Sunday, March 01, 2015

My aches have subsided, but only after it awoke me one night at 3 in the morning and kept me up until 4:30 pondering the ER.  Yes, it hurt that bad.  I gave it a 5 on the scale and likened it a good bit to the pain I had this time of year 4 years back.  THAT pain lasted for over a week at an even higher intensity.  Needless to say, the thought that it could have been anything like that scared the heck out of me, thus the thoughts of the ER.  I said a few prayers and decided if I still hurt come morning I would make the trip to the ER.  It was gone and other than minor pain I've been good since.

Today I got back from a good visit with my Favorite Egg.  I was blessed with good weather for traveling, well by comparison at least.  It rained the whole way back, but since they were calling for snow and some did come down last night, I am completely calling it good weather.

Since I was away I missed Vixen's 16th birthday, but we sang on Friday and she'll get her special meal and treat.  She's going to want her license... but that's a no, until she gets a job!

Tuesday, February 24, 2015

Free coffee at Sheetz today and tomorrow to celebrate the opening of a store in NC! It's crazy to me that they're the whole way down there. I always said, when I lived there, how well it would go over. I had even picked out the corner where if they weren't privately owned and I had the capital I would have wanted to put one in.

I had a massage last night, which I'm hoping will loosen up my lower back from my shoveling war wounds and perhaps ease another light ache I've been having of undetermined origins. My masseuse has also put in a sauna and he was offering to try it out with a massage in February, so why not. I have to say it was rather pleasant and soothing. I can see how it might be a nice place to go chill out and/or meditate a bit. It got up near 130 degrees in there during my try, but it is a dry heat so I was barely starting to get too warm.

Sunday, February 22, 2015

We didn't get anywhere near the snow they called for yesterday, thank goodness, and the bitter cold has passed for the time being.  I can thank the extreme cold temps for backing off what would have been an all nighter lock in with the youth on Friday night.  Instead we just got together for a few hours to eat and for games, music, and a speaker.  Even getting home at 11pm I was exhausted.  I don't think I could have made it through all night.

I feel like a slacker for Saturday, but I did still need to go shovel a few times.  I suspect this is why I've been slightly sore lately - all of the shoveling.  I also got several loads of laundry out of the way and took a nap - like I said, Friday night still wore me out.

I did get up and get moving today, so I made it to church and then caught up for a bite to eat with Beff, whom I haven't seen in what feels like forever.  Then I did a little shopping before heading home. I fought off the want to nap again today.

For the first time in a few weeks I got a legit workout in today.  It was only a half an hour, but I'm counting it as it was entirely on the elliptical.  I guess my motivation got a little bit of a kick in the rear today after I got brave.  While I was out at TJ Maxx I decided to see how far I was from a size 10 in jeans.  There was muffin top, but those babies buttoned without a struggle.  It's crazy to me.  When I lost way more weight in NC (I was about 30lbs lighter than I am today) I had just gotten into a size 12.  So what gives?

Wednesday, February 18, 2015

The importance of doing a good job.  It's something lost on our society.  I am not perfect, but I think I do okay, and I can honestly say I try.  I WANT everything to be perfect and I strive to get things as close as my human limitations will allow.  It boggles my mind and frustrates me to no end to see the complacency and mediocrity that a majority of our society is okay with.  It often makes me angry too because the laziness of one tends to create more work for other people.
No, I don't want to fill out that form - again - it's not my fault you screwed up or had the wrong information.  More than that, I shouldn't have to wait another three weeks because you hosed it the first time around.  Worse still, I do not want to add these tasks to my to do list because you changed something that I had right.  Now there is clean up to do.  If you created the mess you should be forced to clean it up.  Maybe next time you'll think before you do and learn from your mistakes.
Then there are the people who coddle those that make the mess.  No, no, we can't make them go back and fix it - it will take too long, I'll have to explain it to them, I risk insulting them - why don't you just go ahead and make the correction?  Maybe they need to be a little insulted.  Truly, it is laziness in many cases, not ineptitude, although that runs rampant as well.  I'm just tired of the run around and layers of crap.  Is that wrong?
Last night I distressed a little, fortunately, or I may have popped my top this morning.  Davey T and I headed to the Orchard for a beverage and wings - and the wings were REALLY good last night.

Sunday, February 15, 2015

The really good part of my weekend is done, but I do get one more day to sleep in and stay out of the cold... and that's nice enough.  It gets harder every time I'm forced to rediscover that 48 hours or less is not enough.  My Valentine treated me to something practical _and_ something pretty that I can keep close to my heart.  I think he likes me *wink*... I know I like him, so I'm gonna keep this one as long as I can.  We had way too many desserts including some home made chocolate covered strawberries and choc pb pie, did some shopping for a new tv, and lounged about avoiding the weather.  I didn't really even cook, instead we worked on leftovers and hit Reys.

This evening I avoided some of the sadness of absence when Mithy and Miss Addie came by to deliver GS cookies.  I guess I should go ahead and use up the box I still have from last year sometime soon, eh?

Wednesday, February 11, 2015

There is something very satisfying about printing a SetSail Pass. I know I'm always counting down, but let this count down begin.

Monday, February 09, 2015

Chalk this up to another "thinking way too much about dumb stuff moments" after loosing your parent. I've noticed several friends on fb posting about getting picked to "pay with love" in McDonalds. Can you imagine my horror if I were told "we'll give you this for free if you call your Mom and tell her you love her"? Even if they changed phrasing to be "call a family member" I'd think it would still be like a slap in the face and would go down as the 2nd cruelest Valentine's day ever. Fortunately, the only motivation to go to McDs is when the shamrock shake is back, which I think is a few weeks away (after this campaign has ended).

Wednesday, February 04, 2015

I, like many girls, am a goo hoarder (a term I was introduced to by Jenna Marbles on YouTube - go ahead and look her and her goo hoarding video up).

It's true. I try to fight it. I tell myself I'm not going to buy another lip gloss, shampoo, conditioner, body wash, or hand soap until I use up my supply, which is ample for the apocolypse, but I eventually stray.

This of course leads to crammed shelves in the bathroom, which I've tried to remedy by clearing everything out and putting boxes of my hoard in the basement from which I can pull when I need to replentish the supplies currently in use. Slowly the shelf refills however. There has to be some type of therapy available for this.

I am also a candle hoarder. The power could be out for months, I'd be fine in the lighting aspect. Deodorant? Perfume? I have NO excuse for EVER smelling bad. Lipglosses? Oh my. But yet I cling to the one in my purse and on my desk at work, desperately trying to get the last little drop out before finally bringing out a replacement. Toothpaste? Get in line. I'm pretty sure I could load up every toothbrush in the township.

And heaven forbid if I do come close to running out of something. The time I realized I didn't have a backup can of shaving cream spiraled me into spurt purchasing of it - one here, one there, oh wait, this is my favorite scent and the other place didn't have it! Snag two more. I now have 6 cans of the crap downstairs, 2 on the shelf (one full sized and one travel sized - even though I never take shaving cream with me when I shower), and one in the shower.

Tuesday, February 03, 2015

Sunday, February 01, 2015

Despite the calls for a looming major storm I sucked it up and headed to see my Favorite Egg.  I knew if I could just get past Somerset County that the roads would clear, and boy did they.  The roads around him were barely wet and I'd call what they had in way of snow a heavy dusting at most.  It's things like this that make me want to pronounce my distaste for Jtown all the more.  No worries though, I still did a great job ripping up my fingers with worry leading up to the trip.

This morning I was a bit worried as big, heavy flakes began to fall, but they quickly tapered off.  My drive home was almost spotless.  Sure some damp roads, but the temps are high enough that I didn't feel unsafe, and only a short spurt of heavy fog heading up the crest of the mountain.  One more month and we'll be working on wrapping up this cold weather crap, right?

We celebrated his birthday this weekend since we won't be able to see each other on the actual day.  In the mean time, my beloved Niecey-poo turned 21.  How does that happen?

Wednesday, January 28, 2015

Time for a hot topic. Vaccination.
This article kind of puts me on the side of the anti-vaccers, at least enough that I want to defend the stance slightly. This is the part that forces me to make "that face" at the argument to vaccinate: "In the meantime, you have unvaccinated children sitting in waiting rooms who pose a threat to other patients and the staff." Wait a second, I thought the kid who is at risk is the one who is UNvaccinated, right? Ya'll got your vaccines, you're suppose to be protected - how the hell is the unvaccinated kid a threat to you with your built up immunity? Oh, right - because VACCINES DON'T WORK.

Further, the doctors offices who are refusing to treat patients who are unvaccinated ... shame on you. What happened to do no harm? Sorry, no treatment for your flu because you didn't allow me to shoot you full of a mystery cocktail. At a minimum, you need to see the appointment with these patients (or parents of these children) as an opportunity to state the case you want to stand to vehemently behind.

To be clear, I don't know what I'd do if I had a kid, but I'd certainly be researching things and making aware decisions on vaccines rather than allowing doctors to just stick the living hell out of them w/all kinds of things.

Take for example the flu vaccine. Do I get it? I have some years and others not. Why? Because they aren't always effective and in some ways they scare me. Last year I did not get vaccinated because I could not locate a thimerosal free vaccine. Why are you adding all of this extra crap that doesn't need to be there? If you don't want a pregnant woman to have it - I don't want it. It's MERCURY for goodness sake. Now, if I don't get the vaccine and I get the flu, who do I blame? Me. If I got the vaccine, who do I blame? I dunno, but I want my money back for the vaccine, and it certainly isn't the other person who didn't get the flu vaccine I blame for me getting sick.

Let's look at the HPV vaccine from a few years ago. I was NOT happy that this was being forced on my teenage niece in the state she lived. I do think that some things are money-makers, not health-makers. I do worry about repercussions. I do wonder how much people will swallow, will a time come when we're told we need to all take this shot because our government said so?

Sunday, January 25, 2015

I just feel lonely today.  I was suppose to visit my favorite Egg this weekend, but the 4 inches of snow Friday night and the prospect of more snow through the weekend kept me here.  Of course, the roads cleared quickly Saturday morning and nothing else fell, so I am extra disappointed that I didn't go.  I worry that he's pissed at me for being a chicken too as he's had little to say to me.  Of course, he's not the most talkative to begin with, so maybe I'm just embellishing in my mind.

I'm still fighting to find the motivation to work out.  It's not been happening regularly, and I know it needs to both to take more weight off (actually, to prevent regaining weight) and to be in a better mood.

Friday, January 23, 2015

Don't misconstrue this post and think I'm sitting around being sad.  I'm not.  This is just a compilation of things/moments I've had in the past two weeks.  If your parents are still around, I bet you haven't ever given some of this stuff a thought, so take a moment and consider it.

Dumb stuff that sucks after your parent (especially your last remaining parent) dies...
Seeing the "Mother" section on the Valentine's Day cards when you stop to buy one for your honey.
Knowing that Mother's Day is REALLY going to suck this year, but for a different reason than normal.
Your dogs giving you the sniff over after you come home from "Grammy's" house.
Knowing that you'll soon be saying goodbye to your childhood home.
Realizing that someone else will have the telephone number.
Knowing if you find Mr. Right neither of them will be there when the big day comes.
Filling out paperwork for a doctor's office visit and not knowing who/what to write in the "In Case of Emergency" line.
Knowing you need to update your will, but not knowing who you want to burden w/ being an executor.