First a little background about my family. This is not to be seen as a downer, just factual. My family does cancer, we have no speciality. We do all kinds, lungs, breasts, skin, lymph glands, stomach, leukemia, liver, we do it all. And both sides of the family. Some times we beat it, sometimes not. But always the victim has been an adult. They have had a life of some sort. And then there was Miss Riley.
I was reminded what a miracle child she is this weekend. Her mother writes the blog Tomorrow is another day. Her March 13 post talks about Miss Riley. It is all about her 8Th birthday. It sounds like a great party and I wish I could have been there.
And Riley, as a fetus it was discovered she had cancer. How can an unborn have cancer? The good news, they found out before she was born. If it hadn't shown up on the sonogram, it wouldn't have been known until symptoms happened. And that would have been too late. Riley had incredible care, Churches around the country prayed for her for months and months, and she is fine.
Riley is the miracle child in our family. We are blessed to have her.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Friday, March 13, 2009
I'M BAAAACK
First thanks for the emails and comments checking on my health. I was so out of it, I wonder what I wrote back to some of you. I wasn't tracking real well for several days. A couple of days I didn't even go on the computer.
It has been an awful week. Lots of bad stomach problems, we won't discuss that. And lots of weakness. I would be up 10 minutes and sleep 4 hours. Some days I slept close to 20 hours. This was a mean nasty bug. How mean was it? I haven't had any chocolate since last Saturday afternoon. One really good thing from the great illness. . . weight reduction. A hard way to do it, but I figure I lost 5 to 10 pounds. With my weight problems, I take it anyway I can.
I hope that next week will be back to normal, school and weddings. I missed both.
It has been an awful week. Lots of bad stomach problems, we won't discuss that. And lots of weakness. I would be up 10 minutes and sleep 4 hours. Some days I slept close to 20 hours. This was a mean nasty bug. How mean was it? I haven't had any chocolate since last Saturday afternoon. One really good thing from the great illness. . . weight reduction. A hard way to do it, but I figure I lost 5 to 10 pounds. With my weight problems, I take it anyway I can.
I hope that next week will be back to normal, school and weddings. I missed both.
Monday, March 9, 2009
Sorry no posts for a while
I have been very sick since the last post. Commode hugging, weak as a kitten sick. I will live, but for a while I didn't care. I have a few more days of getting back to normal. So check back. When I have something to say other than I feel awful, I'll start writing again.
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Scattered Thoughts
I say scattered thoughts, because it is that kind of day. I have lots of different things to do, some related, some not. And things happened while I was out. So here goes.
I am preparing for a company dinner tonight. We invited the guests last night. At 10:00 PM we figured out a menu. I changed part of it at the grocery. Marty is blowing glass, so I am head chef and bottle washer.
This is Saturday, I don't dress until the afternoon. I don't make the bed period. I sleep until 9 or 10. By 10:30 I had dressed, read the paper, made the bed, and was off to run errands and go to Safeway. Not particularly thrilled to do this.
First I went to the library to pick up some books on hold. I pulled into a parking spot and the meter had failed. Oakland will still ticket you on broken meters. So I pulled out and started into the next spot. As I was pulling in, a man and a toddler on the loose started to get in the car to my left. I was moving and he let her run to the car and wait for him. And then she kept moving around. I sat there for a couple of minutes while he unlocked the car, put his books in, and finally he put the child in the car. This is a busy lot. I was not the only car pulling in or out. Some people shouldn't be allowed to have children.
At Safeway they had nice green beans, so the wild rice and asparagus plan was tossed. I got home about noon and grabbed a quick lunch. And then I started breaking beans. For non Southerners, we string them, break them, and cook them slow for a looooooooong time, with ham and bacon grease. It was a lot of beans and an hour later before they were ready to be seasoned and simmered. They are now doing their thing. Later I will throw potatoes in on top of them.
I have prepared a fresh fruit dessert, a shrimp salad, started my appetizers and I still have lots to do. But it is break time and I need to play on my computer.
Thoughts about Safeway. Why do people stop their carts in the middle of the aisle blocking both ways. OR stop across the aisle from another cart blocking everything. Why do idiot people ( men and women) leave their purses in the cart and wander off? Why do check out clerks seem to not like my reusable bags? They sell them. Maybe because I have everything in the bags on the conveyer belt.
I need to now set the table, find cocktail napkins and plates, and give the house a lick and a promise.
I am preparing for a company dinner tonight. We invited the guests last night. At 10:00 PM we figured out a menu. I changed part of it at the grocery. Marty is blowing glass, so I am head chef and bottle washer.
This is Saturday, I don't dress until the afternoon. I don't make the bed period. I sleep until 9 or 10. By 10:30 I had dressed, read the paper, made the bed, and was off to run errands and go to Safeway. Not particularly thrilled to do this.
First I went to the library to pick up some books on hold. I pulled into a parking spot and the meter had failed. Oakland will still ticket you on broken meters. So I pulled out and started into the next spot. As I was pulling in, a man and a toddler on the loose started to get in the car to my left. I was moving and he let her run to the car and wait for him. And then she kept moving around. I sat there for a couple of minutes while he unlocked the car, put his books in, and finally he put the child in the car. This is a busy lot. I was not the only car pulling in or out. Some people shouldn't be allowed to have children.
At Safeway they had nice green beans, so the wild rice and asparagus plan was tossed. I got home about noon and grabbed a quick lunch. And then I started breaking beans. For non Southerners, we string them, break them, and cook them slow for a looooooooong time, with ham and bacon grease. It was a lot of beans and an hour later before they were ready to be seasoned and simmered. They are now doing their thing. Later I will throw potatoes in on top of them.
I have prepared a fresh fruit dessert, a shrimp salad, started my appetizers and I still have lots to do. But it is break time and I need to play on my computer.
Thoughts about Safeway. Why do people stop their carts in the middle of the aisle blocking both ways. OR stop across the aisle from another cart blocking everything. Why do idiot people ( men and women) leave their purses in the cart and wander off? Why do check out clerks seem to not like my reusable bags? They sell them. Maybe because I have everything in the bags on the conveyer belt.
I need to now set the table, find cocktail napkins and plates, and give the house a lick and a promise.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
I know, too many posts.
Yes, I am posting every 20 minutes. I am so happy to be able to post when I want to. So when I have a thought, no matter how trival, I am there today. I will calm down tomorrow, maybe.
Did you see Idol tonight? Oh my goodness, some of them were really good. And then there was Tatiana. She did sing well, she even looked fairly decent for her. But the judges said no. Of course she fell apart. She cried and like fools the judges consoled her. They told her she will be a recording star, to just hold on, yada yada yada.
I am sorry. So she was kicked off. So were 4 other people. The others smiled, they thanked the public and the judges, and they sat down. It was painfully embarrassing to watch Tatiana do her drama queen sh*t. She is crying with her hands over her face, except no tears. I loved when, I think it was Paula, said you will record and be an actress. Yes, she is an actress.
Thank goodness she is gone. Now on to the normal people.
Did I tell you we love Hell's Kitchen almost at much? Maybe that should be another blog.
Did you see Idol tonight? Oh my goodness, some of them were really good. And then there was Tatiana. She did sing well, she even looked fairly decent for her. But the judges said no. Of course she fell apart. She cried and like fools the judges consoled her. They told her she will be a recording star, to just hold on, yada yada yada.
I am sorry. So she was kicked off. So were 4 other people. The others smiled, they thanked the public and the judges, and they sat down. It was painfully embarrassing to watch Tatiana do her drama queen sh*t. She is crying with her hands over her face, except no tears. I loved when, I think it was Paula, said you will record and be an actress. Yes, she is an actress.
Thank goodness she is gone. Now on to the normal people.
Did I tell you we love Hell's Kitchen almost at much? Maybe that should be another blog.
AMERICAN IDOL
I confessed several weeks ago that Marty and I love American Idol. We Tivo it and watch it every night it is on. Sometimes it is hours after it shows when we get home. We watch. Which is three times a week right now. That might be a little much. We even vote for our favorites. Well Marty and I decide and he does the repeat dialing to get in to vote.
This week the final 12 are being picked. Nine have been picked by the public. And tonight they are bringing back 8 singers who the public rejected from the top 36. The four judges will pick three wild cards to make up the final 12. Wow that is a lot of numbers.
Anyway, the American public is enraged by one of the 8 picks. (are you keeping up non fans) Tatiana was selected. She is the drama queen, horrible laugher, bad dresser, whiner, crier; she has only one redeeming feature. As much as everyone dislikes her, she can sing. The blogs on AI are full of outrage toward Tatiana.
The bloggers want to know why Tatiana over Ju'not. He is a total package, sings, likable, personality, can talk and chew gum at the same time. There are a couple of other favorites people wanted back. At least it wasn't Nick/Norman. Non fans just don't even worry about this guy.
This week the final 12 are being picked. Nine have been picked by the public. And tonight they are bringing back 8 singers who the public rejected from the top 36. The four judges will pick three wild cards to make up the final 12. Wow that is a lot of numbers.
Anyway, the American public is enraged by one of the 8 picks. (are you keeping up non fans) Tatiana was selected. She is the drama queen, horrible laugher, bad dresser, whiner, crier; she has only one redeeming feature. As much as everyone dislikes her, she can sing. The blogs on AI are full of outrage toward Tatiana.
The bloggers want to know why Tatiana over Ju'not. He is a total package, sings, likable, personality, can talk and chew gum at the same time. There are a couple of other favorites people wanted back. At least it wasn't Nick/Norman. Non fans just don't even worry about this guy.
IT'S HERE! HAPPY DAY
I am no longer sharing a computer. I am writing this on my laptop. MINE, all fixed and working so well.
Now I can write at leisure, no hurrying, no guilt because Marty needs to work. MINE is back.
More later today.
Now I can write at leisure, no hurrying, no guilt because Marty needs to work. MINE is back.
More later today.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
MORE GOOD NEWS
I am having such a good day. The computer arrived at THE OAKLAND AIRPORT at 3:00pm. Marty tracked it while I was at dinner. They flew it home. No long haul truck trip. I just might have it by late afternoon Thursday.
I am such a happy girl. And Marty, he is so thrilled he gets his computer back full time.
Keep your finger crossed that it all works when we put the hard drive back in. I can't even go there.
I am such a happy girl. And Marty, he is so thrilled he gets his computer back full time.
Keep your finger crossed that it all works when we put the hard drive back in. I can't even go there.
GOOD NEWS, GOOD NEWS, GOOD NEWS
Finally some good news in my world. The Dell hospital called a little while ago, my computer is coming home. It is on the truck headed from Texas to California. I, of course, am hoping it gets to go by air, but probably it won't.
By ground FED X took 7 days to get to the middle of Texas. I have done the drive in 33 hours. (I did have Marty helping to drive.) And we had a small child to entertain. So you would think a professional driver could make it in 4 days if they only drive 8 hours a shift. But 7 days? When weekends come, do they stop the truck and party all weekend at those huge truck stops in the dessert?
Just asking.
By ground FED X took 7 days to get to the middle of Texas. I have done the drive in 33 hours. (I did have Marty helping to drive.) And we had a small child to entertain. So you would think a professional driver could make it in 4 days if they only drive 8 hours a shift. But 7 days? When weekends come, do they stop the truck and party all weekend at those huge truck stops in the dessert?
Just asking.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
FACEBOOK POLICE
I have decided I just don't understand Facebook. I thought I did. You ask people to be your friend; you take silly quizzes; you send virtual gifts. Some people post about their business if they are trying to network in a business world. You post your status every now and then. You become fans of people, businesses, causes. You comment on friends' Walls. And there are lots more fun and silly things to click on and to write about. Sounds fun, mindless and harmless.
I did most of the things above, except the business (I don't have one). Well the Facebook police , known as FBP from now on, have been active for the last couple of weeks. Articles after articles have been in the San Francisco Chronicle and the Oakland Tribune about Facebook abuse. It looks like I am doing nearly everything wrong.
The FBP don't like collectors of friends, those who have hundreds and have never met them. I am OK there. They don't like people who send gifts, take quizzes, join causes, fans of everything ( I just have a few in that category), post their status more than every couple of days, or make lots of comments ( OK there also). FBP don't want you to brag even a little, write sad things, be perky, share your illness, share any emotions, or just share.
So what is the point if all of the above is wrong? Yes some do give TMI. Some will not stop throwing pillows, or giving gifts. But does anyone really take this seriously? It is a fun silly way to reach out to people you don't see often. I will control my throwing hemorrhoid pillows at family members and close friends. But loosen up Facebook Police.
I did most of the things above, except the business (I don't have one). Well the Facebook police , known as FBP from now on, have been active for the last couple of weeks. Articles after articles have been in the San Francisco Chronicle and the Oakland Tribune about Facebook abuse. It looks like I am doing nearly everything wrong.
The FBP don't like collectors of friends, those who have hundreds and have never met them. I am OK there. They don't like people who send gifts, take quizzes, join causes, fans of everything ( I just have a few in that category), post their status more than every couple of days, or make lots of comments ( OK there also). FBP don't want you to brag even a little, write sad things, be perky, share your illness, share any emotions, or just share.
So what is the point if all of the above is wrong? Yes some do give TMI. Some will not stop throwing pillows, or giving gifts. But does anyone really take this seriously? It is a fun silly way to reach out to people you don't see often. I will control my throwing hemorrhoid pillows at family members and close friends. But loosen up Facebook Police.
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