want a baby. They're so.much.work. They poop, they cry, they spit up, you can't go out anymore, etc, etc. Grow up, folks. This isn't anything new. I'm pretty sure I know the mechanics of a baby and how it'll all go down. Guess what? I've been around kids my entire life and started babysitting when I was 8. I know that babysitting isn't the same. But I also know parents who became parents without ever having even held a baby. I've got one up on you there.
The medications and procedures I've gone through so far are NOTHING compared to what there could be in store in the future. But, I gotta tell you, they haven't been fun either. It's the getting my hopes up part that is really rough. I had an HSG in March and I was told that we needed to "really try hard" that month as a high number of women get pregnant after an HSG as the tubes are "nice and clear". Man, did that not feel good at all. It was weird. And let me stop you right there. For those of you thinking, "Oh, but if you thought THAT was bad-just wait until you have a baby!" I get what you're saying. Now listen to me. When you go through labor and delivery, generally you get to keep the fruits of your labor. I know this isn't always the case, sadly, but please, oh please, don't mock me.
I had it all planned out. We were going to Florida for my sister's wedding reception and I was thinking about how all of my family (almost) would be there. My parents, my sister and brother in law, my brother, my cousins and aunt and uncle..... and I could tell them all at once. In person.
I hadn't thrown up in 6 years. I was nauseous to smells and tastes. Even textures. My breasts were sore, and I was tired. My temperature was remaining elevated! I was so giddy, but wasn't trying to get my hopes up (yeah, right). I took tests and they were negative....finally got my period, and so on and so on.....
When meeting with my new therapist for the first or second time we started to discuss this rather large weight on my shoulders. And she asked about my miscarriage. I told her about it and said that I would've had a 6 year old now. I bawled pretty hard thinking about my child that would be in Kindergarten. The birthday would've been past the 5 year old mark.
I found out another baby in the family is on it's way. That's two in the next 6 months or so. I am happy. Very happy for them. Again though, dagger in my heart. I feel like a jerk for being jealous. I am a jerk.
Monday, September 13, 2010
Really
I need to be better at blogging. It'd help if I had readers and I didn't feel like I was just talking to myself. Wait. I do have readers. I see them on my blog tracker thingy. I don't have commenters. Sometimes I get comments, but I don't allow them for reasons previously stated. I am repeating myself, yes?
I've been doing more and more photo shoots lately. Then the winter will come and I will be bummed because I'm not getting calls as often as I was. Every winter I forget why I'm not getting calls. Apparently not everyone thinks it's fun to shoot in the snow when it's -20. :-)
Still working on losing weight. I'm down a few more pounds. I'm glad I've started to finally realize that you can't lose weight all at once. You have to lose 2 pounds to get up to 10 pounds to get up to 40 pounds, etc. I think the reality weight loss shows finally drilled it into my brain.
I've been making cards lately. Have I been sending them? No. Have I been posting them on my crafting site? No. Yeah, I'm all together awesome.
I've been so tired and lackluster. I am not finding joy in the things that bring me joy. I also haven't been taking my pills. :-| I keep forgetting. Yeah, ironic, I know. I am seeing a new therapist and I like her a lot. I think I've gone 3 or 4 times now. She's good. Hopefully she won't move, quit or retire like the others.
Next month I'm taking a client to Florida. While I'm there I will be able to see my family. Then my family will be coming to Minnesota the next week. :-) Yay for me! I need some family time.
Well, I can't think of too much else right now. I'm just not feeling very peppy.
I've been doing more and more photo shoots lately. Then the winter will come and I will be bummed because I'm not getting calls as often as I was. Every winter I forget why I'm not getting calls. Apparently not everyone thinks it's fun to shoot in the snow when it's -20. :-)
Still working on losing weight. I'm down a few more pounds. I'm glad I've started to finally realize that you can't lose weight all at once. You have to lose 2 pounds to get up to 10 pounds to get up to 40 pounds, etc. I think the reality weight loss shows finally drilled it into my brain.
I've been making cards lately. Have I been sending them? No. Have I been posting them on my crafting site? No. Yeah, I'm all together awesome.
I've been so tired and lackluster. I am not finding joy in the things that bring me joy. I also haven't been taking my pills. :-| I keep forgetting. Yeah, ironic, I know. I am seeing a new therapist and I like her a lot. I think I've gone 3 or 4 times now. She's good. Hopefully she won't move, quit or retire like the others.
Next month I'm taking a client to Florida. While I'm there I will be able to see my family. Then my family will be coming to Minnesota the next week. :-) Yay for me! I need some family time.
Well, I can't think of too much else right now. I'm just not feeling very peppy.
Thursday, June 24, 2010
I Haven't Seen You Around Here Before
Yeah. I haven't posted since September. SEPTEMBER! I had some meanies posting comments, and even though I didn't approve them for you guys to see, I still had to see them. I was hurt and shot down and embarassed and all sorts of dejected. So I just stopped writing. Well, poo on them!
I have come to a crossroads with my doctor. This last round of Clomid lasted 16 months and that is wayyyy too long to be on it. He said he couldn't do much more and wanted to refer me to the Cities. Well, all the while, I had been hearing about an awesome specialist right in Mankato. I told Dr. B that I wanted to check her out first. I'm glad I did.
She explained things to me that no one else has, nor had I ever read. And if I had read it, maybe I didn't aborb it. She gave me a plan, and told me to call her on Day 1 of my next cycle so we could schedule an ultrasound to actually count my cysts, which has never been done. This way we can "see what we're working with".
I feel positive and excited to meet with her. I feel like things are getting done.
Or will get done.
What else is new? Oh, Don told me Tuesday night when I got home from work that our little mouse, Talulah, passed away. She was a little sweetie, and we had suspected something was wrong as she had a tumor on her neck for awhile. Mice don't live too long, and I will miss her little face.
My best friend is pregnant with number 5! Her kids are pretty excited, as am I. I think of them as neices and nephews. But then, I even think of my cousins' kids as my nephews. :-) She's due in October and just found out she's having a boy. I can't wait to meet him!
And my summer program that I run started on Sunday. So far, so good! The kids are all getting along and everything is super. YAY!
I have come to a crossroads with my doctor. This last round of Clomid lasted 16 months and that is wayyyy too long to be on it. He said he couldn't do much more and wanted to refer me to the Cities. Well, all the while, I had been hearing about an awesome specialist right in Mankato. I told Dr. B that I wanted to check her out first. I'm glad I did.
She explained things to me that no one else has, nor had I ever read. And if I had read it, maybe I didn't aborb it. She gave me a plan, and told me to call her on Day 1 of my next cycle so we could schedule an ultrasound to actually count my cysts, which has never been done. This way we can "see what we're working with".
I feel positive and excited to meet with her. I feel like things are getting done.
Or will get done.
What else is new? Oh, Don told me Tuesday night when I got home from work that our little mouse, Talulah, passed away. She was a little sweetie, and we had suspected something was wrong as she had a tumor on her neck for awhile. Mice don't live too long, and I will miss her little face.
My best friend is pregnant with number 5! Her kids are pretty excited, as am I. I think of them as neices and nephews. But then, I even think of my cousins' kids as my nephews. :-) She's due in October and just found out she's having a boy. I can't wait to meet him!
And my summer program that I run started on Sunday. So far, so good! The kids are all getting along and everything is super. YAY!
Friday, September 18, 2009
HAPPY MAIL!
A few days back I got a happy, aqua colored padded envelope with flowers on it. It was from my mom and sister! They were out scouting the garage sales and found a few things that made them think of me. :-)
A business card holder, a cat pin and a mini violin for our living room!
A business card holder, a cat pin and a mini violin for our living room!
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Long Time No See!
Man, so much has been going on, and I've been wanting to blog so badly, but haven't had the time or patience to do so.
Let's see....On June 7th, we found out that poor Nigel died. He was just so sick and unhappy, it was better for him. I am glad I didn't put him down and had those extra weeks for him. He loved to snuggle, even more so in the end. What a nice boy.
I felt bad for Simon, he was so lonely it seemed. Rats are very social and so I called the pet store we adopted Simon & Nigel from and asked if they had any rats for adoption. They did! They had Theo (prenamed)who was dropped off by his previous owners. The pet store lady wasn't sure how old he was or anything about him, except that he was having breathing problems and they were feeding him cat food to fatten him up (not supposed to do that!!!). I said I'd like to check him out, it sounds like he'd be a great fit. I didn't want to expose a healthy rat to Simon just in case, so this sounded like a possibility. When we drove to Mankato, I was so excited. At the store, I picked up Theo and he was just a soft little love. He let me carry him around the whole store and loved to sit on my shoulder like the boys do and hide in my hair.
I did all the steps to exposing Simon and Theo to each other and they hit it off. Once they were finally in the cage together, they snuggled and cleaned each other and had a great time together.
Sadly, as we were getting ready to leave for our District Convention on July 2, I found Theo had died. I knew he was sick, I just didn't think I would only have him for 3 weeks. We have decided to not get another rat. I am just trying to love on Simon more. Simon is doing okay, he's still breathing rough, but not as rough as the other two. I think he's lonely and it's sad.
Our "Keep on the Watch!" District Convention was awesome. I saw lots of friends that I haven't seen in years. Makes me happy! The information was what we needed! Don and I really needed that time together as I had been working my Summer Program thru my job and was putting in a lot of OT and not getting the time together that we're used to. We went to Savers on Friday night to see if there were any clothes for Don. Sure enough, we got two pairs of pants, a shirt, tie, couple of books, awesome old decks of cards and a COUCH! Oh my. Yes, we TIED a couch to our STATION WAGON. It was quite the sight to see, I'm sure. We noticed a lot of looks. :-) So now we can cuddle again. We had arm chairs for the past couple of years and we missed that connection.
I think that's about it for now. This is way too long. I hope you stuck it out to the end!!!
Let's see....On June 7th, we found out that poor Nigel died. He was just so sick and unhappy, it was better for him. I am glad I didn't put him down and had those extra weeks for him. He loved to snuggle, even more so in the end. What a nice boy.
I felt bad for Simon, he was so lonely it seemed. Rats are very social and so I called the pet store we adopted Simon & Nigel from and asked if they had any rats for adoption. They did! They had Theo (prenamed)who was dropped off by his previous owners. The pet store lady wasn't sure how old he was or anything about him, except that he was having breathing problems and they were feeding him cat food to fatten him up (not supposed to do that!!!). I said I'd like to check him out, it sounds like he'd be a great fit. I didn't want to expose a healthy rat to Simon just in case, so this sounded like a possibility. When we drove to Mankato, I was so excited. At the store, I picked up Theo and he was just a soft little love. He let me carry him around the whole store and loved to sit on my shoulder like the boys do and hide in my hair.
I did all the steps to exposing Simon and Theo to each other and they hit it off. Once they were finally in the cage together, they snuggled and cleaned each other and had a great time together.
Sadly, as we were getting ready to leave for our District Convention on July 2, I found Theo had died. I knew he was sick, I just didn't think I would only have him for 3 weeks. We have decided to not get another rat. I am just trying to love on Simon more. Simon is doing okay, he's still breathing rough, but not as rough as the other two. I think he's lonely and it's sad.
Our "Keep on the Watch!" District Convention was awesome. I saw lots of friends that I haven't seen in years. Makes me happy! The information was what we needed! Don and I really needed that time together as I had been working my Summer Program thru my job and was putting in a lot of OT and not getting the time together that we're used to. We went to Savers on Friday night to see if there were any clothes for Don. Sure enough, we got two pairs of pants, a shirt, tie, couple of books, awesome old decks of cards and a COUCH! Oh my. Yes, we TIED a couch to our STATION WAGON. It was quite the sight to see, I'm sure. We noticed a lot of looks. :-) So now we can cuddle again. We had arm chairs for the past couple of years and we missed that connection.
I think that's about it for now. This is way too long. I hope you stuck it out to the end!!!
Monday, December 22, 2008
Friday, December 05, 2008
It's Been Awhile
Wow. I am on the phone with Emily and she said the last time I wrote a blog was September 16th. "That can't be possible!", I say as I go check. Sure enough, it's been that long. That's just ridiculous. I have been so busy. Yesterday was my first day off in fourteen days. I spent it cleaning and napping. It was fabulous.
Tonight I made homemade chicken noodle soup and breadsticks for supper and had Ashlie over to watch the 1995 version of Bye, Bye Birdie since she had never seen it. We're thinking of watching the original together now, too, as I still say that is better, and she hasn't seen that either.
My soup was delicious and my noodles to chicken to vegetables ratio was great. Ashlie brought Napoleon brownies or something of that sort and they were just magical. I wish I would've taken a picture of her dessert. I am hoping for the recipe.
Here's a picture of my soup. I have to go to bed so I can work at 6 in the morning. Love you all!
Tonight I made homemade chicken noodle soup and breadsticks for supper and had Ashlie over to watch the 1995 version of Bye, Bye Birdie since she had never seen it. We're thinking of watching the original together now, too, as I still say that is better, and she hasn't seen that either.
My soup was delicious and my noodles to chicken to vegetables ratio was great. Ashlie brought Napoleon brownies or something of that sort and they were just magical. I wish I would've taken a picture of her dessert. I am hoping for the recipe.
Here's a picture of my soup. I have to go to bed so I can work at 6 in the morning. Love you all!
Tuesday, March 04, 2008
I Can't Believe I'm Going to be 29! and Other Random News
I can't believe it. I really can't. I'm talking to Emily right now and she said, "I remember when you were 9. And 19. But I remember when you were all your ages, except one and two. Well, one. Maybe like 3 and 4." She also pointed out that I got rid of my imaginary friends when she was born, per my Mom. I had Sherrie and Suzie, I think. I'll have to check. I have no pictures. HA! I crack myself up!
Grandma is back in the care center, and now with her own room. She's so happy with that. They think she might be able to go home in a week or so. Hopefully! Grandma says she can move her fingers more and that she has been using the apple stress ball from Emily. She's very proud.
Still no babies. But we got our new king size bed today, so hopefully it's a baby making bed! Don has mentioned that I really need to go back to my ob/gyn and check out the Chlomid again. We probably will do that soon. And maybe check out Don's swimmer count. heh.
Emily is flying in Thursday so we'll be picking her up and then going to the MoA for cheese for Dad and I have some coupons for free cardstock at Archivers. Then to Tony & Julie's for supper and LOST and sleeping at home in Sleepy Eye. Friday morning we'll be off to Willmar for a day trip and back to work that night for my 24 hour shift. Then Emily flies back on Monday.
Dad sent an email with our Florida ticket info and itinerary! We're flying out April 15th and coming back on the 24th. WOO HOO!!!!!!!!!!!!
Grandma is back in the care center, and now with her own room. She's so happy with that. They think she might be able to go home in a week or so. Hopefully! Grandma says she can move her fingers more and that she has been using the apple stress ball from Emily. She's very proud.
Still no babies. But we got our new king size bed today, so hopefully it's a baby making bed! Don has mentioned that I really need to go back to my ob/gyn and check out the Chlomid again. We probably will do that soon. And maybe check out Don's swimmer count. heh.
Emily is flying in Thursday so we'll be picking her up and then going to the MoA for cheese for Dad and I have some coupons for free cardstock at Archivers. Then to Tony & Julie's for supper and LOST and sleeping at home in Sleepy Eye. Friday morning we'll be off to Willmar for a day trip and back to work that night for my 24 hour shift. Then Emily flies back on Monday.
Dad sent an email with our Florida ticket info and itinerary! We're flying out April 15th and coming back on the 24th. WOO HOO!!!!!!!!!!!!
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
More Updates
Well, I am so glad that I got to see Grandma and Grandpa and MOM last week! I was pleasantly surprised to see that Grandma still looks pretty much the same. Her face is slightly droopy and can only lift half of it when she smiles. (she calls it a half-a**ed smile, haha) She can lift her left pinky slightly. I also enjoyed seeing Ashley and Sandy again and seeing Ethan for the first time. He's a DOLL!
Today I talked to Mom to see when she was going to Shakopee to leave tomorrow morning. I was then informed that she cancelled/postponed her flight as Grandma is back in the hospital due to tingling in her lips and arms. They're going to check her Coumadin levels and adjust them and then adjust her BP meds.
And just in case you're wondering....Nigel is much better, too. Almost back to normal. For a comparison, here's the weights. Simon's was 12.4 oz on 2/17.
Here are Nigel's weights:
2/17 7.8oz
2/18 8.2oz
2/19 9.4oz
2/21 10.2oz
2/24 11.2oz
So he's almost back to his normal weight. I'm not sure what he was exactly, but it was very close to Simon's. If not a smidge bigger.
I'll blog more when I know more.
Today I talked to Mom to see when she was going to Shakopee to leave tomorrow morning. I was then informed that she cancelled/postponed her flight as Grandma is back in the hospital due to tingling in her lips and arms. They're going to check her Coumadin levels and adjust them and then adjust her BP meds.
And just in case you're wondering....Nigel is much better, too. Almost back to normal. For a comparison, here's the weights. Simon's was 12.4 oz on 2/17.
Here are Nigel's weights:
2/17 7.8oz
2/18 8.2oz
2/19 9.4oz
2/21 10.2oz
2/24 11.2oz
So he's almost back to his normal weight. I'm not sure what he was exactly, but it was very close to Simon's. If not a smidge bigger.
I'll blog more when I know more.
Monday, February 18, 2008
Grandma Updates
I talked with Gail Dalka yesterday on their way home from the Cities. She gave me all sorts of positive encouragement and thoughts on Grandma. Grandma can't swallow and does have a feeding tube. Saturday she couldn't move her arm, but Sunday she coulr lift it (didn't say how high) and was flexing her wrist. When they asked her if her wrist hurt, she said that her wrist needed to remember what to do (or something like that). So she was basically starting PT on herself. She choked on a couple tablespoons of apple sauce and could taste the meds the nurses had put in it.
Today I got an email from Mom that she is planning on coming on Thursday, leaving next Wednesday. We will be picking her up at the airport and bringing her to the hospital. Then we'll stay overnight at Jason & Chivon's. Go back to the hospital on Friday, then head home for my weekend shift.
I was also able to sign the paperwork for the car and get all the insurance situated. The DMV was closed because of President's Day, so I'll take care of that tomorrow. I'm glad we're going to have a decent car again. A humble car, but decent. Don also got a salvage yard/auto shop to buy Lucy the Lumina so that's good and taken care of.
Today I got an email from Mom that she is planning on coming on Thursday, leaving next Wednesday. We will be picking her up at the airport and bringing her to the hospital. Then we'll stay overnight at Jason & Chivon's. Go back to the hospital on Friday, then head home for my weekend shift.
I was also able to sign the paperwork for the car and get all the insurance situated. The DMV was closed because of President's Day, so I'll take care of that tomorrow. I'm glad we're going to have a decent car again. A humble car, but decent. Don also got a salvage yard/auto shop to buy Lucy the Lumina so that's good and taken care of.
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
To Blog, or not to Blog. That is the question
You know what's funny? I was going to complain how nobody reads this. Yet at the same time, I'd get so mad if someone read my diary. But here I say things with the knowledge of the possibility that someone will read this. I have friends and know other people that have dozens of faithful readers. Yet, I might have two random people pass through. If there are any more, please comment-JUST so I'll know that someone was here, if for nothing else.
Well, today a baby was born. Elizabeth Christine Labrucherie was born to Amanda and Joel Labrucherie. I didn't get the time, but she is 7 lbs 10 oz, 21 inches long. The proud papa says she has brownish hair and is very alert, wiggling her arms and looking around. I wanted to talk to mama, but she said she's beat, so hopefully tomorrow!
I'm currently in Wisconsin Dells with two of my clients. We've been here since Sunday night and are leaving tomorrow. We've gone to the movies (The Simpsons), a train ride, a Duck ride, saw a Fab 50's Live show, mined for gems, the guys rode bumper cars....um, what else? It's been fun. I get a little over stressed on working vacations as I have no alone or down time. It's really hard to keep going and going.
Again I was late...so I was almost getting excited, but for nothing again. I really need to get back into the doctor to get back on chlomid and hopefully that will work this time! I just really want a baby!!!
My brother and his wife and kids are talking about coming this Sunday to visit and go see the Laura Ingles Wilder stuff in Walnut Grove. I'm really hoping they come,even though my place is NOT looking good AT ALL! hahaha. I wouldn't normally mind, but they have such a nice place...I feel inferior.
I also have a wedding shoot this Saturday. I'm pumped. They're a great couple- we had so much fun on the engagement shoot. Very photogenic, and they like the different poses and effects I offer. YAY FOR ME!
Can you tell I'm bored? Oh wait, you can't, as noone reads this!!!! hahahaha
All for now.
Well, today a baby was born. Elizabeth Christine Labrucherie was born to Amanda and Joel Labrucherie. I didn't get the time, but she is 7 lbs 10 oz, 21 inches long. The proud papa says she has brownish hair and is very alert, wiggling her arms and looking around. I wanted to talk to mama, but she said she's beat, so hopefully tomorrow!
I'm currently in Wisconsin Dells with two of my clients. We've been here since Sunday night and are leaving tomorrow. We've gone to the movies (The Simpsons), a train ride, a Duck ride, saw a Fab 50's Live show, mined for gems, the guys rode bumper cars....um, what else? It's been fun. I get a little over stressed on working vacations as I have no alone or down time. It's really hard to keep going and going.
Again I was late...so I was almost getting excited, but for nothing again. I really need to get back into the doctor to get back on chlomid and hopefully that will work this time! I just really want a baby!!!
My brother and his wife and kids are talking about coming this Sunday to visit and go see the Laura Ingles Wilder stuff in Walnut Grove. I'm really hoping they come,even though my place is NOT looking good AT ALL! hahaha. I wouldn't normally mind, but they have such a nice place...I feel inferior.
I also have a wedding shoot this Saturday. I'm pumped. They're a great couple- we had so much fun on the engagement shoot. Very photogenic, and they like the different poses and effects I offer. YAY FOR ME!
Can you tell I'm bored? Oh wait, you can't, as noone reads this!!!! hahahaha
All for now.
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
Yippee Ki Yi Yay!
Our friend Ashlie had a western themed graduation party...we were all to dress up...Don even sported a lovely moustache!
It was a fun night and I saw a bunch of friends I haven't seen in a long time. I'm not too talkative right now, I guess....
I'll have what they're having
In no certain order, here are the girls that I can remember that are pregnant right now!
1. Jen V.
2. Jen I.
3. Amanda J.
4. Amanda L.
5. Amy S.
6. Jamie K.
7. Liz W.
8. Jen G.
9. Kara S.
10. Shannon
11. Bobbi M.
12. Carrie
13. Jocelyn S.
14. Soley K.
15. Ashley R.
16. Michelle O.
I think that's it? It seems like there's more, but I can't remember. I'm so happy for them all....please send me some of that!
1. Jen V.
2. Jen I.
3. Amanda J.
4. Amanda L.
5. Amy S.
6. Jamie K.
7. Liz W.
8. Jen G.
9. Kara S.
10. Shannon
11. Bobbi M.
12. Carrie
13. Jocelyn S.
14. Soley K.
15. Ashley R.
16. Michelle O.
I think that's it? It seems like there's more, but I can't remember. I'm so happy for them all....please send me some of that!
Friday, March 23, 2007
Truth About Cats & Dogs...well, really, it's all about me
WARNING: This will be scattered and all over the place.
First of all, well, first in the sense that this is what I'm starting off with: I am now "mood disorder otherwise unspecified" and no longer bipolar. But I take this with a grain of salt, really, as since I was diagnosed BP when I was 16, I've also been told I have PTSD, dysthymia, clinical depression, mood disorders, personality disorders...um, um, what else??? I don't know how I feel about this, and at the same time, I don't know if I care. I've upped my meds (well, my doc did, but I asked for it. I was on more meds back in 2004, but they weren't conducive to having a baby, so I switched to a med with a class that is safe for pregnancy. I'm still on it, just a bit higher of a dose.
The last couple months have been really stressful. I had a customer sue me and the court date was February 1, so I spent a lot of time prepping for that. Then the judge sent the ruling and I got it a couple weeks ago. I was going to appeal it, (as the judge voted in favor for the plantiff) but I don't feel like dealing with the stress of seeing them again, dealing with the court again, etc, etc. So now I'm finding money to pay them back with.
My TMJ and IBS are exponentially worse due to the stress, and I was fitted on the 13th for a mouth guard that will helpfully retrain my jaw since I deal with my stress by clenching my jaw and can't seem to stop. I'm calling it my grill. I'm not vain, but I am also not excited about looking (and apparently sounding-since I will sound different) like an idiot. I have a migraine today, and had one a couple weeks ago, too. This is weird since I haven't had one in over a year I think.
The furnace went out and we didn't have heat during the last two snow storms. Not fun. We went thru a LOT of rigamaroll that I don't feel like typing out, but at least it is working now. We will have to replace that sooner or later, and I'm not looking forward to paying the $2400.
With all the snow falling, then melting, we got some seepage in the basement. It wasn't as bad as we thought it was at first, but still not fun. We moved stuff around and dried stuff off, and we're as good as new pretty much.
I've been in a "funk" and it's been really hard for me to keep up on my spiritual responsibilities. I have been listening to meeting on the tie in rather than going because it's been hard for me to be around people lately. And also because I've been sick, too, but I don't know, it's a culmination of things. I talked to my Presiding Overseer the other night after bookstudy and it was just so wonderful. He was so upbuilding and told me he didn't know what I'd been going thru, and appreciated being filled in. I feel bad telling him my problems, as he lost his father unexpectedly last fall, but I also feel really comfortable with him, and he says I'm not bothering him.
I know about 10 people that are pregnant right now, which good for them, but if you know me, you know that this is sensitive with me. I'm getting pretty down about it and have been having a lot of baby dreams lately. My dreams have always been vivid, and so when I have a baby dream, it's really hard. I wake up thinking I have a baby and then it hits me so fast that it was just a dream....I'd rather be sleeping. So many things are better in my dreams. I can even run and rollerblade! Ha!
And I love my job, it's a great job and the hours are great, too, for what my life could be like if I weren't in a stupid funk, but it's really hard for a social life. Now, don't take me wrong, but we're not supposed to be alone. We are supposed to be around others, be hospitable, have others over, do things with others..... And it's either my hours that mess things up or just the fact that we don't get invited out by those we'd like to do things with. I get invited out by coworkers to random little events, but not by friends in my congregation. But we do get together with a couple an hour away and have a great time with them. We have a lot in common and really enjoy their company. We're actually getting together with them tomorrow night for supper and whatever.
I also wish I could not be a freak. Haha. Let me muddle thru this next part. I'm bothered by weird things. I don't think people should wear denim or hoods to meeting or in service, but I don't wear nylons, and I know that bothers other people. I don't think guys should have spiky hair at meetings or in service, but I think it looks cool otherwise. If we're not supposed to watch R rated movies, why would you want to portray a character from an R rated movie? But at the same time I just watched The Butterfly Effect on TBS the other week because it was edited for content, etc. But I wouldn't dress like Julia Roberts from Pretty Woman for a get together....probably mainly because her character was a prostitute. Yes, it is a rated R movie, but I did watch it when it was on tv. So I know I'm hypocritical. Why? Is it because I'm jealous? Is it because the people that do these things are hypocritical? I know we're all imperfect, but come on. What's my deal? Or humor. I know I have watched movies that have had inappropriate humor, but I don't *think* I'm like that all the time? Making fun of "little people" or dwarves, midgets, etc as some people call them is not nice or appropriate. Making fun of fat people, ugly people, people with missing body parts...not nice or appropriate. And all of this? Definitely doesn't portray Christian thoughts or attitudes. Do you think Jesus pointed and laughed at Zacchaeus and said, "You're short!"? No. It's not nice.
I also have an issue with music that people listen to. Oh man, do I.
Now, yes, I know that you are sitting there saying, "But Cat you did this and you did that and did you ever fix this or that?" Sure I did. I used to do bad things, and I know it. I stopped, changed my thinking, and am done with that. So don't judge me by what I used to do. And if there's something I am doing now, how do you know I'm not working on it? Then again, how do I know you're not working on whatever you're working on. See my paradox?
And why can't I just be done with people? I always wonder about people that I went to school with, had crushes on, dated, used to be friends with.....and why? Why think about people that hurt me? Why even bother? I always forgive and kind of forget, and then end up getting hurt again. It's annoying. It's really annoying. It's a good trait to have, sure, but I'm sick of being walked on and used. I try. I call, I email, I write letters, I remember anniversaries, I make plans, or at least attempt to.....and don't receive anything in return. Yes, I know we don't give to receive, but at the same time it's really hard when I don't feel remembered or appreciated. It's really hard when I write or call and don't get a return phone call or even an email, but I see that the person's been on other forums and such, so I know they've been online.
Do you think I'm talking about you? Probably not, but maybe. Email me and find out! Ha!
I've just been so unhappy lately and am not enjoying this. I hate to admit that, too, because everyone else always boasts about their happy little everything. And good for them if things are well. But for once I'd like someone else to admit that their life isn't what they thought it would be, hoped it would be, dreamed it would be. That they, too, struggle with staying positive, getting thru this system, having time to do things, etc, etc. But I don't hear this from anyone around me. Sure, I have friends elsewhere that tell me these things, and I appreciate their candor, but I long for support in my local peers.
My mom and sister have taken on a new existential attitude since they moved to Florida. And good for them! They have escaped the MN/Cloyd/Stierler negativity as they have let me know it's related to. But now when I need to vent, to talk to someone, to bounce things off, to get support, they blow me off and say that I'm being negative and they want to talk about something positive. I do have a hard time putting a positive spin on negative things, but at the same time I need to talk! I learned a long time ago in life that if I hold things in, I explode, and usually in a self abusive manner. Lately, that's been "subdued" to just my TMJ (this blog has made me lock up), but last week I had a full blown scream fest in the car and was quite suicidal.
So that brings me back to-maybe it's good that I haven't had a successful pregnancy. Maybe I'm not stable enough to be a mother. I would hate to do to my kid what was done to me or Don or my Mom and her siblings or Dad and his. But I do know I'd be a good Mom. And yes, I could hopefully be a mom in the paradise, but at the same time, I haven't been feeling like I'm worthy of that......I'm so glad it's up to Jehovah to judge and not man. So then I mourn the loss of the life I wanted in another aspect -being a Mom. I know what my daughter would look like, how she'd sound, how she'd write her name, how she'd look sleeping on Don's chest in the recliner, I can smell her good smell. I hate that I can't have a baby. I hate it. And yes, hate is a strong word. I hate that people pacify me and brush it off.
Oh the migraine....I just wish it would go away. This morning I woke up and couldn't see for about the first two hours....then my vision cleared. I haven't ever had it do that for that long before.....I kept cleaning my glasses and even handed them to Don to see if they were clean. He assured me they were. Now it's more light sensitivity and the pressure in my head. I told Chivon I feel like my eyes are going to explode thru my nose.
I wonder if this will even post?
First of all, well, first in the sense that this is what I'm starting off with: I am now "mood disorder otherwise unspecified" and no longer bipolar. But I take this with a grain of salt, really, as since I was diagnosed BP when I was 16, I've also been told I have PTSD, dysthymia, clinical depression, mood disorders, personality disorders...um, um, what else??? I don't know how I feel about this, and at the same time, I don't know if I care. I've upped my meds (well, my doc did, but I asked for it. I was on more meds back in 2004, but they weren't conducive to having a baby, so I switched to a med with a class that is safe for pregnancy. I'm still on it, just a bit higher of a dose.
The last couple months have been really stressful. I had a customer sue me and the court date was February 1, so I spent a lot of time prepping for that. Then the judge sent the ruling and I got it a couple weeks ago. I was going to appeal it, (as the judge voted in favor for the plantiff) but I don't feel like dealing with the stress of seeing them again, dealing with the court again, etc, etc. So now I'm finding money to pay them back with.
My TMJ and IBS are exponentially worse due to the stress, and I was fitted on the 13th for a mouth guard that will helpfully retrain my jaw since I deal with my stress by clenching my jaw and can't seem to stop. I'm calling it my grill. I'm not vain, but I am also not excited about looking (and apparently sounding-since I will sound different) like an idiot. I have a migraine today, and had one a couple weeks ago, too. This is weird since I haven't had one in over a year I think.
The furnace went out and we didn't have heat during the last two snow storms. Not fun. We went thru a LOT of rigamaroll that I don't feel like typing out, but at least it is working now. We will have to replace that sooner or later, and I'm not looking forward to paying the $2400.
With all the snow falling, then melting, we got some seepage in the basement. It wasn't as bad as we thought it was at first, but still not fun. We moved stuff around and dried stuff off, and we're as good as new pretty much.
I've been in a "funk" and it's been really hard for me to keep up on my spiritual responsibilities. I have been listening to meeting on the tie in rather than going because it's been hard for me to be around people lately. And also because I've been sick, too, but I don't know, it's a culmination of things. I talked to my Presiding Overseer the other night after bookstudy and it was just so wonderful. He was so upbuilding and told me he didn't know what I'd been going thru, and appreciated being filled in. I feel bad telling him my problems, as he lost his father unexpectedly last fall, but I also feel really comfortable with him, and he says I'm not bothering him.
I know about 10 people that are pregnant right now, which good for them, but if you know me, you know that this is sensitive with me. I'm getting pretty down about it and have been having a lot of baby dreams lately. My dreams have always been vivid, and so when I have a baby dream, it's really hard. I wake up thinking I have a baby and then it hits me so fast that it was just a dream....I'd rather be sleeping. So many things are better in my dreams. I can even run and rollerblade! Ha!
And I love my job, it's a great job and the hours are great, too, for what my life could be like if I weren't in a stupid funk, but it's really hard for a social life. Now, don't take me wrong, but we're not supposed to be alone. We are supposed to be around others, be hospitable, have others over, do things with others..... And it's either my hours that mess things up or just the fact that we don't get invited out by those we'd like to do things with. I get invited out by coworkers to random little events, but not by friends in my congregation. But we do get together with a couple an hour away and have a great time with them. We have a lot in common and really enjoy their company. We're actually getting together with them tomorrow night for supper and whatever.
I also wish I could not be a freak. Haha. Let me muddle thru this next part. I'm bothered by weird things. I don't think people should wear denim or hoods to meeting or in service, but I don't wear nylons, and I know that bothers other people. I don't think guys should have spiky hair at meetings or in service, but I think it looks cool otherwise. If we're not supposed to watch R rated movies, why would you want to portray a character from an R rated movie? But at the same time I just watched The Butterfly Effect on TBS the other week because it was edited for content, etc. But I wouldn't dress like Julia Roberts from Pretty Woman for a get together....probably mainly because her character was a prostitute. Yes, it is a rated R movie, but I did watch it when it was on tv. So I know I'm hypocritical. Why? Is it because I'm jealous? Is it because the people that do these things are hypocritical? I know we're all imperfect, but come on. What's my deal? Or humor. I know I have watched movies that have had inappropriate humor, but I don't *think* I'm like that all the time? Making fun of "little people" or dwarves, midgets, etc as some people call them is not nice or appropriate. Making fun of fat people, ugly people, people with missing body parts...not nice or appropriate. And all of this? Definitely doesn't portray Christian thoughts or attitudes. Do you think Jesus pointed and laughed at Zacchaeus and said, "You're short!"? No. It's not nice.
I also have an issue with music that people listen to. Oh man, do I.
Now, yes, I know that you are sitting there saying, "But Cat you did this and you did that and did you ever fix this or that?" Sure I did. I used to do bad things, and I know it. I stopped, changed my thinking, and am done with that. So don't judge me by what I used to do. And if there's something I am doing now, how do you know I'm not working on it? Then again, how do I know you're not working on whatever you're working on. See my paradox?
And why can't I just be done with people? I always wonder about people that I went to school with, had crushes on, dated, used to be friends with.....and why? Why think about people that hurt me? Why even bother? I always forgive and kind of forget, and then end up getting hurt again. It's annoying. It's really annoying. It's a good trait to have, sure, but I'm sick of being walked on and used. I try. I call, I email, I write letters, I remember anniversaries, I make plans, or at least attempt to.....and don't receive anything in return. Yes, I know we don't give to receive, but at the same time it's really hard when I don't feel remembered or appreciated. It's really hard when I write or call and don't get a return phone call or even an email, but I see that the person's been on other forums and such, so I know they've been online.
Do you think I'm talking about you? Probably not, but maybe. Email me and find out! Ha!
I've just been so unhappy lately and am not enjoying this. I hate to admit that, too, because everyone else always boasts about their happy little everything. And good for them if things are well. But for once I'd like someone else to admit that their life isn't what they thought it would be, hoped it would be, dreamed it would be. That they, too, struggle with staying positive, getting thru this system, having time to do things, etc, etc. But I don't hear this from anyone around me. Sure, I have friends elsewhere that tell me these things, and I appreciate their candor, but I long for support in my local peers.
My mom and sister have taken on a new existential attitude since they moved to Florida. And good for them! They have escaped the MN/Cloyd/Stierler negativity as they have let me know it's related to. But now when I need to vent, to talk to someone, to bounce things off, to get support, they blow me off and say that I'm being negative and they want to talk about something positive. I do have a hard time putting a positive spin on negative things, but at the same time I need to talk! I learned a long time ago in life that if I hold things in, I explode, and usually in a self abusive manner. Lately, that's been "subdued" to just my TMJ (this blog has made me lock up), but last week I had a full blown scream fest in the car and was quite suicidal.
So that brings me back to-maybe it's good that I haven't had a successful pregnancy. Maybe I'm not stable enough to be a mother. I would hate to do to my kid what was done to me or Don or my Mom and her siblings or Dad and his. But I do know I'd be a good Mom. And yes, I could hopefully be a mom in the paradise, but at the same time, I haven't been feeling like I'm worthy of that......I'm so glad it's up to Jehovah to judge and not man. So then I mourn the loss of the life I wanted in another aspect -being a Mom. I know what my daughter would look like, how she'd sound, how she'd write her name, how she'd look sleeping on Don's chest in the recliner, I can smell her good smell. I hate that I can't have a baby. I hate it. And yes, hate is a strong word. I hate that people pacify me and brush it off.
Oh the migraine....I just wish it would go away. This morning I woke up and couldn't see for about the first two hours....then my vision cleared. I haven't ever had it do that for that long before.....I kept cleaning my glasses and even handed them to Don to see if they were clean. He assured me they were. Now it's more light sensitivity and the pressure in my head. I told Chivon I feel like my eyes are going to explode thru my nose.
I wonder if this will even post?
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