Monday, March 30, 2009

We had a great weekend at our house.

Hubbs broke his cell phone in half first thing Sat morning. Luckily we were out of contract with US Cellular. We had the crappiest service and our phones were on the brink of destruction. So, I went up to Verizon and scored us a new contract and a couple of snazzy new phones. Hubbs' is black, mine is a sweet purple! And we get service at our house! Woo Hoo!

Tink and I had lunch at Chick-fil-a. Yeah, I know, what else is new? We have luch there almost every Sat. Yeah well, I was good all week and I deserved my chicken sandwich and sweet tea!

I scored the cutest white glass cake plate and light pink metal tray at a flea market to use for Tink's birthday party, in July. Hey, I believe in shopping ahead of time!

I got up early on Sunday and made "Mom's famous french toast." Who named it that you ask. Why, I did. It is the BEST french toast I have EVER eaten if I may say so myself. It is one of the only things I can make without a recipe AND it turns out perfect every time. Delish!!!

Tink and I decorated a little for Easter. I let her help, I will have to take pics to show how cute. The centerpiece for the kitchen table I started with the new pink tray and cake plate and a cute bunny and some eggs ended up with Tinkerbell napkins tucked into it and some other strange additions. I left it that way. Tink was so proud, to destroy all her hard work would have been cruel.

I also cooked dinner and it turned out darned good too. Chili macaroni. Yummy stuff!

The best part was that I spent it with Tink and Hubbs.

Late night talks

Tink: Mama, how big do I have to be before I can marry you?

Me: You have to be a grown up.

Tink: Maybe I can just marry Daddy and you can be the flowergirl.

Me: Sure Tink, just go to sleep it's pretty late.

Reese update.

Our Reese is still with us.

Two hundred dollars later the vet couldn't determine exactly what was causing his nose to bleed.

They have a few theories:

1. His blood pressure, which is a bit high, is causing it. We are treating with pills. We will have this rechecked this coming Sat.

2. He may have an infection in his nose. He also had an ear infection so we are treating with antibiotics and steroids.

3. He may have cancer. The cancer diagnosis is very costly and we would have to take him to another vet aprox an hour away to find out. If he does have cancer they will treat him with chemo or radiation, both options would make him sick and we don't want to go that route.

His nose has quit bleeding with the meds he is on, so we feel it's just better to treat him like we are now. We decided not to find out if it's cancer. If he starts getting worse or is in pain we will decide what is best for him then.

Friday, March 27, 2009

Off to the vet.

Today hubbs and I are taking Reese, our 9 yr old lab, to the vet.

Reese is what would be considered obese, poor guy has been for a couple of years now and it's just not getting any better. Within the past week I have noticed a big difference in him. His right ear is looking a bit droopy, his lower right eye lid in drooping at times and the right side of his nose has been bleeding on a regular basis.

On a side note - If CSI would visit our house right now with their black lights they would be in for a BIG surprise! I'm sure it would look like the site of a massacre. The poor dog keeps sneezing blood everywhere. I clean it up, but I'm sure there are still traces of it.

So, today he goes to the vet to find out what is going on. I'm hoping it is something simple to fix. I know he's getting old, but I'm hoping to have him around for a few more years. He was our first baby. I bought him for hubbs as a birthday present right after we got engaged.

I know realistically, things aren't looking good for Reesey Boy, as Tink calls him.

Dear God,
For Tink's sake, please make our Reese well. Tink thinks of him as her brother and loves him dearly. We've already lost one dog, two cats, three fish, a frog, an uncle and a cousin this year. I don't know how much more death she can deal with and not need a therapist. Tink still gets upset over losing our Noah Baby, please don't take her Reesey Boy.
Tink, Reese and Bo's loving mom.

Birthday Wishes

I just figured out what I want for my birthday this year. This year I want to go here....

Yep. I want to go to the circus.

Tink and I went last year the day before my birthday with friends of ours. Miss O and her family ended up with two extra tickets and we were offered the tickets at the last minute. Miss O ended up sick and both girls ended up sleeping through most of the show.

This was during the preshow. Tink got to balance with one of the acrobats.

Tink, dressing up in a performer's jacket.

Miss O and Tink at the beginning of the show.

Miss O's mom and I enjoyed the show, even if the girls were sleeping on our laps.

I am checking with Miss O's family and also Tink's friend Boo's family to see if they want to go this year. I have already checked into show times and ticket prices. We will be going a few days after my birthday. I for one, am excited to go back. Hopefully this year the girls will all stay awake.

P.S. Today's not my birthday, I'm just getting ready for next month. I won't be 32 until 4/20.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Tink on buggers and elephants.

Tink: Mama, what do you do with buggers?

Me: Well, I blow them into a tissue.

Tink: When?

Me: Ummm, well, sometimes when I get out of bed in the morning I blow my nose.

Tink: I thought I heard an elephant sound when I was sleeping this morning!

Me: Are you saying I sound like an elephant!?

Tink: I'm not saying any names, I'm just say'in.

I had the strangest thing happen today.

I had a dream about a childhood friend last night. I haven't seen or talked to this person in about a year.

Today this person send me a text message out of the blue. Just to say hi. I was sure it was someone with the wrong number, so I texted back to ask who was texting me. I was surprised when I found out who it was.


Making lists

We have decided as a family not to take a beach vacation this summer. Instead we are going to take a few mini vacations and visit places closer to home. Most are in WV.
Places I want to go this summer:

Audra State Park. We have a cabin there and LOVE to spend weekends there. The river is great for swimming and there are hiking trails. We are planning to spend a lot of time here this summer.

Black Water Falls, WV. I haven't been here in YEARS. Like 15 years.

These windmills run for miles across a mountain ridge line in and around Davis, WV. The pictures are deceiving, they are HUGE windmills.

The ski lift at Canaan Valley, WV. I love to snow ski, but hubbs has never been and Tink is still too small to take. I will settle for riding the lift up and back down in the summer just to see the beauty of Davis, WV.

Seneca Rocks, WV. You can rock climb to the top or take the hiking trail. Hubbs and I have hiked to the top a few times over the years. We'll be hiking this time too. No rock climbing for this girl! What a view from the top!

This is the width of the top of the rocks if you pass the lookout and climb out. Scary! I've been out there a few times, never again. I'll be standing at a safe place with Tink thank you. (Can you see the little blue dot on the top? That's a climber.)

These are just a few of the places I want to be sure to take Tink this year. I also want to camp at Spruce Knob, snow tube at Timberline Ski Resort, fish at Stonewall Jackson Lake, walk through Seneca Caverns and make a visit to PA to visit Idlewilde Park and the Pittsburgh Zoo. I'm sure I will be adding to the list later.

Friday, March 20, 2009

Grouchy mamaw

Mamaw just called me at work to talk for a minute. She had just gotten Tink and the Mafia down for their naps. While she was rocking the smallest mafia member to sleep, Tink and the older mafia were watching tv. My older nephew starting talking loudly for the umteenth time and Mamaw informed the kids she was getting pretty grouchy because they kept waking the little guy up. To which Tink asked "Mamaw, are you going to feel not grouchy after your nap?" Mamaw didn't see much humor in the question.

(Note to Tink: I doubt it honey. Mamaw may need meds to make her not grouchy.)


It's a new word at our house. It can be used in many ways.

"Mom, your hair looks kinda funkyish." (As in, you need to fix your hair, it looks like crap.)

"Sometimes my eyes go a little funkyish." (Still not sure what that means.)

"It smells funkyish in here." (As in, someone forgot to spray air freshener in the bathroom.)

These are just the three times I heard the word used this morning. I'm sure I will hear many more definitions.

Thursday, March 19, 2009

My week in review.

Well, I've had an interesting couple of days here. Let me just recap for you.

- Tink is sick AGAIN. We have two apts this coming week to make sure her ear infections go away and to find out if there is an underlying cause of them.

- Bo, new dog, has now successfully ripped every rose bush he can reach on his lead out of the ground.

- Bo ran off last night.

- Bo was found up the road visiting a neighbor's horse farm. (Must get dog tag made for Bo with his name and our contact info in case he gets free again.) (Or not, flower beds would be better off if he isn't found.)

- Dance class was a disaster last night. All of the girls acted like they had never seen their dance before. Hopefully they all learn it before June.

- Hubbs promised Tink he would go to dance to watch her. He was conveniently MIA until after class was over. He claims he forgot about the class. Sure.

- Tink hates her meds. I have to threaten Tink to get her to take the nose spray. I only had to demonstrate the "hard way" of taking the spray once for her to choose the "easy way". Now, she complains, but she stands there and lets me spray it.

- Reese, 9 yr old lab, has had two nose bleeds this week for no apparent reason. (Must call vet to discuss.)

- I have avoided fast food all week. I am totally proud of myself. And hungry. A lean cuisine or smart ones for lunch is just not filling me up. I sooo want to drive to Wendy's for a burger!

- My replacement debit card still hasn't arrived. I called again yesterday and they assured me it will be here any day. It's been 15 days already!!!

- I am off now to make my lean cuisine french bread pizza. I can hardly contain my excitement. Really.

- Seriously, I need a chick-fil-a sandwich and a sweet tea!!!!!!!!!!!!

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

To Do List:

- take Tink and dogs for more walks

- buy more items that are lavender/vanilla scented - yummy!

- loose 10 lbs

- spend more time training new dog, Bo (walking on leash is good, ripping out rose bushes is bad)

- cherish every moment with Tink (even the ones when she is cranky or has attitude)

- file taxes

- bath dogs

- build more blanket forts

- clean house

- replant flower bed that new dog, Bo, has destroyed

- plant a garden

- go camping (in a tent, in the woods)

- find time to take care of a garden

- eat more veggies

- eat less fast food

- meet with girlfriends more often

- help old dog, Reese, loose 30 lbs

- spend lots of time at cabin

- have more tea parties

- sell house

- learn to cook (macoroni and cheese doesn't count)

- quit job to spend more time with Tink

Friday, March 13, 2009

Are you kidding me??!!!

I just got off the phone with the office manager of my offices other location. She talked to one of my clients a little earlier while I was out to lunch and had my phones transferred to that location. This client is a friend of my previous boss, who set me up on a blind date with this guy MANY years ago (before hubbs and I were dating).

I went out with this guy twice. He was divorced with one kid and was pretty strange. I told him we could only be friends and that's when the stalking began. He called me at home and the office relentlessly. Weirdo figured out my morning routine and was at the gas station near my house every morning when I stopped for coffee. He sent me flowers all the time, I had them returned every time. He visited my boss regularly and made stops by my office. I started dating hubbs. Weirdo showed up at concerts and other events hubbs and I were at and made sure to say hi and let me know he figured he would run into me there. He was everywhere I went. Stalker!!!! One of the guys that I worked with finally told weirdo, hubbs was going to beat the h-e-double-hockey-sticks out of him if he didn't leave me alone. Hubbs and I got engaged and Weirdo finally found someone else to harass. I heard that she had a restraining order put on him.

I married hubbs and then changed jobs. My first day at this job guess who calls. Yep. Weirdo. He is friends with my new boss and is one of our insurance clients. He made a couple of visits to our office, then he and new boss had a falling out over their kids basketball team and he quit coming by and calling unless it was about business.

Today I find out he has told everyone I work with that I had stalked HIM. WHAT??? Are you kidding me? Big weirdo!

I just have a few things to say to Weirdo. Don't start your crap with me! I am not the same shy person I once was. I have a child to take care of and protect, I will kick your ass! If I can't do it I will not be afraid to let hubbs kick your ass.

Home sweet home

Jeff Foxworthy's commentary on West Virginia

If you consider it a sport to sit in a tree stand all day long with a bow or a gun just to put food in your freezer, you might live in West Virginia .

If you're proud that your region makes the national news 96 nights each year because Elkins is the coldest spot in the nation, you might live in West Virginia .

If your local Dairy Queen is closed from November through March, you might live in West Virginia .

If you instinctively walk like a penguin for five months out of the year, you might live in West Virginia .

If someone in a store offers you assistance, and they don't work there, you might live in West Virginia , ...cause you're all so damn friendly.

If your dad's suntan stops at a line curving around the middle of his forehead, cause he wears a hardhat you might live in West Virginia .

If you have worn shorts, sunglasses and a parka at the same time, you might live in West Virginia .

If your town has an equal number of bars and churches, or if you are in church and your priest or minister asks you to pray for the MOUNTAINEERS, and wants to get you all home for 1 p.m. kickoff, you might live in West Virginia .

If you have had a lengthy telephone conversation with someone who dialed a wrong number, you might live in West Virginia .

You Know You Are A True West Virginian When:

'Vacation' means going up north past I-64 for the weekend.

You measure distance in hours.

You know several people who have hit a deer more than once.

You can drive 65 mph through 2 feet of snow during a raging blizzard, without flinching.

You see people wearing camouflage at social events (including weddings).

You install security lights on your house and garage and leave all the doors unlocked.

You carry jumper cables in your car and your girlfriend knows how to use them.

Driving is better in the winter because the potholes are filled with snow.

You can identify a southern or eastern accent.

Your idea of creative landscaping is a concrete statue of a deer next to your blue spruce.

You were unaware that there is a legal drinking age.

Down South to you means CHARLESTON , WV .

A critter is something you eat.

Your neighbor throws a party to celebrate his NEW FORD F150.

You go out to a fish fry every Friday and bingo every Wednesday.

Your 4th of July picnic was moved indoors due to frost.

Someone in your family killed Thanksgiving and Christmas dinner.

You have at one time lived in or have at least 10 relatives that live in Ohio ..

You know that the smell around Easter is worth it because ramps are Yummy.

Brown beans, fried taters, ramps, and cornbread that's fine dinning.

You wave to 99% of the cars you pass on the road.

You are sure that Autumn is a gift from God and this really is Almost Heaven.

You are aware of all 4 seasons: deer bow, deer gun, deer muzzleloader, and turkey.

Because your home isn't remote enough, you have a "camp" way up on a mountain somewhere.

You have a rifle in your car and your girlfriend knows how to use it.

When asked where you are from, you name your county.

You know that canning occurs in glass jars, not cans.

Yep, it's home sweet home!

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Number 100

I'm still here, honest. I have had the world's worst headache for about 3 days now. No matter what I do, it just won't go away. I am struggling to function normally. I feel like shutting myself into a dark quiet room and not coming out for a couple of days. I can't do that, so I am here at work trying not to yell at anyone and at home I am trying desperately not to be grouchy with Tink. Tonight we are off to dance class, I'm sure a room full of 2 and 3 year olds will definitely help the pounding in my head. Hopefully I will be back to posting my usual crap soon.

PS. I was hoping for something much more exciting for my 100th post. This is all I've got, sorry.

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Swim practice

Upon picking up Tink last night I learned she had been in trouble earlier in the day.

My brother had stopped by with the mafia to let them play with Tink.
No one noticed that Tink and my oldest nephew had disappeared.
Until Mamaw started hearing a thumping sound from the master bathroom.
My brother was sent to investigate.
The bathroom door was locked, but he could hear my oldest nephew talking, then the thumping sound.
My brother unlocked the door to find my nephew standing in the middle of the room. He asked what was going on. To which he responded Tink is swimming.
My brother pulled back the curtain on the shower stall to find Tink butt naked laying on her stomach pretending to swim.
He asked where her clothes were and she pointed to the clothes hamper.
He yelled at her to get out of the bathroom and down the hall.
Tink was scared to death and went crying to Mamaw.

Tink said that she got into the shower to hide and her clothes got wet from Mamaw's earlier shower. Realizing her clothes where wet she stripped naked and thought it would be fun to practice swimming in the slippery shower.

Mamaw and my brother both scolded Tink and put her into time out.

When I got home a big deal was made of telling me what had happened.
For the life of me I can't figure out what the big deal is.
So, she had wet clothes and was naked?
Put some dry clothes on her and tell her to keep them on.
She's 3 for crying out loud!
It's not like she was cussing, hitting and kicking Mamaw or trying to injure one of the other kids. Oh, that's right it's my nephews who do those things and don't get into trouble.

As I left this morning I reminded Tink to stay out of the shower and keep her clothes on.

Dinner out.

I survived dinner.

My brother had already figured out we would all be there by the time he arrived. He was not upset that we were all there.

Hubbs and I had a talk with Tink about what we expected of her before we ever left the house. She was great. Tink stayed in her seat, ate her food and was quiet and well mannered. She did stand on the bench once and dance along to a lively song on the radio. I pick my battles, this wasn't such a big deal. When the mafia started getting rowdy she asked to move to a chair away from them. Yep, I was one proud momma and told her so.

I got stuck sitting by my nephews. I was whacked in the head with a couple of flying toys before I gave my youngest nephew the look of death and my brother put a stop to the throwing. Little guy proceeded to throw a couple of tantrums, throw some food and kick anyone within foot range. SIL rewarded him with cake and lots of baby talk. My oldest nephew was surprisingly well behaved.

My brother swore he would pay me back after all the waitresses came out and sang Happy Birthday. Yep, I love him enough to publicly embarrass him. I'm a great sister!

BTW why oh why does hubbs insist on calling the place BW3s? It is Buffalo Wild Wings Bar and Grill. There are not 3 w's in the name! Do other people actually call the place BW3s?

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Come, join the fun!!!

Live locally?
Need entertainment?
Be at BW3's tonight 6:30.

My little brother is turning 30 this week. His wife has requested the entire family to meet for dinner to surprise him. The "mafia" are his boys. This should be interesting.
Last time we had dinner in public with the mafia we had tantrums, food throwing, running, screaming and one child missing for 5 minutes before Brother and SIL realized he was gone. Other patrons moved across the restaurant so they wouldn't have to sit near us. Hubbs and my dad swore they would never be seen in public with them again.
I am dragging hubbs with me tonight, he is already angry about this. Tink will not be happy when I do not let her sit with the mafia tonight. My dad will end up angry when the mafia misbehaves. My mom will be trying to keep the peace. Brother & SIL will ignore all goings on of their mafia. I will end up threatening Tink at some point when she tries to get up to run with the mafia.
Brother does not want any type of recognition of his 30th birthday. He will be thrilled when he sees family waiting there with a cake and balloons.
Should be fun!!!!
Come, watch the fun unravel!!!