I checked my YouTube channel and realized my last upload was from the start of the year. It didn't make sense because although I've been sick the past couple of weeks (all better now, thanks) I have still been working on the vlogs, so today I checked them, and it turns out the last couple videos I made were damaged and/or degraded in some way and I was unable to upload them. So all I can do is keep making them and upload as I have time to,and right now I want to make some family home videos first so I can delete a bulk of videos and maybe make a picture CD or two.
So there were a couple really cool vlogs (in my opinion, at least) buuuut they're gone so sorry! On to the next one!
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Monday, February 23, 2015
Tuesday, February 17, 2015
Pet Day
I usually put the dogs to bed when I do a workout, but I wasn't really expecting today's workout to be anything special since it would be the first workout I attempted after being sick for over a week, and my husband being home for a few days before that, so I let them stay with me.
When I tried to weigh myself they jumped up on me so the machine thought I weighed more than I did. This wasn't a problem except it weighs you before every exercise (one can only assume to make sure you weren't having someone else do your exercises, and if that's the case LOL) and when it said I was a different weight, the machine threw a fit.
Push-ups were impossible, because one was trying to lick my face while the other one climbed underneath me and flipped, looking like she was trying to hold me up with her paws.
I tried a bridge move, but they were both up against me, one on one side and one on the other, and it was hard to move.
So finally I gave up. I did put them to bed while I took my bath and let the cats out.
Crush, our orange tabby kitten, was worried about me the whole time I was in the tub. First he stood on the toilet crying to me. Then he had two paws up on the edge of the tub and started knocking things into the water. THEN (and most frightening to me) he had all four paws on the edge of the tub and looked like he was searching for a good place to step (ON me without getting INTO the water). I was scared because I knew he would fall and then he'd claw me trying to get out. Finally I put the kid's rubber ducky into the water to distract him. He smacked at the duck a few times, got his paw wet and went back to the toilet to cry. About that time I was ready for a quick rinse and then I'd get out, and as soon as I turned the shower on he shot out of the bathroom. But as I was drying up in my room he refused to leave me alone. I think either he hates baths so he was consoling me or he was worried I would die in there. It took a whole Friends episode before he'd leave me alone enough to get dressed!
Crazy pets today.
Monday, February 9, 2015
What I'm Reading
The last two posts were rather sad and stressful, so I thought I'd put in a boring post to even it out ;)
I have recently finished a bunch of my books, so I am changing things up a bit.
I have lost the two books I was using as my "Take with me" books (previously known as "van" books but as I no longer have a van per say, it is now whatever book I can fit in my bag), so I currently do not have one. I was hauling "It" around with me to get through the third part, but now I'm done with the third part and I'm not particularly excited to start part four until the book club is ready to move on to part four.
I finished my "bathroom book" and replaced it with "The Voyage of the Luna I" by someone named David Craigie. It's an older book (I do not enjoy old book smells....it just smells like mold and allergies to me) and I've never heard of the author, but I don't want to keep a paperback in the bathroom because of the humidity, and I certainly won't keep a Stephen King book in there [I'd never leave the bathroom lol] so this was the only other hardback I have [atm].
Because of my book club, my "Officially Reading" book is "It" (Stephen King), but while I was cleaning the other day I found my "Once and Future King" book (T.H. White) so since I don't want to read any more of "It" until the rest of my group does, I'll be reading that. :)
For my "Quick Read" I am rereading Stephen King's "Just After Sunset," which is a series of short stories....of which I only remember half. So instead of rushing through the whole thing I will read ONE and then think about what I've read for the rest of the day. :)
I may find the book my stepdaughter wanted me to read and make that my "Take with me" book. I doubt I'll sit and read it (it's vampire YA...double-blech) so that might be a good place for it.
I have recently finished a bunch of my books, so I am changing things up a bit.
I have lost the two books I was using as my "Take with me" books (previously known as "van" books but as I no longer have a van per say, it is now whatever book I can fit in my bag), so I currently do not have one. I was hauling "It" around with me to get through the third part, but now I'm done with the third part and I'm not particularly excited to start part four until the book club is ready to move on to part four.
I finished my "bathroom book" and replaced it with "The Voyage of the Luna I" by someone named David Craigie. It's an older book (I do not enjoy old book smells....it just smells like mold and allergies to me) and I've never heard of the author, but I don't want to keep a paperback in the bathroom because of the humidity, and I certainly won't keep a Stephen King book in there [I'd never leave the bathroom lol] so this was the only other hardback I have [atm].
Because of my book club, my "Officially Reading" book is "It" (Stephen King), but while I was cleaning the other day I found my "Once and Future King" book (T.H. White) so since I don't want to read any more of "It" until the rest of my group does, I'll be reading that. :)
For my "Quick Read" I am rereading Stephen King's "Just After Sunset," which is a series of short stories....of which I only remember half. So instead of rushing through the whole thing I will read ONE and then think about what I've read for the rest of the day. :)
I may find the book my stepdaughter wanted me to read and make that my "Take with me" book. I doubt I'll sit and read it (it's vampire YA...double-blech) so that might be a good place for it.
Friday, February 6, 2015
The kind of adventure you DON'T want.
My day yesterday:
Woke up craving Cherry Pepsi horribly, because it was the third day without any. Historically, the third day is always the worst when it comes to withdrawal symptoms, and sure enough...bad cravings. There wasn't a headache and I decided I wouldn't take an Excedrin (it has caffeine) unless I started to get a headache.
The kids left at their usual time. School starts around 8am.
8:30am, the school called. The nurse said my stepson (16 years-old) "Tank" had problems seeing. He said everything was "hazy." I said, "Hazy as in white or hazy as in blurry?" He said it was a white haze. His school nurse and I decided he should take out his contacts for a while. I asked him if he wanted me to bring him his glasses. He said no.
9ish, the school called. Tank said his eyes burned. I asked him if he needed to see a doctor and he said no. I told him to keep his hands out of his eyes and asked him if he wanted me to bring him his glasses. He said no.
9:30am, Tank called and said he wanted his glasses. I took them to school. His eyes were red and a little swollen, and his sister told me he needed to go home. Tank and I discussed it and he kept insisting he wanted to stay at school. I told him he shouldn't mess around with his vision and if he needed to see a doctor we should do it sooner rather than later. He washed his eyes out with water and said he should be fine and chased me out of the school.
On my way home I started obsessing about it (I'm a mom, I do that) so I called the Mr and told him what had happened so far. The Mr told me if Tank said he was fine, then he was fine.
10:30am the school nurse said his eyes were STILL burning, and in fact he could barely open them at all. So I immediately picked him up and headed to the Walk-In clinic. He kept exclaiming that the bright light was hurting him so he rode with his winter coat over his head (my little car has EXCELLENT heaters lol).
The walk-in was pretty busy, so we were waiting there quite a while. Once we finally got in and the (very friendly) nurse practitioner saw us she told us she really couldn't do anything because eyes were very important and they only did general health, so she made some calls and got us an appointment with ophthalmology. We barely had time to go grab a bite to eat before we headed over, and the whole time I had to lead my 200 lb stepson like he was a blind elderly person and I was a seeing eye dog.
At the eye doctor's we had to wait OVER AN HOUR just to see the doctor. He was finally able to see us and he gave Tank some numbing eye drops and checked his eyes. He told me there were no scratches and no ulcers. He also said this sometimes happens with contact-users. We had to throw out his contacts (less than a week old and no, he never sleeps in them [that he says and that I'm aware of]) we had to throw out his case, and we have to throw out the solution that he and his brother uses. He is not allowed to wear contacts for a couple weeks (not a problem since those week-old ones were his last pair until I order more) and JUST TO MAKE SURE he has antibacterial eye drops he has to use three times a day and pain-relieving drops to use as needed AND he gets to go back to ophthalmology next week.
Phew!! You'd think that would be enough adventures for one day, right? WRONG!!
WHILE waiting for over an hour I suddenly realized something. The 16 year-old was with me. The 17 year-old had play practice and then pep band, and the 14 year-old had been staying after school with the 7th grade basketball team helping them get ready for their state championship game this weekend............who came home with the 11 and the 9 year-olds??? At one point 11 had a housekey, but she has since lost it and did they know where to go if they couldn't get in the house??? I ALWAYS lock it up and set the deadbolts, I also make sure all the windows are locked before I leave,even the 2nd story windows that people shouldn't be able to get to.
I began trying desperately to email my husband at his work, telling him we were transferred to an eye doctor and there was no WAY I could get home. Email one, multiple tries, DID NOT SEND! Email two DID NOT WORK! I kept getting messages that my iPod couldn't connect to the server. I assumed it was crappy wifi. We recently stopped our cellphone service because it never freaking worked anyway so I had no phone. All I could do was HOPE they remembered what they were supposed to do.
After a while my facebook messenger dinged. I looked at it, surprised, thinking, my EMAILS wouldn't work but freaking MESSENGER would?
It was 11 telling me they were sitting in the backyard, freezing and telling me to come home. I said there was no way! I told her to go to a neighbors or go to a friends house (she did say 14 was with them, thank goodness!). I also Facebook-messaged the said friend's parents asking to go get them.
So 14 was with them, apparently did not bring HIS key, and didn't think to get them inside a house even if it was the neighbors. SIGH.
So after we were through with the doctor I went and picked up Tanks prescriptions and we headed home only to find that even though I had told 11 and 14 where I was when they Facebook messaged me AND their friend's parents knew where I was, NO ONE thought to tell my HUSBAND where I was. He was less than pleased.
So yeah. Crappy day.
All's well that ends well, so they say. :)
AmyG
Woke up craving Cherry Pepsi horribly, because it was the third day without any. Historically, the third day is always the worst when it comes to withdrawal symptoms, and sure enough...bad cravings. There wasn't a headache and I decided I wouldn't take an Excedrin (it has caffeine) unless I started to get a headache.
The kids left at their usual time. School starts around 8am.
8:30am, the school called. The nurse said my stepson (16 years-old) "Tank" had problems seeing. He said everything was "hazy." I said, "Hazy as in white or hazy as in blurry?" He said it was a white haze. His school nurse and I decided he should take out his contacts for a while. I asked him if he wanted me to bring him his glasses. He said no.
9ish, the school called. Tank said his eyes burned. I asked him if he needed to see a doctor and he said no. I told him to keep his hands out of his eyes and asked him if he wanted me to bring him his glasses. He said no.
9:30am, Tank called and said he wanted his glasses. I took them to school. His eyes were red and a little swollen, and his sister told me he needed to go home. Tank and I discussed it and he kept insisting he wanted to stay at school. I told him he shouldn't mess around with his vision and if he needed to see a doctor we should do it sooner rather than later. He washed his eyes out with water and said he should be fine and chased me out of the school.
On my way home I started obsessing about it (I'm a mom, I do that) so I called the Mr and told him what had happened so far. The Mr told me if Tank said he was fine, then he was fine.
10:30am the school nurse said his eyes were STILL burning, and in fact he could barely open them at all. So I immediately picked him up and headed to the Walk-In clinic. He kept exclaiming that the bright light was hurting him so he rode with his winter coat over his head (my little car has EXCELLENT heaters lol).
The walk-in was pretty busy, so we were waiting there quite a while. Once we finally got in and the (very friendly) nurse practitioner saw us she told us she really couldn't do anything because eyes were very important and they only did general health, so she made some calls and got us an appointment with ophthalmology. We barely had time to go grab a bite to eat before we headed over, and the whole time I had to lead my 200 lb stepson like he was a blind elderly person and I was a seeing eye dog.
At the eye doctor's we had to wait OVER AN HOUR just to see the doctor. He was finally able to see us and he gave Tank some numbing eye drops and checked his eyes. He told me there were no scratches and no ulcers. He also said this sometimes happens with contact-users. We had to throw out his contacts (less than a week old and no, he never sleeps in them [that he says and that I'm aware of]) we had to throw out his case, and we have to throw out the solution that he and his brother uses. He is not allowed to wear contacts for a couple weeks (not a problem since those week-old ones were his last pair until I order more) and JUST TO MAKE SURE he has antibacterial eye drops he has to use three times a day and pain-relieving drops to use as needed AND he gets to go back to ophthalmology next week.
Phew!! You'd think that would be enough adventures for one day, right? WRONG!!
WHILE waiting for over an hour I suddenly realized something. The 16 year-old was with me. The 17 year-old had play practice and then pep band, and the 14 year-old had been staying after school with the 7th grade basketball team helping them get ready for their state championship game this weekend............who came home with the 11 and the 9 year-olds??? At one point 11 had a housekey, but she has since lost it and did they know where to go if they couldn't get in the house??? I ALWAYS lock it up and set the deadbolts, I also make sure all the windows are locked before I leave,even the 2nd story windows that people shouldn't be able to get to.
I began trying desperately to email my husband at his work, telling him we were transferred to an eye doctor and there was no WAY I could get home. Email one, multiple tries, DID NOT SEND! Email two DID NOT WORK! I kept getting messages that my iPod couldn't connect to the server. I assumed it was crappy wifi. We recently stopped our cellphone service because it never freaking worked anyway so I had no phone. All I could do was HOPE they remembered what they were supposed to do.
After a while my facebook messenger dinged. I looked at it, surprised, thinking, my EMAILS wouldn't work but freaking MESSENGER would?
It was 11 telling me they were sitting in the backyard, freezing and telling me to come home. I said there was no way! I told her to go to a neighbors or go to a friends house (she did say 14 was with them, thank goodness!). I also Facebook-messaged the said friend's parents asking to go get them.
So 14 was with them, apparently did not bring HIS key, and didn't think to get them inside a house even if it was the neighbors. SIGH.
So after we were through with the doctor I went and picked up Tanks prescriptions and we headed home only to find that even though I had told 11 and 14 where I was when they Facebook messaged me AND their friend's parents knew where I was, NO ONE thought to tell my HUSBAND where I was. He was less than pleased.
So yeah. Crappy day.
All's well that ends well, so they say. :)
AmyG
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