Today was a regular 8-hr day, so I met daughter in her classroom after work and helped her out for about 90 minutes. Then we came home and the Colonel made supper. Life is good.
Wow, return of **Haze **and BibKitty! rosie, you’re dragging them out of the woodwork!
That’s all I’ve got. I’ve read all and pretty much retained none. Hugs and smoochies and butt-pinchies all around. I *lurves *you guys!!
I’ve sworn off of facebook until I can resist the urge to tell some of my relatives exactly what I think of them. First of all, I made a joke (a very old one) about my aunt not wanting to drive all the way to where I live for any social events. We’ve always made this joke, for as long as I remember. If we ever wanted to see her, we had to drive to her house which is about 25 minutes way. No, it’s not that far, that’s why it was a joke. So, anyways, I made the joke and the next day she said that I was being nasty and, besides, she’s decided to drive ‘all the way out’ to my neighborhood to see some other relatives. This pissed me off, first because I wasn’t being nasty at all and second because it makes me feel damn special that she’s willing to drive out here to see another family member. Then, I see my loser of a grandfather is making cutesy comments on another cousin’s pictures. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised since the picture was of a cute, skinny little cousin and this is the guy who actively dislikes fat people. No wonder he has no comments for me.
Yes, I’m whining. I’m sorry. I figured it was just better to do it here than start some sort of uprising amongs all the family. Wah.
Ok, I’m better now. I’m going to go eat some popcorn and work on paperwork.
One of the first things taught about penetrating trauma in -B school. The reason you pull it out of a cheek is the object is obstructing the airway. If your patient ain’t breathin’, you soon will not have a patient.
I thought the GOAL was to end up with no patients… Have I been playing nurse wrong all these years?!
In other news, our cat died today. I am sad. He was a good cat, but a booger as well. It was sudden. I knew he had some kind of stomach upset, and I had told TH that if Simon didn’t perk up today I would take him to the vet tomorrow. Truly, he didn’t show many symptoms. He threw up once (not all that unusual) and today he wasn’t hungry at breakfast.
I dunno. He came down and sat next to me this morning when I was in the basement in front of the pantry, being 47* and he looked up at me so lost. I scritched him behind the ears and asked him if he was ok, but no meows or looks of pain or anything. He laid on his side as if to say “pet me more”, but I had to go to work…
We had a little burial ceremony in the back yard (in the woods) and placed stones on his grave. The kids are sad as well, but have decided against wearing black.**
If I can find a pic, I’ll post it tomorrow.
*trying to remember what I went down to the pantry for.
** humor.
I’ve been reading the MMP occasionally, but to be honest (and no offense, anyrose), it was VBob’s fake snake story that drew me in. I had a similar experience and felt the need to share.
Pie, we moved from Pamplona (where my father’s close relatives live) to Tudela when I was 4. And my parents discovered that the distance from Tudela to Pamplona is about 1/100 that of Pamplona to Tudela, judging by how often anybody would come visit us and how often we’d be going to visit them.
Hi Haze, glad to see you again.
{{{{{rigs}}}}}
The Hordie knew about the exhibition, but:
he learned about it when two friends of him came to visit. That show was The One Thing We Refuse To Miss, but he didn’t want to go in with them because he didn’t know anything about Dr Who at the time. Of course, this got them started on a Let’s Culturize The Hordie Campaign: he’s now Officially Hooked.
Morning all! It’s gone all wet and windy here, apparently we are having the tail end of a hurricane (now a tropical storm). Who did that?
Things are going well at home, the heating engineer has been busy and we have radiators installed downstairs with all the pipework done. Now he has to fit the ones upstairs and put the pipes in, then connect it all to the downstairs ones and fit the new boiler to complete the system. After that, he will be disconnecting the old wall-mounted gas heaters (apart from the two we’re keeping) and the job will be finished. I will have heat! Winter might actually be warm!
In other news, I spent a boring afternoon sitting around in the eye A&E yesterday to get some treatment for yet another corneal ulcer. I am truly bored with getting them. Wil someone please stop it?
(((((rigs))))) - sorry to hear about the cat, they do leave a hole behind, don’t they?
Well it is official I signed up for Weightwatchers today. rosie inspired me a few weeks ago with her OP as did pie with her weightloss.
I have been ignoring the fact that I have put on masses of weight (gone up 2 clothes sizes since I got to Paris as I have been using food as my way of coping with the mild depression that has gripped me since I got here) and I am sick of feeling unhealthy, fat, clothes don’t look good etc. I had some blood work done recently that scared me as it shows I have pre-diabetes and Hubby and I agreed last week that we want to start trying for a family next year.
All of which means I need to lose some serious weight. So Weightwatchers online it is. Tonight I will buy scales on the way home so I have an accurate picture of where I am and I need to get my butt moving and do some exercise!
Congratulations on joining WW, mmmmmmmmmmmmmms - I’ve been doing Slimming World for a while now and after last night’s weigh-in, I’m only 3.5lbs away from my target weight. I’ve dropped nearly three dress sizes since I started and have (fortunately) been able to pass on virtually unworn clothes to a couple of friends who are also dieting. Once I get to my target weight, gym membership will come next!
Trying new foods and finding low-fat ways to cook things has been fun, and even 'im indoors has decided that the new favourite meals are acceptable and that’s pretty good since he’s a vegetable-hating alien.