Friday, February 10, 2012

ThingsI have heard this week..

..but may wish I had not:

1. "Next, she goes into weapons training!"

2. "Have you retired?"

3. "Hafta get up for work..again.."

4. "Most of the time, I feel like I'm still 25 - maybe that's when my "life-as-I-knew-it" stopped..."





So, #1.  Ella, that little hummingbird of a child..is in karate..breaking boards with those little tiny hands and feet..and she was chosen to go into a program where, you guessed it, have weapons..numb chucks (?) and bows (not for the hair if I understand correctly)..






{what do you do with the boards you jsut broke..when your Daddy is an Engineer? You build your house!}
What's next - target practice?  Well, she is a Jersey Girl..



#2. When I went in to get my new glasses {wow - those are really a ..um..departure for you, aren't they?!} she looked across the room and asked to the air I guess, "Have you retired?" ..I turned around to see who she was speaking to. Um...me?  Are you kidding me?
 Yep. The store was empty... except she and I..

..and yes, I got new "Geek-Chic" black glasses..and I love them..even at MY AGE..hurumph..



#3.  No, this really doesn't go along with the retired-thing as seen above..but I had to work on Saturday..which, in all fairness, is only asked of me a couple of times a year.  Exactly 2 times too many.  I don't do Saturdays..I can't function for 6 days ..in..a..row. So I groused and grumbled and whined and frowned..but I got overtime..which allowed me to get me a ...

Kindle Fire! Yay!  



Still hated working though...

They should have just given me a Kindle Fire for not stabbing any of my co-workers with a fork..

#4. So when Mr. B and  me  were discussing #2 above, he tried {key word is "tried"} to make me feel better about how I was feeling..saying I didn't feel like I was a old {chronologically} as I really am..went on to say the whole 25-year-old-thing..until I reminded him that we met when he was 25..

"Oh" say he, "I meant..that's when my life...began?"



Oh yeah..it's been a week...


-me




Monday, February 6, 2012

so, yeah, I've been gone a while...

..but I have a good excuse..depression.

No, not me, silly!

Sushi.


Yeppers, I was dealing with a sever case of fishy-depression..

He was sad..listless..lazy..lonely in the kitchen..on the stove..quiet...

Oh wait..he's always quiet.


So, I did what any "WOW" would do..{that's Wise Older Woman..}..

I Googled...depressed beta fish.

And, yes, there is a whole world of depressed betas out there.

and I had one.



huh..soooo..

Prozac? Paxil?

nope.

good..finding teeny-weeny little pills would be time consuming..

the answer?

warmer water.



 and more of it. a bigger tank ..   home..



So, all is well at the "B" household tonight. Sushi loves Mommy..Mommy loves Sushi..



hope all is well within yours..

-me

Sunday, February 5, 2012

I'm sorry..

I was going to actually write to you all tonight..but I just heard about the creep { I can't even write his name} the husband of missing Utah woman, Susan Powell, who all feel he killed... killed his 2 young boys while on a supervised visit..he died too, which ..well..

I can't even think of being funny, or stupid, or ..all I can do is feel sick.  And so sad for the grandparents, the social worker who the creep locked out of the house right before he blew up the house..

So, now her parents have lost their daughter..the grandsons they had temporary custody of..and 2 beautiful, darling boys have lost their lives..

May he rot in hell..

Please know I am fine. My issues are so..so incredibly insignificant..I am just stunned, confused..and ...sad.

Please send up your prayers, your love and support to Susan's parents..the the social worker,,,and lift those 2 precious babies up to heaven..

-me

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Just a note....

I'll be out for a short while..seems I have benign positional vertigo..a major headache with spinning..like a hangover..but with none of  the pre-spinning fun!

Causes
The cause of benign paroxysmal positional vertigo is not known however it is believed that some conditions leading to it is caused by a blow in the head. Other causes include damage to the inner ear. Normally, the inner ear contains calcium crystals or otoconia responsible for the sensitivity to movement and gravity. When it is dislodged, it makes its way to one of the semicircular canals and maybe dislodged. When the head is repositioned, the fluid which is normally present in the middle ear travels to the semicircular canal however when it reaches the affected canal, the fluid is blocked causing displacement which may in turn leads to vertigo. The dizziness is triggered when the head is repositioned as evidence by tilting the head, looking up or down, sudden movement of the head, rolling over on bed, and presence of head injury

I work on the computer for 8 hours a day..and the light of the screen and the type gets to me and I start the spinning again..so I'm going to stay off until we get this under control.



Antibiotics..movement exercises..so,in the meantime.. talk amongst yourself...I'll be back soon...

XXOO

-me

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

what's in a name...

...or the genius of re-packaging..

The other day my eldest daughter called and said "Mom, you got me hooked on Yoga pants.."

Yeppers..from Old Navy..

black....comfortable..non-ironing-needed..no zippers or rivets or buttons...or pockets.

We used to call those ....

Stretch pants.

yes, those banes of the 70's housewives..re-packaged into..

Yoga pants.

Then there's conditioner.

Shampoo, rinse, condition, rinse.  Shinny, soft, tangle-free hair...


Cream Rinse.



Conditioner..

Old Navy again..this time it's..compression pants..

skin-tight, seriously-bathing-suit-body-armour-full-length ..compression pants???

Girdle...seriously....


what have you noticed that has been re-packaged?
-me

Monday, January 9, 2012

up for some pondering??

why is it, just before your scheduled haircut, dentist appointment, car repairs, etc. the issue you had been dealing with seems to be OK now??

Yep, my hair looked great for 2 days prior to my appointment..


...and the toothache? gone.

...not now - but the last time I went to the dentist...I'm just sayin...

And the car noise that goes  flippity-jup jup? Not when it's at the shop...


But, hey, I got this karma thing on my side....so..if I keep my thoughts and actions on the up & up..

I'll be able to say "HA!" to the universe..not that that will fix the flippity-jup jup..

Ah, sweet mysteries of life.....


-me

Friday, January 6, 2012

and yeah, I know, right?

Ug. as in "ug" not as in boots. anyway I think they're spelled ugg ..or uug

I been in a ..well..not a funk per se..but kinda like the inversion that has been covering the valley here..kinda gray ind icky..blah-y...

Lazy..no not lazy..just kinda tired I guess. {great start to a blog post, right? Really makes ya wanna read on., right?? uh...not so much..}

Anyway, I thought I'd let you all know I am still here..popping in once and a while..too much time spent on the computer at work for these old eyes..

And..trying to "unplug" and plug into the life that's around me.

But the thing is, I really miss you all.  I've read here and there once in a while and have left a note or two..

I think part of my blah-ness was that I wasn't exercising after I broke my ribs..and the way I can justify anything..

I gave myself permission to eat..you know..the whole "Christmas-only-comes-once-a-year-and-I-can't-exercise-anyway-so-I-may-as-well-make-CANDY!!!

Hmm...now that I see it written out, I can see the flaw in my thinking...

results? weight gain, crappy mood, stomach "issues"..awesome candy..no no no..think about the bad moods..

So, I am back to Zumba, back to Weight Watchers, back to not cooking {insert a little "yay " right here}

..and hopefully blogging about stuff instead of "stuffing" about stuff.

I'll end this pity-party right now and be back soon with some good, light thoughts and some fun photos and some thoughtful words..good feelings..

no wait..that's YOUR blog I'm thinking about :-)

-me

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