Category Archives: life in general

Just Keep Swimming

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For the thirtymillionth time this week, “just keep swimming,” is in my head. It’s August and that means summer is officially over. Not that we have much summer here, in Crazyville.

Coach is off, but he gets pretty tired of being “off” after about a month and the Cheerleader is back at daily workouts and practices after the 4th of July. So, we stay pretty busy even when we’re not so busy. Our normal “not so busy” looks like a lot of other families’ super busy. #sportslife

Margaret Thatcher and The Boy have both asked to play soccer this fall, the Cheerleader’s booked us up every evening but Saturdays, and of course Coach practically lives at the school now.

So. Hi.

My last post was right before the election. And then THAT happened. I am still so speechless at the utter circus in the White House right now, I don’t even know where to start.

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I started Camp Gladiator and I’m already down a pant size. But, more importantly, I realized this morning I can’t remember the last time I took Advil in the evening because I was achy and creaky from sitting in my chair all day at work; carrying all that stress in the back of my neck or back. Work is still a barrel of monkeys every day, but I no longer dread feeling like I’ve been drop kicked in the face every night.

I’m also using my standing desk more often, drinking less coffee/more water, and making myself leave the office and go home for lunch.

Ah, work. Still a great job. Still love what I do, love the team, love what we’re accomplishing. This is the Empire Strikes Back part of the project so we’re all working really hard, feeling like we’re not exactly getting anywhere, but it’s just a plateau. We’ll push through and then we’ll be back off to the races. We’ll work it out.

I feel myself coming to a bit of a crossroads with work. There is so much still to do/build/accomplish. But the past few months have felt like a total grind and I’m really missing building, training, and COMMUNICATING. I have done this work thing in this brain, and with this heart long enough to know that communication and training other people how to communicate is where my passion is. In the words of Tigger, “it’s what Tiggers do best!” As important as pulling and analyzing metrics IS and as much as I’m 100% committed to what I’m doing RIGHTNOWDONTLOSESIGHTOFTHISPROJECT, I know I’m going to have to get back to training/communicating or I will begin to atrophy those muscles I’ve worked so hard to build over an almost 20 year career. God did not create me to be a Commander type for nothing.

Since my last post, I promoted to Director with Thirty-One Gifts. Something I don’t post much about here, but it’s become a really important part of my life. I truly feel part of something with Thirty-One that I don’t have anywhere else. Yes, it’s one more thing to do, but it’s as much part of my day as coffee.

 

I’m certain there’s more. But, this is a lot in one update. For my friends who follow me on facebook, none of this is news, but I miss writing (see my bit above about not creating content).

Later, gators.

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put your shades on, turn       up the music, &        DEAL WITH IT. 

 

 

 

 

 

Christmas is over – thank goodness!

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*whew* Thank goodness that’s over! 

Christmas IS my favorite time of year.  It is an amazing opportunity to rest, recharge and reconnect with family and friends.  It is a time to celebrate the birth of our Savior.  It is a time to enjoy good food, the cutest decorations of the year and PRESENTS!  *giggle*  (sorry, channeling my inner 9-year old)

Monday we go back to work; the kids are back Wednesday.  On one hand, I’m ready to go back.  The kids are getting stir crazy with only boring mommy & daddy for entertainment.  And mommy needs something to do all day but pick up KIX cereal and bananas off the floor. 

On the other hand, I love being home.  This is the only time of year I see so much of everybody.  During our regularly scheduled craziness, there just isn’t time to sit on the couch and watch a movie together, or play a playstation game together unless we schedule it. 

Munchkin is sitting on the couch, practicing her cursive in a notebook.  She’s ready to go back too.  She’s excited and curious to meet her new math/homeroom teacher.  She’s been reading like a true crazy-viller. 

Princess Crybaby is currently wearing her coat.  Not that we’re leaving; she just wants to wear it.  She’s got her cup in her hand and she’s dragging her ride-on whateveritscalled around.  We should have gotten her a wagon. 

Coach is playing his online game.  He’s like a level 75 super-hunter.  I am a wimpy little level 22 (almost 23). 

And yours truly is sitting on the couch, touching her blog for the first time since…well, before Christmas.

So, while I’m glad the cooking, endless cleaning (because you never know who’s coming over) and wrapping and cleaning up presents is over, it’s been simply heavenly to rest and recharge. 

Tonight is New Year’s Eve.  As a family, we are setting goals tonight.  Wellness, family time, and whatever else we think of.  More on that later. 

For now, toodles!

I Believe! (Devotional)

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Passage Romans 10:8-17
Prayer
Dear Father,May the word of Christ always be on my lips and in my heart. May I make known to everyone in every place that Jesus is Lord and that you have raised him from the dead. Remind me continually that I have no cause to be ashamed of my faith.Grant not only that I myself should believe but that I should also become partners with others in sending them to proclaim the Good News to the world.Thank you that Christ is preached. Thank you for the belief you have put into my heart. Thank you for the salvation that comes from this.In Jesus’ name. Amen. http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/hl-devos-pwp/~3/Bi0gG-F-nI8/pwp.pl #Bible http://j.mp/hSqMD9

It’s been a really hectic few months and my blogging has slowed down to a crawl.

I need to blog about Annie, the recent show I was just in. I need to give an update on the never-ending adventure in parenting.  You get the picture.

For this morning, though, I really connected with this devotion and thought I’d share.

It is my prayer my words and actions would always reflect Christ. I know they don’t but that is the sweet promise of the cross;  despite our countless failings, we can rest safe in the arms of Redemption.

Have a great day! Be blessed!

So tired of sneezing!

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Something blew in a few days ago and I’ve been sneezing and congested ever since.  It’s AWFUL.  Half the folks in my office are hacking and coughing.  UGH. 

Thank goodness for

In other news, it’s FRIDAY and I’ve managed to blog almost every day this week.  That’s quite an accomplishment after such a long dry spell.  I think, like my friend Sarah, fb and twitter have taken over my life and I can only think in 140 characters at a time. 

We have our 4D sonogram TOMORROW!  I am so excited, I can hardly sit still.  Knowing that tomorrow afternoon, we’ll see our little someone’s face just takes my breath away. 

I hope she’s in an accomodating mood and we get to see good pictures.  She’s usually pretty active in the afternoons so that’ll be even better! 

I know I need to do more packing and finish boxing up Munchkin’s room.  Maybe I’ll do some of that tonight.  I’ve taken most everything off her walls and I’ll get Dad to take her bed apart. 

Working on moving utilities but the house is so new, nobody can find the address…  URGH.

hoping for platinum

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So, today is the first day of my annual conference.  I go to one professional development event a year.  While I’m there, I enter a few things into Star Awards.  Last year, we won a Best of Category for our new identity package and several gold and silver stars.  This year, I entered our communication audit for a Platinum Award – the highest award category.  I think we have a good chance – the audit was solidly researched, thoroughly executed and we took the results and DID something with them – lots of somethings, actually. 

I’m so excited!  I hope we win!!!  Boy wouldn’t that be nice affirmation of my work.  HA.  Who says PR is the appendix of a school district?  Sorry, I’m digressing….

In addition to Star Awards, I’m looking forward to some of the sessions.  I’m not staying at the hotel this year because it’s in Austin.  It seemed silly to budget that other $500 for a hotel when it’s so close. 

I’m hungry.  You ever get that feeling suddenly, out of the blue?  I think I’ll go scrounge up some vittles. 

Matt is sick so I’m letting him sleep in. 

This post is all over the place! 

Munchkin is at her Nana’s house for the long weekend. 

ok, i’m going to eat something now.

gross

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I reached a whole new low today.  Or, it could be seen as a triumph because I didn’t wreck the car while I was trying not to puke.  *sigh*

Maybe it was left over disgust at the game last night.  Boy, what a disappointment.  The boys just stopped fighting for it.  We should have won that game. 

On a funny note, at half time (score was 0-0 and it had been a thrilling first half), Coach Monsen (athletic director) called me and asked how my blood pressure was holding up.  *laugh*  I’d tell Matt but he’s not in a mood to receive it with any sense of humor.  He takes a loss so hard.  I wish there was something I could do to encourage him but this is one of those things he’s just got to work through.  It’s what makes him such a great coach. 

Well, I’d better get at it.  Several piles on my desk screaming at me this morning.  *sigh*

only tuesday…really?

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It’s been a full week already and it’s only Tuesday!  It feels like I’m trying to compress about three days into each day.  I know that’s because I’m trying to get as much done before I go out of town for my conference but gee willakers!!  (yes, I really said that)

Life is good.  Other than feeling like a seasick monkey every morning (ok, I don’t know about the monkey part but seasick is definitely right), I’m feeling great and really looking forward to our next doctor’s appointment. 

Soccer season is going well.  The boys have won all but one district game. 

Family life is good.  I can’t WAIT to get out of our apartment.  When we moved in, they were nice and quiet.  Not so much any more.  And, I’m tired of carpet and climbing stairs and having no storage space and a galley kitchen not fit for somebody who cooks and…. well, you get the picture.

Well, I’m off to another meeting.

only tuesday…really?

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It’s been a full week already and it’s only Tuesday!  It feels like I’m trying to compress about three days into each day.  I know that’s because I’m trying to get as much done before I go out of town for my conference but gee willakers!!  (yes, I really said that)

Life is good.  Other than feeling like a seasick monkey every morning (ok, I don’t know about the monkey part but seasick is definitely right), I’m feeling great and really looking forward to our next doctor’s appointment. 

Soccer season is going well.  The boys have won all but one district game. 

Family life is good.  I can’t WAIT to get out of our apartment.  When we moved in, they were nice and quiet.  Not so much any more.  And, I’m tired of carpet and climbing stairs and having no storage space and a galley kitchen not fit for somebody who cooks and…. well, you get the picture.

Well, I’m off to another meeting.

projects

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So, I’m working on a project.  A forty-week (give or take) long project.  I’m 10 weeks and 4 days along and so far so good.  Ok, enough subtlety…I’m pregnant! 

Of course, I’m delighted.  I feel great.  SO much different than last time.

When the baby is born, I will drop to part time at work.  I’m delighted.  Really, it’s the best of both worlds.  I’ll get a little grown-up time (and income) AND I’ll be there for the vast majority of Baby’s days. 

Munchkin is thrilled. 

We had our new OB two weeks ago and the baby was wiggling on the screen – what a joy!  Everything looks really good, says the doc, so we are very optimistic that we’ll get to meet our new little boy or girl in September. 

*laugh* 

Yes, I said September.  Does this sound familiar?  Munchkin’s birthday is the 6th and my due date is the 3rd.  Gotta love summer pregnancies.  (well, at least I know what to expect!)

In other family news, we’re going to Disney World when school is out, before Munchkin leaves for her dad’s house.  I am so excited, I hardly know how to act.  LOL  I’ve got my travel books and munchkin and I poured over maps today when I went to her school for lunch.  I can’t wait!

It’s raining.  I need a nap.  I’m jealous of the cats who, undoubtedly, are curled up on my soft bed or on my soft couches, sleeping.  Lazy fluffballs, those two. 

Have a lovely Monday afternoon, y’all.

projects

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So, I’m working on a project.  A forty-week (give or take) long project.  I’m 10 weeks and 4 days along and so far so good.  Ok, enough subtlety…I’m pregnant! 

Of course, I’m delighted.  I feel great.  SO much different than last time.

When the baby is born, I will drop to part time at work.  I’m delighted.  Really, it’s the best of both worlds.  I’ll get a little grown-up time (and income) AND I’ll be there for the vast majority of Baby’s days. 

Munchkin is thrilled. 

We had our new OB two weeks ago and the baby was wiggling on the screen – what a joy!  Everything looks really good, says the doc, so we are very optimistic that we’ll get to meet our new little boy or girl in September. 

*laugh* 

Yes, I said September.  Does this sound familiar?  Munchkin’s birthday is the 6th and my due date is the 3rd.  Gotta love summer pregnancies.  (well, at least I know what to expect!)

In other family news, we’re going to Disney World when school is out, before Munchkin leaves for her dad’s house.  I am so excited, I hardly know how to act.  LOL  I’ve got my travel books and munchkin and I poured over maps today when I went to her school for lunch.  I can’t wait!

It’s raining.  I need a nap.  I’m jealous of the cats who, undoubtedly, are curled up on my soft bed or on my soft couches, sleeping.  Lazy fluffballs, those two. 

Have a lovely Monday afternoon, y’all.

when a pink butterfly is actually a wake-up call.

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Tonight, in the mall, we passed by a man, dressed as a clown, selling balloon animals and flowers.  We were on our way to Santa so I told Munchkin we’d come back on the way out.  WE went to see Santa, secured our annual cute (but overpriced) pictures with the jolly Elf and headed back.  Wanting to be true to my word, we stopped at the balloon man and Munchkin began to look at the different choices. 

Initially, she chose a little black mouse.  I second-guessed her and asked if she wouldn’t rather pick a different color so he could draw on it too.  She ended up choosing a pink butterfly; something totally different from her original choice.  The man with the balloons looked me dead in the eye and said, “in my experience, when they are able to make a sound decision, it is best to back away and let them.  After all, one of these days she’ll bring home a boy you don’t like.” 

I was a little put off by a man, dressed as a clown, handing out unsolicited parenting advice. 

She took her pink butterfly and we moved on in the mall.  I think she held it about 10 seconds before handing it to us to hold.  Just like that, this little thing she’d been so excited about before was relegated to a forgotten thing in a bag.  I think it’s still in the car. 

So, here I am, at 3:30am feeling convicted about what the man said and wondering at what point decisions like picking the “right” balloon animal became so important as to merit input from her mother. 

Looking at this event, while minor and probably gone from Munchkin’s consciousness, it echoes other events and times when my “help” may have been more of a hindrance than good.  It may be a bit of a parents’ prerogative to be heavy-handed from time to time but tonight smacked of that type of helicopter parenting I despise. 

Did I hurt Munchkin tonight with my meddling?  No, of course not.  It was a two dollar balloon butterfly.  But, could my meddling hurt Munchkin in the long run if I do not establish more consistent boundaries for my guidance – quite possibly.  We certainly see the spoiled, helpless, nearing-adult children at the high school who are direct results of heavy-handed “mommy knows best” parenting. 

Lord, forgive me for straying too close to a type of parent I don’t want to be.  Forgive me for butting in on a decision that should have been Munchkin’s alone.  Help me set consistent expectations for Munchkin, give her the right tools and God-centered guidance and then back away so she can make her own decisions.  Help me have discernment to know when she needs my input and when she can make choices on her own.  Thank you for people bold enough to admonish a total stranger.  Amen.

So, what are my expectations for Munchkin? 

  1. Be safe at all times. (thanks Mom)
  2. Do your very best at school.
  3. Be respectful of adults.
  4. Be kind to others.

How will I help her meet those expectations?

  1. Keep up my commitment to previewing what she watches on TV to make sure it’s giving her messages that are consistent with our expectations for her behavior.  While the Disney channel shows she has begun watching are entertaining and G-rated, I don’t know if they reinforce the messages we are trying to send.  I will talk to Munchkin and those shows will be off the playlist for a while.
  2. Renew my commitment to spending quality time with Munchkin every day; reading, playing, and just spending time with the coolest kid in the world.
  3. Create an environment where it is safe to make bad decisions, learn from them and make good decisions the next time.
  4. Let myself off the hook because I’m still learning too and am bound to make mistakes. 

cold, rainy, dreary

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It’s cold and soggy and COLD.  LOL

Actually, it’s really NOT that cold – it’s just wet so it feels colder.  Still, it would be a good night for a fire but, of course, I ran out of logs for the fire this weekend and didn’t pick any up so….. no fire tonight. 

My hair hurts.  It’s been in a bun most of the afternoon and the weight is beginning to pull a little.  how odd – my hair hasn’t been long enough for that in a very long time. 

A lot of Christmas shopping is already finished so I feel a certain sense of satisfaction.  I also know, though, that I’ll continue to to “graze” (shop) right up until the big day.  I still have to shop for Matt and my mother and my secret family member (not tellin’), a gift for the office xmas thing and my mentee. 

Still not sure if we’re doing the whole Christmas card thing this year.  I’d really like to but gosh I am still working on thank you notes from the wedding!  YIKES!  I swear I’ll get all of them done over the holiday – we just haven’t had a spare moment.  *sigh* 

I guess we’ll be doing well to get a christmas card done…  Maybe we’ll do those little picture cards from wal-mart.  Hmmm.. We have to take a picture for the soccer program – maybe we can double up and do Christmas too – it’ll just be an outfit change…  LOL

Family.  Gotta love it.

SO ready for the holidays

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Ready for a little time away.  

On another note, I’m renting a carpet cleaner today and I’m going to clean the house if it takes all night.  I want the carpet clean before the new furniture is delivered and I want the house in order before we decorate for Christmas. 

 

return to the blogosphere

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Life gets so busy, sometimes it’s hard to find time to put two words together (that aren’t related somehow to work). 

Life in Crazyville is good.  Busy, but very good.  Some days I feel totally covered up by all the obligations that claim my time but, in the midst, is a quiet happy that surrounds our little family. 

I think we’re beginning to settle into a routine of family and, while it is very busy all. the. time, we enjoy the time we have together immensely and there is a lot of laughter. 

Munchkin has begun acting like an “OMGosh, Mooooooooooom” age girl.  She’s very independent and opinionated and, while that’s the kind of strength that will help her later in life, it’s pretty teeth-gritting right now.  Molding that strong will promises to be a challenge but certainly one I’m up for. 

She is a delight (when she’s not rolling her eyes).  She’s reading and she loves school.  Her teacher is young and lively but she’s got a lot of experience.  I love her.  She’s firm without being harsh and I think Munchkin’s in love with her.  (which makes life oh-so-much-easier)

Ah, work.  Work is good.  NUTZO – all. the. time.  You know, I like job security but somedays it’s a bit much even for me.  Don’t get me wrong – we’re making incredible progress and I love my job.  Really.  I do have one of the coolest jobs in the district; if I say so myself. 

Well, the coolest job in the district summons me.  Back to it. 

later, gators.

Home today

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Munchkin woke up achy, with a fever, this morning.  So, we’re home.  Now, my nose itches and I’ve sneezed about 100 times!  You’d think I was the one who was sick!

Now, she’s coloring in a workbook and I’m sitting here, sniffling – wishing I could go back to bed.  HRMPH

I’ve decided “Yo Gabba Gabba” is quite possibly the MOST annoying show I’ve ever watched.  I know that’s random. 

Oswald is on Noggin and I think this is a dreary show, too.  LOL 

Going for more coffee….

some people

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Sometimes you wonder if people truly have nothing better to do than say snarky things to others.  I mean, can’t we be adults?  I think my fascination with the high school comes, in part, with the realization that MOST of the adults I know aren’t MUCH more refined and mature than some of these 16-18 year olds.  Sheesh.  GROW UP.

Nothing in particular.  I listened to a man so full of his own self-righteousness today until my head hurt.  I watched another person posture on a platform; more interested in being seen than SEEING.  And another person strike out in the hopes of wounding another just for the sake of doing it. 

Well, anyways.  Enough time spent on people who waste their energy being hateful.  I will NOT allow it to spoil my joy. 

There was a glimmer of hope today.  I’ve recently encountered a character in my daily travels that has captured my attention.  I can see potential behind his facade of apathy.  Lots of it.  Maybe I’m a fool to hope (there’s that word again) but it’s a foolishness I’ll take any day to hopelessness.  Well, I checked on him today and I think he was surprised to see me.  Suprised maybe that I really do care?  Maybe it’s too early to go that far.  I’ll keep at it, though, just to see what happens. 

Yes, I’m being vague.  I can do that.  *laugh*

Good night, friends.

short sentences

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I need a nap.

Work is good.

Munchkin is getting taller by the moment.

I need a bulldozer to dig out of the paper in my office.

I’m in love.

I’m hungry.

 

I think that about covers it.  *laugh*

Happy Wednesday!

the saga that is dating

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Not too many details – I’ve been to busy to really think about it.  Have had a few very nice encounters and I’ve made some new friends but nothing yet that makes my heart sing. 

I feel guilty even entertaining any ideas right now because I’m so busy.  The nature of my work is project based.  That’s the mind-set I get in and, unfortunately, it spills over into my personal life as well.  I see this dating thing as a kind of project.  While there aren’t set deadlines (the kind of project I hate – I’m a structure kind of girl), there certainly are goals and objectives to be met.  And, like the open records act, once a step has been taken, the clock begins to tick before the step becomes stale and disintegrates.  I just haven’t had any energy left over to really pursue anything. 

The good thing is that I’m not stressed about it.  I figure I’ll have time one of these days.  Maybe he’ll show up in one of the stacks of paper I’m always shifting around on my desk. 

*laugh*

(hey, at least I can laugh about it, right??)

Moving Day

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The furniture movers came yesterday and they were FAST!  They were really nice and they were really careful with our furniture.  I can honestly say it was the smoothest move I’ve done in a very long time.  Today, K and I finished up with “little stuff” and the art.  Golly, man, all that “little stuff” worked out to be 7 more boxes that, had I done just a little less watching out the window and more packing, the movers would have moved for me yesterday.  Nevertheless, we got it done.  I have one more trip to the old house planned tomorrow, to pick up the paper and bring my hanging clothes. 

For reasons that continue to baffle human understanding, the person formally known as “J” (not my brother) has been banished from our universe – never to return.  I will spare you the gory details but, in short, I made a very disturbing discovery on Thursday that precipitated a complete severance. 

Anyway.  It’s not like there was much to go on anyway – he’d been gone 15 months and we “dated” sporadically prior to his departure.  He never met my family and for that singular reason, they never liked him.  Fair enough. 

My brother said the entire saga with he who must not be named is like a really long historical novel.  You spend a lot of time on this really indepth story that appears to be at least partially based on true events.  But you get to the end and it’s crappy.  (well, he used another word but you get the point.)  Rather than get really bummed out about a fictional story, you put the book back up on the shelf and go get you another book. 

*laugh*  So, I guess I’m single.  *sigh*  Whatever. 

The move was good.  Hardest work I’ve done in a VERY long time.  I’m already getting sore.  Tomorrow, I’m going to be hating life.  *laugh* 

Goodnight, friends. 

Has it really been a year?

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I’m sitting here, watching these amateurs sing their hearts out on this show called, “Bathroom Divas.”  These are amateurs who want to be opera singers.  Some have lots of training, others – NONE.  They are going through something called Opera Boot Camp; three-weeks of intensive vocal and dramatic training.  I’m enjoying it immensely and then it hits me, oh my gosh – it’s been a year since I sang.  A year.  We opened “She Loves Me” a year ago this weekend.  And I’ve been quiet since then. 

*sigh*

What a Horrible Weekend

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About 10 days ago, Mom started complaining of sore throat, aches, fever, etc… Classic flu symptoms. Fast forward several days to Monday. She’s been ill and in bed all weekend. Monday night a family friend calls and says that she has gone to the ER, that she’s gotten dehydrated and is in a lot of pain from the flu and from coughing. Turns out she also has bronchitis.

Here is the first bump in our story. Mom is allergic to codeine (this I don’t know at this point). While she’s there, they give her some kind of sedative (don’t know what b/c I wasn’t there) and several prescriptions. The next morning, I drop her Rx off at Target on my way to work – I barely gave them a passing glance. Mom picked them up herself later that day.

Turns out, they prescribed Pfenigren WITH CODEINE and Vicodin. By Friday, she is having some really weird side effects. Saturday morning (my birthday), I’m feeling pretty rotten from this cough and so I’m planning on staying in bed. She came over and was all shaky and anxious. It was almost like she was having a panic attack. That’s when it hit me that she had taken Pfenigren. It’s got some really nasty possible side effects and it sent up a big red flag. I told her NOT to take that anymore and to drink LOTS of fluids and try and sleep that off.

By Saturday night, she wasn’t any better and was getting, in fact, worse. So, we go back to the ER. It was at this point, during the interview with the triage nurse that I discovered that she was allergic to codeine. They had it on their screen from when she was there Monday night. THEY KNEW SHE WAS ALLERGIC TO CODEINE AND GAVE IT TO HER ANYWAY and she’d been taking it three days. I FLIPPED out. This visit, they gave her Valium and that seemed to settle her down. After a grueling six hour visit to the ER, they sent her home to sleep it off – several more prescriptions in hand to “deal with” the vertigo, dizziness and nausea – one of which being Reglan – which, come to find out, can cause pretty severe tremors… 

She slept all day yesterday but was pretty agitated last night when I went to check on her. She woke up this morning and her tremors were uncontrollable. She drove herself into the ER again (I could have choked her for taking such a stupid risk) and told them NOT to send her home until they’d figured out what this was.

She called me about 3pm and said that they wanted to send her to a PSYCH unit b/c they thought the combination of meds had caused an imbalance in her brain which brought on the anxiety and tremors. I completely vetoed that decision b/c I knew this was a MEDICAL problem; not a psych problem.

I dragged my sick butt out of bed, downed some Tylenol Cough & Sore Throat (best stuff EVER folks), got dressed like I was going to work and headed to battle. They were going to admit her whether they liked it or not and I was ready to fight about it. They broke her now FIX IT DAMN IT.

I told Mother not to let them give her anything else and to not make any more decisions until I got there.

Long story short (too late, I know), they admitted her. At first, the doctor didn’t want to give her anything to treat the tremors and said he felt like she was having an onset of a panic disorder.  I had to argue with the neurologist assigned to her that she didn’t just SUDDENLY have a nervous breakdown and I wasn’t buying a totally coincidental sudden onset of PARKINSON’S symptoms, thank you very much. I told him that frankly I wasn’t at all interested in his hesitation to treat my mother as a case of over-medication and I wasn’t having it. That it was my job to make sure her care is as thorough and expedient as possible. This neurologist has a very good reputation and I know he knows what he’s doing. I also know he didn’t want to get involved in a potential situation where he was implicating fault in another doctor for prescribing a drug my mother’s chart CLEARLY indicated she’s allergic to. I told him that as long as he did his job, he didn’t have anything to worry about. Fix it – we’ll worry about how this happened later.

He finally agreed to put her on fluids and give her something to combat the tremors. He told the nurse (after I’d left) that he felt her situation was a combination of anxiety and over-medication but that the latter probably triggered the former. I guess it was as much as he was willing to admit.

When I left her an hour ago, she was just about asleep.  They are going to at least keep her overnight, push lots of fluids and keep her medicated to combat the tremors.  I’ll go back over there tomorrow but I’m not going to let them get rid of her until these tremors have stopped.  I don’t want her at home, alone, if she’s still experiencing these symptoms.  NO WAY. 

Ugh. What a horrible weekend. 

One Day

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I remember thinking to myself that it seemed silly to go back to work only one day this week and then have a weekend.  Why not give us one more long weekend and then start from go on Monday? 

Yesterday was the loooooooooooooongest day of my life.  I was so out of “shape” per se that it was good I didn’t have another four days to look forward to.  I’ve become accustomed to sitting in my pjs until 10am, laying on the couch and playing PS2 while Munchkin sleeps and, lastly, staying up all hours of the night. 

The alarm went off at 5:45, just like it always does, and I felt like somebody turned car headlights on in my head.  AAAHH, the racket!!

It was a good day at work – I think I accomplished quite a few things for my first day back.  Several things were tabled though until my boss and her assistant get back.  Since I don’t have one, I rely on her assistant (my boss’s) to help me with small things.

But, of the things I could get done, I finished them.  I’ll have full demo sets of the new printed pieces next week and I’ll start putting together formal presentations for the Board meeting.  I also have another Leadership Temple day next week.  Blah.  I guess I need to give some thought to my section of our team project soon.  (there are just so many other things to think about…)

I think today is going to be a day to take some of the Christmas decorations down.  We’re leaving the tree, stockings and nativity up until J comes home.  He can open his gifts when he gets back.  That means we have to take down all the garland, lights, centerpieces, cabinet knob decorations, christmas dishes, flowers, candles and advent wreath. 

I want to work on a calendar to count down the days but I don’t know what day he’s coming home, do I?  That sneaky thing thinks he is going to surprise me.  I told him to be ready to do CPR because I will probably have a heart attack.  I still have an idea of a ballpark time, though….  Maybe I’ll just arbitrarily pick a date and count down to it.  Kind of like a due date.  It’s more a guess than anything else anyway – you never REALLY know when that baby will show up.  *snicker*

Ok, quick CD review.  “Dreaming Out Loud” by OneRepublic is a really great album.  They sound like a combination of several other bands – they’ve got some Coldplay, some Maroon 5 and others of that style.  And, I have to say that I like the arrangement of “Apologize” with Timbaland better than the original.   I like the extra effects they added.  *grin*  “Come Home” is a sweet song that captures a lot of the melancholy anybody who is far away from one they love feels.  “All We Are” has a line in the chorus that I just LOVE: We won’t say our goodbyes/we know it’s better that way.  We won’t break, we won’t die/it’s just a moment of change.  I downloaded it from Amazon – you can buy and download the albums online now.  LOVE IT!!!   

We booked our trip to New Jersey for Spring Break.  *laugh*  Not exactly a spring break destination, you might think?  Well, Munchkin is going to see her daddy and his family for spring break and Mom and I are flying her up there.  While she plays with them, Mom and I are going to spend four days in Manhattan!  We’ve decided not to try and see a bunch of shows b/c we’d easily spend all our money on show tickets and there are so many other things to see.  I want to see Wicked but those tickets are going for $140/EACH so I don’t see how that will be possible.  But, that’s A-Ok.  There is LOTS to see without spending a lot of $$.  It’ll be fun.  And the pictures! 

Y’all have a wonderful weekend!

One Day

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I remember thinking to myself that it seemed silly to go back to work only one day this week and then have a weekend.  Why not give us one more long weekend and then start from go on Monday? 

Yesterday was the loooooooooooooongest day of my life.  I was so out of “shape” per se that it was good I didn’t have another four days to look forward to.  I’ve become accustomed to sitting in my pjs until 10am, laying on the couch and playing PS2 while Munchkin sleeps and, lastly, staying up all hours of the night. 

The alarm went off at 5:45, just like it always does, and I felt like somebody turned car headlights on in my head.  AAAHH, the racket!!

It was a good day at work – I think I accomplished quite a few things for my first day back.  Several things were tabled though until my boss and her assistant get back.  Since I don’t have one, I rely on her assistant (my boss’s) to help me with small things.

But, of the things I could get done, I finished them.  I’ll have full demo sets of the new printed pieces next week and I’ll start putting together formal presentations for the Board meeting.  I also have another Leadership Temple day next week.  Blah.  I guess I need to give some thought to my section of our team project soon.  (there are just so many other things to think about…)

I think today is going to be a day to take some of the Christmas decorations down.  We’re leaving the tree, stockings and nativity up until J comes home.  He can open his gifts when he gets back.  That means we have to take down all the garland, lights, centerpieces, cabinet knob decorations, christmas dishes, flowers, candles and advent wreath. 

I want to work on a calendar to count down the days but I don’t know what day he’s coming home, do I?  That sneaky thing thinks he is going to surprise me.  I told him to be ready to do CPR because I will probably have a heart attack.  I still have an idea of a ballpark time, though….  Maybe I’ll just arbitrarily pick a date and count down to it.  Kind of like a due date.  It’s more a guess than anything else anyway – you never REALLY know when that baby will show up.  *snicker*

Ok, quick CD review.  “Dreaming Out Loud” by OneRepublic is a really great album.  They sound like a combination of several other bands – they’ve got some Coldplay, some Maroon 5 and others of that style.  And, I have to say that I like the arrangement of “Apologize” with Timbaland better than the original.   I like the extra effects they added.  *grin*  “Come Home” is a sweet song that captures a lot of the melancholy anybody who is far away from one they love feels.  “All We Are” has a line in the chorus that I just LOVE: We won’t say our goodbyes/we know it’s better that way.  We won’t break, we won’t die/it’s just a moment of change.  I downloaded it from Amazon – you can buy and download the albums online now.  LOVE IT!!!   

We booked our trip to New Jersey for Spring Break.  *laugh*  Not exactly a spring break destination, you might think?  Well, Munchkin is going to see her daddy and his family for spring break and Mom and I are flying her up there.  While she plays with them, Mom and I are going to spend four days in Manhattan!  We’ve decided not to try and see a bunch of shows b/c we’d easily spend all our money on show tickets and there are so many other things to see.  I want to see Wicked but those tickets are going for $140/EACH so I don’t see how that will be possible.  But, that’s A-Ok.  There is LOTS to see without spending a lot of $$.  It’ll be fun.  And the pictures! 

Y’all have a wonderful weekend!

Flu Fighter

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Our district is offering the Flu Mist to our kids and campus staff, trying to fight off the rampant absenteeism that happens this time of year.  They were at Kiddo’s school yesterday.  When I asked her about it after school, she looked at me very seriously and said, “well, I didn’t like it but it didn’t hurt.”  *grin*

I went and had mine today and I concur with Munchkin.  I didn’t like having something squirted in my nose but it is a heck of a lot better than a shot ANYDAY. 

I have no idea when I’m going to have time to Christmas shop this year.  There are just too many things to do and never enough time to do them.  I wanted to have an open house party too but that’s sure not going to happen. 

It seems like all I do is whine about how busy I am and how I feel like I never really get anything done.  Why is that?? 

*sigh*

Earning those lines

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You know the phrase, “earning my stripes?” I think it actually means circles and lines – wrinkles and under-eye shadows from a lack of sleep.

I guess I’ve been in a funk. I’m feeling more calm today and that’s been a nice change. I certainly hadn’t intended on staying in a funk for a couple of WEEKS but I guess that’s where I’ve been.

Work is killing me. I love it but it’s a little more than I can handle some days. I am carrying the workload of two or three of me. It’s probably no more than everybody else around here – the difference is that I don’t have an assistant.

Yes, I’m whining.

So, work is crazy (as usual) but I did get the yard mowed last weekend. Yes, you read that right – I mowed the yard. It wasn’t that bad, actually. Except for the fact that I had to sweat, it was quite nice walking back and forth in my yard. Gave my legs a nice little workout. *laugh*

Munchkin’s getting bigger and smarter and mouthier by the day. Actually, she’s not that bad. It’s that she’s so smart and she’s surrounded by kids who are growing up being allowed to mouth off to adults so she’s trying it out. Too bad for Munchkin.

Well, my 2pm meeting is here so I’d better quit for now. Is it time for vacation yet? fridaynightgirl could use a sabbatical. I thought about pulling the site down for a while but can’t stand the thought of being away. I miss writing. That’s my pre-new year’s resolution – get back to the blog like the “good old days” before I was “district spokesperson.”

*sigh*

The Benefits of Messiness?

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According to THIS St Louis Post-Dispatch article, there may be benefits to being messy.

I found this article interesting and certainly validating because, hey, sometimes things just pile up. Especially working all day and then having church, community, events at work and then the play vying for my time. But, as I’ve talked about here, a tidy house just makes me feel better. Things are straight and orderly. The house may not always be uber-clean but stuff is put away, cabinets have been wiped down and the floors have been swept. *sigh* Ah, happiness.

What do you think? I’m interested in your opinions on the article. Go read it and then come back here and leave your comments.

Yes, I’m a dork. I know. Hey, every once in a while it’s nice to de-lurk.. Don’t you agree? After all, it is still National DeLurking Week (who made that “National” anyway? Probably Google – they are taking over the world.).

ugh…finally

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When the big day arrives and you are too tired to care…that’s me. *grin* Actually, I’m so excited about today being the last day of work for 2006 that I can hardly see straight.

I still have enough to do that I’ll have to come in at least one day during the break to finish it all up. Oh well. I’ll be in jeans or, better yet, my wind pants and tennis shoes. YES!

Tomorrow, I’m taking Munchkin to school and then going home and getting back into bed. *evil laugh* I LOVE IT! Actually, who am I kidding? I’ll have been up and dressed and outside already. I’ll probably end up on the couch getting in my dose of Ratchet & Clank for the day. I just love that game.

Anyhoo. I can’t really say that I won’t be working as I have a postcard to put together and a little work on the website to do over the holiday. But, for the most part, I’m finished. *whew*

Work on memorizing lines for the show is coming along. It’s rather remarkable, actually. I found memorizing the lines for King & I terribly tedious and difficult as it was an exercise in certain futility. Paige was no more going to be sick or otherwise out of commission during that show. I was simply there as insurance. It was a great opportunity to learn the workings of the show, don’t get me wrong but still…. The difference, though, between learning lines in that script versus this one is amazing! I’m hearing the scenes in my head and am remembering more and more in between readings – I’m hardly even trying and the lines seem to just stick! *grin*

Well, I’m going to try and put the postcard together in the couple of hours I have left at work. *sigh*

Spin Cycle

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Did I mention that my washing machine died? Yep. And, naturally, it was when I was already pushing it in the clean clothes department. So, it’s a week later and STILL Dad hasn’t come over to look at it. Now I’m in trouble because I’m down to tshirts and pajama pants. Yeah, I don’t think my Exec. Director would think that was a good decision.

In a move right out of college, I bundled up every piece of clothing I own (practically) and drove our happy butts down to the laundromat. Two hours and $17 later, ALL of our clothes, towels, sheets and blankets are clean. *sigh*

The good news is I think Santa is going to bring us a new (kind of) washing machine before Christmas – make a special delivery – just for us. The better news is that all of the clothes are clean so I don’t mind if it takes a few more days. *grin*

I’m exhausted. Wish me luck tomorrow. If I survive eight meetings before noon, I’ll update after lunch.

zzzzzzzzz… *yawn* g’night.