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Sunday, October 2, 2011
Saturday, October 1, 2011
A Philadelphian's hunt for Red October..
..or not really..it's is my Philadelphia Phillies who are hunting this red October, and I am just ready to root them on.
It is now a crisp new month, with my type of weather. Leaves changing, hooded sweatshirts,cozy dogs to snuggle with, a piping hot cup of coffee and my Phillies in the playoffs. The Philadelphia baseball team has won their division and they are going to try to win the World Series.This morning I have a Phillies tee shirt on and Chase Utley jersey and have got to admit that it's hard to type with my fingers crossed. For that matter, also rough to hold my coffee cup with fingers crossed.I have faith that they will fight a good fight and can't wait to watch tonight's first game.
Go Phillies! Kick some Cardinal butt...!!
It is now a crisp new month, with my type of weather. Leaves changing, hooded sweatshirts,cozy dogs to snuggle with, a piping hot cup of coffee and my Phillies in the playoffs. The Philadelphia baseball team has won their division and they are going to try to win the World Series.This morning I have a Phillies tee shirt on and Chase Utley jersey and have got to admit that it's hard to type with my fingers crossed. For that matter, also rough to hold my coffee cup with fingers crossed.I have faith that they will fight a good fight and can't wait to watch tonight's first game.
Go Phillies! Kick some Cardinal butt...!!
Friday, September 30, 2011
Frantic Friday
There aren't enough hours today.
First I am in the office for a few hours. After that, I have to participate in a work project in the part of the city where I work. It is not exactly the shiniest part of the city: in fact the shine there is usually from the bullets that come out of the guns shot there.Then, hoping all goes well while working in the field, I have to return to the office. Somewhere after that, I get sprung. Jim and the girls will have to find me and pick me up with the destination- where else?? "Undisclosed Location".
So meanwhile, I will be choking back some K cup Nantucket blend coffee and breakfast and praying that my new titanium knees will have me walking quickly and keeping out of harms' way in the field. Hopefully, I'll check in to let you know I am still around.**fingers crossed**
First I am in the office for a few hours. After that, I have to participate in a work project in the part of the city where I work. It is not exactly the shiniest part of the city: in fact the shine there is usually from the bullets that come out of the guns shot there.Then, hoping all goes well while working in the field, I have to return to the office. Somewhere after that, I get sprung. Jim and the girls will have to find me and pick me up with the destination- where else?? "Undisclosed Location".
So meanwhile, I will be choking back some K cup Nantucket blend coffee and breakfast and praying that my new titanium knees will have me walking quickly and keeping out of harms' way in the field. Hopefully, I'll check in to let you know I am still around.**fingers crossed**
Thursday, September 29, 2011
A hot grand..........
Just wanted to take the opportunity to thank my loyal readers for checking in with me.
This blog has hit the 1,000 view mark, and I thought I'd never have 100, let alone 1,000 views.
Thanks, folks.
Appreciate it!
This blog has hit the 1,000 view mark, and I thought I'd never have 100, let alone 1,000 views.
Thanks, folks.
Appreciate it!
The sins of my past life..
..in regard to coffee. I like flavored coffees,or should I say, some of them. My usual go to flavor is butter toffee, but after this morning I think I have reached my saturation point on the flavored Kcups.
Don't get me wrong. I drink "regular" coffee, really- I do. I started with flavored coffees just '"for something different". There for a while I had the dunkin' donuts Kcups, but was a little put off because it was high priced, quite frankly.With DD, you only get 14 cups, and everyone else gives you 18 for about three dollars less. Just ordered new Kcups on line and I am so ready for them: I'd only hope they get here soon!
There is something for the purity of the smell of coffee brewing. They always say when you eat, your eyes and your nose give you the anticipation of a meal. I feel that way about coffee.Back from the time you could walk into an A&P supermarket and smell people grinding their 8 o'clock coffee. Wow! Awesome smell, IMHO*. I really think those early days are what set me up for being a coffee lover later in life.
I'd write a little more, but I think it's time for a fresh Kcup. :-)
*-in my humble opinion.
Don't get me wrong. I drink "regular" coffee, really- I do. I started with flavored coffees just '"for something different". There for a while I had the dunkin' donuts Kcups, but was a little put off because it was high priced, quite frankly.With DD, you only get 14 cups, and everyone else gives you 18 for about three dollars less. Just ordered new Kcups on line and I am so ready for them: I'd only hope they get here soon!
There is something for the purity of the smell of coffee brewing. They always say when you eat, your eyes and your nose give you the anticipation of a meal. I feel that way about coffee.Back from the time you could walk into an A&P supermarket and smell people grinding their 8 o'clock coffee. Wow! Awesome smell, IMHO*. I really think those early days are what set me up for being a coffee lover later in life.
I'd write a little more, but I think it's time for a fresh Kcup. :-)
*-in my humble opinion.
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
The week that half-way was...
This week has just been strange. Things are going on and I can only scratch my head and say, "Huh?'.
There is enough drama going on in my work space to choke a mule, which, of course, I need like a hole in the head. Then there is the issue of losing one of Mom's caregivers as of Friday and having to interview people for a replacement.There is poor Zush, who, along with me, just can't take this humidity.It is so sticky outside I have resorted to making my Iced Kcups in the morning because the idea of anything hot is just disgusting to me.
I just read in this morning's Metro how ladies who have four cups of coffee and 80% less depressed than those ladies who don't drink coffee. I chuckled to myself when I read that. I thought sure, and I am one of those who has her Kcups during the day.However, my physician also has me on anti-depressants so I figure the numbers on there study can't be right.
Off to make a fresh Kcup and conquer the world, or at least, finish the week :)
There is enough drama going on in my work space to choke a mule, which, of course, I need like a hole in the head. Then there is the issue of losing one of Mom's caregivers as of Friday and having to interview people for a replacement.There is poor Zush, who, along with me, just can't take this humidity.It is so sticky outside I have resorted to making my Iced Kcups in the morning because the idea of anything hot is just disgusting to me.
I just read in this morning's Metro how ladies who have four cups of coffee and 80% less depressed than those ladies who don't drink coffee. I chuckled to myself when I read that. I thought sure, and I am one of those who has her Kcups during the day.However, my physician also has me on anti-depressants so I figure the numbers on there study can't be right.
Off to make a fresh Kcup and conquer the world, or at least, finish the week :)
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Radio through concrete....
Nothing is worse than trying to listen to a radio, without headphones, in the rear of an office. You are away from any clear reception by a window, you can play with the antenna until the cows come home...Zip! Nothing.....
Enter TUNE IN RADIO, which is a application I downloaded for my IPhone. Well, ok, I'd have to listen with headphones on, but I figure whatever, I'd try it- it cost nothing so why not.Long story short, if it is a station I want to listen to, no dice..It won't scan to this program.
So this morning I have my big radio on, somewhat static-y on a FM station, but hey, it'll do...until co-workers come in and I'll have to go the other "phone" radio, so I can put headphones on.
Not fun being a good neighbor.....
Enter TUNE IN RADIO, which is a application I downloaded for my IPhone. Well, ok, I'd have to listen with headphones on, but I figure whatever, I'd try it- it cost nothing so why not.Long story short, if it is a station I want to listen to, no dice..It won't scan to this program.
So this morning I have my big radio on, somewhat static-y on a FM station, but hey, it'll do...until co-workers come in and I'll have to go the other "phone" radio, so I can put headphones on.
Not fun being a good neighbor.....
Monday, September 26, 2011
Hallowed-out
While at the undisclosed location this weekend, had a few minutes to go shopping for staples and was in a pretty good mood...
.....until I saw it- HALLOWEEN stuff.
Since we've been married, we usually do a big deal,as we have a corner property and we would invite our neighbors and their pups who are either in apartments or streets where kids don't really go. I decided on no party last year, as I was kind of getting fried from dealing with my Mom, but did open for Halloween.For the first time, I am seriously toying with not opening up at all.My right-hand assistant, my nephew Greg,consulted with me and he saw my point of view and said wait and see how you feel.
Halloween was my favorite holiday as a kid, but then I grew up in Northwest Philadelphia in the sixties. It wasn't until I was older that you, all of a sudden, encouraged to take your candy to the local hospital to have it X-rayed to make sure their was nothing harmful in your candy.I had always strived, as a property owner, to open and Halloween and make up bags for the kids to let them have a good time.
This year Halloween is a Monday-I probably will flip a coin at the last moment. My heart really isn't in it. Local kids are getting bigger, a lot of kids I don't know, me not having kids....we'll see.
My Godson Frankie and his sister Molly as Raul Ibanez from the Phillies and Chase Utley a Halloween or two ago.
.....until I saw it- HALLOWEEN stuff.
Since we've been married, we usually do a big deal,as we have a corner property and we would invite our neighbors and their pups who are either in apartments or streets where kids don't really go. I decided on no party last year, as I was kind of getting fried from dealing with my Mom, but did open for Halloween.For the first time, I am seriously toying with not opening up at all.My right-hand assistant, my nephew Greg,consulted with me and he saw my point of view and said wait and see how you feel.
Halloween was my favorite holiday as a kid, but then I grew up in Northwest Philadelphia in the sixties. It wasn't until I was older that you, all of a sudden, encouraged to take your candy to the local hospital to have it X-rayed to make sure their was nothing harmful in your candy.I had always strived, as a property owner, to open and Halloween and make up bags for the kids to let them have a good time.
This year Halloween is a Monday-I probably will flip a coin at the last moment. My heart really isn't in it. Local kids are getting bigger, a lot of kids I don't know, me not having kids....we'll see.
Sunday, September 25, 2011
It's not August, is it?
We got up this morning and took the girls out and after this rain, the humidity is un-freaking-believable. I mean, I washed my hair last night and fortunately put the humidity treatment on my head, otherwise I would have been a fuzzball. Unfortunately the rain woke up mosquitoes too, so it was really fun** read heavy sarcasm here** to have mosquitoes dive bombing into my ear.
We'll be off to Church and the motel six breakfast menu is double vanilla french toast and sausage for breakfast,and hopefully a restful day over here at " Undisclosed Location".
We'll be off to Church and the motel six breakfast menu is double vanilla french toast and sausage for breakfast,and hopefully a restful day over here at " Undisclosed Location".
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Lazy Saturday morning...
Missing my Keuring, that is in my office. I obviously need a twin so I can Kcup into oblivion.
Had a nice Iced Cappuccino, due to the gazillion % humidity in the "Undisclosed location" rain forest. The air-conditioning is on to help cut the humidity, but as soon as I finish typing this, I am putting on a hot pot. There is something about a good hot cup of coffee on the first morning of autumn.
I walked the girls this morning and the leaves are slowly starting to turn. I wore a hoodie yesterday morning and I am so set to get to cooler weather.
Cream and sugar, anyone?
Had a nice Iced Cappuccino, due to the gazillion % humidity in the "Undisclosed location" rain forest. The air-conditioning is on to help cut the humidity, but as soon as I finish typing this, I am putting on a hot pot. There is something about a good hot cup of coffee on the first morning of autumn.
I walked the girls this morning and the leaves are slowly starting to turn. I wore a hoodie yesterday morning and I am so set to get to cooler weather.
Cream and sugar, anyone?
Friday, September 23, 2011
Anybody got an ark?
Had to opportunity to take a weekend off and come down to the "undisclosed location", only to watch the skies open up and they have stayed open for awhile now. It's so nice and quiet here and the sound of the rain is very relaxing. We were supposed to have company come tonight, but due to the weather, they aren't coming until tomorrow.
So tonight, I have a three meat chili simmering, made with McCormack's chili seasoning.Sauteed onion and garlic with the meat, browned it, and then put it in a crock pot with dark kidney beans,some jersey tomatoes and tomato sauce. I have topped it off with a little sour cream, or the option of Kraft's 4 cheese Mexican blend. I was thinking it may be really nice to put it under the broiler, so the cheese can melt and brown. I have a bottle of wine to go with it, but I wish I had some of the deli rolls- the crisp Italian rolls would have been fabulous with this meal.
The girls will have to swim by themselves in the yard, as it is coming down so hard. Me and my Mister? We'll be in and dry with full bellies.
So tonight, I have a three meat chili simmering, made with McCormack's chili seasoning.Sauteed onion and garlic with the meat, browned it, and then put it in a crock pot with dark kidney beans,some jersey tomatoes and tomato sauce. I have topped it off with a little sour cream, or the option of Kraft's 4 cheese Mexican blend. I was thinking it may be really nice to put it under the broiler, so the cheese can melt and brown. I have a bottle of wine to go with it, but I wish I had some of the deli rolls- the crisp Italian rolls would have been fabulous with this meal.
The girls will have to swim by themselves in the yard, as it is coming down so hard. Me and my Mister? We'll be in and dry with full bellies.
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Thursday malaise
Got into work this morning and while at my desk, was never so glad for little things to keep my mind moving.
I, along with two co-workers, am collection for an Organization called, "Get your rear in gear"-which is for colon cancer. We are going to make a contribution from our office in memory of my friend and co-worker Barbara.So as I sit here, people interrupt me and I take care of it. I got a call from my bud, Kath, who informed me that they listed in our local paper the flu shot registration.I talked to my brother Bob.
Coming into work today on the train I had such malaise.To many things on my plate, and when I try to think about it, one issue overlaps another and so on.I often wonder how many caregivers end up with dementia themselves, because trying to take care of things is often taxing on the brain.
On the flip side, my bud Denise and I went up with Jim to attend Barbara's wake last night.I watched the video montage that they do these days and one shot of Barb( recent within 5 yrs)came up with her and her son Mike on vacation. I laughed when I saw it and said what I knew what Barbara would have said-"Eww, don't use that- I look so big in that picture,"All I can do now is keep them all in my prayers. Having Jim drive us offered some entertainment in the car, because along with Jim, Denise was picking on me and we were laughing.It was truly the relief we needed post wake.
The one nice thing on Barb's prayer card was the picture, which could have been taken down the shore, and the verse underneath it:
Stay with us Lord,
for it is nearly evening:
the day is almost over. (Luke 24,29)
I will now embrace that verse for it's true to me.Now, it also has the thought of Barb. Good reasons to live the verse.
So now, with a Kcup of Keurig Island coconut and a cinnamon scone, I am ready to embrace the day to the fullest.
I, along with two co-workers, am collection for an Organization called, "Get your rear in gear"-which is for colon cancer. We are going to make a contribution from our office in memory of my friend and co-worker Barbara.So as I sit here, people interrupt me and I take care of it. I got a call from my bud, Kath, who informed me that they listed in our local paper the flu shot registration.I talked to my brother Bob.
Coming into work today on the train I had such malaise.To many things on my plate, and when I try to think about it, one issue overlaps another and so on.I often wonder how many caregivers end up with dementia themselves, because trying to take care of things is often taxing on the brain.
On the flip side, my bud Denise and I went up with Jim to attend Barbara's wake last night.I watched the video montage that they do these days and one shot of Barb( recent within 5 yrs)came up with her and her son Mike on vacation. I laughed when I saw it and said what I knew what Barbara would have said-"Eww, don't use that- I look so big in that picture,"All I can do now is keep them all in my prayers. Having Jim drive us offered some entertainment in the car, because along with Jim, Denise was picking on me and we were laughing.It was truly the relief we needed post wake.
The one nice thing on Barb's prayer card was the picture, which could have been taken down the shore, and the verse underneath it:
Stay with us Lord,
for it is nearly evening:
the day is almost over. (Luke 24,29)
I will now embrace that verse for it's true to me.Now, it also has the thought of Barb. Good reasons to live the verse.
So now, with a Kcup of Keurig Island coconut and a cinnamon scone, I am ready to embrace the day to the fullest.
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Moon,spoon, June, croon....
No, I haven't had my trolley go off it's track, although some of you might think that's debatable.
Much to the chagrin of my buddy Denise, I have grown fond of the song " Before He Cheats" by Carrie Underwood, who, if you aren't in the loop, was a prior American Idol winner. Until this song, the only song that I really knew of hers was her cover of a song, which I think was written by Martina McBride, called "Independence Day". I am NOT, as a rule, a country music person, but there is something there that makes me reminisce about the old days of when you could understand lyrics **OMG, I am that old**and the music was pretty darn good-not that there isn't some good music out today.
"Right now, he's probably slow-dancing with a bleach blond tramp and she's probably getting frisky.
Right now, he's probably buying her some fruit drink because she doesn't shoot whiskey"....
Oh man.
Come on, if you are a woman. How many of us know, if not first hand, but know of a guy who would qualify for the fore-mentioned lines...lol..And if you are a guy reading this, you're going to tell me this never happened to you?
They always say about the country lyrics-the dog died, guys sleeping with their sisters, and all sorts of twisted stuff like that. Maybe, MAYBE, some songs follow that beat, but right now, I'm digging Carrie Underwood's music. Hell, I am even jealous that I can't come up with some of these lyrics. I can think of worse songs to have going around in my head**hear that Denise?**...lol..
Much to the chagrin of my buddy Denise, I have grown fond of the song " Before He Cheats" by Carrie Underwood, who, if you aren't in the loop, was a prior American Idol winner. Until this song, the only song that I really knew of hers was her cover of a song, which I think was written by Martina McBride, called "Independence Day". I am NOT, as a rule, a country music person, but there is something there that makes me reminisce about the old days of when you could understand lyrics **OMG, I am that old**and the music was pretty darn good-not that there isn't some good music out today.
"Right now, he's probably slow-dancing with a bleach blond tramp and she's probably getting frisky.
Right now, he's probably buying her some fruit drink because she doesn't shoot whiskey"....
Oh man.
Come on, if you are a woman. How many of us know, if not first hand, but know of a guy who would qualify for the fore-mentioned lines...lol..And if you are a guy reading this, you're going to tell me this never happened to you?
They always say about the country lyrics-the dog died, guys sleeping with their sisters, and all sorts of twisted stuff like that. Maybe, MAYBE, some songs follow that beat, but right now, I'm digging Carrie Underwood's music. Hell, I am even jealous that I can't come up with some of these lyrics. I can think of worse songs to have going around in my head**hear that Denise?**...lol..
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
The morning after...
the Phillies game and the hoagie I had last night...
I love my morning coffee. Really, I do. After a Phillies loss to the Cardinals last night, and an Italian hoagie chaser, real life has once again settled in. Issues in the office, the upcoming viewing of a good friend who passed away, the imminent loss of a paid caregiver, life's general agita has found its' way to my doorstep. It's incredible but even with enjoying Italian hoagies( it always has been my "go-to" hoagie), eating something that heavy was a little rough.
So here is the heads up to those who are in my path today. I am operating on minimal caffeine, due to circumstances out of my control. Be patient with me, please!
I love my morning coffee. Really, I do. After a Phillies loss to the Cardinals last night, and an Italian hoagie chaser, real life has once again settled in. Issues in the office, the upcoming viewing of a good friend who passed away, the imminent loss of a paid caregiver, life's general agita has found its' way to my doorstep. It's incredible but even with enjoying Italian hoagies( it always has been my "go-to" hoagie), eating something that heavy was a little rough.
So here is the heads up to those who are in my path today. I am operating on minimal caffeine, due to circumstances out of my control. Be patient with me, please!
Monday, September 19, 2011
After 6 months...
Yesterday, my new knees had their six month birthday. It is hard to believe it's been six months since I last experienced the wonderful sensation**read heavy sarcasm here**of bone on bone pain.
Those who know me know I waited to get the new knees because of being caregiver to my Mom, who has advanced dementia. I would do it again, wait, that is, because of Mom. Fortunately, my Prince of a brother helped cover for me with the aid of a few of Mom's workers, and I was able to go in and have it done.
There is no pain in my knee joints: that is gone. The only occasional ache is from the muscles around the knee. They got off easy for three years, and they are protesting any attempt to tune them up. Too bad, because I remember how much I loved walking and have started to up the ante, so to say.The oldest pup of mine, Zush, who is 9, now has a little more pep in her step. When the knees were aching and I struggled to walk her,Zush walked very slowly-she mirrored my gait. Now, she's right up there with me and it's like she'll look at me and say- wait, Mom, I remember how this walk went! Her sister, Kasia, goes out with us and the two of them are quite happy for the exercise.
Don't get me wrong: the operation and recovery is rough, but being a seasoned hospital veteran, I knew what I was in for. Age was my chief ally- I am only 51.It was so easy to do physical therapy because you WANTED to return to a normal life, walking, stair climbing, etc.If anyone is second guessing about having it done, it is so worth the time.You'll end up feeling wonderful!
Those who know me know I waited to get the new knees because of being caregiver to my Mom, who has advanced dementia. I would do it again, wait, that is, because of Mom. Fortunately, my Prince of a brother helped cover for me with the aid of a few of Mom's workers, and I was able to go in and have it done.
There is no pain in my knee joints: that is gone. The only occasional ache is from the muscles around the knee. They got off easy for three years, and they are protesting any attempt to tune them up. Too bad, because I remember how much I loved walking and have started to up the ante, so to say.The oldest pup of mine, Zush, who is 9, now has a little more pep in her step. When the knees were aching and I struggled to walk her,Zush walked very slowly-she mirrored my gait. Now, she's right up there with me and it's like she'll look at me and say- wait, Mom, I remember how this walk went! Her sister, Kasia, goes out with us and the two of them are quite happy for the exercise.
Don't get me wrong: the operation and recovery is rough, but being a seasoned hospital veteran, I knew what I was in for. Age was my chief ally- I am only 51.It was so easy to do physical therapy because you WANTED to return to a normal life, walking, stair climbing, etc.If anyone is second guessing about having it done, it is so worth the time.You'll end up feeling wonderful!
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Partly cloudy? Not any more...
My friend Barb passed away yesterday morning, after her long struggle with cancer.
It was funny, but we were laying in bed this morning and the sun came out. I turned to Jimmy and said Barb was sending down her radiant glow. It's sad to think I'll never see that smile again.
It'll always be partly sunny, now that Barb is in charge of it.
Sleep well, my friend.
It was funny, but we were laying in bed this morning and the sun came out. I turned to Jimmy and said Barb was sending down her radiant glow. It's sad to think I'll never see that smile again.
It'll always be partly sunny, now that Barb is in charge of it.
Sleep well, my friend.
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Lazy Saturday
Ah..
Kicking back with Jim and the dogs and after a quick deli trip, brought home some crusty Italian rolls and decided to celebrate a new toaster oven! Picked up a Black and Decker toaster/broiler oven at Walmart for $19.44. From the deli with the crust rolls, brought back some longhorn colby jack cheese and put it under the broiler.Nothing like the upgrade of a basic grilled cheese sandwich. Wash it down with some chilled apple cider and mmmh....nirvana!
Some things are worth a lazy day...now, back to cleaning.. **sigh**
Kicking back with Jim and the dogs and after a quick deli trip, brought home some crusty Italian rolls and decided to celebrate a new toaster oven! Picked up a Black and Decker toaster/broiler oven at Walmart for $19.44. From the deli with the crust rolls, brought back some longhorn colby jack cheese and put it under the broiler.Nothing like the upgrade of a basic grilled cheese sandwich. Wash it down with some chilled apple cider and mmmh....nirvana!
Some things are worth a lazy day...now, back to cleaning.. **sigh**
Friday, September 16, 2011
Ah....the chill of it all
Yup.I said chill.
Some people go by when school supplies get bought, but I see commercials for Target school ads or Walmart back in July.
It's all in the temperature.
Bring me the temperature where figure challenged girls like myself get to go comfortably( aka without sweat) into jeans, fuzzy socks and flannel shirt-which just happens to be my wardrobe today. The only place I want to see sweat is in the word sweater...fall is almost here.
So ice cubes for the morning coffee, well, you are on hiatus for awhile. Freshly baked scones from last night, you are in. Shoes with no socks, sandals, bye-bye. See you on the next 85 degree day. It's time to break the hoodies out for the weekend and about time.
Fall?
Welcome back!
Shoobies are gone and the beach is great ! :-)
Some people go by when school supplies get bought, but I see commercials for Target school ads or Walmart back in July.
It's all in the temperature.
Bring me the temperature where figure challenged girls like myself get to go comfortably( aka without sweat) into jeans, fuzzy socks and flannel shirt-which just happens to be my wardrobe today. The only place I want to see sweat is in the word sweater...fall is almost here.
So ice cubes for the morning coffee, well, you are on hiatus for awhile. Freshly baked scones from last night, you are in. Shoes with no socks, sandals, bye-bye. See you on the next 85 degree day. It's time to break the hoodies out for the weekend and about time.
Fall?
Welcome back!
Thursday, September 15, 2011
About tonite...
Don't have Mom tonite, so have the National Weather Service on the radio and am listening about temperatures going down a little bit. That itch I am scratching? Not cooties or mosquito bites...it's the itch to bake.
Turning around in my brain if I am going to make scones( with vanilla sugar-thanks Denise!), or some low-fat brownies. Thanks to the new issue of food network magazine, I now know that you can substitute canned pumpkin( a la apple sauce)for fat in your brownies. Have got to figure it out, and of course, if the weatherman is not right. well, I'll be sweating walking the girls and maybe squeezing a little wash in instead.
Hmmm...put your cash on the baking... :)
mmmmmh........brownies...........lol
Tired of H8-ers...
..who will walk up to you and shake your hand and then stab you in the back like their life depended on it. It constantly amazes me that at this age, I still have to deal with this in a work environment-oh, wait, I work in fantasy land, I forgot.
I hold in much higher esteem those who choose to ignore or have minimal communication with me, as that is what I am happiest dealing with. Haters are so obvious and hypocritical ones might as well have blue beacons on their heads, because you can see them coming a mile a minute. Just leave me alone, let me deal with my job and do what I have to so I can get home.
This "Mama" has more than enough drama on my plate-there's no room for yours-take it somewhere else.
Thanks!
I hold in much higher esteem those who choose to ignore or have minimal communication with me, as that is what I am happiest dealing with. Haters are so obvious and hypocritical ones might as well have blue beacons on their heads, because you can see them coming a mile a minute. Just leave me alone, let me deal with my job and do what I have to so I can get home.
This "Mama" has more than enough drama on my plate-there's no room for yours-take it somewhere else.
Thanks!
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
People who cook..(part deux)
I am calling this part deux as my Internet connecting suddenly went down and lost what I had just written so, thus, Part Deux...
I would like to cook someday like those people who cook for a hobby. Really. I came home from work, am defrosting chicken legs, am basically trying to do/figure out 15 things at once and would LOVE to be standing by the stove, freshly chopping ingredients, mincing some garlic...between walking the dogs and putting a load of wash in before I have to go up to Mom's in 4 hours.
So in honor of the road to hell being paved with good intentions, the dogs will get walked, dinner will get made, and for "confession", I'll read the new food network magazine that just came in...maybe even with an adult beverage...whoo-hoo!
I would like to cook someday like those people who cook for a hobby. Really. I came home from work, am defrosting chicken legs, am basically trying to do/figure out 15 things at once and would LOVE to be standing by the stove, freshly chopping ingredients, mincing some garlic...between walking the dogs and putting a load of wash in before I have to go up to Mom's in 4 hours.
So in honor of the road to hell being paved with good intentions, the dogs will get walked, dinner will get made, and for "confession", I'll read the new food network magazine that just came in...maybe even with an adult beverage...whoo-hoo!
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Survivor's Guilt
When she first was diagnosed, it was so hard for me to talk to her with optimism about her diagnosis. I mean, I also lost an 18 year old niece to a mid brain tumor, and unfortunately learned enough cancer buzz words along the way that I knew Barb was going to have a battle. Still, hopes springs eternal and I hoped that if anyone could beat this she would. It's not to be.
They always say it is hardest for those who are left behind.
That is the understatement of the century.
God has blessed Barb with a wonderful, loving husband and wonderful son, and soon she will be at peace.
Sleep well, Barb.
I love you. Godspeed.
Saturday, September 10, 2011
Pre 9/11
This weekend marks the end of the country's innocence pre9/11/2001.Remember when you could have ate food on an airline, brought whatever you needed onto an airline,remember the World Trade Center for its' tourist observation desk, never heard the phrase homeland security, and knew of no such alerts as code yellow or orange, just to name a few?
So much as changed.So many lives gone. So many people with lives changed forever.
I remember getting home and meeting my friend and neighbor KJ outside with my Mom and her infant daughter( my Goddaughter,Angela) and, after hugging, we held hands and prayed together. To me, it's incredible all the things that have happened and yet I can recall that day as if it were yesterday. I would always hear about what happened when President Kennedy got shot, but I was 3 1/2 years old back then. Unfortunately, as I got older, you remember Bobby Kennedy, Martin Luther King, Ronald Reagan, Three Mile Island, and other events.Yet none really affected the country as 9/11. Still, as a whole, we managed to survive. God is good.
Here's remembering the day and the people and the experience. May eternal rest be granted to those who have lost their lives, healing occur to those who had been affected by the day and may we always be mindful of the home of the free and the land of the brave, and thank God for it and those who are fighting for and guarding our freedoms.
So much as changed.So many lives gone. So many people with lives changed forever.
I remember getting home and meeting my friend and neighbor KJ outside with my Mom and her infant daughter( my Goddaughter,Angela) and, after hugging, we held hands and prayed together. To me, it's incredible all the things that have happened and yet I can recall that day as if it were yesterday. I would always hear about what happened when President Kennedy got shot, but I was 3 1/2 years old back then. Unfortunately, as I got older, you remember Bobby Kennedy, Martin Luther King, Ronald Reagan, Three Mile Island, and other events.Yet none really affected the country as 9/11. Still, as a whole, we managed to survive. God is good.
Here's remembering the day and the people and the experience. May eternal rest be granted to those who have lost their lives, healing occur to those who had been affected by the day and may we always be mindful of the home of the free and the land of the brave, and thank God for it and those who are fighting for and guarding our freedoms.
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Argh!
Thought I was going to be a good sister and put Mom's trash out early this morning. This way my brother Bob wouldn't have to put it out later.
Surprise!
Went downstairs and for the first time since 1992, there was water in my Mom's cellar. Not the get a rowboat and shop vac type, but I swept it out and put a fan on to help dry things up. Finish up there and get up to the bus.The expressway is closed in my area and the bus has to go the old "local" route. Gee, glad I left at 5:30 to get to work by 7am.
Allegedly my train is also suspended due to weather. Here's hoping to no or minimal surprises the rest of the day-don't think I can handle them.
Surprise!
Went downstairs and for the first time since 1992, there was water in my Mom's cellar. Not the get a rowboat and shop vac type, but I swept it out and put a fan on to help dry things up. Finish up there and get up to the bus.The expressway is closed in my area and the bus has to go the old "local" route. Gee, glad I left at 5:30 to get to work by 7am.
Allegedly my train is also suspended due to weather. Here's hoping to no or minimal surprises the rest of the day-don't think I can handle them.
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
My pack mule days may be over
Taking care of my Mom and getting things to her house and/or work require me to often, if not always,carry a second bag- a carry-all, if you will.
Well, this over 50 body says carry this **expletive deleted**.....as I was walking up the hill to the bus yesterday morning, my left hip started burning. Made it through work yesterday, only to have Mom again last night, and what else?...another bag to carry. This morning, same path to the bus, same burn in the hip. In fact, as I type this, I have a small pillow bent over behind my left hip to relieve some of the pain.I also gulped two Aleve down with my coffee, so hopefully that will also kick in. I guess after sixteen, yes SIXTEEN years of carrying a book-bag, and then 27 years on a job that had me lugging a bag more times than not, well, I think it's time for me to practice what I preach. I often tell my friends to listen to their bodies. Well, mine says, the pack mule days are done!
Well, this over 50 body says carry this **expletive deleted**.....as I was walking up the hill to the bus yesterday morning, my left hip started burning. Made it through work yesterday, only to have Mom again last night, and what else?...another bag to carry. This morning, same path to the bus, same burn in the hip. In fact, as I type this, I have a small pillow bent over behind my left hip to relieve some of the pain.I also gulped two Aleve down with my coffee, so hopefully that will also kick in. I guess after sixteen, yes SIXTEEN years of carrying a book-bag, and then 27 years on a job that had me lugging a bag more times than not, well, I think it's time for me to practice what I preach. I often tell my friends to listen to their bodies. Well, mine says, the pack mule days are done!
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
After a quick recess.....
..now back to life as we know it.
My Mom is hanging in there, although it took her a bit of time this morning to answer me: it makes me wonder if she had another mini-stroke.
I found the answer to one of my prior posts. Folgers' Vanillas biscotti Kcups work better with a shot of Torani vanilla, which clocks in with 35 calories a tablespoon. It may have me reconsider trying the biscotti Kcups one more time.
We relaxed while we were away-a truly unusual sensation,as it has been far too long!
My Mom is hanging in there, although it took her a bit of time this morning to answer me: it makes me wonder if she had another mini-stroke.
I found the answer to one of my prior posts. Folgers' Vanillas biscotti Kcups work better with a shot of Torani vanilla, which clocks in with 35 calories a tablespoon. It may have me reconsider trying the biscotti Kcups one more time.
We relaxed while we were away-a truly unusual sensation,as it has been far too long!
Kasia girl loving the beach!
Saturday, September 3, 2011
Needing a little hit....
Due to company we had, I made a pot of decaffeinated coffee for breakfast this morning.
I miss my Keuring...somehow what a Mr. Coffee spews out is not quite the same. I don't know if it's the concentration of coffee in a Kcup or what, but even this fresh fine quality Dunkin Donuts decaf left much
to be desired.
Think I am going to doctor up a vanilla coffee on the rocks**feeling better just thinking about it**...lol...after all, it's vacation, right? :-)
I miss my Keuring...somehow what a Mr. Coffee spews out is not quite the same. I don't know if it's the concentration of coffee in a Kcup or what, but even this fresh fine quality Dunkin Donuts decaf left much
to be desired.
Think I am going to doctor up a vanilla coffee on the rocks**feeling better just thinking about it**...lol...after all, it's vacation, right? :-)
Friday, September 2, 2011
Greetings from the "undisclosed location",,,
...and I do have to admit that is was weird being here on a Thursday night to start, rather than a Friday. It's kind of nice trying to remember what day it is..lol.
So far there have been plenty of walks and some work done too, as we cleaned up the limbs and branches left over from Hurricane Irene. Now I am looking forward to actually kicking back and not doing anything...I wonder what that feels like?
So far there have been plenty of walks and some work done too, as we cleaned up the limbs and branches left over from Hurricane Irene. Now I am looking forward to actually kicking back and not doing anything...I wonder what that feels like?
Thursday, September 1, 2011
And we're off..........
...to the 'undisclosed location'...to celebrate the anniversary, albeit a little late, and see how much tree and limbs we have to rake up post-Irene. It goes to reason that adult beverages will be consumed and the girls will get plenty of walks.I am also looking forward to actually doing some beach walking.
Everyone enjoy the Labor Day weekend and please stay safe!
That's me with Zush to my right and Kasia to my left..wishing you all a Happy Labor Day!
Everyone enjoy the Labor Day weekend and please stay safe!
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
It wasn't easy...
...after all, we were a 42 year old spinster and a 48 year old bachelor. Consolidating things are never easy, and when you have two households, two personalities, well, the first few months were rough.
Nine years legally later, we are still together.
We have had are share of rough patches, and as Jim says, we bypassed children, and went straight into dealing with the sick and the elderly. The last almost four years with my Mom have been no picnic, because I miss being with Jim at night.Sleeping on a sofa is just not the same.Jim's Mom is four years older than my Mom ,and recently we have seen her start to decline. We got through my two new knees but we are cultivating our own set of aches. Like other couples our age, we have had a lot of stuff on our plates.
We have watched our Zosia girl mature, and then, two years ago, got her a little sister, Kasia girl.We love them both and have had them make our day many a time, and I am sure I am also writing for Jim when I say we can't imagine our lives without them.
Most of all, I can't remember life before Jim- it feels as though we have been together forever.
As Martha Stewart would say, " It's a good thing."
Happy Anniversary Jim! Love you!
Nine years legally later, we are still together.
We have had are share of rough patches, and as Jim says, we bypassed children, and went straight into dealing with the sick and the elderly. The last almost four years with my Mom have been no picnic, because I miss being with Jim at night.Sleeping on a sofa is just not the same.Jim's Mom is four years older than my Mom ,and recently we have seen her start to decline. We got through my two new knees but we are cultivating our own set of aches. Like other couples our age, we have had a lot of stuff on our plates.
We have watched our Zosia girl mature, and then, two years ago, got her a little sister, Kasia girl.We love them both and have had them make our day many a time, and I am sure I am also writing for Jim when I say we can't imagine our lives without them.
Most of all, I can't remember life before Jim- it feels as though we have been together forever.
As Martha Stewart would say, " It's a good thing."
Happy Anniversary Jim! Love you!
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Vanilla..how do I love thee?
First all, I have to admit I am a purist.
I am a chocolate and/or vanilla person. Don't give me any funny flavors, like hazelnut. I like my flavors clean and simple. So it was a no brainer to me when I saw Folgers' Vanilla Biscotti coffee for the Keurig. I actually( yes, you should take my temperature) was looking forward to coming into the office so I could try it.
What a disappointment.
Where's the vanilla?
Hell, I put almond in my biscotti when I make them once in a while.
Not even a hint of almond.
So if you do K cups and love vanilla, don't waste your time on the Folgers' Vanilla biscotti.Buy the syrup to put in your coffee, or even better to eat a real biscotti then to be left with false advertising .
I am a chocolate and/or vanilla person. Don't give me any funny flavors, like hazelnut. I like my flavors clean and simple. So it was a no brainer to me when I saw Folgers' Vanilla Biscotti coffee for the Keurig. I actually( yes, you should take my temperature) was looking forward to coming into the office so I could try it.
What a disappointment.
Where's the vanilla?
Hell, I put almond in my biscotti when I make them once in a while.
Not even a hint of almond.
So if you do K cups and love vanilla, don't waste your time on the Folgers' Vanilla biscotti.Buy the syrup to put in your coffee, or even better to eat a real biscotti then to be left with false advertising .
Monday, August 29, 2011
And now for station identification...
Because of what turned out to be Tropical Storm Irene, I took a breather from the blog. I had switched up with Bob for watching Mom and had her Saturday and last night, so, quite frankly, was too beat up to even think about blogging.
The flip side of this is that we are both taking this Friday off and celebrating our anniversary after the fact.It will be nice to actually be sleeping on a bed and not a sofa for a couple of days straight. In fact with Jim and Zush and Kasia in tow, it promises to be a fabulous weekend. Leisurely meals( what's that? LOL) ,good beach walks with the pups and quality time with my better half- who can ask for anything more. And none of the infamous four letter word that begins with " W"...WORK.!
I can honestly say I can't remember my life without Jim in it.
That's a good thing.
The flip side of this is that we are both taking this Friday off and celebrating our anniversary after the fact.It will be nice to actually be sleeping on a bed and not a sofa for a couple of days straight. In fact with Jim and Zush and Kasia in tow, it promises to be a fabulous weekend. Leisurely meals( what's that? LOL) ,good beach walks with the pups and quality time with my better half- who can ask for anything more. And none of the infamous four letter word that begins with " W"...WORK.!
I can honestly say I can't remember my life without Jim in it.
That's a good thing.
Friday, August 26, 2011
Best laid plans.....
...are often thrown back in your face by Mother Nature who just comes up in your face and says ," I don't think so!"
Thanks to Hurricane Irene,a state of emergency in New Jersey, and enforced evacuations, our weekend will be here, watching the banks of the Wissahickon flood over, I guess.The girls will, rather begrudgingly, walk with Mom in the rain to tap their kidneys.The hopeful bright side to this is that we can catch up on some sleep.
Our anniversary plans, well, maybe there is an unwritten law we didn't know about that said you can't celebrate your anniversary until the day of or after the actual day. We'll see what we can figure out to do.
Stay safe and dry, friends, and have a good weekend!
Thanks to Hurricane Irene,a state of emergency in New Jersey, and enforced evacuations, our weekend will be here, watching the banks of the Wissahickon flood over, I guess.The girls will, rather begrudgingly, walk with Mom in the rain to tap their kidneys.The hopeful bright side to this is that we can catch up on some sleep.
Our anniversary plans, well, maybe there is an unwritten law we didn't know about that said you can't celebrate your anniversary until the day of or after the actual day. We'll see what we can figure out to do.
Stay safe and dry, friends, and have a good weekend!
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Happy Anniversary Baby...lol
It's coming up to that time of year.
That time of years that, 12 years ago, I thought I'd never see.
My wedding anniversary.
For those who need to catch up, my husband was a bagel baker at the time. We wanted, or should I say, we were hoping for a three day honeymoon, after all- he worked every day. So the only time we figured we could plan a wedding was around a legal holiday, as the bakery was closed on Mondays.
January?February?..nah...we figured on Labor Day, and the Saturday on the weekend that year was August 31st. Lots of good stuff for August- my Dad always had us take our vacation on the last week of August so we would be "refreshed" going back to school.I always enjoyed British history and royalty and poor Diana passed on August31st, a day I thought ,OK,I would tip my hat to her. I chose " I vow to thee, my Country", or as it was known as "Jupiter, the bringer of Jollity", by Gustav Holst, which was a song/hymn associated with Diana to walk down the aisle with. My Dad went to heaven on August 24th, but I always felt that was like he was going on his vacation week, so it was cool.
What you hope for- good weather. What I got? Beautiful weather, with help to the Sisters of Saint Joseph who were among those putting Blessed Mother statues in the window for me. I had a nice wedding, married a pretty terrific guy...life is pretty OK..
Fast forward.
I am at my desk streaming the National Weather Service on my IPhone for the weekend hurricane report. Yes, as we all know, hurricane season is here, and we were going to go to the shore for the weekend to celebrate our anniversary.My husband, like some other folks, love to see the ocean in a storm. Yes, I admit, I do too...to an extent. Hurricane Irene is due and things don't look good, yet we are, as of this moment still planning to go. Me, Jim, Zush,our 9 year old golden retriever collie mix, and her 2 year old sister, Kasia, same mix with a little chow mixed in to make it interesting, If this was earlier in our marriage, I would have thought, great! Now all I can think of is sitting with the huddled masses, that's IF we are lucky, on route 47, the main road out from our neck of the woods, moving, AGAIN, IF you are lucky,bumper to bumper, trying to get to Philadelphia...oh, and did I mention the two good dogs in the back seat and probably the torrential downpours we'll encounter?
I admit I am looking forward to it. I just wish the Marian from 5 years ago was still around to look forward to it a little more and not feel so apprehensive about it.
But it's OK. My better half, the girls, some decent food, dry clothes, adult beverages...and did I say crossed fingers? **wink**...
Who says romance is dead? ROFLMAO.....................
My wedding anniversary.
For those who need to catch up, my husband was a bagel baker at the time. We wanted, or should I say, we were hoping for a three day honeymoon, after all- he worked every day. So the only time we figured we could plan a wedding was around a legal holiday, as the bakery was closed on Mondays.
January?February?..nah...we figured on Labor Day, and the Saturday on the weekend that year was August 31st. Lots of good stuff for August- my Dad always had us take our vacation on the last week of August so we would be "refreshed" going back to school.I always enjoyed British history and royalty and poor Diana passed on August31st, a day I thought ,OK,I would tip my hat to her. I chose " I vow to thee, my Country", or as it was known as "Jupiter, the bringer of Jollity", by Gustav Holst, which was a song/hymn associated with Diana to walk down the aisle with. My Dad went to heaven on August 24th, but I always felt that was like he was going on his vacation week, so it was cool.
What you hope for- good weather. What I got? Beautiful weather, with help to the Sisters of Saint Joseph who were among those putting Blessed Mother statues in the window for me. I had a nice wedding, married a pretty terrific guy...life is pretty OK..
Fast forward.
I am at my desk streaming the National Weather Service on my IPhone for the weekend hurricane report. Yes, as we all know, hurricane season is here, and we were going to go to the shore for the weekend to celebrate our anniversary.My husband, like some other folks, love to see the ocean in a storm. Yes, I admit, I do too...to an extent. Hurricane Irene is due and things don't look good, yet we are, as of this moment still planning to go. Me, Jim, Zush,our 9 year old golden retriever collie mix, and her 2 year old sister, Kasia, same mix with a little chow mixed in to make it interesting, If this was earlier in our marriage, I would have thought, great! Now all I can think of is sitting with the huddled masses, that's IF we are lucky, on route 47, the main road out from our neck of the woods, moving, AGAIN, IF you are lucky,bumper to bumper, trying to get to Philadelphia...oh, and did I mention the two good dogs in the back seat and probably the torrential downpours we'll encounter?
I admit I am looking forward to it. I just wish the Marian from 5 years ago was still around to look forward to it a little more and not feel so apprehensive about it.
But it's OK. My better half, the girls, some decent food, dry clothes, adult beverages...and did I say crossed fingers? **wink**...
Who says romance is dead? ROFLMAO.....................
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Dad
It was thirteen years ago today, a Monday, that my Dad left me for heaven. What made it especially bittersweet was that he was trying to hang in for a couple more months. You see, my grandfather died at 77, and my Dad was trying to make it to 78. He was short three months-Daddy's birthday was October 18th.
I said some prayers this morning for my Dad,more than I normally had been of late. He had always said to me, just say a prayer for me every day, that's all.
Miss you dreadfully Dad, but will love you forever.
I said some prayers this morning for my Dad,more than I normally had been of late. He had always said to me, just say a prayer for me every day, that's all.
Miss you dreadfully Dad, but will love you forever.
How fun was clown college?
...so much fun that God decided to give us a break and throw an earthquake in the afternoon session. I always felt bad for all who were involved in 911 but kind of put a "you are there" spin on it, because once we were evacuated outside,95% of the folks I saw were on a cell trying to call family and friends, but it sure was rough to get a signal to get through.I am pretty positive that we weren't the only ones. Fortunately when I finally got through everyone was ok.
Clown college continues today for an additional 1 1/2 hours that we missed due to the quake yesterday and a supplementary 2 hours for an adjunct class. The Keurig, it goes without saying, will be working OT today.
Clown college continues today for an additional 1 1/2 hours that we missed due to the quake yesterday and a supplementary 2 hours for an adjunct class. The Keurig, it goes without saying, will be working OT today.
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Clown College and all its' delights
As an employee in a certain government agency, there is a class that is mandatory to maintain your professional designation and it is 8 hours long...for part 1. The second part is only 2 hours so they hold it over two days. It's about ethics in my profession. HAH! After 27 years in this position, for me this is like preaching to the choir, but it is mandatory, so my whole day schedule goes from working 7-3 to 8:30-4:30 which just rocks my world...NOT! They pull an instructor down from the state capital who ,if you look up, "I love me, who do you love" in the dictionary, would have this guys picture in it.
It goes without saying that I had Mom last night and have a bunch of paperwork from the state that I have to fill out for her.There are a few other things that have to get done, too.Ah, I am remembering this past Sunday when the only thing I had to worry about was an iced latte...those were the days! Today, the Keurig will be on and hit early and often!
It goes without saying that I had Mom last night and have a bunch of paperwork from the state that I have to fill out for her.There are a few other things that have to get done, too.Ah, I am remembering this past Sunday when the only thing I had to worry about was an iced latte...those were the days! Today, the Keurig will be on and hit early and often!
Monday, August 22, 2011
The Blue Cross Shuffle
As an employee of a government agency, I was asked by my union to go out and get bloodwork done via my physician. Evidently, the members families take care of themselves, but not the actual members. OK, I can get that. And I did, get that...got blood work done, and upon completion, you are to go to the Blue Cross website and enter the numbers...where begins my problem.
When I pulled up the website, there is no clear spot or topic that says enter numbers here. I called my union: the health and welfare technician had 'no idea' as to where the numbers get entered at. She transfers me to someone who would know.Great, I think, until the voicemail clicks over to the plan administrator.**sigh**
By the time this gets resolved, want to bet some of those numbers, mainly blood pressure, go up considerably?
When I pulled up the website, there is no clear spot or topic that says enter numbers here. I called my union: the health and welfare technician had 'no idea' as to where the numbers get entered at. She transfers me to someone who would know.Great, I think, until the voicemail clicks over to the plan administrator.**sigh**
By the time this gets resolved, want to bet some of those numbers, mainly blood pressure, go up considerably?
Sunday, August 21, 2011
Finally some relaxation, albeit temporarily......
A nice Sunday morning, after being up early to walk the girls and go to Mass. Breakfast followed by some quality Inquirer time, and knowing my brother Bob is ok and back with Mom tonite...a whole Sunday to worry about, uh......the amount of ice to put into my latte..
Life, at times, can be good....
Thanks be to God!
Life, at times, can be good....
Thanks be to God!
Friday, August 19, 2011
Happy Friday..or my kingdom for a nap.
So I get to the point of the day where my back is hurting, I am tired after a night at Mom's and a long day. I am ready for a nap.
Well, I put a book on tape on my phone and put headphones on only to have what seems to be half the population of where ever talk to me, even though my eyes are shut. So, I half listen, murmur, uh-huh, and try to fall asleep. Then Zush and Kash come in and their Dad wants baby dog Kasia to give me a kiss. Uh,ok....now with all that done. I get a call from a caregiver that the hospice home health care failed to show up today.
As a result, called hospice and am waiting for a call back, am composing this blog entry and the nap, well, it's nothing a little iced latte won't cure, I guess...with lots of ice.
Have a good weekend.
Well, I put a book on tape on my phone and put headphones on only to have what seems to be half the population of where ever talk to me, even though my eyes are shut. So, I half listen, murmur, uh-huh, and try to fall asleep. Then Zush and Kash come in and their Dad wants baby dog Kasia to give me a kiss. Uh,ok....now with all that done. I get a call from a caregiver that the hospice home health care failed to show up today.
As a result, called hospice and am waiting for a call back, am composing this blog entry and the nap, well, it's nothing a little iced latte won't cure, I guess...with lots of ice.
Have a good weekend.
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Back to the coffee...( or How lazy is she?)
So one of my BFF, Denise( yes I am calling you out) is suffering this week and next while her friends at her coffee shop are on vacation. She is using my Keurig with me, and with two of us using it, we ran out of half and half.
Denise went and put the new creamer she bought at Wawa in the refrigerator that is a little( little being the operative word here) cleaner here in the office.Does yours truly go and get the creamer for herself this morning? Nah! I used the creamer made for nuclear war that I have here at my desk.Albeit it being French Vanilla, it's still, uh, barely palatable...if only I were jones-ing for a " good" cup of coffee, I guess I wouldn't have been so lazy.
..maybe next cup...lol
Denise went and put the new creamer she bought at Wawa in the refrigerator that is a little( little being the operative word here) cleaner here in the office.Does yours truly go and get the creamer for herself this morning? Nah! I used the creamer made for nuclear war that I have here at my desk.Albeit it being French Vanilla, it's still, uh, barely palatable...if only I were jones-ing for a " good" cup of coffee, I guess I wouldn't have been so lazy.
..maybe next cup...lol
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Lousy
Last night and into this morning, I feel truly lousy, as in depressed.
The whole situation, regarding being a caregiver for my mother tends to take a toll once in a while. Well, now is one of those "whiles".
Things you give up while taking care of Mom? Sleeping with your spouse every night, THEN worrying about running your OWN home, worrying about running Mom's home( or what's left of it),dealing with pulling non-existing money out of a hat, trying to eek some time away for mental health, dealing with a job that is really, well, that's a separate posting in itself, among other things....
Then there is Mom, laying in her hospital bed, curled up on her side,under a flannel blanket living in her own world. Yes, I am there for you, Mom, because you were always on the other side of the bed for me.
It'll get better...I hope.
The whole situation, regarding being a caregiver for my mother tends to take a toll once in a while. Well, now is one of those "whiles".
Things you give up while taking care of Mom? Sleeping with your spouse every night, THEN worrying about running your OWN home, worrying about running Mom's home( or what's left of it),dealing with pulling non-existing money out of a hat, trying to eek some time away for mental health, dealing with a job that is really, well, that's a separate posting in itself, among other things....
Then there is Mom, laying in her hospital bed, curled up on her side,under a flannel blanket living in her own world. Yes, I am there for you, Mom, because you were always on the other side of the bed for me.
It'll get better...I hope.
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Update on the Furkids
Went to the vet yesterday after work and paid fifteen dollars for cortisone pills for Zush and Kasia. It seems that they are still scratching due to being allergic to the saliva from the flea bite.So it'll be Mommy wrapping pills up, trying to hide them to get them in the girls.
Wish me luck! :)
Wish me luck! :)
Thanks to one of my best buddies...
...I am enjoying a cup of coconut coffee this morning. If you grew up with coconut creme pie as I did on various holiday occasions, all you have to do is through some milk or creme in this coffee and you have a low calorie version of coconut creme pie! The smell is absolutely fabulous...thanks Denise!
Another one of my besties, Renia, talked about recording calories. It was the only thing that really help me have success in dropping my weight before. So embrace it again, yes, I will and I have Renia to thank for hitting me upside my head with that idea.
It's good to have friends.
Another one of my besties, Renia, talked about recording calories. It was the only thing that really help me have success in dropping my weight before. So embrace it again, yes, I will and I have Renia to thank for hitting me upside my head with that idea.
It's good to have friends.
Monday, August 15, 2011
There's a lot to be said for conditioning, I guess....
My butt is dragging.
There. I said it.
I know I am care-giving and juggling 59 things on my plate at one time, but this morning I am thinking about the last time I felt good, a.k.a., not tired.Funny how tired becomes a way of life. I successfully throw iced coffee down my throat to get my morning started, especially when I am in the office. The sad part here is why? If I dropped ten pounds, would it make me less tired? Maybe. When I was down 40 pounds, I still was tired, albeit not THIS tired. Then again, that was before my Mom got sick.
Someday, I know there will be less things on my plate, literally and physically.
Until then, put the Keurig on and pass me some coffee.
There. I said it.
I know I am care-giving and juggling 59 things on my plate at one time, but this morning I am thinking about the last time I felt good, a.k.a., not tired.Funny how tired becomes a way of life. I successfully throw iced coffee down my throat to get my morning started, especially when I am in the office. The sad part here is why? If I dropped ten pounds, would it make me less tired? Maybe. When I was down 40 pounds, I still was tired, albeit not THIS tired. Then again, that was before my Mom got sick.
Someday, I know there will be less things on my plate, literally and physically.
Until then, put the Keurig on and pass me some coffee.
Sunday, August 14, 2011
My poor four legged children
...are currently scratching. Checking for fleas, well, I unfortunately bomb them with advantage for pest control. I am considering going natural, because ,quite frankly, I just was made aware of it.
Someone had called to my attention the benefits of cedar oil. I am laughing at that because our Philadelphia home has cedar trees and arbor vitae in front. Going on line to look for pricing of cedar oil,well, obviously,I need to start raising cedar trees.
If anyone knows of any other naturals remedies, please feel free to post them. I loved both my girls and hate to be poisoning them. Thanks!
Someone had called to my attention the benefits of cedar oil. I am laughing at that because our Philadelphia home has cedar trees and arbor vitae in front. Going on line to look for pricing of cedar oil,well, obviously,I need to start raising cedar trees.
If anyone knows of any other naturals remedies, please feel free to post them. I loved both my girls and hate to be poisoning them. Thanks!
Saturday, August 13, 2011
Movie from a different time
While I am typing this entry, I have the movie "Working Girl" on cable.
I remember when it first came out. I was single,young, idealistic. I was at my job for 5 years.
Twenty two years later, I am married, have almost 27 years on the job, am disillusioned as the day is long, and tired.
It's just a movie.
Secretary gets idea squashed by boss, pretends she works with boss and handsome man helps her land deal. She has her hand tipped by boss and yet still ends up on her feet.
Only in Hollywood.
I am glad that, at 51, I am past that point of my life, i.e., trying to be someone I am not. They say with age comes wisdom. Hopefully I will have the ability to retire soon and enjoy what's left of MY life. It is good to have worked my way up.It is good to look forward to the next part of your life.
I remember when it first came out. I was single,young, idealistic. I was at my job for 5 years.
Twenty two years later, I am married, have almost 27 years on the job, am disillusioned as the day is long, and tired.
It's just a movie.
Secretary gets idea squashed by boss, pretends she works with boss and handsome man helps her land deal. She has her hand tipped by boss and yet still ends up on her feet.
Only in Hollywood.
I am glad that, at 51, I am past that point of my life, i.e., trying to be someone I am not. They say with age comes wisdom. Hopefully I will have the ability to retire soon and enjoy what's left of MY life. It is good to have worked my way up.It is good to look forward to the next part of your life.
Friday, August 12, 2011
Baking fool
One thing that I always found therapeutic was baking. I am not that good at it, but I don't know. Maybe it's the action of flour, egg and mixing it that brings me some calmness. Perhaps I am thinking back to the days when Mom was able to bake. Whenever universities or hospitals make studies based on smell, I am never surprised to read about the comfort smells of baking.
My husband WAS a bagel baker for a long time: we met at a bagel bakery. He would prefer I not bake, because he feels that if it isn't in the house, he won't eat it. Yet as I type this and smell a pumpkin loaf I have baking in the over, I am calm. The stress of the week has washed over me and the calmness of the smell of vanilla and baking dough is more effective on me than ativan.
Hmmm. Perhaps I am on to something.Not Febreeze, mind you, but genuine aromas available without a prescription. Coming to you soon..vanilla sugar followed by clean linen in a bottle.
Sign me up :D
My husband WAS a bagel baker for a long time: we met at a bagel bakery. He would prefer I not bake, because he feels that if it isn't in the house, he won't eat it. Yet as I type this and smell a pumpkin loaf I have baking in the over, I am calm. The stress of the week has washed over me and the calmness of the smell of vanilla and baking dough is more effective on me than ativan.
Hmmm. Perhaps I am on to something.Not Febreeze, mind you, but genuine aromas available without a prescription. Coming to you soon..vanilla sugar followed by clean linen in a bottle.
Sign me up :D
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Iced Coffee, Work, and a Hospice Chaser
I was going to try to get into my iced coffee( yes, real brewed, iced coffee) and got a phone call from my Mother's hospice physician. Talk about heartburn...lol
To quickly bring anyone new up to speed, my Mom had a stroke 2 weeks ago and it basically effected her left side. The only thing that really came back was her face, that initially had a bad droop on the left side. That is back to normal, but she has lost strength in her left arm, hand and leg.She had been pretty much bed-ridden due to the dementia prior to this, but now she's to be rotated in bed-that should give you an indication of how things are. Fortunately, her caregivers have taken good care of her, for bedsores really have not been a problem.
Then you click over to a hostile work environment, made so by many factors. I can trust maybe the amount of folks that I can count on one hand, but as Helen Gurley Brown always said,"Only God and the working girl look out for the working girl." Suffice it to say that I will be trying to pack my bags before they pack them here for me. Retirement is a pretty sweet word.
So, back to this brewed, Keurig Iced coffee....it's the only thing that has some comfort for me at THIS moment. Always nice to have a comfort corner when you need it :)
To quickly bring anyone new up to speed, my Mom had a stroke 2 weeks ago and it basically effected her left side. The only thing that really came back was her face, that initially had a bad droop on the left side. That is back to normal, but she has lost strength in her left arm, hand and leg.She had been pretty much bed-ridden due to the dementia prior to this, but now she's to be rotated in bed-that should give you an indication of how things are. Fortunately, her caregivers have taken good care of her, for bedsores really have not been a problem.
Then you click over to a hostile work environment, made so by many factors. I can trust maybe the amount of folks that I can count on one hand, but as Helen Gurley Brown always said,"Only God and the working girl look out for the working girl." Suffice it to say that I will be trying to pack my bags before they pack them here for me. Retirement is a pretty sweet word.
So, back to this brewed, Keurig Iced coffee....it's the only thing that has some comfort for me at THIS moment. Always nice to have a comfort corner when you need it :)
DIY iced instant coffee...
Was running late( yes, but thanks to titanium knees, not THAT late..lol) and made my own iced coffee this morning with International Coffee's French vanilla...not to shabby in a pinch, but not the same as brewed.It would be nice to have then energy to go out and actually put some together, but after 6 straight nights on Mom's sofa, well, maybe I'll try in a little bit.
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Not the smallest gal in the sandbox...
My best friend called me last night to tell me about a woman who was wearing shorts that were, shall we say, extremely small on her extremely large frame.Economics aside, how can they do it? I mean, I know I am far from my "fighting weight" but am proud to say I am working on getting back there.Eighty thousand in new titanium knees better help! Don't people LOOK at mirrors AT THEMSELVES? Come on, folks, let's get some pride back...
Who's with me?
Who's with me?
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
A tip of the hat to FN's Mike Symon
..who just happens to be my favorite Iron Chef on Iron Chef America . I got the newest Issue of Food Network magazine and what happens to be this month's FIFTY THINGS TO MAKE WITH....BACON!!!
IC Symon loves working with pork and when they had the NEXT IRON CHEF show and he was a contestant, I seem to remember him actually trying tom make a maple syrup/bacon ice cream combination . I can't help but wonder if FN forgets about Iron Chef America Devotees, because this could have been cross promoted all over the place. Even if FN is ticked off about him going on THE CHEW, they still should have given Chef Symon some spotlight on his love for bacon :) IMHO.
IC Symon loves working with pork and when they had the NEXT IRON CHEF show and he was a contestant, I seem to remember him actually trying tom make a maple syrup/bacon ice cream combination . I can't help but wonder if FN forgets about Iron Chef America Devotees, because this could have been cross promoted all over the place. Even if FN is ticked off about him going on THE CHEW, they still should have given Chef Symon some spotlight on his love for bacon :) IMHO.
Food Network Star Finalist Vic Vegas& his jewelry
I really enjoy this guy's presence on the show and I am sure the Food Network will reward him in some way with a show.
But a guy with a pierced lip?I mean, seriously, I am not THAT old(51) but to watch for 1/2 hour on TV someone with an earring coming out of his lower lip? Hell, I can't even hack it when I see someone in person -the piercings are a distraction.
It'll be interesting to see if Food Network, assuming that Vic is one of the final two,will make him lose the jewelry...for someone claiming his show would be entitled "Mama's Boy"', I can't help but wonder what Mom would say about is earring...lol
But a guy with a pierced lip?I mean, seriously, I am not THAT old(51) but to watch for 1/2 hour on TV someone with an earring coming out of his lower lip? Hell, I can't even hack it when I see someone in person -the piercings are a distraction.
It'll be interesting to see if Food Network, assuming that Vic is one of the final two,will make him lose the jewelry...for someone claiming his show would be entitled "Mama's Boy"', I can't help but wonder what Mom would say about is earring...lol
Monday, August 8, 2011
Food Network Star-after the fact
As I have been missing the next Food Network star show, I have been forced to either follow on Twitter or the morning after. All I have to say regarding the three finalists is only one thing: how many ways can you watch someone make a sandwich?
Just asking.... lol
Just asking.... lol
Is there enough coffee??Iced or otherwise?
So my brother is on day 3 of his two week vacation at the Jersey shore and I am on night 4 of all Mom, all the time..I am starting to feel the sleep deprivation, so the Keurig is getting a good work out. The problem is knowing when to switch over to decaf so it doesn't screw up the upcoming night's sleep. Didn't realize I need a Masters' Degree in caffeine to keep my head down on a pillow and sleep.
Saturday, August 6, 2011
Poor lonesome me...not
My Brother and his family are off for 2 weeks vacation to the Jersey Shore. My caregivers are few and far between right now so I am home for 2 weekends to take care of my Mom. I have a few hours off, so have come home to make a sick call to a neighbor, do some wash, and just have a wee bit of down time. Sent husband and girls to shore to enjoy themselves, so feeling like bachelor girl is a bit unusual for yours truly. Had some iced cappuccino to celebrate while watching a few good movies on cable...I guess this is living large for me, at least for a few hours..........
Friday, August 5, 2011
Alexandra Guarnaschelli-chef on TV Food Network
I love her!
Although, physically, I am probably more on the lines of Ina Garten, the Barefoot Contessa, I look at Alex Guarneschelli on the Food Network with envy. I joined a discussion on Facebook regarding the group of chefs that are up for the next Iron Chef. Someone had bad-mouthed Alex and I said of course she is stern on the show "Chopped", where she is a judge. I mean, excepting Paula Abdul on American Idol, judging isn't supposed to be giving out the " warm and fuzzies". I mentioned that on her FN show," Alex's Day Off", she feels like my friend in the kitchen, showing me how not necessarily to cook, but maybe to tweak recipes here and there. She has my twisted sense of humor and I appreciate her.
Maybe, just maybe, there's that little bit of me that watches her, green with envy, thinking, " I could do that!"
If only.....**sigh**
Although, physically, I am probably more on the lines of Ina Garten, the Barefoot Contessa, I look at Alex Guarneschelli on the Food Network with envy. I joined a discussion on Facebook regarding the group of chefs that are up for the next Iron Chef. Someone had bad-mouthed Alex and I said of course she is stern on the show "Chopped", where she is a judge. I mean, excepting Paula Abdul on American Idol, judging isn't supposed to be giving out the " warm and fuzzies". I mentioned that on her FN show," Alex's Day Off", she feels like my friend in the kitchen, showing me how not necessarily to cook, but maybe to tweak recipes here and there. She has my twisted sense of humor and I appreciate her.
Maybe, just maybe, there's that little bit of me that watches her, green with envy, thinking, " I could do that!"
If only.....**sigh**
Thursday, August 4, 2011
Lusting for Creamery Ice Cream
Although my brother was the one with a degree from Penn State, the course of many road trips with my parents always included a trip to Penn State's Creamery.
It's kind of sad that in the days of watching cash and calories, the high point in our freezer is Hawaiian Punch freezer bars-50 calories for one. Usually the sweetness of the product is enough to tide you over...until you go to Face book....and the Creamery ALWAYS has a double scoop of their newest flavor. Shame it costs a boatload of cash to dry ice it and ship it to Philadelphia, but then maybe my hips would be triple their size....
Sometimes, a girl just can't win :(
It's kind of sad that in the days of watching cash and calories, the high point in our freezer is Hawaiian Punch freezer bars-50 calories for one. Usually the sweetness of the product is enough to tide you over...until you go to Face book....and the Creamery ALWAYS has a double scoop of their newest flavor. Shame it costs a boatload of cash to dry ice it and ship it to Philadelphia, but then maybe my hips would be triple their size....
Sometimes, a girl just can't win :(
In the midst of Keurig-itis to snap me awake...
My buddy, Denise, brought me some different Kcups to try and the one I am savoring right now is Green Mountain Limited Edition Island coconut....as I am a cream only girl, oh my gosh, it's like sipping on liquid coconut cream pie...mmmmm...thanks Denise!
Humid nights...cold coffee
It seems as when I have a night at Mom's in the summer, I am drawn to iced coffee to try to rev up my engine. You know, counteract the humidity, the tiredness...may try to make a stand and figure out how to really get a decent iced coffee, or even make it myself......with the right amount of half &half in it, you can almost fantasize about how it almost tastes like Kahlua.
Dream on, lil' Dreamer.....
Dream on, lil' Dreamer.....
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Beating down on my head
That is the weight of the world, or so it would seem.
Worried about Mom and all that affects her...yet get stressed out enough that I actually collapsed with exhaustion last night into bed.
If only my I could keep my mouth shut and have a corresponding loss of weight.
Worried about Mom and all that affects her...yet get stressed out enough that I actually collapsed with exhaustion last night into bed.
If only my I could keep my mouth shut and have a corresponding loss of weight.
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Caregiver blues
With my brother leaving Saturday for a two week vacation, wouldn't you know my 4-8PM coverage has emergency issues that have come up. It is being covered today and I ended up going to hospice. They haven't gotten back to me yet, but I am hoping for 3, if not 4 hours of nursing aid skills from them. After that, it's any one's guess.
I look at other blogs and think, boy, I'd sure like to write about the lighter stuff in life, not this angst.
Well...maybe, someday.....**sigh**
I look at other blogs and think, boy, I'd sure like to write about the lighter stuff in life, not this angst.
Well...maybe, someday.....**sigh**
Scary Ride
I had gotten a phone call on Monday mid-day that my Mom's left hand and corresponding fingers were swollen. We didn't know why: was it part and parcel of the stroke t hat she had the prior week or something new. I called the hospice and they sent her normal nurse over to check her out. No determination was made of the cause, and she ended up sleeping with the left hand on a pillow, raised. This is part of the decline that just keeps your heart in your throat, as you don't know what happens next.
I am so shot from worry and this Saturday begins my 2 week stint of Mom at night, so my brother can go on vacation.Hope I can get some sleep prior to this, or else the 10 pounds of coffee underneath each eye will easily go to 20 pounds.
I am so shot from worry and this Saturday begins my 2 week stint of Mom at night, so my brother can go on vacation.Hope I can get some sleep prior to this, or else the 10 pounds of coffee underneath each eye will easily go to 20 pounds.
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Tired
So much of care giving, I don't care WHO you are doing it for,i.e., related or not, is tiring.Both physically and mentally, the fatigue is so overwhelming.
Now that my Mom has had her stroke, now I feel as there is a new dimension to the equation-that is, waiting for her to die.It's a terrible way to feel but you see her laying on the bed and you can only wonder when you see how terrible her coloring is. I am away from her right now,and this morning, while at Mass, I went over potential funeral music. Yet before you think I might be totally ghoulish,this is something that crosses my mind every once in a while during the past almost 4 years since she fell into dementia.
When one eventually gets past this point, I wonder how it will feel to return to life without waiting for life's perpetual moments.
Now that my Mom has had her stroke, now I feel as there is a new dimension to the equation-that is, waiting for her to die.It's a terrible way to feel but you see her laying on the bed and you can only wonder when you see how terrible her coloring is. I am away from her right now,and this morning, while at Mass, I went over potential funeral music. Yet before you think I might be totally ghoulish,this is something that crosses my mind every once in a while during the past almost 4 years since she fell into dementia.
When one eventually gets past this point, I wonder how it will feel to return to life without waiting for life's perpetual moments.
Friday, July 29, 2011
Mom
...had a stroke this past Wednesday. She is home and there was really no reason to take her to the hospital as she is a hospice patient. Three and one half years of Mom as a dementia patient, and now this. It definitely feels as though we are moving toward the end. I know what is coming and mentally have braced myself for it but know it is going to hurt. I know she is long gone from being my Mom, but still, the fact that she is working her way to heaven has my heart with an ache that I know will never leave. I know, since I still feel the ache of 13 years ago when my Dad passed away.
No one said life would be easy. **sigh**
No one said life would be easy. **sigh**
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Stroke
My Mom suffered a stroke yesterday mid-day.
Never mind the fact that she has been bed-ridden for almost four years with dementia.
Now she has a droop to the left side of her face and is, if possible, less sharp than what she was.And she is scared-I know that I would be!
I pray for her every day, as she did for me,when I had my cancers. And she did, I know,the same for me every day.
It's the circle of life....
Never mind the fact that she has been bed-ridden for almost four years with dementia.
Now she has a droop to the left side of her face and is, if possible, less sharp than what she was.And she is scared-I know that I would be!
I pray for her every day, as she did for me,when I had my cancers. And she did, I know,the same for me every day.
It's the circle of life....
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Tired of Drama
Went to Mass this weekend, where we had an excellent priest, whose sermon was quite brief. The gist of the message was to "be grateful". I wish some people I know would have been there, because , I swear, they aren't happy in this life unless they are creating, or in the midst of drama. I have enough balls in the air and really don't need drama to add to the stress.
I am grateful the music I am listening to right now is the Bee Gees from Saturday Night Fever.I am grateful people are leaving me alone so far. Is there some way we can work a desk into a drama-free zone? I can only hope...
I am grateful the music I am listening to right now is the Bee Gees from Saturday Night Fever.I am grateful people are leaving me alone so far. Is there some way we can work a desk into a drama-free zone? I can only hope...
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
What to feel the first time the next generation gets laid off....
My nephew just got a one week notice that he was laid off from a part time position.
I remember it well, my first lay off. It was a grocery chain, and being, I felt,the first person in the family to be humiliated by the experience, I went to the refrigerator and got a can of Miller light out and moodily drank it.
In this economy, my nephew was indeed lucky to have the position as long as he did. The question is;how do you encourage him that there are more out there with the situation looking so desperate? Hopefully, we'll have a few folks in our corner rooting for him...
I remember it well, my first lay off. It was a grocery chain, and being, I felt,the first person in the family to be humiliated by the experience, I went to the refrigerator and got a can of Miller light out and moodily drank it.
In this economy, my nephew was indeed lucky to have the position as long as he did. The question is;how do you encourage him that there are more out there with the situation looking so desperate? Hopefully, we'll have a few folks in our corner rooting for him...
Monday, July 25, 2011
Post Vacation
My husband tried to tell me that we go down the shore every weekend, which is not always true.
It was so nice to have the extra day to ease into a state of tranquility and appreciate the fact that I didn't have to rush through the weekend.
**sigh**
It's all good.
It was so nice to have the extra day to ease into a state of tranquility and appreciate the fact that I didn't have to rush through the weekend.
**sigh**
It's all good.
Friday, July 22, 2011
Yearly vacation
Last year we managed a three day weekend.
This year it is this weekend.
Oh,the joy of not sitting in bumper to bumper traffic.
Oh,the joy of sleeping in and then waking up,turning the pillow on the cool side.
It's great to catch a break once in a while.......
This year it is this weekend.
Oh,the joy of not sitting in bumper to bumper traffic.
Oh,the joy of sleeping in and then waking up,turning the pillow on the cool side.
It's great to catch a break once in a while.......
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
The man behind the curtain
Funny how in some government agencies, there always is a supervisor who thinks he runs the entire show. A guy who knows the whole wheel will stop if he is not in. He can not get along with employees and yet, they develop an entire section to justify his position. When he sends an email, this pompous blow hard puts the c in condescending.You know how, in the"Wizard of Oz", the Wizard says, " I am Oz, the great and powerful".
Must be nice to think you are all that, when, in fact, we, your co-workers, know you are NOT!
Must be nice to think you are all that, when, in fact, we, your co-workers, know you are NOT!
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