Sunday, September 24, 2017
Certainly NOT a water babe
Tuesday, June 13, 2017
Sad
A bird died in my hands this morning. I went outside with the dogs around 6am to feed the pond fish and this black bird was on the ground. It tried to dash away. I could tell it couldn't fly. So I picked it up. It was gasping. It was 80 degrees and humid so I assumed it was overheated so I brought it in. I could hear little squeaks in it's chest when it breathed. I put it by the air vent because the air was blowing. Didn't help. Then I wondered if it was hungry because it kind of seemed like a baby bird wanting food. As I was trying one handed to get the bread open, the milk out (to soak the bread) , it's head fell to the side and it died.
I didn't cry, surprisingly. I felt bad though. I wish I could have saved it.
I googled gasping birds and found that it was probably a respiratory ailment.
I told my husband and he says, "I hope it's not the bird flu."
That'd be ironic wouldn't it. Me dying of bird flu instead of this lurking to come out cancer in my tissues......
I didn't cry, surprisingly. I felt bad though. I wish I could have saved it.
I googled gasping birds and found that it was probably a respiratory ailment.
I told my husband and he says, "I hope it's not the bird flu."
That'd be ironic wouldn't it. Me dying of bird flu instead of this lurking to come out cancer in my tissues......
Friday, March 17, 2017
Lucy Sue -Crazy monster dawg from Hell
Okay okay. It needs said. New dawg is weird. She's funny, undisciplined, wild, a nut, silly, disobedient, and I just don't know if she'll ever change.
I sure hope so because she's getting big! She's almost as tall as the other two. Thank God she's weighs only about 60 lbs because she'd be bowling us over. She loves coming from behind and going through our legs. ALL THE TIME. I thought she'd stop once she got bigger but nope. It's quite startling when she does it because since she's coming up behind, we don't see her. I actually think she loves doing it. Makes us laugh and she likes that. She's the most ghetto dog too. If I'm on the recliner she'll jump into my lap in a split second. And she's not delicate about it. I am hoping as she gets heavier she won't do it.
She is so dejected when we discipline her that we just hate to do it, therefore she gets away with a lot. Isn't that how it always is? You discipline the first born kids then the youngest always get away with murder!? Well, that's how it is around here.
If we even look at her funny she thinks she's in trouble, and her ears go back and she gets slinky and she gets into her crate. 85% of the time that she thinks she's in trouble she isn't.
And don't stare at her. She hates it. Freaks OUT! She'll scream, literally SCREAM! if you stare at her too long. It's really funny. So Jeff does it all the time to her. No wonder she's a rebel child.
She loves her crate. By this time the last two were out of theirs all day and roaming while we were at work. Oh no, not her. She even gets into it in the middle of the night. I personally think it because the cat can't get her to beat the shit out of her, but who knows. I can't trust her to be out while we're gone though. She'd destroy everything. All my boots on shelves in the entranceway would be toast. So we're still crating her. We used to crate her at night but don't anymore, she chooses to be in it. The gate on it isn't even locked. She usually sleeps on the couch all night. She does need out once per night and wakes me up with short loud screams. But Stark likes going out then too so it's all good. They go back to sleep (usually her in the crate now) while I end up watching TV for three hours until I fall asleep again. sigh
She's really lovey. Loves kisses and attention. When I look at her and say, "I'm gonna give you some lubbins." she gets all gooey, submissive, and warm just waiting for me to come over to coddle her. But I swear she has ADD because she can't sit still while getting love. She has to squirm and lightly chew my hands, but I can tell she loves it. Even though she's is over energized most of the time and destroys things, we still feel she's going to turn into a good adult dog. We just hope she doesn't chew our faces off someday. LOL Yeah........we kinda think she's capable and I didn't know Jeff thought that until one day he nonchalantly said something along those lines. I said, "You think that too!!??" Yeah, she's a little off. Like Cuckoo's Nest off.
No lobotomy for my baby!!
I sure hope so because she's getting big! She's almost as tall as the other two. Thank God she's weighs only about 60 lbs because she'd be bowling us over. She loves coming from behind and going through our legs. ALL THE TIME. I thought she'd stop once she got bigger but nope. It's quite startling when she does it because since she's coming up behind, we don't see her. I actually think she loves doing it. Makes us laugh and she likes that. She's the most ghetto dog too. If I'm on the recliner she'll jump into my lap in a split second. And she's not delicate about it. I am hoping as she gets heavier she won't do it.
She is so dejected when we discipline her that we just hate to do it, therefore she gets away with a lot. Isn't that how it always is? You discipline the first born kids then the youngest always get away with murder!? Well, that's how it is around here.
If we even look at her funny she thinks she's in trouble, and her ears go back and she gets slinky and she gets into her crate. 85% of the time that she thinks she's in trouble she isn't.
And don't stare at her. She hates it. Freaks OUT! She'll scream, literally SCREAM! if you stare at her too long. It's really funny. So Jeff does it all the time to her. No wonder she's a rebel child.
She loves her crate. By this time the last two were out of theirs all day and roaming while we were at work. Oh no, not her. She even gets into it in the middle of the night. I personally think it because the cat can't get her to beat the shit out of her, but who knows. I can't trust her to be out while we're gone though. She'd destroy everything. All my boots on shelves in the entranceway would be toast. So we're still crating her. We used to crate her at night but don't anymore, she chooses to be in it. The gate on it isn't even locked. She usually sleeps on the couch all night. She does need out once per night and wakes me up with short loud screams. But Stark likes going out then too so it's all good. They go back to sleep (usually her in the crate now) while I end up watching TV for three hours until I fall asleep again. sigh
She's really lovey. Loves kisses and attention. When I look at her and say, "I'm gonna give you some lubbins." she gets all gooey, submissive, and warm just waiting for me to come over to coddle her. But I swear she has ADD because she can't sit still while getting love. She has to squirm and lightly chew my hands, but I can tell she loves it. Even though she's is over energized most of the time and destroys things, we still feel she's going to turn into a good adult dog. We just hope she doesn't chew our faces off someday. LOL Yeah........we kinda think she's capable and I didn't know Jeff thought that until one day he nonchalantly said something along those lines. I said, "You think that too!!??" Yeah, she's a little off. Like Cuckoo's Nest off.
No lobotomy for my baby!!
Sunday, February 26, 2017
Someone take these damn Kit Kats away from me!
Bah! Husband bought them for me. The effer. Bag of minis. So good. I've had 5 tonight. I'm going to be size 18 before long! I said that too, when I was on the feeding tube. I was so hungry and was feeding myself 3 to 4 Ensures a day, so I was dropping weight like crazy and starving in the meantime. All I did was watch the food network all day. And write down recipes. LOL Jeff gained 40 lbs while I lost 70. So I said I was going to get fat again, on purpose. I'm actually not but it sounds good.
Random dribble
Our puppy is selfish-- Really bad. If I pat the dog bed for Ava or Stark to lay on, Lucy DIVES for it. If I start to play ball with Stark, Lucy steals the ball. She's very high maintenance. Needs lots of attention. She eats everything too. Yesterday she ate brownies, short ribs, wasabi chex mix http://allrecipes.com/personal-recipe/62657583/wasabi-chex-mix/
mashed potatoes, and garlic bread. She eats bread like little kids eat cookies.
She's lovin life.
She's also weird. Totally ghetto. Came from a hoarders house. We feel we saved her, rescued her. Yeah, we're trying to believe that. Still. It's been 6 months and the idea is getting weaker and weaker..... lol Hahaha! She's such a dork, and an alpha submissive dog. Get your head around that. My husband knows what I mean.
She's ripped the shit out of the back yard. LITERALLY Nothing is safe. She shredded the hammock, broke all my new pots for plants, dug about 15-long trench holes (we don't know why they aren't round), strewn through out the yard and desecrated whatever is in the recycle bin, and carries around tree limbs like they are prizes. We have one outside the back door on the stoop as I type. 3 inches round and 4 feet long. We can't trip on that. Of course not.
I want to paint my kitchen ceiling. The room is orange, so what color? Purple or blue? I'm torn. Light purple, dark purple, purple with sparkles? Light blue, sky blue, royal blue? See? I'm really, really torn on what color. Too many choices! And everything will look good! I already have a green ceiling in the living room, so no green.
I'm so glad Spring is coming. Once you've had cancer certain things mean more than others. I'm just glad I get to see another Spring. The smell of the wet ground and trees coming into bud is a smell that's truly amazing. Birds chirping fiercely. Waking me up at 4am. Yeah, give it to me good! My dog is an alpha submissive and I'm a pessimistic optimist.
The outside girl cat that we've been feeding for about 3 years hasn't been around for about a week. She was lame in her back right leg. I just hope she didn't suffer. We assume she's gone. Like dead. I hope not. I miss her. I relied on her being under the bushes along the front of the house. Waiting on her one or two cans of food everyday. I'd call her, "Baby Girl! Baby Girl!" and she'd meow. Then as I slid back into the house after putting the can on the ground, she'd hiss when she'd jump onto the stoop. Such a bitch kitty. She's missed.
Jeff is gone today at a show. Yay! I love being alone although I do like him a lot. LOL The secret to a good marriage? Like. Not love. You can love someone but not like them, and vice versa.
Like is the secret! <<whispering that
I like him. We can argue and I still like him. Arguments are laughed off. They're not that big of a deal. We don't harp. We don't nag. Want to get rid of someone? Nag them. Just nick pick the shit out of them. They'll leave. Eventually.
My mom was a nagger. A true nit pick. She hated every mess we made. I could be clean like that if I nitpicked. It's not worth it. Okay it's worth it when people stop by unannounced. Don't do that to me. I need at least three days a week before company. If you don't think I'm serious, then stop by. We have dogs, and 5 step and adopted children under the age of 14 living with us. I lied about that last part. We actually have 2 cats and 3 dogs. And two grown adults who can't pick up after themselves. So THAT equals 9 adopted children. Being truthful here.
I have to go. I need to clean.
She's lovin life.
She's also weird. Totally ghetto. Came from a hoarders house. We feel we saved her, rescued her. Yeah, we're trying to believe that. Still. It's been 6 months and the idea is getting weaker and weaker..... lol Hahaha! She's such a dork, and an alpha submissive dog. Get your head around that. My husband knows what I mean.
She's ripped the shit out of the back yard. LITERALLY Nothing is safe. She shredded the hammock, broke all my new pots for plants, dug about 15-long trench holes (we don't know why they aren't round), strewn through out the yard and desecrated whatever is in the recycle bin, and carries around tree limbs like they are prizes. We have one outside the back door on the stoop as I type. 3 inches round and 4 feet long. We can't trip on that. Of course not.
I want to paint my kitchen ceiling. The room is orange, so what color? Purple or blue? I'm torn. Light purple, dark purple, purple with sparkles? Light blue, sky blue, royal blue? See? I'm really, really torn on what color. Too many choices! And everything will look good! I already have a green ceiling in the living room, so no green.
I'm so glad Spring is coming. Once you've had cancer certain things mean more than others. I'm just glad I get to see another Spring. The smell of the wet ground and trees coming into bud is a smell that's truly amazing. Birds chirping fiercely. Waking me up at 4am. Yeah, give it to me good! My dog is an alpha submissive and I'm a pessimistic optimist.
The outside girl cat that we've been feeding for about 3 years hasn't been around for about a week. She was lame in her back right leg. I just hope she didn't suffer. We assume she's gone. Like dead. I hope not. I miss her. I relied on her being under the bushes along the front of the house. Waiting on her one or two cans of food everyday. I'd call her, "Baby Girl! Baby Girl!" and she'd meow. Then as I slid back into the house after putting the can on the ground, she'd hiss when she'd jump onto the stoop. Such a bitch kitty. She's missed.
Jeff is gone today at a show. Yay! I love being alone although I do like him a lot. LOL The secret to a good marriage? Like. Not love. You can love someone but not like them, and vice versa.
Like is the secret! <<whispering that
I like him. We can argue and I still like him. Arguments are laughed off. They're not that big of a deal. We don't harp. We don't nag. Want to get rid of someone? Nag them. Just nick pick the shit out of them. They'll leave. Eventually.
My mom was a nagger. A true nit pick. She hated every mess we made. I could be clean like that if I nitpicked. It's not worth it. Okay it's worth it when people stop by unannounced. Don't do that to me. I need at least
I have to go. I need to clean.
Friday, February 3, 2017
Persecution
I'm an independent. I didn't want either Trump or Hilary. (why his last name and her first? I don't know).
He's said some stupid shit.
But this crucifixion of him and his family needs to stop. He's our President. Give respect. I tweeted to him to please not say someone is disgusting. Please.
Make us proud.
If you can.
Tit for tat. Motto. ^^
He's said some stupid shit.
But this crucifixion of him and his family needs to stop. He's our President. Give respect. I tweeted to him to please not say someone is disgusting. Please.
Make us proud.
If you can.
Tit for tat. Motto. ^^
Saturday, November 5, 2016
Life after mouth cancer
So maybe you bounced here from another place. Welcome. Don't stalk me. I'm not worth it. I ugee. Need me to prove it? I can. My mouth isn't the same. I speak with a speech impediment. But it's okay. It's my new norm. I've heard others on message boards speak those words, "It's my new norm". But I never understood it until me being me was the new norm. I have a permanent spot in my nose that seeps and bothers the shit out of me, but it's okay. It's life. This new norm is a lot better than dying of cancer. But I know that will come too, someday. But not if I can help it.
I went out and found myself a new job! No shit. Had to. Laid off after 16 3/4 years. No shit. It was a good thing. A very good thing. My insurance is cheaper and better. I make $400 per year less than I did at my last job, but with the monthly savings of $200 on insurance I now make $2,000 more per year. See how that works? There's A LOT more than more money and better insurance too at this new job. EVERYTHING IS BETTER. And when I say everything, I mean EVERYTHING. I'll move on now. ;)
I just ate some Eggo waffles. They are so good and crispy. I've tried to make homemade crispy waffles and they just don't turn out like Eggos. So I give up. Yep. After several different recipes, some with butter, some with oil, some with vanilla, some without, some with cinnamon, some without, AP flour, bread flour. I just can't duplicate the amazing crunch and soft inside I get from Eggo waffles from my toaster!! So I give up! I'm going to stop trying and commit to Eggos for life! I tried too. I tried hard. I've always been one of those people that feel homemade is always better, but bam! Not with waffles. LOL It's so freeing to just give up!! I CAVE!!
I also like Mrs. Buttersworth better than real maple syrup too. There! I said it! I just did a taste test. I got out my Skinny Sticks Maple syrup from Wisconsin and challenged it against Mrs. Buttersworth. The maple syrup is like eating pure liquid sugar with no flavor. Mrs. Buttersworth is creamy and actually taste buttery! And maply! More maple than the real stuff. So I caved on that today too. No more maple, only Mrs. Buttersworth. (a long time ago I compared Mrs. Butterworth to Aunt Jemima syrup and MBW won that challenge)
I feel great after cancer. I feel better now than before. Losing 55 lbs helped. I'm a size 8-10 now, depending on the day. I have such cute clothes!!! I had lost 70lbs but I've gained 15 back because food is finally good again! Not all food, but most. I now have a sweet tooth. Never had one before but when my taste started coming back, sweet things tasted the best. So now I'm hooked. LOL
I still can't eat most meats, like roast, or steak or any type of pork. Too dry. I don't have the saliva in my mouth to be able to break it down and I end up spitting it out. Even adding liquid into my mouth with it doesn't help. But I can eat things like ground beef, fried shrimp, fried zucchini, spaghetti sauce with meat (which hasn't really come back to tasting like it used to yet), breakfast burritos, sausage, bacon, ham is okay if it's moist. I know, ham is pork. Shadup! ;)
Anyway, I'm back to eating 80% of what I used to. In fact yesterday I even ate a McDonald's crispy chicken sandwich! It was great! Things with a sauce are easier, or creamy things like tater tot casserole, scalloped corn, green bean casserole, fettucine alfredo, lasagna etc. My mouth only opens about a finger's width so it's hard to eat tall things like sandwiches. I have to flatten them a bit or bite at side angles. It's quite interesting to watch me eat. LOL Think of it like this, ever eat a Little Debbie Nutty Bar? I can barely get one of those in my mouth, that's the farthest I can get my mouth open. The space between my teeth I mean. I can't bite an apple, I have to cut it. I also can't eat apple peels because they don't break down enough to get past a stricture in my throat. A stricture is a narrowing in my esophagus. I had surgery last January to open it wider and it worked. But it's still there so I have to make sure I chew my foods good so it doesn't get stuck in my throat. Or I have to eat things that are malleable, that can change shape to get down the narrow area, like mashed potatoes. But apple peels do not conform, and a lot of meats don't either. Another reason I can't just eat a bite of pork chop. Combine dry meat, no saliva and a narrowing in the throat and it's a panic when it gets stuck!
My ears have a constant ringing. It doesn't bother me at all. Don't even notice it unless it's quiet. I have two belly buttons, one is from the feeding tube. Haha
Here's what my arm looks like now.
Here's what it looked like right after surgery.
That doesn't bother me either. It's pretty wild how these things are so low on the totem pole any more that I don't even think about them. Just the new norm. There's that saying again!
I kind of feel I came through all this with flying colors and a few scars and other things really don't matter that much in the grand scheme of things.
Well, off to go make three July 4th wreaths for a friend. Talk atcha next time.
I went out and found myself a new job! No shit. Had to. Laid off after 16 3/4 years. No shit. It was a good thing. A very good thing. My insurance is cheaper and better. I make $400 per year less than I did at my last job, but with the monthly savings of $200 on insurance I now make $2,000 more per year. See how that works? There's A LOT more than more money and better insurance too at this new job. EVERYTHING IS BETTER. And when I say everything, I mean EVERYTHING. I'll move on now. ;)
I just ate some Eggo waffles. They are so good and crispy. I've tried to make homemade crispy waffles and they just don't turn out like Eggos. So I give up. Yep. After several different recipes, some with butter, some with oil, some with vanilla, some without, some with cinnamon, some without, AP flour, bread flour. I just can't duplicate the amazing crunch and soft inside I get from Eggo waffles from my toaster!! So I give up! I'm going to stop trying and commit to Eggos for life! I tried too. I tried hard. I've always been one of those people that feel homemade is always better, but bam! Not with waffles. LOL It's so freeing to just give up!! I CAVE!!
I also like Mrs. Buttersworth better than real maple syrup too. There! I said it! I just did a taste test. I got out my Skinny Sticks Maple syrup from Wisconsin and challenged it against Mrs. Buttersworth. The maple syrup is like eating pure liquid sugar with no flavor. Mrs. Buttersworth is creamy and actually taste buttery! And maply! More maple than the real stuff. So I caved on that today too. No more maple, only Mrs. Buttersworth. (a long time ago I compared Mrs. Butterworth to Aunt Jemima syrup and MBW won that challenge)
I feel great after cancer. I feel better now than before. Losing 55 lbs helped. I'm a size 8-10 now, depending on the day. I have such cute clothes!!! I had lost 70lbs but I've gained 15 back because food is finally good again! Not all food, but most. I now have a sweet tooth. Never had one before but when my taste started coming back, sweet things tasted the best. So now I'm hooked. LOL
I still can't eat most meats, like roast, or steak or any type of pork. Too dry. I don't have the saliva in my mouth to be able to break it down and I end up spitting it out. Even adding liquid into my mouth with it doesn't help. But I can eat things like ground beef, fried shrimp, fried zucchini, spaghetti sauce with meat (which hasn't really come back to tasting like it used to yet), breakfast burritos, sausage, bacon, ham is okay if it's moist. I know, ham is pork. Shadup! ;)
Anyway, I'm back to eating 80% of what I used to. In fact yesterday I even ate a McDonald's crispy chicken sandwich! It was great! Things with a sauce are easier, or creamy things like tater tot casserole, scalloped corn, green bean casserole, fettucine alfredo, lasagna etc. My mouth only opens about a finger's width so it's hard to eat tall things like sandwiches. I have to flatten them a bit or bite at side angles. It's quite interesting to watch me eat. LOL Think of it like this, ever eat a Little Debbie Nutty Bar? I can barely get one of those in my mouth, that's the farthest I can get my mouth open. The space between my teeth I mean. I can't bite an apple, I have to cut it. I also can't eat apple peels because they don't break down enough to get past a stricture in my throat. A stricture is a narrowing in my esophagus. I had surgery last January to open it wider and it worked. But it's still there so I have to make sure I chew my foods good so it doesn't get stuck in my throat. Or I have to eat things that are malleable, that can change shape to get down the narrow area, like mashed potatoes. But apple peels do not conform, and a lot of meats don't either. Another reason I can't just eat a bite of pork chop. Combine dry meat, no saliva and a narrowing in the throat and it's a panic when it gets stuck!
My ears have a constant ringing. It doesn't bother me at all. Don't even notice it unless it's quiet. I have two belly buttons, one is from the feeding tube. Haha
Here's what my arm looks like now.
I kind of feel I came through all this with flying colors and a few scars and other things really don't matter that much in the grand scheme of things.
Well, off to go make three July 4th wreaths for a friend. Talk atcha next time.
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