Friday ramblings....

So yesterday while driving to the Pepperidge Farm thrift store I passed a little strip mall. In it, were two stores right next to each other....Knife Emporium followed by The Casket Store. I don't think I'd buy my knives from the Knife Emporium....seems like a bad omen to me.

I'm in a quandry about my crafting. I have all the supplies I need, even going so far as to buy a three drawer plastic file cabinet to store my supplies in. I xeroxed pages from craft books and three hole punched them into a cute little binder to hold all of my found ideas. Every day I watch two specific shows for ideas on what to make. I spend hours on the HGTV craft message board, looking at different projects and reading gems of knowledge from seasoned crafters. I have my 40% coupon for Michaels all cut out and waiting in my car for my next trip to the craft store. Yet....I have not done an actual craft. I feel good knowing that all the supplies are ready and waiting....however, I don't move forward and do it. What does this mean? Any armchair psychologists want to help me figure this out?

I forgot to write about what happened the other day. I went to the pantry to get my bag of rice cakes and was greeted with the sweet smile of a gecko, looking up at me from the bag. I screamed at the top of my lungs and threw the bag across the kitchen....now, you would think I would be used to these things, having lived here for 3 years. Needless to say, he ran off....but we found him last night. Actually, wee one found him. I realized she did when I heard her screaming from MY bedroom, "LIZARD ON THE WALL!!!! LIZARD ON THE WALL!!!!" JB and I went into the room and saw the little guy, running all over my wall and then behind the picture. We moved the pic and he took off, a green blur toward the couch. We moved the couch out, took the blankets off, the pillows, tipped it upside down....nothing. The little guy must have run somewhere else. I asked wee one if she wanted to sleep in my room on the couch last night and was greeted with a disgusted look. I took that to mean no. This morning while taking Betsy to the bus, I got a call on my phone from wee one....she said she saw the lizard run behind the tv....sigh. I had the cat in the house this morning, with the hope that she would "catch" the lizard....but all she wanted was tuna. So, until I see him again, we will have a guest living with us.

JB found little dog booties on line that he wants to get Percy. They have grips on the bottom so that he will be able to walk without slipping on the floor. I think it's a great idea. I also think he will be the one to wrestle them onto him. It will be interesting to hear if Percy is walking better today. I sure hope he is.

Last night my doorbell rang....twice. My doorbell never rings. The first time it was the Schwann's man, trying to drum up some new business. He gave me a little speech about their offerings, then gave me a catalogue. He was very nice. Then the brother of the little girl I baby sit rang the bell. He was selling cookie dough for the band. I bought one container of apple cinnamon. $14.99. Ridiculous....but for a good cause. His dad was with him, and he was asking about Percy. He asked about the wheelchair and I said that we were waiting for Percy to get home to try it out. His son said, "Boy, I wish I was like your husband and could build something like that." His dad looked at him and said, "I'm sure he bought the plans off the internet." To which his son replied, "Yeah, but he's so creative. (his emphasis, not mine)  I mean, look at the tree house!" LOLOL....I did feel a little bad for the dad. But not bad enough to keep my mouth shut. I said, "Actually, he didn't buy any plans. He just looked at a few of the pictures online of different styles and kind of made up his own." Which is true!

I bought the ingrediants to make lasagna roll ups last night. I wanted something easy. Of course, after the noodles were ready I opened the ricotta cheese....and it was bad. REALLY bad. Leave it to me to pick the one container that was spoiled. And of course, I did not have cottage cheese to substitute. I had just bought muenster cheese....so I improvised, making regular lasagna with that cheese in between the layers. I didn't eat it, but the family said that it was really good. I hate when my plans don't work out. I thought about making chili tonight. Because everyone knows, there is nothing like a steaming bowl of chili on a fall day....in Florida....when it's FREAKING 90 DEGREES. Oh wait, there is a cold front coming through over the weekend. Should be 85. *enter your favorite curse word here.

Okay, enough rambling, and enough putting off cleaning. I must go. Mr. Clean is calling me....

I figured it out....

I think I figured out wee one's problem with school. It's me. You know how I've been studying with her every day....tonight we were reading her social studies and we came to a sentance with "monarch" in it. In order to make her think about what she was reading, I asked, "Do you know what a monarch is?" and she replied, "Of course Mom....a butterfly!" LMAO....I suppose this is why I am not a homeschooler....

In other news....the vet just called and she was so excited. She said that Percy took five steps on his own today! The steroids must be working. I'm so happy....he has one more injection tomorrow and she will decide wether or not he gets to come home tomorrow evening or Saturday morning. Thank you all for your healing thoughts and prayers....I know that has helped tremendously!

After my massage today (oh man, was it goooood!), I went grocery shopping. I got a lot of things on sale and did really well spending the cash. I also hit the Pepperidge Farm thrift store. I tell ya, that is the place to go if you want goldfish or milanos.....did you know that the sugar free mint milanos taste just as good as the ones full of sugar? They are delicious. I got myself a few bags of them for when I need a sugar fix. Or, a non-sugar fix I guess I should say. They had the cakes on sale too....but I was a good girl and passed them by. I'm not on a diet per say, but a "sensible eating plan". Yeah, I know, how many times have I said that? But I have to keep trying!

Okay, time to go for my evening walk with hubby. That is, if I can wake him up and get his butt off the couch!

THURSDAY....okay, Kim? LOL....

Thank you Kim....for pointing out that I'm an idiot. LOL. No one else mentioned this, (probably because they felt sorry for the poor woman who didn't know what day it was),  but yesterday's entry was titled "Monday". I don't know what I was thinking....

This morning I get my massage....woohoo! Now, before anyone says "jeez, she's spoiled", let me say that the reason I'm getting one is that after lifting and pulling the dog around for two weeks, my back is on the edge of giving out. My legs are so sore and my shoulders feel like they are twisted in knots. And now that I haven't been doing that for two days with him at the vet's office, I am feeling really bad. Of course, I wouldn't have to spend the money if my loving husband would just spend a half hour rubbing me down, (and yes, I would "reward" him for his work!), but his idea of a massage is roughly grabbing my shoulders, giving me a 20 second rub down, then patting my back saying, "There ya go!" Sheesh....I'll remember that the next time you are whining about YOUR back, sweetie....

I have sale papers all over my desk that I haven't looked at yet. I keep forgetting that Christmas is less than three months away. When it stays warm this late in the year, you tend to forget. I mean, they are still selling plants and flowers at Lowes....and not half dead ones that I'm used to seeing this late in the year. I could go outside and plant flowers instead of raking leaves. Now that is just wrong! The only good think about it is that all of the summer clothes are on sale (why, I do not know), so I can go buy a new wardrobe and wear it now instead of waiting until the spring. I don't understand why the stores around here change their stock. It really is rather useless to buy sweaters and winter coats. We have a beautiful Burlington Coat Factory here.....a freaking COAT factory. What brilliant PR person said, "Gee, I think it would be a great idea to put our store full of COATS down in Florida. This way, those poor people will have something to cover their bodies during those harsh, 70 degree winters!" 

I have to go pick out wee one's clothes for the day. Usually I have a strict morning routine that I follow....but without the dog here, I've been slacking. I don't normally go online until he is fed and walked and I've made wee one's lunch for school. I called the vet to check on him and was told, "He is using is front paws well, (duh....that isn't what is wrong with him!), and he is eating good. (There wasn't a problem with that!)" So I suppose there is no real change yet....or they would report something I didn't already know. I just have this feeling that this therapy isn't going to work. I want it to....believe me I do....but I don't know. It's in God's hands now....

Okay, I'm off to start the day. Have a good one!

Monday....

So far today I have cleaned and ironed. And now I'm on the crafting boards on HGTV.com. I love looking at all the things these talented people create. I wish I had just a smidge of that talent.

I am in the mood to go out and spend money. It won't solve anything, won't cure my stress, but I still feel like doing it. I just wish it were cooler out. I am so missing the fall weather. I hate that it is 90 outside and it's almost October! I know I continually whine about this....but I can't stand it here! LOL....

Wee one has a meeting afterschool which means the little girl I babysit for has to ride the bus home and I will go to the bus stop. I haven't been down there all year. I wonder if I will be welcomed into the mom group, or if I have been ousted due to my absence....of course, the wacky neighbor lady will be down there....just what I need today!

I forgot that I was writing this entry....it is now after 4 and everyone is home. JB is blabbering in my ear....it's driving me nuts! He is telling me what he is doing around the house to get ready to sell it next year. He is talking and talking and talking....sheesh! LOL. I got paid today for babysitting....yay! So instead of putting it in the bank to put toward our bills or groceries....I ran to the phone and made an appointment for a massage tomorrow morning. I can't wait! I need it so bad.

Wee one came home all excited because she got three tests back and they were all good grades. She was so happy. I was thrilled as well. Yesterday she was sobbing in the car saying that she couldn't take it anymore....school was too hard....why was she so dumb. I tell ya, that just breaks my heart. She is such a bright child. You can tell by her schoolwork that she DOES get it....it's the fact that she becomes so nervous that she can't do it, she freezes. Poor kid. But, today is a good day, good grades and all. You could just see the relief on her face!

Okay, time to get my gourmet dinner in the pot....hot dogs and baked beans. Oh joy. Betsy turned her nose up to it, and JB gave me one of those "Oh. That's what we are having." looks. Well you know what? Too bad! LOL....

 

 

 

 

Update on Percy....

I just got a call from the vet. Seems that Percy does NOT have cancer (thank you God), however, he has two disks that are gone. Our option at this point is to keep him there for three days while they give him steroidal injections and see how he does. She said his chances of walking are 50/50....although they would have been 90% had the original steroids helped at all. If they do work and he can walk, he can come home and we will treat him here. If they do not....well, that's where it gets tough. He is so frustrated. He can't walk, he is losing weight (4 lbs. since last week), and he is starting to give up. I realized that this morning when he slept through the vet appointment....something he never does. Also, when I was trying to get him up to go into the bedroom this morning, he tried to walk then just flopped down and wouldn't move. His head was on the floor and I thought at that moment that he looked defeated. While I dread the thought of life without him....I can not be selfish and keep him suffering because I can't deal with reality. I really have done everything I could....and will continue to do so without compromising his happiness. Sheesh....the dang furball means a lot to me....I didn't think I'd feel this way.

By the way....thank you everyone for all of your kind words. It means more than you know....

Doggone it...

I'm back from the vet's office....sans Percy. He is staying for x-rays to check for a tumor. The doctor was not happy that he isn't any better....as a matter of fact he is worse. He has lost weight and can't support any weight on his hind legs. The steroids did nothing for him, so she is looking to see if maybe we are dealing with cancer. Goldens are prone to it, so before we make any decisions on using a wheelchair, she wants to rule it out. I have to wait until 12:30 for them to call with the results. Our options at that point would be....for a disk problem we would try shock therapy and the wheel chair. If, God forbid, it's cancer, well, I think the only humane thing to do would be to let him go. But....we don't know what it is yet so I'm not going to worry.

It's funny how people deal with stress in different ways. Some can't find the strength to get out of bed. Some will brew a pot of coffee and pace a hole in the floor. Then there is me, who cleans out and organizes the fridge, freezer and pantry by 7 am. LOL....I guess Percy's situation has been weighing heavily on my mind. I am trying to think positive. This morning I refused to use mascera only on my upper lashes....I put it on the bottom as well because I was POSITIVE I was not going to cry today. I knew he would be okay....

I took Betsy to the doctor yesterday and she ended up having a nasty sinus infection. She has two medications for that, and she also prescribed something for her migraines. Poor kid has really been suffering lately, but after taking the pill, she said it was like her head was "calm". I"m so glad that she got some relief.  After the doctor's office, we went to Walgreens to get her prescriptions and I ended up spending $40 on candles, Tylenol and makeup. They have the best smelling candles there. The brand is Patriot and last year I got two Christmas candles there that still smell like new when I burn them. Yesterday I got apple cider and cinnamon nutmeg. Betsy stole the cinnamon one from me....there is another one that they have called fall-something and I want it. It reminds me of my childhood for some reason. I haven't burned them yet....something about burning a fall scent in 90 degree weather is just wrong.

I also bought 2 bags of caramels for apples, and 2 bags of Hershey's candy because they were on sale. I am so proud of myself because....they are still in the cabinet....UNopened. That is huge for me. Of course, last night I dreamt that I went to the cabinet and when I pulled the bag out, it was open and John had been eating them. I was so mad at him, but the weird thing was that in the dream, I was telling myself that I didn't really want to eat them because I was hungry, but because I knew they were there.....hmmmm, I think my subconscience is trying to tell me something.

Well, I have some free time now, since the dog is not here and my sewing is done....woohoo....so I believe I will go mop the kitchen floor. Nothing like a tile floor mopped to pine-scented perfection to brighten your day!

Ahhhh, got my fix!

 Oh Bree....I can always count on you to make me laugh so hard that I wake my husband up out of a deep sleep. Did anyone else find the funeral scene completely hysterical....in a sad, sweet sort of way? I think the show was really good last night....although there were a few things that were sort of overdone.  I mean, Mike and Susan breaking up again? Oh come on. They just got back together. And Zach is Mike's son? Well, I hate to speak ill of the dead but his birth mother must  have been quite unattractive. I mean, with a hottie hunk like that for a dad you would have thought the kid would have inherited some of dad's good looks....And Gabrielle doctoring the paternity test results....who didn't see that one coming? I have to say, I enjoyed Lynette going for the interview with the baby, and her husband lying on the floor crying in pain because of his back. Welcome to the wonderful world of stay at home parenting, buddy! Oh yes, the new neighbors....who is the mystery man in shackles in the basement? And the son isn't too bad on the eyes either. This storyline does look promising. Classic quote of the evening? When Bree is threatening the minister to take the funeral out of his church. "I will go non-denominational on you so fast your head will spin!" Priceless....

In other news....(there is other news besides DH?)....I am going to go insane if my dog does not stop barking. I feel bad for him, I truly do. But if I am out of his site for one minute, he starts yelping....continuously....for hours. My nerves are raw at this point. And it echoes through the house, outside, down the block....it's driving all of us crazy. I just can't pick him up and move him room to room all day. I try to keep him in a general location so that I am passing by every few minutes. But it seems that even that isn't good enough. And I think he is getting smarter....he will bark until I'm on the edge of insanity, and am forced to sit down with him for a minute. As soon as my butt hits the floor, he lays down and relaxes. But like a baby who has trained it's mother, the second I stand up he starts this quiet whining, which turns into barking within seconds. And if I turn to look at him, he gives me this sheepish look as if to say, "You know what you have to do to get me to stop." Arrrgggghhhhh! I've still got him on two steroids a day, but it is not doing any good. I would say he is worse. I thought he was getting better, but yesterday he couldn't take any steps on his own, and wouldn't even walk with John without me holding his hips behind him. I don't know what we are going to do. He goes to the vet tomorrow, so I suppose I'll know more then.

Well, he is looking rather tired now, so I am going to go try and clean for a bit. Betsy is home with a migraine and I am going to try to get her into the doctor today. She said that this one was really bad, and actually made her sick, which has never happened before. She said she feels like she has a sinus infection as well. Here's hoping I can get her in today.

Later....