Category Archives: life

Jun20

Busy, busy

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We’re getting ready for the trip on Friday. Both Sean and I have been trying to get our guts in gear. We did venture out to Kohl’s yesterday as Brian needed some nice shirts. I usually am not disappointed by that store. I got him 3 shirts-a printed tee, a pull-over light blue golf shirt and an olive green with a design cotton button down. I got a few tops myself-I couldn’t help myself! ☺

Sean got the suitcases out of the attic this afternoon-no easy feat. I have everything ready to pack. Also got all the over-the counters (Tylenol, etc) bagged up. I take a goodie bag with those little bags of chips, etc. I also bring tons of beverages as I refuse to pay the hotel’s prices.

This is going to go by way to fast, I’m afraid. I realized if we don’t see the bride and groom on Friday, we’ll only see them from like 12:30-3:00 on the day of the wedding. The reception is only 2 hours before their honeymoon cruise sails. I guess it will look a little like this (clickable):

NYC skyline

So that’s my life lately in a nutshell. I will say the IBS herbal stuff my mom got for me seems to be doing the trick. Plus things with the air conditioning are better, no water on the floor, but it still needs that part.

Hope to drop in again tomorrow.

By the way, I know most of my readers are women, so click on this and read about heart attacks in women. My friend had originally sent me an article about how you shouldn’t drink ice cold drinks with your meals and I found the above.

Jun7

Sean’s unwired but wired

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Yeah! He’s got his laptop connected now so this baby is all mine during the day.☺A guy not much older than Sean hooked up the router and now we can have up to 5 connections to the web if we wanted to.

Sean was also offered a $1,500 scholarship from Barnes & Noble-to divide over the next two semesters. Every little bit helps. He needs to write a thank you note to someone at PSU for that.

My thrill today is a new garden cart that Sean picked up for me at Big Lots last night. My old one has a big crack in it. He gets a 20% off discount so that is nice. It’s lightweight and holds more too. I think we’ll get one for my mom too. If anything, she could put groceries in it and wheel them up to the front door.

It’s getting warm and sticky here. I’m still trying to clean-so hard. My lower back is bothering me today from the weedwhacking I did yesterday. Today I spray painted my wrought iron boot scraper/welcome ‘mat’ that is for the front door as the paint was all chipping off of it.

My Uncle Don wants to come home from the nursing home and my brother was going to go get him on Sunday. My uncle’s oldest stepdaughter said that he is going against the doctor’s wishes and that he can’t handle making him bed every day (his bladder is useless now) and taking his meds. If Ken brings him home, he’ll be held responsible if my uncle hurts himself. Of course my stubborn uncle said he would call a cab to bring him home. He’s so much like his mother! He’ll be turning 84 on the 12th. I hope he thinks about all the people that would like to help him but can’t really get to his house too often. My mom really can’t be going out there all the time and his stepdaughter’s husband is not well either. So hard.

May4

I find this incredibly sad

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I didn’t know if I wanted to mention this on my blog as it’s a sad thing, but maybe it will make you (us) sit up and take notice of the people who live around you, whether you like them or not. I use to be really friendly with the lady across the street and then she got all strange and we don’t talk anymore. I do however, try to take notice if I see her walking around her yard (she lives alone with two dogs) or if her garages are open (she drives an old Ford from about ’65 and an old Buick from the early 70s). I did say ‘hi’ in the grocery store when I saw her a few weeks ago. As I said, she is odd.

So a few days ago, skeletons were found in a house in Northeast Philadelphia near a very busy road. The one skeleton had a gun in it’s ‘hand’. The suicide note was dated January, 2006! So in all that time, no one missed these two people. They were found because the water people had to get in their house as water was leaking from it. It turns out it was a man (use to be a cop) and his mother. Very disturbing isn’t it?

On a happier note, the Extreme Makeover:Home Edition show will help a family in Bucks County-a single mom and her 4 sons this Sunday. Their home was ravaged by termites. I love these shows that turn people’s lives around. I wonder if Ty Pennington is always thinking about all the other people who need their help? It must be a hard job.

Jan25

Grrrr…hey…it’s $7!

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You know that big powerball game that was 240 million dollars Wednesday night? We matched 3 out of 5, but not the blasted powerball! And one of them was my lucky number-19 (for obvious reasons-my b/d).

I edited my original post. I thought it was $21, but Bri already cashed in the ticket and it was only $7…bummer. Someone in Missouri has a very thick wallet today.

Jan11

Snoring is an issue

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So I could relate to Dr. ‘McDreamy’ not being able to sleep with Meredith because of her snoring on Grey’s Anatomy tonight. Bri says I snore too, but not like he does when the roof sounds like it will cave in. I always wonder if I will trip over a pile of wood in the morning from all the ‘sawing’ that is going on during the night. Unfortunately, we have had trouble sleeping together for a while. I’m hoping we can get over that. I could relate to Meredith when she said that Derrick sleeping somewhere else causes her to have abandonment issues. (She also has a father that left her). I guess these things make the show seem more real to me.

It was a cleaning day here after my mom left around 2. I thought I had packed up the last of the Christmas stuff (I am sorting older things and consolidating them) when I found yet another two bags of stuff. I found adorable Martha Stewart mini jingle bell candy canes and Christmas trees still wired to their packaging. I also found all of Sean’s Disney characters that I use to collect for him when he was little. You should see the trash for tomorrow! I asked Brian to bring up a crate that was haphazardly resting on two stacked chairs (yep it’s that bad in the cave). The crate contains Halloween stuff! So now I’m going in reverse. I don’t plan to save too much of it, but Bri had a laugh when he said a skeleton hand was sticking out from under the lid of the crate. ; )

Dec30

ABCs of me

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When I got up this morning there was almost a near disaster. I knocked into something on the end table and it hit Brian’s coffee mug (which I begged him never to place over my cross stitch stuff). Most of what was left in the mug went on the rug (oh great) and an old mailing envelope. I found a dot of coffee (so far) on a scrap piece of white aida. Whew.
Brian decided to move his childhood desk into the bathroom in the basement. He has some attachment to a rather ugly piece of furniture. It doesn’t look right in there. The reason he moved it is that I want to set up a big table for crafting in a finished room we have. The problem is the room is loaded with junk-mostly old toys! So he just pulled the desk out and everything fell over. I sure hope I can use the room and my allergies won’t get the best of me. I can at least start projects down there and store my gifts on the table. I can’t have them in my small bedroom anymore.
Brian had on the funeral service for Gerald Ford earlier. One funeral was enough for me in one week. I wonder if Kathie Lee and Frank Gifford were there as they were pals with the Fords? Katie Couric and another reporter were saying that Ford and Jimmy Carter were friends too. I didn’t know that.

The ABC’s of me -nabbed from Barbara’s blog, Mainly Stitching.
A – Available or single?:
Married a long time : )
B – Best Friend?:
Bri as male, Mom as female
C – Cake or pie?:
Devil’s food cake with white icing or
yellow cake with chocolate icing
D – Drink of choice?:
Always brewed iced tea with lemon and the pink stuff
E – Essential item I use every day:
My computer.
F – Favorite color?:
Aquamarine
G – Gummy Bears or Gummy Worms?:
Neither-bad for my crowns
H – Hometown?:
Media, PA
I – Indulgence?:
A box of chocolates I make last a few months
or gift moola that I can blow in on anything
J – January or February?:
February because of Valentine’s Day
K – Kids and names?:
Sean Matthew
M – Marriage date?:
April 14, 1984
N – Number of siblings?:
3 brothers
O – Oranges or apples:
Apples all the way
P – Phobias or fears?:
Big spiders, low laying snakes
Q – Favorite quote:
Take it one day at a time.
R – Reasons to smile:
A funny show or movie that tickles me and whoever is watching it. Giving a gift someone really loves.
S – Season:
Spring.
T – Tag 3 or 4 people:
Anyone who reads this and wants to try it.
U – Unknown fact about me:
I couldn’t hardly type before we got a computer in ’93.
V – Vegetable you don’t like:
okra
W – Worst habit:
Procrastination-but I usually do whatever I am holding off doing.
X – X-Rays?:
Had a few
Y – Your favorite food?:
Chocolate or lobster
Z – Zodiac sign?: Scorpio

Sep29

‘If’ Meme of the day

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IF you were to describe your life right now as a hallway with six closed doors, what signs would you put on the three doors that you want to open, and on the three doors that you want to keep locked?
The three doors I want to open and keep opened are-‘Love’, ‘Family’ and ‘Creativity’. The doors I want to keep locked are ‘Past Hurts’, ‘Ignorance’ and ‘Prejudice’.
There are lots of other doors that I would like to open and keep locked, believe me! I thought these were really important. So many people live their lives based on things that happened to them in the past. They didn’t use them as learning tools for the future. For myself, I have kept past hurts locked for a long time and when my grandmom died four years ago, that darn door got opened a bit. But the ‘past hurt’ had lots of ‘love’ from my grandmom in there. What happened was when I was little (about 2-3), I slept on a cot in the hallway instead of in a bedroom. My brother had come along a year after me and took my crib. Instead of putting me in with my grandmom, they stuck me in the hallway at the top of the stairs! I could have fallen down the stairs. Was my father such a brute, my mom and grandmom had no say? Anyway, I would wait until my father turned off the light over my head and sneak into the bed with my grandmom who made me feel safe. Lots of time my father would come in and pull me out of the bed and throw me on the cot again. No wonder I am a light sleeper to this day.