I don't know if I've ever wanted the Christmas season to be over as much as I have this year. A big part of it I think is that this is the first year I've worked in retail during this time. It bites... I had to open Saturday morning and from 7am until about 9:45 it was as dead as dead could be. There were maybe a dozen or so people that came through the checkouts. Anyway, one minute there were maybe 2 people in line at other registers and before I knew it all four of the self-checkouts (where I usually work) were being used and there were about 3 people waiting in line. Plus, there were 3-4 people at the other three registers that were open (one of which was being run by a non-cashier person). I swear, I didn't get to stand still for more than 2 seconds from then until I left at 12:15. Glad that's over anyway...I'm off now until the day after Christmas.
On the upside, I already know what D is getting me for Christmas. We picked her out last Friday and get to take her home today. :-) Curious yet?
After that hectic few hours of work Sat. morning, D picked me up and asked if I could hold off on lunch for a bit. I asked him what was up, but he wouldn't tell me. We ended up at an animal shelter in downtown Knoxville. He knows how much I love animals and I thought we were just gonna look around. We went in and the lady at the counter asked what she could help us with. D pipes up and says, "We're looking to adopt a kitten." Say what?! I just looked at him open-mouthed.
I'd had my heart set on getting a boy kitten, but the only one there was a 9wk old girl kitten. D and I sat in a private room with her for about a half-hour after which we decided she was the one. :-) Adoption fees included her shots and getting spayed so that's why we couldn't bring her home that day. But....*drumroll*....we're picking her up today at 4pm. Yay!
D and I have been toying around with names (which is really hard when you've only spent 45 min. with the furball...hey that's a good name), but I think I've kinda settled on Lucy......or Jasmine.
If I ever get all the pictures downloaded off my camera, I'll try to put a picture up of her.
In other news, one of D's brothers has come back into town for dinner this evening and then I think we're doing presents in the morning.
Think that's about it....is it 4 o'clock yet? :-p
Monday, December 24, 2007
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Well apparently some people think that when I don't blog for two months I might've met with a tragically horrific and very untimely death. Obviously not the case people. *grins*
My time has been pretty occupied as of late. I'm getting about 20 hours a week now at work and doing a little bit of training/helping new cashiers here and there. But y'know what I don't get? Okay so they had to cut all the part-time people down to practically nothing for a few weeks because they over-hired and couldn't cover it in the budget. Now that we're getting busier again and starting to get our hours back...they hire even MORE people. That's crap to me right there.
Anyway, D and I are still in process of remodeling the downstairs. We've had a couple setbacks recently so it got put on hold. But...we've gotten the bathroom completely painted and all that's left in there is to drill a hole in the bottom of the vanity cabinet to fit over the piping and voila...finished! Well, almost but not quite. We still need to do almost everything in the main room, but we've gotten all the crap out of there and gotten our dining table and oven in. I'm sooooo looking forward to being able to cook and...*gasp*...bake again.
Well, that's about it. As little as is going on, it still doesn't seem like I have enough time in the day.
Oh, and Christmas is only 12 days away.........but that's another post that I may or may not make in the next two months. :-p
My time has been pretty occupied as of late. I'm getting about 20 hours a week now at work and doing a little bit of training/helping new cashiers here and there. But y'know what I don't get? Okay so they had to cut all the part-time people down to practically nothing for a few weeks because they over-hired and couldn't cover it in the budget. Now that we're getting busier again and starting to get our hours back...they hire even MORE people. That's crap to me right there.
Anyway, D and I are still in process of remodeling the downstairs. We've had a couple setbacks recently so it got put on hold. But...we've gotten the bathroom completely painted and all that's left in there is to drill a hole in the bottom of the vanity cabinet to fit over the piping and voila...finished! Well, almost but not quite. We still need to do almost everything in the main room, but we've gotten all the crap out of there and gotten our dining table and oven in. I'm sooooo looking forward to being able to cook and...*gasp*...bake again.
Well, that's about it. As little as is going on, it still doesn't seem like I have enough time in the day.
Oh, and Christmas is only 12 days away.........but that's another post that I may or may not make in the next two months. :-p
Monday, October 22, 2007
Various things
In work related news, I'm having to make the decision as to whether to increase my hours at Lowe's to full-time, find another part-time job while still working at Lowe's, or find a job I like better and try and get on full-time there. Problem is, due to budget constraints at Lowe's (why they've cut my hours enough to force me into this decision making process in the first place) even if I asked to be made full-time it probably wouldn't go into effect for at least a couple more weeks. And, I'm not sure what else I'd want to do. There's a daycare near here that's hiring full-time people, but I haven't figured out if I wanna go that route or not.
Other than that, there's not much going on. One of D's brothers, his wife (Lisa), and their kids have moved out here to "the old homestead". There's a few acres of land here where D's parents and Poppy's (D's dad) sister-in-law live. D and I are in the guest building behind the parent's house and and then a few months ago, while they remodel or sell their house, the brother's family moved into the house that Poppy's parents lived in . I thought I'd have a harder time of it since I haven't really spent much time around them and there's been some tension between me and Lisa (long story). But it's been pretty cool. D, Lisa, and I have hung out here and at their place quite a bit and the other night Lisa, the kids, and I went to Walmart to do some shopping. That stressed me a little cuz the youngest is a complete chatterbox, but it was still cool. It was quite interesting having both her and the teenager asking my advice on jewelry and nail polish. It's funny because that is sooooo not me, but they seemed to accept it. I felt oddly Aunt-ish. *grins*
Anyway, I think D and I are headed out to do some work stuffs so I better keep this short. That's really all that's going on anyway. :-)
Other than that, there's not much going on. One of D's brothers, his wife (Lisa), and their kids have moved out here to "the old homestead". There's a few acres of land here where D's parents and Poppy's (D's dad) sister-in-law live. D and I are in the guest building behind the parent's house and and then a few months ago, while they remodel or sell their house, the brother's family moved into the house that Poppy's parents lived in . I thought I'd have a harder time of it since I haven't really spent much time around them and there's been some tension between me and Lisa (long story). But it's been pretty cool. D, Lisa, and I have hung out here and at their place quite a bit and the other night Lisa, the kids, and I went to Walmart to do some shopping. That stressed me a little cuz the youngest is a complete chatterbox, but it was still cool. It was quite interesting having both her and the teenager asking my advice on jewelry and nail polish. It's funny because that is sooooo not me, but they seemed to accept it. I felt oddly Aunt-ish. *grins*
Anyway, I think D and I are headed out to do some work stuffs so I better keep this short. That's really all that's going on anyway. :-)
Monday, October 08, 2007
Camping Trip!!
D and I got back yesterday from our first couples camping trip. It was an experience to say the least. Our friends Pat and Becca were there, then Pat's sister-in-law and her son, and Becca's sister and her husband came. D and I got there a little after 6pm on Friday and the rest of 'em showed up around 9 or so.
Pat and Becca brought their two dogs and Becca's sister brought hers so our puppy had to deal with that. She wasn't thrilled, but things went better than expected. She only snapped at one of them when he got too close to me wanting some attention. Our puppy is VERY possessive of her people...and she seemed to think everyone there was "her people."
We all mainly just hung out around the fire, but we did go on a hike Saturday afternoon. After the hike D and I stayed at camp while everyone else went to the nearby lake to go swimming. Just before they left, as I was sitting at the fire, I felt this weird sting/burn on my arm. I thought that some embers from my cigarette had fallen and burned my arm when I layed it down on my lap although there wasn't any mark on my arm. Within a few seconds it started itching really bad and a bump the size of a nail head popped up on my arm. It could still have been a burn but it was hard and still itched. I showed it to D and a couple others and they figured it was something called a Sweat Bee (never heard of it). They don't usually bite until you try to pick them off or squash 'em. It was gone within about 20 minutes, but it was really weird.
Anyway, it was a pretty uneventful weekend overall, but it was fun. Both of us are definitely looking forward to it happening again soon. In fact, I think we're gonna try and talk Pat and Becca into one more fall camping trip before Becca has her baby.
So, that's what I did this weekend...(and why I didn't reply to your email until now, dad). :-)
Pat and Becca brought their two dogs and Becca's sister brought hers so our puppy had to deal with that. She wasn't thrilled, but things went better than expected. She only snapped at one of them when he got too close to me wanting some attention. Our puppy is VERY possessive of her people...and she seemed to think everyone there was "her people."
We all mainly just hung out around the fire, but we did go on a hike Saturday afternoon. After the hike D and I stayed at camp while everyone else went to the nearby lake to go swimming. Just before they left, as I was sitting at the fire, I felt this weird sting/burn on my arm. I thought that some embers from my cigarette had fallen and burned my arm when I layed it down on my lap although there wasn't any mark on my arm. Within a few seconds it started itching really bad and a bump the size of a nail head popped up on my arm. It could still have been a burn but it was hard and still itched. I showed it to D and a couple others and they figured it was something called a Sweat Bee (never heard of it). They don't usually bite until you try to pick them off or squash 'em. It was gone within about 20 minutes, but it was really weird.
Anyway, it was a pretty uneventful weekend overall, but it was fun. Both of us are definitely looking forward to it happening again soon. In fact, I think we're gonna try and talk Pat and Becca into one more fall camping trip before Becca has her baby.
So, that's what I did this weekend...(and why I didn't reply to your email until now, dad). :-)
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Home project
D and I got the go-ahead yesterday from Poppy (D's dad) to renovate the downstairs portion of the guest building we're living in. :-D
It's gonna involve totally re-doing the ceiling, tiling the floor, painting the walls, fixing a leak from the shower upstairs, putting in a new sink/vanity in the bathroom, and insulating a portion of the wall. The ceiling mainly needs to be done because the last couple times it was drywalled and there was flooding from the shower and pipes upstairs that completely collapsed the ceiling. So, we're gonna do things differently and put a drop ceiling in.
The walls are just drywall and spackle right now so we'll be sanding spots and painting it. I'm thinking blue-ish gray with dark blue sponged/smudged over it. I'll have to repaint it white when D and I move, but no big.
D's got a friend who has a business renovating houses so he's gonna try and get him over here to give us an idea of how much work we have ahead of us.
But, we did get a new vanity/ sink combo yesterday at Lowe's for $80. It was normally about $250 so even without being able to use my discount it's a good deal. It was kinda funny how that happened. We'd gone in there and I asked one of the guys why it had been put on clearance. It's the Lowe's I work at so I'm friends with the guy. It was originally marked down to like $190 or something. M, the guy I work with, said that it was probably discontinued so they were just trying to get rid of it. He took a look at it and said, "Well, let me make this a little cheaper." He whipped out his Sharpie and said, "There, how's that?" He'd marked it down to the $80. How cool is that? :-)
Anyway, so that's the skinny. Today, involving the downstairs, has been mostly measuring stuff and playing around with the placement on AutoCAD. I'm liking the set-up and we'll even have space to set up our Christmas tree. :-)
Oh, we also priced tile and we figure we can get the whole space tiled for about $250 and my employee discount will pretty much take care of the sales tax on all that.
I'm so excited! *squeals with glee* hehe
It's gonna involve totally re-doing the ceiling, tiling the floor, painting the walls, fixing a leak from the shower upstairs, putting in a new sink/vanity in the bathroom, and insulating a portion of the wall. The ceiling mainly needs to be done because the last couple times it was drywalled and there was flooding from the shower and pipes upstairs that completely collapsed the ceiling. So, we're gonna do things differently and put a drop ceiling in.
The walls are just drywall and spackle right now so we'll be sanding spots and painting it. I'm thinking blue-ish gray with dark blue sponged/smudged over it. I'll have to repaint it white when D and I move, but no big.
D's got a friend who has a business renovating houses so he's gonna try and get him over here to give us an idea of how much work we have ahead of us.
But, we did get a new vanity/ sink combo yesterday at Lowe's for $80. It was normally about $250 so even without being able to use my discount it's a good deal. It was kinda funny how that happened. We'd gone in there and I asked one of the guys why it had been put on clearance. It's the Lowe's I work at so I'm friends with the guy. It was originally marked down to like $190 or something. M, the guy I work with, said that it was probably discontinued so they were just trying to get rid of it. He took a look at it and said, "Well, let me make this a little cheaper." He whipped out his Sharpie and said, "There, how's that?" He'd marked it down to the $80. How cool is that? :-)
Anyway, so that's the skinny. Today, involving the downstairs, has been mostly measuring stuff and playing around with the placement on AutoCAD. I'm liking the set-up and we'll even have space to set up our Christmas tree. :-)
Oh, we also priced tile and we figure we can get the whole space tiled for about $250 and my employee discount will pretty much take care of the sales tax on all that.
I'm so excited! *squeals with glee* hehe
Friday, September 14, 2007
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Trivia
Can anyone guess what this is from?
Yo, the name is Batty
The logic is erratic
Potato in a jacket
Toys in the attic
I rock and I ramble
My brain is scrambled
Rap like an animal but I'm a mammal
I been brain-fried, electrified, infected and injectified
Vivosectified and fed pesticides
My face is all cut up
Cos my radar's all shut up
Nurse I need a check-up from the neck up, I'm Batty
D and I got back from vacation a little before 11am yesterday. That's how these people screw you...check-in isn't until 3pm and check-out is at 10am.
Anyway, the trip was awesome. We got there exactly at 3 and were in the hottub within about 5 minutes after unpacking our food stuffs. We hadn't even taken the suitcase into the bedroom (we didn't even decide which room we wanted to sleep in until actual bed time).
We just kinda putzed around the first day...in and out of the hottub, finished watching the movie Black Snake Moan (very cool movie btw), and I relaxed in the jacuzzi while he watched some tv. And my oh my was that bed ever comfortable. I've realized that the bed we have now, while cushy and comfy, is a little too cushy for my back. I had hardly any pain in my back when I'd wake up in the morning while we were there.
So, on Sunday, our friends Pat and Becca came up. They're so incredibly cool. Becca is hilarious and had me in stitches most of the time. I almost spewed the beer I was drinking when she said something off the wall, which I can't even remember now. *shrugs* I also had my first experience with moonshine. Becca had gotten some from a guy she used to work with so we all (with the exception of Becca, since she's preggo and all) partook of that wicked brew. I'd had a shot of vodka and got a nice little buzz off of it, but that moonshine knocked me on my butt.
They were debating on staying the night, but Pat had to be up for work in the morning so they decided to go back.
On a side note...my stomach didn't hurt the whole weekend. It felt a little funny Monday morning, but went away fairly soon. Unfortunately, the pain is somewhat back. It hurt off and on Monday and today so I'm pretty sure most of what's going on is stress related. I mean, if I had ulcers it wouldn't really matter whether I was stressed out or not at any particular time...it'd just hurt, right? And, if it was gall stone related, it'd be the same, correct?
But, anyways, after we got back yesterday we stopped over at Pat and Becca's so I could borrow the latest and last :-( Harry Potter book. D has to be out most of the afternoon and I can't go so I'm gonna see how much I can knock out while he's gone.
In other news, did you hear that Owen Wilson apparently attempted suicide yesterday?
Anyway, the trip was awesome. We got there exactly at 3 and were in the hottub within about 5 minutes after unpacking our food stuffs. We hadn't even taken the suitcase into the bedroom (we didn't even decide which room we wanted to sleep in until actual bed time).
We just kinda putzed around the first day...in and out of the hottub, finished watching the movie Black Snake Moan (very cool movie btw), and I relaxed in the jacuzzi while he watched some tv. And my oh my was that bed ever comfortable. I've realized that the bed we have now, while cushy and comfy, is a little too cushy for my back. I had hardly any pain in my back when I'd wake up in the morning while we were there.
So, on Sunday, our friends Pat and Becca came up. They're so incredibly cool. Becca is hilarious and had me in stitches most of the time. I almost spewed the beer I was drinking when she said something off the wall, which I can't even remember now. *shrugs* I also had my first experience with moonshine. Becca had gotten some from a guy she used to work with so we all (with the exception of Becca, since she's preggo and all) partook of that wicked brew. I'd had a shot of vodka and got a nice little buzz off of it, but that moonshine knocked me on my butt.
They were debating on staying the night, but Pat had to be up for work in the morning so they decided to go back.
On a side note...my stomach didn't hurt the whole weekend. It felt a little funny Monday morning, but went away fairly soon. Unfortunately, the pain is somewhat back. It hurt off and on Monday and today so I'm pretty sure most of what's going on is stress related. I mean, if I had ulcers it wouldn't really matter whether I was stressed out or not at any particular time...it'd just hurt, right? And, if it was gall stone related, it'd be the same, correct?
But, anyways, after we got back yesterday we stopped over at Pat and Becca's so I could borrow the latest and last :-( Harry Potter book. D has to be out most of the afternoon and I can't go so I'm gonna see how much I can knock out while he's gone.
In other news, did you hear that Owen Wilson apparently attempted suicide yesterday?
Friday, August 17, 2007
It's been a while...
For those of you who do read this, sorry I haven't posted in a while. I've been feeling constantly sick (no I'm not pregnant) for the past couple months so I haven't really wanted to interact with anyone but D. Unfortunately, being the faithful employee I am (*snorts*), I still have to go to work and interact with people. It's hard enough being social with strangers and co-workers when one is not very social to begin with, but add to that being in constant pain and discomfort...it's very exhausting.
Sorry for the lack of details about being sick. At this point I'm about as clueless as everyone else as to what's going on in my stomach. The medication I was prescribed hasn't helped. Changing my diet has lessened it all some, but it's still very much a problem. So...yeah.
In other news, D's and my 1 year anniversary is coming up. I moved here August 26th of last year. D told me to see if I could get the Saturday before and the Monday after (I don't ever work on Sunday) off of work so we could rent a cabin for the weekend.
It was really weird how things turned out. The people that rent out the cabins are just brokers for the actual owners of the cabins. Well, the one we reserved had ended up being sold without the broker's knowledge so she had to find a different place for us to stay. The cabin we were gonna get has 2 bedrooms, a livingroom, diningroom, kitchen, 4 person hottub, jacuzzi tub, and a tv/dvd player. We were already getting a deal on that one, but the one we ended up getting bumped up to has all the above with the addition of another bedroom, a second livingroom, and instead of a 4 person hottub it fits 6. I think D said it was like a half million dollar cabin. And we're getting it for $110 a night. :-) How cool is that?
Well, that's about it. I'm going back to the doctor soon. It may end up being before we leave for vacation, but it'll probably be after if nothing crazy bad happens. So maybe I'll have more details then. A couple people have said it sounds like something's wrong with my gallbladder and that's something the doctor was trying to rule out, but we'll just have to wait and see I guess.
Sorry for the lack of details about being sick. At this point I'm about as clueless as everyone else as to what's going on in my stomach. The medication I was prescribed hasn't helped. Changing my diet has lessened it all some, but it's still very much a problem. So...yeah.
In other news, D's and my 1 year anniversary is coming up. I moved here August 26th of last year. D told me to see if I could get the Saturday before and the Monday after (I don't ever work on Sunday) off of work so we could rent a cabin for the weekend.
It was really weird how things turned out. The people that rent out the cabins are just brokers for the actual owners of the cabins. Well, the one we reserved had ended up being sold without the broker's knowledge so she had to find a different place for us to stay. The cabin we were gonna get has 2 bedrooms, a livingroom, diningroom, kitchen, 4 person hottub, jacuzzi tub, and a tv/dvd player. We were already getting a deal on that one, but the one we ended up getting bumped up to has all the above with the addition of another bedroom, a second livingroom, and instead of a 4 person hottub it fits 6. I think D said it was like a half million dollar cabin. And we're getting it for $110 a night. :-) How cool is that?
Well, that's about it. I'm going back to the doctor soon. It may end up being before we leave for vacation, but it'll probably be after if nothing crazy bad happens. So maybe I'll have more details then. A couple people have said it sounds like something's wrong with my gallbladder and that's something the doctor was trying to rule out, but we'll just have to wait and see I guess.
Thursday, July 05, 2007
Never wanna again
Last night I thought I was dying. Seriously.
D and I were playing World of Warcraft when all of a sudden it felt like the room raised 20 degrees. My face flushed and I broke out in a sweat and then my vision got all blurry. I was having trouble breathing and my stomach hurt really bad. I swear, I felt like I was dying.
What happened after I had to rely on D to tell me. I do remember pushing away from the computer desk, but then he said that I leaned back in the chair, my eyes rolled up in my head, and I started gasping for breath. My head went to my chest and he had to physically pry my chin up so he could look at me. He said my name a few times and then yelled it a couple times.
The next thing I remember was hearing him yell my name and my vision started clearing a little, but I still couldn't focus. I was soaked in sweat and was really shaky. D told me not to get up, but instead wheeled me (computer chair and all) over to the bed to lay down. He even had to help me stand up because I was so weak.
I was fine within a couple minutes of laying down with the airconditioner a few feet from me. We decided not to go to the E.R. right then since I was feeling better, but to go to the doctor in the morning.
I was still feeling a bit sick this morning, but went to work anyway. I was only there for about a half hour before I started feeling a little lightheaded again and my stomach was hurting. D showed up at work about an hour later because he wanted to check on me since he was still worried (ain't he sweet?) and we decided to see if I could leave early so we could get to a doctor. Unfortunately, all the walk-in clinics and a couple others were either closed or booked up for the day. We ended up at the E.R. around 10:30.
They did an ECG and put me on a heart monitor, but it was all relatively normal. I talked to the doctor for a bit and he came to the conclusion that I have a mild case of GERD (Gastroesophogeal Reflux Disease) which is being caused by an overproduction of stomach acid. The stomach pain in turn made my blood pressure drop, which caused me to pass out. This explains the fact that I've had mild stomach pain and nausea almost every day for the past couple months.
He gave me a prescription for Zantac so hopefully this'll clear up soon and I'll be back to normal. Well...as normal as I am anyway. *winks*
Never, EVER do I want what happened last night to happen again. It's so not fun.
D and I were playing World of Warcraft when all of a sudden it felt like the room raised 20 degrees. My face flushed and I broke out in a sweat and then my vision got all blurry. I was having trouble breathing and my stomach hurt really bad. I swear, I felt like I was dying.
What happened after I had to rely on D to tell me. I do remember pushing away from the computer desk, but then he said that I leaned back in the chair, my eyes rolled up in my head, and I started gasping for breath. My head went to my chest and he had to physically pry my chin up so he could look at me. He said my name a few times and then yelled it a couple times.
The next thing I remember was hearing him yell my name and my vision started clearing a little, but I still couldn't focus. I was soaked in sweat and was really shaky. D told me not to get up, but instead wheeled me (computer chair and all) over to the bed to lay down. He even had to help me stand up because I was so weak.
I was fine within a couple minutes of laying down with the airconditioner a few feet from me. We decided not to go to the E.R. right then since I was feeling better, but to go to the doctor in the morning.
I was still feeling a bit sick this morning, but went to work anyway. I was only there for about a half hour before I started feeling a little lightheaded again and my stomach was hurting. D showed up at work about an hour later because he wanted to check on me since he was still worried (ain't he sweet?) and we decided to see if I could leave early so we could get to a doctor. Unfortunately, all the walk-in clinics and a couple others were either closed or booked up for the day. We ended up at the E.R. around 10:30.
They did an ECG and put me on a heart monitor, but it was all relatively normal. I talked to the doctor for a bit and he came to the conclusion that I have a mild case of GERD (Gastroesophogeal Reflux Disease) which is being caused by an overproduction of stomach acid. The stomach pain in turn made my blood pressure drop, which caused me to pass out. This explains the fact that I've had mild stomach pain and nausea almost every day for the past couple months.
He gave me a prescription for Zantac so hopefully this'll clear up soon and I'll be back to normal. Well...as normal as I am anyway. *winks*
Never, EVER do I want what happened last night to happen again. It's so not fun.
Wednesday, June 06, 2007
Pains
Oy, does my shoulder ever hurt. I realized it this morning when I merely picked up my coffee cup and felt an ache in the muscle where my shoulder joins my torso. I told D and he said something along the lines of, "Yup, it's from the shotgun yesterday." I asked if he felt anything, but he didn't since he only shot twice and I shot 7 times. I emptied it of the six cheap shells we got and he only did one of those and another of the 8 shot.
In addition to the six I did I also shot one of the 12 shot shells which is somewhat more powerful than the 8.
So, sufficed to say...my shoulder aches today and I still have little spots where the blood vessels were broken. But I had fun and it's well worth the little bit of pain. :-)
Unfortunately, I think that, along with all the riding in the car yesterday torqued my back a little bit. I've been going to a chiropractor for the last month and have been having better and worse days the last week, but was in so much pain this morning that I could barely function other than to put Biofreeze (similar to Icy Hot) on my back and cry for the first hour or so that I was awake. But, I'm feeling much better now.\
WARNING: Sappy love stuff a' comin'
I can't believe some days how lucky I am that D and I found each other. I got a lot of grief from some people before I moved, but in thinking about it...I mean, how can it be coincidence? Out of the millions of people on the internet, D and I found each other. We click so well. His patience with me is overwhelming at times to where I've even asked him how he puts up with me. His answer to that is always, "I don't put up with you...I love you."
He's just such a fantastic man and I can't believe how lucky I've been. I never thought in a million years that I'd be this happy. He's the best thing that could ever have happened to me.
I used to be so buried in my own self issues that I couldn't see anything good in my life...or if I could it was so outweighed by the bad (or perceived bad). But now...I'm the happiest I've ever been.
The only thing that would make my life absolutely perfect is if I could see my family on a regular basis.
In addition to the six I did I also shot one of the 12 shot shells which is somewhat more powerful than the 8.
I just wish we could shoot more often. The only other time we've done it was back within a couple months of when I moved here. That was all kinds of fun. M...one of D's brothers asked if I really had never shot a gun before because I did really well. He gave his son J, D, and me nicknames of famous gun slingers. :-) It was cool.
Anyway, I think, whenever I'm able to get a carry permit, I'll want to get a regular pistol like D's and also a .357 revolver like the one M has. I really liked it.
So, sufficed to say...my shoulder aches today and I still have little spots where the blood vessels were broken. But I had fun and it's well worth the little bit of pain. :-)
Unfortunately, I think that, along with all the riding in the car yesterday torqued my back a little bit. I've been going to a chiropractor for the last month and have been having better and worse days the last week, but was in so much pain this morning that I could barely function other than to put Biofreeze (similar to Icy Hot) on my back and cry for the first hour or so that I was awake. But, I'm feeling much better now.\
WARNING: Sappy love stuff a' comin'
I can't believe some days how lucky I am that D and I found each other. I got a lot of grief from some people before I moved, but in thinking about it...I mean, how can it be coincidence? Out of the millions of people on the internet, D and I found each other. We click so well. His patience with me is overwhelming at times to where I've even asked him how he puts up with me. His answer to that is always, "I don't put up with you...I love you."
He's just such a fantastic man and I can't believe how lucky I've been. I never thought in a million years that I'd be this happy. He's the best thing that could ever have happened to me.
I used to be so buried in my own self issues that I couldn't see anything good in my life...or if I could it was so outweighed by the bad (or perceived bad). But now...I'm the happiest I've ever been.
The only thing that would make my life absolutely perfect is if I could see my family on a regular basis.
Tuesday, June 05, 2007
Guns 'n' stuff
D and I just got done shooting his 12 guage police tactical shotgun at some pizza boxes. Boy does that thing pack a punch. We were planning on doing it Memorial Day and bought some cheapo shells for it, but didn't get around to actually shooting it.
So anyway, I shot three of the cheap shells (mostly used for squirrel and rabbit shooting) and by the end I could tell my left ear was starting to go a bit numb. I had popped quite a few little holes in the box, but when he shot one he totally demolished it...one shot...center mass.
After that I shot one of the 00 Buck Shot that we normally keep in the gun. It was quite a bit more powerful and I ripped a fairly good size hole in the top of the box I was shooting at. Heh, after I shot, I felt a little numb spot on my shoulder where the butt of the gun had been. I looked at it a little later and there were a few tiny blood vessels that had been burst just under the skin.
Anyway, D shot one of those, too and, again, straight center of the box. It was wild to see the little tiny holes in the front of the box and the finger-sized rips where the shot came out the back.
But, cool thing is, I feel a lot more comfortably with my ability to handle the shotgun now. :-)
So anyway, I shot three of the cheap shells (mostly used for squirrel and rabbit shooting) and by the end I could tell my left ear was starting to go a bit numb. I had popped quite a few little holes in the box, but when he shot one he totally demolished it...one shot...center mass.
After that I shot one of the 00 Buck Shot that we normally keep in the gun. It was quite a bit more powerful and I ripped a fairly good size hole in the top of the box I was shooting at. Heh, after I shot, I felt a little numb spot on my shoulder where the butt of the gun had been. I looked at it a little later and there were a few tiny blood vessels that had been burst just under the skin.
Anyway, D shot one of those, too and, again, straight center of the box. It was wild to see the little tiny holes in the front of the box and the finger-sized rips where the shot came out the back.
But, cool thing is, I feel a lot more comfortably with my ability to handle the shotgun now. :-)
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
Unquestioningly updated
Things are going relatively well here. Derin (correct spelling) is doing well and trying to help me deal with the heat as well as possible. It's been in the mid to upper 80s for the past week+ and I'm realizing more and more that redheads and heat don't mix very well. I've definitely gotten more tan in the past couple months than I think I have at any point in my entire life...even when I was 8 years old and outside for hours and hours at a time. So far haven't gotten sunburned *knock on wood* and it's strange, but, when we're in the car and the sun is shining through the window onto my bare arm, I can actually feel a difference in how hot it is compared to the same situation driving in MN. I definitely see a close bond forming between myself and a bottle of sunscreen this summer.
Work is going well for him. I've been helping him lay out a humongous house. I mean, this place is gonna be so big that it'll have an elevator in it. How eccentric is that? We have one more trip out there and then we're done, but the last trip will be the hardest. Putting over 100 nails into hardened concrete where you can't be off your mark more than a hundreth of an inch of so will make that probably a 3+ hour job.
Our puppy is as sweet and perfect as ever. She likes to snap at the wood bees that fly around her, but yesterday it was some other kind of bee that was hangin' around. D said it was probably a queen wasp or something cuz that thing was huge. What was cool though was that, when the puppy saw it, she knew it wasn't some harmless wood bee and she hopped up, dove into the room through the open door and proceded to stand guard between us and the offending bee. :-) How sweet is that?
Work at Lowe's is going alright. Not too, too many crazy busy days, but I'm sure that'll change once it's consistantly warm and non-rainy. I still get ever so irritated at the people that come in 5 min. before closing and then shop for a half hour, but hey, what can I do? I'm still not officially past my 90 day evaluation period, but they've pretty much just started scheduling me as running the self-checkout when I work so I take that as good news that I have an "assigned post" as opposed to just being used to give people breaks and fill in where they need someone. Plus, I work with a lot of really cool people. The environment is really cool because pretty much everyone is friendly with everyone else or at least says good morning and asks how things are going (there are always a couple people that seem in a constant bad mood, but you find those everywhere).
In other news, so far no baby squirrels have found their way into my care...but I'd bet I've seen as many possums as I have squirrels. In fact, I think I mentioned about the possum we thought the puppy had gotten...well, it was gone when we got up the next day but we woke up a few mornings later and found a dead one in the yard. D thinks one of the dogs in the neighborhood was leaving a present for the puppy. D got rid of it and then about a week ago we found a dead baby possum on the deck steps. I don't know which is worse, seeing a dead possum or seeing a live one skulking along the side of the road at night.......they are ugly, creepy little vermin.
Um...what else...Mother's Day was a subdued affair here. Since there are three moms in the family we all ('cept one of the moms and I'm not sure where she was) went out to Cici's Pizza for lunch. Before we went, D and I made a quick trip to Lowe's and got a huge hanging fern for his mom to hang on the car port. She'd had two up, but then we had a frost where it got around the 20s and 30s for a week and a half so they ended up dying. So, we got her a new one. :-) I think she liked it.
Well, that's about it I think. Time for coffee.
Work is going well for him. I've been helping him lay out a humongous house. I mean, this place is gonna be so big that it'll have an elevator in it. How eccentric is that? We have one more trip out there and then we're done, but the last trip will be the hardest. Putting over 100 nails into hardened concrete where you can't be off your mark more than a hundreth of an inch of so will make that probably a 3+ hour job.
Our puppy is as sweet and perfect as ever. She likes to snap at the wood bees that fly around her, but yesterday it was some other kind of bee that was hangin' around. D said it was probably a queen wasp or something cuz that thing was huge. What was cool though was that, when the puppy saw it, she knew it wasn't some harmless wood bee and she hopped up, dove into the room through the open door and proceded to stand guard between us and the offending bee. :-) How sweet is that?
Work at Lowe's is going alright. Not too, too many crazy busy days, but I'm sure that'll change once it's consistantly warm and non-rainy. I still get ever so irritated at the people that come in 5 min. before closing and then shop for a half hour, but hey, what can I do? I'm still not officially past my 90 day evaluation period, but they've pretty much just started scheduling me as running the self-checkout when I work so I take that as good news that I have an "assigned post" as opposed to just being used to give people breaks and fill in where they need someone. Plus, I work with a lot of really cool people. The environment is really cool because pretty much everyone is friendly with everyone else or at least says good morning and asks how things are going (there are always a couple people that seem in a constant bad mood, but you find those everywhere).
In other news, so far no baby squirrels have found their way into my care...but I'd bet I've seen as many possums as I have squirrels. In fact, I think I mentioned about the possum we thought the puppy had gotten...well, it was gone when we got up the next day but we woke up a few mornings later and found a dead one in the yard. D thinks one of the dogs in the neighborhood was leaving a present for the puppy. D got rid of it and then about a week ago we found a dead baby possum on the deck steps. I don't know which is worse, seeing a dead possum or seeing a live one skulking along the side of the road at night.......they are ugly, creepy little vermin.
Um...what else...Mother's Day was a subdued affair here. Since there are three moms in the family we all ('cept one of the moms and I'm not sure where she was) went out to Cici's Pizza for lunch. Before we went, D and I made a quick trip to Lowe's and got a huge hanging fern for his mom to hang on the car port. She'd had two up, but then we had a frost where it got around the 20s and 30s for a week and a half so they ended up dying. So, we got her a new one. :-) I think she liked it.
Well, that's about it I think. Time for coffee.
Friday, May 04, 2007
*insert subject line here*
Sorry, too tired to think of a witty subject for the post.
Anyway, things are pretty much same old, same old here. Still working and having to get up at 5am some mornings. It's not too bad. I work mostly evening (4pm-9:30pm or so) shifts, but it sucks just a bit when I work the evening shift one night and have to work the morning shift (7am-noon getting up at 5am) the next day... like today. But still, I can't complain since I have money coming in every two weeks.
D's still doin' what he's doin'. I helped him lay out stakes for grading last week on this huge house he's working on. We ended up having to move the house about 10 feet or so earlier this week, but it wasn't as bad as first laying it out. Although, the final stage of putting nails in the concrete for the masons to lay block down will involve over 100 point (nails in the concrete). I'm not looking forward to that. It'll probably take us at least 3 hours stretched over two days if the batteries on his equipment don't hold out.
Let's see, what else? Um... D's started teaching me some martial arts. We've done a little bit here and there since I moved down here, but more just situational type stuff and what I could do to fight someone off...but yesterday we actually started in on the first part of the first Kata in the form of Ishinryu. D and his cousin studied for years under some of the best instructors (one of whom actually trained with the creator of Ishinryu)... and now I get to learn. :-)
We're planning on spending an hour a day practicing, though how practical that'll turn out to be remains to be seen. Still, I'm looking forward to it and once we get into it more, it'll be a tremendous workout.
Oh, I think my mom is talking about visiting in early July. *cheers* That'll be cool. She's not expecting me to take time off work for all the days she's here so I have to figure out which days will be good to take off and which shifts I should try and request for the day(s) I might end up working. I also gotta find some stuff for her and my brother to do while I'm at work. It shouldn't be too hard since we're not terribly far away from Pigeon Forge (Dollywood and tons of tourist spots), but I still gotta figure out where she'd like to go and get directions for her and all that, plus possibly looking at places for them to stay that are relatively close to the house here since we're kinda out in the boonies now. But it'll still be really cool to see both of them.
Well, that's it for now. Think I'm gonna go take a Vivarin before I head to work in about 20 min.
Anyway, things are pretty much same old, same old here. Still working and having to get up at 5am some mornings. It's not too bad. I work mostly evening (4pm-9:30pm or so) shifts, but it sucks just a bit when I work the evening shift one night and have to work the morning shift (7am-noon getting up at 5am) the next day... like today. But still, I can't complain since I have money coming in every two weeks.
D's still doin' what he's doin'. I helped him lay out stakes for grading last week on this huge house he's working on. We ended up having to move the house about 10 feet or so earlier this week, but it wasn't as bad as first laying it out. Although, the final stage of putting nails in the concrete for the masons to lay block down will involve over 100 point (nails in the concrete). I'm not looking forward to that. It'll probably take us at least 3 hours stretched over two days if the batteries on his equipment don't hold out.
Let's see, what else? Um... D's started teaching me some martial arts. We've done a little bit here and there since I moved down here, but more just situational type stuff and what I could do to fight someone off...but yesterday we actually started in on the first part of the first Kata in the form of Ishinryu. D and his cousin studied for years under some of the best instructors (one of whom actually trained with the creator of Ishinryu)... and now I get to learn. :-)
We're planning on spending an hour a day practicing, though how practical that'll turn out to be remains to be seen. Still, I'm looking forward to it and once we get into it more, it'll be a tremendous workout.
Oh, I think my mom is talking about visiting in early July. *cheers* That'll be cool. She's not expecting me to take time off work for all the days she's here so I have to figure out which days will be good to take off and which shifts I should try and request for the day(s) I might end up working. I also gotta find some stuff for her and my brother to do while I'm at work. It shouldn't be too hard since we're not terribly far away from Pigeon Forge (Dollywood and tons of tourist spots), but I still gotta figure out where she'd like to go and get directions for her and all that, plus possibly looking at places for them to stay that are relatively close to the house here since we're kinda out in the boonies now. But it'll still be really cool to see both of them.
Well, that's it for now. Think I'm gonna go take a Vivarin before I head to work in about 20 min.
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
of possums and things
Last night, as D and I were about to drift off to sleep, we heard a distinct thump and the whole building shook. Needless to say I let him go check it out and was ready to grab the pistol if need be.
D came back in saying that our puppy had caught and killed a possum. Normally I'd be all for going to look at it, but I was all ready for bed, sleepy tired (since I only got about 2.5 hours of sleep the other night), and we'd seen another one (alive) fairly up close as we drove by it on the road yesterday afternoon.
So...D decided he was gonna get rid of it with a couple plastic bags. The puppy also broke her collar (the thump we heard) and she had been leashed off to the deck (why the whole building shook when she lunged after the thing). She couldn't get to the possum after we rehooked her lead to the deck so, since D remembered the phrase "playing possum" he decided it best to let it alone just in case it wasn't really dead. After all, those things are wicked mean.
It was gone this morning when he went out so it was either taken off by another dog or it wasn't really dead and he was uber smart for not messing with it.
D came back in saying that our puppy had caught and killed a possum. Normally I'd be all for going to look at it, but I was all ready for bed, sleepy tired (since I only got about 2.5 hours of sleep the other night), and we'd seen another one (alive) fairly up close as we drove by it on the road yesterday afternoon.
So...D decided he was gonna get rid of it with a couple plastic bags. The puppy also broke her collar (the thump we heard) and she had been leashed off to the deck (why the whole building shook when she lunged after the thing). She couldn't get to the possum after we rehooked her lead to the deck so, since D remembered the phrase "playing possum" he decided it best to let it alone just in case it wasn't really dead. After all, those things are wicked mean.
It was gone this morning when he went out so it was either taken off by another dog or it wasn't really dead and he was uber smart for not messing with it.
Monday, April 16, 2007
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
hate, hate, hate being sick
As you can see from the subject line, I hate being sick. D started feeling a bit better today. He's still congested and coughing here and there, but I'm pretty sure his fever is gone and he actually plans on going out and doing some field work today. Wish I could say the same for me...
I started getting a bit obsessive yesterday about what my temperature was doing. I figured if I didn't get a fever then I'd be alright to possibly go to work with the aid of cold medicine. So I took my temp around six in the morning and it was 98.8 so not too bad. Checked it a couple hours later and it was 99.4...still not too bad. Then, 'bout mid-afternoon I checked again and it was up to 100.4. Ugh. It stayed there most of the day, but in taking my temp before bed I found out it was 102.1.
With all the weird waking up at 4am we've been doing I ended up falling asleep last night during House M.D. and the two hour episode of The Shield. But of course, when it was over and actually time to go to sleep (around midnight) I couldn't fall asleep. I dozed off and on for a couple hours, but have been wide awake since 2am.
So...needless to say I'll be calling in sick to work today.
I started getting a bit obsessive yesterday about what my temperature was doing. I figured if I didn't get a fever then I'd be alright to possibly go to work with the aid of cold medicine. So I took my temp around six in the morning and it was 98.8 so not too bad. Checked it a couple hours later and it was 99.4...still not too bad. Then, 'bout mid-afternoon I checked again and it was up to 100.4. Ugh. It stayed there most of the day, but in taking my temp before bed I found out it was 102.1.
With all the weird waking up at 4am we've been doing I ended up falling asleep last night during House M.D. and the two hour episode of The Shield. But of course, when it was over and actually time to go to sleep (around midnight) I couldn't fall asleep. I dozed off and on for a couple hours, but have been wide awake since 2am.
So...needless to say I'll be calling in sick to work today.
Tuesday, April 03, 2007
The germs are alive...and they hate us right now
Day before yesterday we got up at around 4:00am and, during the day, D started feeling not so good. At first we thought it was just a sinus/allergy thing due to all the pollen in the air, but he was still miserable. Then, yesterday, we both woke up at about 4:30am for some reason or other and by mid-morning D was running a fever.
He slept most of the day while I played Warcraft and I felt bad that he was sick and I was just fine. I knew I probably wouldn't stay that way, what with the really close quarters we're living in, but I was hopin'.
Starting towards last night, my throat started getting scratchy feeling and I started coughing a bit more. I don't remember what time we fell asleep, but I woke up at 2:30am with full-blown congestion and pain from (it feels like) the back of my nose to the bottom of my throat; jumping into my lungs whenever I have to cough.
Unfortunately, this is my last day off before I go back to work for another week. Hopefully I can really kick this thing today cuz otherwise it'll be a call in sick for me. Now, I can understand that some people don't think a cold is something to call in sick for, but being that it's also somewhat in my lungs and I work really closely with tons of people all day...might not be a good idea exposing them all to my infectiousness.
I'm gonna go hack up a lung now.
He slept most of the day while I played Warcraft and I felt bad that he was sick and I was just fine. I knew I probably wouldn't stay that way, what with the really close quarters we're living in, but I was hopin'.
Starting towards last night, my throat started getting scratchy feeling and I started coughing a bit more. I don't remember what time we fell asleep, but I woke up at 2:30am with full-blown congestion and pain from (it feels like) the back of my nose to the bottom of my throat; jumping into my lungs whenever I have to cough.
Unfortunately, this is my last day off before I go back to work for another week. Hopefully I can really kick this thing today cuz otherwise it'll be a call in sick for me. Now, I can understand that some people don't think a cold is something to call in sick for, but being that it's also somewhat in my lungs and I work really closely with tons of people all day...might not be a good idea exposing them all to my infectiousness.
I'm gonna go hack up a lung now.
Saturday, March 24, 2007
Hot
It's not even April yet and it's already 80 degrees here. And I don't think this is even considered summer. I think the hottest months here are June through August. *sigh*
In other news, Lowe's almost lost them an employee today. I was so very tempted to just walk out. My shift was supposed to be 7am to noon. I went out to Lawn and Garden around 11am to help them out there cuz they were getting really backed up with people and there was only one cashier out there. After the crowd died down, the other person left for lunch (unbeknownst to me) and I was left to handle things. Well, it got busy again about a half hour after she left (so much so that I had about 10 people waiting to check out) so I called the supervisor to get someone else sent out to help. Well, they didn't have anyone to spare since it was busy in there, too. Finally one of the managers came out to help, but even when the other girl came back from lunch, we still had about 15 people each to ring up. This was about 12:30 and it was about that time that I seriously considered just leaving. Not only that, but we didn't have but one person loading things for people and, when I'd try to page for a loader or more assistance at the register, my phone wouldn't connect to the P.A. system.
Someone finally came out to relieve me at about 1:30. Boy was I pissed. Not only was I not scheduled to work that late (although I understand now that they really needed me to stay a little longer), but D had come to pick me up at noon and I didn't get a chance to call him until about 1:00. I told him that he should probably just go back home since I didn't know what time I'd be leaving and he'd already been sitting in the parking lot for an hour. Technically we're not supposed to make personal calls on register phones, particularly when we're working, but I was in a serious "f*** 'em" mindset at that point.
In hindsight I'm still a little irritated, but not quite so mad about it. I mean, it happens all the time at other retail stores I'm sure and they probably didn't expect to be quite that busy or they would've had more people scheduled to work.
But, the good news is that I have three days off until I have to work again...and it's a night shift so technically that's 3 1/2 days.
Much goofing off will be had. :-) Wheeee!!!
In other news, Lowe's almost lost them an employee today. I was so very tempted to just walk out. My shift was supposed to be 7am to noon. I went out to Lawn and Garden around 11am to help them out there cuz they were getting really backed up with people and there was only one cashier out there. After the crowd died down, the other person left for lunch (unbeknownst to me) and I was left to handle things. Well, it got busy again about a half hour after she left (so much so that I had about 10 people waiting to check out) so I called the supervisor to get someone else sent out to help. Well, they didn't have anyone to spare since it was busy in there, too. Finally one of the managers came out to help, but even when the other girl came back from lunch, we still had about 15 people each to ring up. This was about 12:30 and it was about that time that I seriously considered just leaving. Not only that, but we didn't have but one person loading things for people and, when I'd try to page for a loader or more assistance at the register, my phone wouldn't connect to the P.A. system.
Someone finally came out to relieve me at about 1:30. Boy was I pissed. Not only was I not scheduled to work that late (although I understand now that they really needed me to stay a little longer), but D had come to pick me up at noon and I didn't get a chance to call him until about 1:00. I told him that he should probably just go back home since I didn't know what time I'd be leaving and he'd already been sitting in the parking lot for an hour. Technically we're not supposed to make personal calls on register phones, particularly when we're working, but I was in a serious "f*** 'em" mindset at that point.
In hindsight I'm still a little irritated, but not quite so mad about it. I mean, it happens all the time at other retail stores I'm sure and they probably didn't expect to be quite that busy or they would've had more people scheduled to work.
But, the good news is that I have three days off until I have to work again...and it's a night shift so technically that's 3 1/2 days.
Much goofing off will be had. :-) Wheeee!!!
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
getting old
I title this getting old because I can't believe I forgot to post about this big, large, huge event that happened.
So, the dad of one of D's old business partners (the good one) decided to sell his car. It's a '96 (I think) Olds 88. He was selling it for $400 to get rid of it, cuz it's one helluva car. V6 engine, brand new tires that cost more than what he was selling the car for, runs so freakin' smooth...you get the idea. Anyway, I didn't have the money right then to get it so, before I knew he was even gonna do it, D's dad bought the car for me with the understanding that I'd be paying him back for it. And as of now, it's more than half payed back.
Now I need to shop for insurance for my new baby. :-)
And now, a question for the masses... What company do you have your insurance through and are you satisfied with them (rates, how they handle things if you've had an accident, etc)?
So, the dad of one of D's old business partners (the good one) decided to sell his car. It's a '96 (I think) Olds 88. He was selling it for $400 to get rid of it, cuz it's one helluva car. V6 engine, brand new tires that cost more than what he was selling the car for, runs so freakin' smooth...you get the idea. Anyway, I didn't have the money right then to get it so, before I knew he was even gonna do it, D's dad bought the car for me with the understanding that I'd be paying him back for it. And as of now, it's more than half payed back.
Now I need to shop for insurance for my new baby. :-)
And now, a question for the masses... What company do you have your insurance through and are you satisfied with them (rates, how they handle things if you've had an accident, etc)?
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
short post
Today, oddly enough, feels like the first real day off I've had since I started working. Maybe it's because I felt like D and I were trying to cram all our qt into a small amount of time that it was stressing me out and making me feel like my days off were rushed. *shrugs shoulders*
Anyway, even though I have laundry and cleaning to get to today, I don't feel very stressed out...y'know, that gloom and doom of knowing you have to go to work the next day?
I think he's going out in the field sometime today, but I'm thinkin' I'm gonna stay back here this time. I mean, the whole reason my "Miss Susie Homemaker" attempt kinda fell by the way side was a lot due to me going out on projects with him everyday and being just way too tired and wanting to relax instead of tackle the housework.... How do you people do it; who have a full time job plus time to get house stuff done?
On another note, D is being so incredibly sweet to me. For my birthday, did I mention he got me flowers? He got me a dozen carnations (pink, red, and purple) intermingled with baby's breath and some other little flower that I have no idea what it is. And, something I consider just as sweet...last night, after picking me up from work he asked me the most wonderful question.
Wait for it....
Wait for it....
Wait for it........
He said, "Baby, do you feel like you might want a beer?" *grins*
So we got a six-pack on the way home, played Warcraft a little while unwinding and sipping on Mich. Light, then lounging on the bed in front of the tv until exhaustion overtook. Man, oh man...ain't he the greatest? :-)
Anyway, even though I have laundry and cleaning to get to today, I don't feel very stressed out...y'know, that gloom and doom of knowing you have to go to work the next day?
I think he's going out in the field sometime today, but I'm thinkin' I'm gonna stay back here this time. I mean, the whole reason my "Miss Susie Homemaker" attempt kinda fell by the way side was a lot due to me going out on projects with him everyday and being just way too tired and wanting to relax instead of tackle the housework.... How do you people do it; who have a full time job plus time to get house stuff done?
On another note, D is being so incredibly sweet to me. For my birthday, did I mention he got me flowers? He got me a dozen carnations (pink, red, and purple) intermingled with baby's breath and some other little flower that I have no idea what it is. And, something I consider just as sweet...last night, after picking me up from work he asked me the most wonderful question.
Wait for it....
Wait for it....
Wait for it........
He said, "Baby, do you feel like you might want a beer?" *grins*
So we got a six-pack on the way home, played Warcraft a little while unwinding and sipping on Mich. Light, then lounging on the bed in front of the tv until exhaustion overtook. Man, oh man...ain't he the greatest? :-)
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
stuffs
So obviously, maybe not so obviously to others, the zoo ended up not happening. I think weekend before last we ended up working on Saturday and then it rained on Sunday. Then, this past weekend I wasn't feeling too well and we didn't find out until Sunday afternoon that they're only open for a couple hours on Sundays so we went for a walk in the woods instead.
Add to all that me working pretty much during the time the zoo is open and you get postponement after postponement. No big, though.
Hmmm...what else? Nothing really of note I guess. I feel like I'm working all the time now. Since I was feeling puny and not able to work this past weekend, I don't get a day off until this Sunday. But, I'll also get Monday off and then Thursday, too. So I guess it all evens out in the end.
My 23rd birthday is in three days. :-) Yay for me. I think my mom is sending me a present since she called and emailed me last night about getting my new address again so she could send me a couple things (one I know is a Christmas present that's been on backorder forever).
Well, guess that's it for now. Think I'll go take a Vivarin so I can wake up a little more before I have to be all cheerful and customer servicy. *grins*
Peace Out
Add to all that me working pretty much during the time the zoo is open and you get postponement after postponement. No big, though.
Hmmm...what else? Nothing really of note I guess. I feel like I'm working all the time now. Since I was feeling puny and not able to work this past weekend, I don't get a day off until this Sunday. But, I'll also get Monday off and then Thursday, too. So I guess it all evens out in the end.
My 23rd birthday is in three days. :-) Yay for me. I think my mom is sending me a present since she called and emailed me last night about getting my new address again so she could send me a couple things (one I know is a Christmas present that's been on backorder forever).
Well, guess that's it for now. Think I'll go take a Vivarin so I can wake up a little more before I have to be all cheerful and customer servicy. *grins*
Peace Out
Friday, February 23, 2007
*big sigh of relief*
I'm so, so, so incredibly glad it's Friday. I have this weekend off, which I'm sure won't last very long. And thankfully all I'm doing today (and next week, that I know of) is training stuff on the computer.
But boy am I tired. Have I mentioned that this getting up at 6am is way overrated? ;-)
Aside from that, things are good. I'm definitely looking forward to sleeping in a little bit tomorrow. And, D said that if the weather is good, we might be able to go to the Knoxville Zoo. *cheers* :-D
Okay, off to work for me.
But boy am I tired. Have I mentioned that this getting up at 6am is way overrated? ;-)
Aside from that, things are good. I'm definitely looking forward to sleeping in a little bit tomorrow. And, D said that if the weather is good, we might be able to go to the Knoxville Zoo. *cheers* :-D
Okay, off to work for me.
Thursday, February 22, 2007
what a treasure I have
D was so incredibly sweet and considerate yesterday. By about 7pm, even after drinking two Mt. Dews, I was so, so, so tired still.
We ended up going to Subway and watching some tv. We had planned on watching Criminal Minds (great show by the way), which doesn't go off until 10, but it ended up not being on so I fell asleep around 9:30.
Okay, so the sweet and considerate part.... The only time I woke up during the night was when he got up for his late night trip to the bathroom and other odd times, but I was never awake for more than a minute or so at most. He told me this morning that he woke up a few times during the night, too and if he realized that he was crowding me (as he's wont to do cuz he likes to cuddle), he'd move back over to his side of the bed and make sure I'd have most of the covers so I wouldn't wake up cold. Also, when he made his bathroom trip, I woke up and pulled the covers over my head so when he turned the light on it wouldn't hurt my eyes and wake me up more. But he didn't turn the light on cuz he was worried it would do the same thing that made me pull the covers up. Then, when he realized he wasn't gonna be able to sleep anymore (at about 5:30), he slowly got out of bed so I wouldn't wake up...and I didn't.
When the alarm went off, I could smell coffee, but figured he'd turned the pot on when he went to the bathroom. I got up and looked at the pot and there was already coffee gone and it was only then that I realized he'd gotten out of bed. :-) I always wake up when he gets up and more often than not can't get back to sleep, but I didn't even stir this time. That just goes to show how tired I was and how careful he was to not wake me up.
He's the bestest, sweetest, most considerate man in the whole wide world.
K...done bein' schmoopie. ;-)
We ended up going to Subway and watching some tv. We had planned on watching Criminal Minds (great show by the way), which doesn't go off until 10, but it ended up not being on so I fell asleep around 9:30.
Okay, so the sweet and considerate part.... The only time I woke up during the night was when he got up for his late night trip to the bathroom and other odd times, but I was never awake for more than a minute or so at most. He told me this morning that he woke up a few times during the night, too and if he realized that he was crowding me (as he's wont to do cuz he likes to cuddle), he'd move back over to his side of the bed and make sure I'd have most of the covers so I wouldn't wake up cold. Also, when he made his bathroom trip, I woke up and pulled the covers over my head so when he turned the light on it wouldn't hurt my eyes and wake me up more. But he didn't turn the light on cuz he was worried it would do the same thing that made me pull the covers up. Then, when he realized he wasn't gonna be able to sleep anymore (at about 5:30), he slowly got out of bed so I wouldn't wake up...and I didn't.
When the alarm went off, I could smell coffee, but figured he'd turned the pot on when he went to the bathroom. I got up and looked at the pot and there was already coffee gone and it was only then that I realized he'd gotten out of bed. :-) I always wake up when he gets up and more often than not can't get back to sleep, but I didn't even stir this time. That just goes to show how tired I was and how careful he was to not wake me up.
He's the bestest, sweetest, most considerate man in the whole wide world.
K...done bein' schmoopie. ;-)
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
things that wake me up :p
There's something else I'm gonna complain about besides the storm and, since that came before the storm hit, that's what's gonna come first.
Okay, so D and I went to sleep about midnight (bad, bad, naughty bad since I have to get up at 6am). I woke up around 2:30am freezing cold...again. D had ended up scooting down in the bed and had pulled the covers down with him. He had 'em trapped under his arms so I couldn't pull them up to cover me. So I slid down in the bed, too. Every time I think I can doze off, he moves around, lightly kicks me in the shin once in a while or, if I'm facing away from him, shoves his knee into my back. He's still asleep through all this, even when I kicked him back (he then kicked me again :p).
Finally, around 3:30 he stops and I can start to doze off......and then the storm hits. Our puppy is hooked to a lead outside and hates, hates, HATES water of any sort besides when it's in her bowl for her to drink. So I go outside (since I'm awake and D's still somewhat asleep) to put her in the downstairs portion of the guest house. At first I was gonna bring her upstairs, which technically we're not supposed to do, but then I saw she'd gotten tangled around a tree and was laying in the yard so she was most likely muddy. Anyway, just as I unhook her, she yanks out of my grasp and runs up the stairs to the deck and D lets her inside. The puppy just totally and completely ignored me calling her and by then I was so fed up and moving around so much that I was wide awake.
I finally got back to sleep around 4:30am only to wake up twice more before my alarm went off.
I got enough sleep so that I wasn't all that crabby in the morning, but I was dead tired. I had D stop at a gas station on the way to take me to work so I could pick up some Vivarin. It was enough to get me through the day, but by 2pm I was draggin'.
I drank a Mt. Dew to wake me up enough for D and I to finish watching the movie Hotel Rwanda. Now he's taking a nap. I'd love nothing more than to join him right now, but if I do that'll be probably about an 80% chance I won't be able to sleep tonight.
I think I'm gonna go to sleep at 9pm tonight.
Okay, I'm done.
p.s. D said that if he gets restless like that again that I have permission to wake him up. But, he didn't say how I was supposed to wake him up. ;-) *cue evil laughter*
Okay, so D and I went to sleep about midnight (bad, bad, naughty bad since I have to get up at 6am). I woke up around 2:30am freezing cold...again. D had ended up scooting down in the bed and had pulled the covers down with him. He had 'em trapped under his arms so I couldn't pull them up to cover me. So I slid down in the bed, too. Every time I think I can doze off, he moves around, lightly kicks me in the shin once in a while or, if I'm facing away from him, shoves his knee into my back. He's still asleep through all this, even when I kicked him back (he then kicked me again :p).
Finally, around 3:30 he stops and I can start to doze off......and then the storm hits. Our puppy is hooked to a lead outside and hates, hates, HATES water of any sort besides when it's in her bowl for her to drink. So I go outside (since I'm awake and D's still somewhat asleep) to put her in the downstairs portion of the guest house. At first I was gonna bring her upstairs, which technically we're not supposed to do, but then I saw she'd gotten tangled around a tree and was laying in the yard so she was most likely muddy. Anyway, just as I unhook her, she yanks out of my grasp and runs up the stairs to the deck and D lets her inside. The puppy just totally and completely ignored me calling her and by then I was so fed up and moving around so much that I was wide awake.
I finally got back to sleep around 4:30am only to wake up twice more before my alarm went off.
I got enough sleep so that I wasn't all that crabby in the morning, but I was dead tired. I had D stop at a gas station on the way to take me to work so I could pick up some Vivarin. It was enough to get me through the day, but by 2pm I was draggin'.
I drank a Mt. Dew to wake me up enough for D and I to finish watching the movie Hotel Rwanda. Now he's taking a nap. I'd love nothing more than to join him right now, but if I do that'll be probably about an 80% chance I won't be able to sleep tonight.
I think I'm gonna go to sleep at 9pm tonight.
Okay, I'm done.
p.s. D said that if he gets restless like that again that I have permission to wake him up. But, he didn't say how I was supposed to wake him up. ;-) *cue evil laughter*
Monday, February 19, 2007
so not a morning person
As I write this it's 6:19am. And I. want. to. go. back. to. BED!
I woke up at about 3:30am and couldn't fall back asleep for a good half hour or so...but that's enough to throw anyone off. I was tired and sleepy, no doubt, but just couldn't fall back asleep.
So now I sit here with a cup of coffee, planning on taking a shower in less than ten minutes.
What kinda bites is that I used to be able to wake up a half hour or so before I needed to leave. I'd take care of showering and food and be out the door, all so I could get as much sleep as possible. But I've gotten used to spending a half our to an hour "waking up" with my coffee and fooling around on the computer while I become fully (or at least mostly) awake.
*sigh* Being employed and having to get up early is WAY overrated.
And now my rant is complete. :-)
I woke up at about 3:30am and couldn't fall back asleep for a good half hour or so...but that's enough to throw anyone off. I was tired and sleepy, no doubt, but just couldn't fall back asleep.
So now I sit here with a cup of coffee, planning on taking a shower in less than ten minutes.
What kinda bites is that I used to be able to wake up a half hour or so before I needed to leave. I'd take care of showering and food and be out the door, all so I could get as much sleep as possible. But I've gotten used to spending a half our to an hour "waking up" with my coffee and fooling around on the computer while I become fully (or at least mostly) awake.
*sigh* Being employed and having to get up early is WAY overrated.
And now my rant is complete. :-)
Sunday, February 18, 2007
Snow in TN
Yup, that's right. We got snow yesterday. It was only about two inches, but enough to cover the ground. They were predicting 1-4, but the 4 was mostly up in the mountain area (we're in the valley).
It started as really light flurries yesterday morning, but by mid-afternoon it was snowing fairly heavily. We had to bring the puppy inside (she didn't like that very much).
By dinner-time we put her downstairs. She liked that well enough, knowing it was snowing, but this morning when I got up and she heard me moving around, she was whining to be let out. Oh boy did she go nuts when I opened that door. :-)
Okay, must drink coffee and figure out how I'm going to goof off today before my first real week of work, since about a year ago, starts.
It started as really light flurries yesterday morning, but by mid-afternoon it was snowing fairly heavily. We had to bring the puppy inside (she didn't like that very much).
By dinner-time we put her downstairs. She liked that well enough, knowing it was snowing, but this morning when I got up and she heard me moving around, she was whining to be let out. Oh boy did she go nuts when I opened that door. :-)
Okay, must drink coffee and figure out how I'm going to goof off today before my first real week of work, since about a year ago, starts.
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
Want....sleep...
Ugh...I had the alarm set for 7am (that's 6am for you central timers), but ended up waking up at about 5:30 being unable to get back to sleep. Why you may ask? Well, it could be because I went to sleep at about 10:30 last night, or it could be because, since it was so warm out, D and I decided to leave the door open (screen closed).
I woke up shivering and so, so, so cold. I think D had closed the door sometime during the night, but hadn't opened the vent back up so it wasn't pumping the heat into the room. I got up, put one of D's pullovers on, my flannel pj pants, my fuzzy socks, and my hoodie......and I was still cold.
Good news is, I'm starting to warm up now. Unfortunately, since I was unable to go back to sleep, I now feel like I have sandpaper for eyeballs.
*sigh* Time for another cup of coffee.
Ciao
I woke up shivering and so, so, so cold. I think D had closed the door sometime during the night, but hadn't opened the vent back up so it wasn't pumping the heat into the room. I got up, put one of D's pullovers on, my flannel pj pants, my fuzzy socks, and my hoodie......and I was still cold.
Good news is, I'm starting to warm up now. Unfortunately, since I was unable to go back to sleep, I now feel like I have sandpaper for eyeballs.
*sigh* Time for another cup of coffee.
Ciao
Monday, February 12, 2007
Whew
Well, I've pretty much gotten the job at Lowe's. It's all pending the results of the drug test, but I'm not worried about that. Unless I hear from the guy before Thursday, I'm supposed to call the guy Thursday morning to come in that afternoon to fill out paperwork and then come in Friday from 8-5 for orientation.
So, I'm excited, but also feel like there's a 400 lb. guy sitting on my chest. Well...maybe 200 lbs., but still...
But I think it'll be good. :-)
So, I'm excited, but also feel like there's a 400 lb. guy sitting on my chest. Well...maybe 200 lbs., but still...
But I think it'll be good. :-)
oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no
Okay, that was a little dramatic, but hey.
I finally got a hold of the guy at Lowe's and...(sound the trumpets)...I'm scheduled to come in today at 1:15 for the initial assessments and testing and suchness; all ending, if I pass that phase, in an interview with a general manager. On the one hand, I'm thrilled because it's the first step I've been able to take beyond filling out applications since...like...last year.
And on the other hand...I'm freaking out a tad. I don't know if my hands are shaking from the three cups of coffee I've had or the nervousness of...well...taking the first step beyond applications in a year and having to deal with an actual person.
I think I need to go take a pill...or put clothes away...or clean...or something.
Yikes and yay all at the same friggin' time!! :-D
I finally got a hold of the guy at Lowe's and...(sound the trumpets)...I'm scheduled to come in today at 1:15 for the initial assessments and testing and suchness; all ending, if I pass that phase, in an interview with a general manager. On the one hand, I'm thrilled because it's the first step I've been able to take beyond filling out applications since...like...last year.
And on the other hand...I'm freaking out a tad. I don't know if my hands are shaking from the three cups of coffee I've had or the nervousness of...well...taking the first step beyond applications in a year and having to deal with an actual person.
I think I need to go take a pill...or put clothes away...or clean...or something.
Yikes and yay all at the same friggin' time!! :-D
looking up
Things are, as the subject line says, looking up. No job interviews as of yet, but I've gotten a couple good prospects. I applied online at Lowe's and needed to call the H.R. department to get a question answered. Through that course of events, the guy I talked to said to call him back the next day (would've been Sunday) to make sure he'd gotten my application and to see what he could do with it. Well, I called back Sunday and the person I talked to said he doesn't work the weekends usually and wouldn't be in that day. Hmmm...okay whatever. So I go to call him this morning and he's not in yet. This guy is apparently as hard to get a hold of as a wet bar of soap.
But, I'll try again in a half hour or so.
Yesterday was a pretty good day, considering I spent the previous day or so in a state of stress and frustration. Going from a three bedroom house to a one room guest house is quite difficult. But, after an afternoon/evening of cleaning and straightening up, the place is actually rather homey. D and I were good and tired last night and, after going into the main house for some taco soup and conversation, we came back out here, popped in Freaky Friday and then fell asleep at about 10:30.
The conversation was pretty cool. We were talking (well mostly D's mom was talking) about funny things kids do, antics her boys have performed when they were little, tooth fairies, etc. :-) It was a nice little evening, but I was really ready to get back to our cozy little cave.
On a totally different note, it's been way too long since I've had some chocolate. I dreamed about chocolate cake and chocolate candy last night...and Jewish people...but I soooo don't know what that was about. It's probably some freaky withdrawl I'm having from the chocolate. *grins*
That's all. :-)
But, I'll try again in a half hour or so.
Yesterday was a pretty good day, considering I spent the previous day or so in a state of stress and frustration. Going from a three bedroom house to a one room guest house is quite difficult. But, after an afternoon/evening of cleaning and straightening up, the place is actually rather homey. D and I were good and tired last night and, after going into the main house for some taco soup and conversation, we came back out here, popped in Freaky Friday and then fell asleep at about 10:30.
The conversation was pretty cool. We were talking (well mostly D's mom was talking) about funny things kids do, antics her boys have performed when they were little, tooth fairies, etc. :-) It was a nice little evening, but I was really ready to get back to our cozy little cave.
On a totally different note, it's been way too long since I've had some chocolate. I dreamed about chocolate cake and chocolate candy last night...and Jewish people...but I soooo don't know what that was about. It's probably some freaky withdrawl I'm having from the chocolate. *grins*
That's all. :-)
Thursday, February 01, 2007
*big sigh of relief*
Now that everything has somewhat settled down, I can actually post about what's been going on.
D and I have moved from the house we were living in to the guesthouse on his parent's property in South Knoxville (which I think is one of the second biggest pieces of land in this area). We started this move almost two weeks ago and have been going at it every day, starting at around 7am and ending after dark. The last few days (not including yesterday when we got up at 6am) we've been going to bed around 9:30pm and sleeping 10-11 hours.
Surprisingly enough, I didn't get as many injuries as I expected, especially considering the uber heavy desks we had to move, plat file cabinets that are probably around 300 lbs., and a 600 lb. gun safe. I kinda torqued my ankle about 3 days into the move and it was pretty sore up until a couple days ago, but it's all good now (knock on wood).
So, here's a list of my injuries...
1. Semi-twisted ankle
2. Small chunk gouged out of my index finger, right hand (from the gun safe)
3. Small slice on the index finger of my left hand (no idea how that happened)
4. Inch long burn on the back of my right hand, base of my thumb (not technically from moving, but was sleepy-eyed making toast two days into the move and burned my hand on the toaster oven
5. Bruises on various parts of my body including arms, shins, thighs, knees, and yes...hips. The number of said bruises is 17...and counting considering we still have to unload D's truck and Papaw's truck so I'm sure I'll grab a few more bruises.
But...we're officially done moving. The only reason we have to go back to that house is to get the mail and pick up our trashcans since this morning is trash day. It feels so incredibly good to finally be done.
Now, the thing is that, since we've spent almost the whole of the last two weeks moving, D hasn't been able to do any work so we've got a couple projects backed up...and... We’re supposed to get about 4 inches of snow today. I'm a bit skeptical, but that's another subject altogether.
We also both need to get regular jobs and, since D's silent partner works for UPS, it's a pretty fair bet he'd be able to get me, if not both of us in there.
As far as the snow, they were predicting a 60% chance of snow, even though it was sunny, clear skies, and about 37 degrees out for most of the day yesterday. But apparently the snow didn’t start coming down until about 5am this morning. Right now it’s just light flurries and the only accumulation I can see is about an inch of snow on the deck here. Weirdly enough, the last bad snow storm they had here was back in ’93 and the whole day it was sunny and about 70 degrees out, but then they got like a foot and a half of snow overnight. Another odd thing that happened yesterday evening that made D think for sure that we’d be getting a bit of snow was the weird way the birds were acting. When we got back from bringing our last load in from the house, we were standing out on the deck and back near the edge of the property were about 7 robins rooting around in the leaves. D said that it was because they sensed that the ground would be frozen and covered in snow and were scavenging for food before that happened. It was really weird, and kinda creepy how many there were out there.
Well, I think that’s gonna be all for now. I’m a little sleepy so I need to start hittin’ the coffee because, even though we’re all moved out, we’re not entirely moved in. We’ve got lots of unpacking to do and transferring stuff out of the trucks and into the downstairs of the guest house and out to the barn.
D and I have moved from the house we were living in to the guesthouse on his parent's property in South Knoxville (which I think is one of the second biggest pieces of land in this area). We started this move almost two weeks ago and have been going at it every day, starting at around 7am and ending after dark. The last few days (not including yesterday when we got up at 6am) we've been going to bed around 9:30pm and sleeping 10-11 hours.
Surprisingly enough, I didn't get as many injuries as I expected, especially considering the uber heavy desks we had to move, plat file cabinets that are probably around 300 lbs., and a 600 lb. gun safe. I kinda torqued my ankle about 3 days into the move and it was pretty sore up until a couple days ago, but it's all good now (knock on wood).
So, here's a list of my injuries...
1. Semi-twisted ankle
2. Small chunk gouged out of my index finger, right hand (from the gun safe)
3. Small slice on the index finger of my left hand (no idea how that happened)
4. Inch long burn on the back of my right hand, base of my thumb (not technically from moving, but was sleepy-eyed making toast two days into the move and burned my hand on the toaster oven
5. Bruises on various parts of my body including arms, shins, thighs, knees, and yes...hips. The number of said bruises is 17...and counting considering we still have to unload D's truck and Papaw's truck so I'm sure I'll grab a few more bruises.
But...we're officially done moving. The only reason we have to go back to that house is to get the mail and pick up our trashcans since this morning is trash day. It feels so incredibly good to finally be done.
Now, the thing is that, since we've spent almost the whole of the last two weeks moving, D hasn't been able to do any work so we've got a couple projects backed up...and... We’re supposed to get about 4 inches of snow today. I'm a bit skeptical, but that's another subject altogether.
We also both need to get regular jobs and, since D's silent partner works for UPS, it's a pretty fair bet he'd be able to get me, if not both of us in there.
As far as the snow, they were predicting a 60% chance of snow, even though it was sunny, clear skies, and about 37 degrees out for most of the day yesterday. But apparently the snow didn’t start coming down until about 5am this morning. Right now it’s just light flurries and the only accumulation I can see is about an inch of snow on the deck here. Weirdly enough, the last bad snow storm they had here was back in ’93 and the whole day it was sunny and about 70 degrees out, but then they got like a foot and a half of snow overnight. Another odd thing that happened yesterday evening that made D think for sure that we’d be getting a bit of snow was the weird way the birds were acting. When we got back from bringing our last load in from the house, we were standing out on the deck and back near the edge of the property were about 7 robins rooting around in the leaves. D said that it was because they sensed that the ground would be frozen and covered in snow and were scavenging for food before that happened. It was really weird, and kinda creepy how many there were out there.
Well, I think that’s gonna be all for now. I’m a little sleepy so I need to start hittin’ the coffee because, even though we’re all moved out, we’re not entirely moved in. We’ve got lots of unpacking to do and transferring stuff out of the trucks and into the downstairs of the guest house and out to the barn.
Monday, January 08, 2007
Ugh
I think I just had one of the WORST night's sleep I've had in a long time.
I started passing a kidney stone two days ago. Yesterday was really bad pain-wise and D asked if I wanted to go over to his mom's and get some pain killer in a patch that she gave me last time I passed a stone. I declined because, like the tough biatch I am, I wanted to gut it out.
It seemed to be getting a little better by the time we went to bed (which was about 9pm), but every time I woke up...and I woke up A LOT, the pain was there. I must've woken up at least 8 times, the first time being at about 11:45pm. SUCK!
Then of course, there were the times that I woke up because I was freezing cold. D has a bad little habit of stealing the covers. :p
At various time throughout the night, I wasn't sure if I'd be able to fall back asleep, but I usually did within about 20 minutes or so. But, I finally got to the point where I just couldn't get back to sleep. So, now I'm tired, in pain (my kidney and my back hurts a bit), crabby, irritated...blah, blah, blah. But I think I might've actually passed the stone completely.
K...done complaining now.
I started passing a kidney stone two days ago. Yesterday was really bad pain-wise and D asked if I wanted to go over to his mom's and get some pain killer in a patch that she gave me last time I passed a stone. I declined because, like the tough biatch I am, I wanted to gut it out.
It seemed to be getting a little better by the time we went to bed (which was about 9pm), but every time I woke up...and I woke up A LOT, the pain was there. I must've woken up at least 8 times, the first time being at about 11:45pm. SUCK!
Then of course, there were the times that I woke up because I was freezing cold. D has a bad little habit of stealing the covers. :p
At various time throughout the night, I wasn't sure if I'd be able to fall back asleep, but I usually did within about 20 minutes or so. But, I finally got to the point where I just couldn't get back to sleep. So, now I'm tired, in pain (my kidney and my back hurts a bit), crabby, irritated...blah, blah, blah. But I think I might've actually passed the stone completely.
K...done complaining now.
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
forgot to mention...
Yesterday, D and I went out to do some field work. It's a bit technical, but I'll try not to butcher the explanation of what we were doing. We were looking for a monument that the Army Corps of Engineers had placed that has elevation on it. Using that, we'd determine what the elevation of the lake is near one of the survey projects that D has.
Anyway, the first one we went looking for had gotten destroyed about 20 years ago by the land owner (guess he didn't see the notice that said he'd get a $500 fine for destroying it). The second one we looked for had gotten torn down for some reason or other. We had to walk along some railroad tracks in order to find it and, since we couldn't, we had to leave. Now I come to the whole point of this story.
The embankment between the tracks and the road was pretty steep. Most people that know me know that I'm a clutz by nature, but I was honestly being really careful. D ended up having to run down the embankment and across the street in order to keep on his feet. I waited for a couple cars to pass before attempting my descent. I was carrying a shovel (which wasn't all that heavy, but probably put me a tad off balance to start with). When I took my first step, my foot started sliding, so I took another step to try and catch myself. Unfortunately, that gave my upper body too much forward momentum for my feet to catch up and I landed smack in the middle of the road. Thankfully, I knew the next car was a ways away, but still... I landed mostly on my right knee, which got scraped to hell and back. My hands were scraped a little bit, but not bleeding at all. I was alright, just sore. I mean, it's not the first time I've scraped my knee and not the first time I've done it falling in the middle of the street with a car coming (and that other time, the car was much closer). But, needless to say, I freaked D out with that little accident. He was on the phone with a client and turned back just in time to see me fall. All I heard was "Oh S***! I'll call you back." Um...yeah...I think I scared him a little bit. *giggles* I really was fine, though.
When we got home, he made me show him my knee and it was a right bloody mess. Not dripping or anything, but messy. I didn't care about doing anything with it...I mean it's just a scraped knee. But he insisted on putting Peroxide on it and Neosporin and bandaids... He takes such good care of me. :)
It looks much better today, but still stings like the dickens. :p Stupid knee.
(oh, and it's a little worse, but not as long lasting as the effects from the afore mentioned vodka fiasco)
Anyway, the first one we went looking for had gotten destroyed about 20 years ago by the land owner (guess he didn't see the notice that said he'd get a $500 fine for destroying it). The second one we looked for had gotten torn down for some reason or other. We had to walk along some railroad tracks in order to find it and, since we couldn't, we had to leave. Now I come to the whole point of this story.
The embankment between the tracks and the road was pretty steep. Most people that know me know that I'm a clutz by nature, but I was honestly being really careful. D ended up having to run down the embankment and across the street in order to keep on his feet. I waited for a couple cars to pass before attempting my descent. I was carrying a shovel (which wasn't all that heavy, but probably put me a tad off balance to start with). When I took my first step, my foot started sliding, so I took another step to try and catch myself. Unfortunately, that gave my upper body too much forward momentum for my feet to catch up and I landed smack in the middle of the road. Thankfully, I knew the next car was a ways away, but still... I landed mostly on my right knee, which got scraped to hell and back. My hands were scraped a little bit, but not bleeding at all. I was alright, just sore. I mean, it's not the first time I've scraped my knee and not the first time I've done it falling in the middle of the street with a car coming (and that other time, the car was much closer). But, needless to say, I freaked D out with that little accident. He was on the phone with a client and turned back just in time to see me fall. All I heard was "Oh S***! I'll call you back." Um...yeah...I think I scared him a little bit. *giggles* I really was fine, though.
When we got home, he made me show him my knee and it was a right bloody mess. Not dripping or anything, but messy. I didn't care about doing anything with it...I mean it's just a scraped knee. But he insisted on putting Peroxide on it and Neosporin and bandaids... He takes such good care of me. :)
It looks much better today, but still stings like the dickens. :p Stupid knee.
(oh, and it's a little worse, but not as long lasting as the effects from the afore mentioned vodka fiasco)
better late than never
I won't go into detail about Christmas since it's, like, after New Years, but I'll say a few words about it. In a nutshell...it was cool. D and I went over to his parent's house on Christmas Eve and had food, opened presents...y'know, the usual.
We spent Christmas day here and just hung out and opened presents around 2pm or so. We also watched South Park the movie that D got from his mom for Christmas.
New Years was no big thing for us. We stayed here at home and drank a little bit. Surprisingly enough, not as much as we've done in the past, but that was completely okay with me considering a recent vodka fiasco we had.
In other news, both D and I are attempting to quit smoking. Not a New Years resolution really...more of a "let's save money" resolution. He's been a smoker since he was about 12 and so have I off and on. I'd quit for a few months before I moved here, but considering how stressful it was, it wasn't too difficult to pick up the habit. Fairly recently, D and I were spending over $50 a week on smokes. So, instead of buying by the carton, we're buying by the pack and the cheapest, nastiest tasing cigarettes we can find. Considering that we were up to about 4 packs a day between the two of us and the last pack we bought lasted us over a day, we're doing pretty good so far.
Unfortunately, we've already experienced the irritation that comes with trying to quit smoking. I didn't really snap at him yesterday, but we got into it a little. And then this morning, we had a neighbor complain about our puppy barking at him and I could tell D was getting quite stressed out.
In addition to that stress, I'm looking for a part-time job and he's considering canning his business and going back to work for someone else. Plus, we're still considering moving to another place. I just hope the stress and irritation of quitting smoking ends before we end up at each other's throat.
We spent Christmas day here and just hung out and opened presents around 2pm or so. We also watched South Park the movie that D got from his mom for Christmas.
New Years was no big thing for us. We stayed here at home and drank a little bit. Surprisingly enough, not as much as we've done in the past, but that was completely okay with me considering a recent vodka fiasco we had.
In other news, both D and I are attempting to quit smoking. Not a New Years resolution really...more of a "let's save money" resolution. He's been a smoker since he was about 12 and so have I off and on. I'd quit for a few months before I moved here, but considering how stressful it was, it wasn't too difficult to pick up the habit. Fairly recently, D and I were spending over $50 a week on smokes. So, instead of buying by the carton, we're buying by the pack and the cheapest, nastiest tasing cigarettes we can find. Considering that we were up to about 4 packs a day between the two of us and the last pack we bought lasted us over a day, we're doing pretty good so far.
Unfortunately, we've already experienced the irritation that comes with trying to quit smoking. I didn't really snap at him yesterday, but we got into it a little. And then this morning, we had a neighbor complain about our puppy barking at him and I could tell D was getting quite stressed out.
In addition to that stress, I'm looking for a part-time job and he's considering canning his business and going back to work for someone else. Plus, we're still considering moving to another place. I just hope the stress and irritation of quitting smoking ends before we end up at each other's throat.
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