Tuesday, August 31, 2004
My Poor Baby
I got called last Friday to pick Brandi up from school. She had a fever of 101 something. I figured it was the ear getting infected, since they told me that was one thing to watch out for. It turned out she had strep throat and the beginning of an ear infection. They had to swab her throat, which I expected. They did a blood test which I can't figure out why they did that. And they gave me some drops to ward off the ear infection as well as a shot for the strep. Needless to say she had a really bad day. She felt so bad, her eyes were all red and she fell asleep on the doctor's table. We all know how uncomfortable those things are. So now she's better. Back in school today. The new has worn off because she isn't raring to go like she was.
Now I have to catch up from last week. I know I will get there. Just a matter of time. I always get it all done, I just stress when it piles up.
The Passion of the Christ came out on video today. I may rent it. My son wants to watch it, but I am wary of letting him. He doesn't do well with scarey movies.
I have been writing my marrying for money story on my lunch break. I really love the room back there with the big TV. It's so quiet and relaxing. I wish I could take that room home with me!
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Now I have to catch up from last week. I know I will get there. Just a matter of time. I always get it all done, I just stress when it piles up.
The Passion of the Christ came out on video today. I may rent it. My son wants to watch it, but I am wary of letting him. He doesn't do well with scarey movies.
I have been writing my marrying for money story on my lunch break. I really love the room back there with the big TV. It's so quiet and relaxing. I wish I could take that room home with me!
Thursday, August 26, 2004
Does it ever end???
Another trauma last night.
Brandi picked up a wire necklace. The stiff kind that just wraps around, no clasp or anything. She was in a big hurry, you know how kids are always rushing to do things. Anyway, she stuck the thing into her ear and it started bleeding. I rushed her to the ER. They checked her over and said her eardrum was fine. I felt very relieved. It was still nerve racking. She said she didn't have any ear pain this morning. The only thing I have to watch out for is drainage and fever, which could be signs of infection. I'm going to keep it really clean and not let her get any water in it and maybe it'll be all right.
Will I keep my sanity till she's grown???
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Brandi picked up a wire necklace. The stiff kind that just wraps around, no clasp or anything. She was in a big hurry, you know how kids are always rushing to do things. Anyway, she stuck the thing into her ear and it started bleeding. I rushed her to the ER. They checked her over and said her eardrum was fine. I felt very relieved. It was still nerve racking. She said she didn't have any ear pain this morning. The only thing I have to watch out for is drainage and fever, which could be signs of infection. I'm going to keep it really clean and not let her get any water in it and maybe it'll be all right.
Will I keep my sanity till she's grown???
Monday, August 23, 2004
A Crack-HO? ME????
Do I look like a crack-ho? Apparently the Bowdon police thought so for a moment.
They pulled me over Friday night and said my car had been seen leaving a known crack house. He was quite insistent on it.
I had dropped my son off for his weekend visitation at his dad's house and then Doug wanted to go visit with his cousin for a while. We planned on leaving early, but wound up staying until nearly midnight. Not a good time to be driving through Bowdon it would seem.
Mark had been telling Doug how Bowdon has really gone to the dogs. We were talking about how there was nothing left to do there, but sell crack or drugs. Sure enough, the police got behind me there on hwy 100 and stopped me in the middle of town.
He said I had just pulled off a dirt road and on that road there was a tailer that was a known crack house. I said, yes, I did just leave a dirt road, but I was at a house and not a trailer. He said it was Reeves Road that the car was seen on. I said, I was on Yates Road, not Reeves. He didn't seem like he wanted to believe me. He asked if I had any weapons, guns, knives or explosives in the car. I, of course, told him no. I didn't mention the machete I had under the passengers seat. It's not really a weapon. I'm not even sure why it's there. It's just been there for a long time. He kept on questioning me about how much I had drank that day. I told him nothing and that was the truth. I even asked him to breathalyze me, but he didn't. He said he could tell I wasn't drunk. He still continued to question me about the can in the console. I picked it up and showed him that it wasn't opened and told him I didn't even like beer. He still seemed to believe it was my very car that had been spotted leaving the crack trailer. He went back to talk to the other policeman, who, I believe, told him that ours was the wrong car, because he came back, gave me back my license and said he was going to let me go, because he decided he believed my story. I was relieved of course. I had been getting ready to cry my eyes out.
I wished him luck on catching the crack heads. I'm sure not a fan of them.
After it was all over with, Doug and I started seeing the humor in the situation. He calls me crack-ho now.
I wonder what would have happened if they had searched the car? Nothing here but 59 packs of ketchup on the dash and a machete under the seat. It looks really bad because the child in the front seat has ketchup all over her chin. This doesn't look good. What's the machete for, Ms. Buchanan? -- Oh, we use that to hack our way in to find tomato vines!
It did get better though. Saturday we went to 280 to cash a check and then we went over to the water fountain and walked around it. Brandi threw in some coins. Then we went to McDonald's. We were starving. Brandi ate 6 chicken nuggets and over a half of a cheeseburger. We threw fries to the birds. It was so cute. There were about 6 little brown birds there. Before long, all of them had a fry in their mouth. It was so funny seeing little birds with our fries. Birds flying with fries -- too cute.
I took Brandi to get her hair cut and a new outfit for Friday when she gets her picture made. I wound up buying her 2 outfits. She's already wore both of them and messed them up! ha ha
We went to get Paul Sunday afternoon, or rather Doug did. I stayed home and baked a Pineapple upside down cake. It turned out perfect. I laughed in Doug's face because he didnt think I could make it if I didn't have explicit instructions wrote down as to how to do it!
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They pulled me over Friday night and said my car had been seen leaving a known crack house. He was quite insistent on it.
I had dropped my son off for his weekend visitation at his dad's house and then Doug wanted to go visit with his cousin for a while. We planned on leaving early, but wound up staying until nearly midnight. Not a good time to be driving through Bowdon it would seem.
Mark had been telling Doug how Bowdon has really gone to the dogs. We were talking about how there was nothing left to do there, but sell crack or drugs. Sure enough, the police got behind me there on hwy 100 and stopped me in the middle of town.
He said I had just pulled off a dirt road and on that road there was a tailer that was a known crack house. I said, yes, I did just leave a dirt road, but I was at a house and not a trailer. He said it was Reeves Road that the car was seen on. I said, I was on Yates Road, not Reeves. He didn't seem like he wanted to believe me. He asked if I had any weapons, guns, knives or explosives in the car. I, of course, told him no. I didn't mention the machete I had under the passengers seat. It's not really a weapon. I'm not even sure why it's there. It's just been there for a long time. He kept on questioning me about how much I had drank that day. I told him nothing and that was the truth. I even asked him to breathalyze me, but he didn't. He said he could tell I wasn't drunk. He still continued to question me about the can in the console. I picked it up and showed him that it wasn't opened and told him I didn't even like beer. He still seemed to believe it was my very car that had been spotted leaving the crack trailer. He went back to talk to the other policeman, who, I believe, told him that ours was the wrong car, because he came back, gave me back my license and said he was going to let me go, because he decided he believed my story. I was relieved of course. I had been getting ready to cry my eyes out.
I wished him luck on catching the crack heads. I'm sure not a fan of them.
After it was all over with, Doug and I started seeing the humor in the situation. He calls me crack-ho now.
I wonder what would have happened if they had searched the car? Nothing here but 59 packs of ketchup on the dash and a machete under the seat. It looks really bad because the child in the front seat has ketchup all over her chin. This doesn't look good. What's the machete for, Ms. Buchanan? -- Oh, we use that to hack our way in to find tomato vines!
It did get better though. Saturday we went to 280 to cash a check and then we went over to the water fountain and walked around it. Brandi threw in some coins. Then we went to McDonald's. We were starving. Brandi ate 6 chicken nuggets and over a half of a cheeseburger. We threw fries to the birds. It was so cute. There were about 6 little brown birds there. Before long, all of them had a fry in their mouth. It was so funny seeing little birds with our fries. Birds flying with fries -- too cute.
I took Brandi to get her hair cut and a new outfit for Friday when she gets her picture made. I wound up buying her 2 outfits. She's already wore both of them and messed them up! ha ha
We went to get Paul Sunday afternoon, or rather Doug did. I stayed home and baked a Pineapple upside down cake. It turned out perfect. I laughed in Doug's face because he didnt think I could make it if I didn't have explicit instructions wrote down as to how to do it!
Friday, August 13, 2004
Behind on prompts...
Prompt: How much of your life is spent in the prusuit of being perfect at something? Have you ever attained perfection in something?
No, I don't try to be perfect and I have never attained anything to perfection. Well, except my grilled steaks. Those are perfikt.
Song Prompt 12 "Am I the one you were sent to save?"
I don't know this song. But I believe that people are sent into our lives for a reason. Maybe not always to "save" us, but for some reason. Whether for encouragement, friendship, or to learn something, and the list could go on. Most of the time, we probably never realize the true reason we know the people we know.
Write about a time when you felt accepted by a parent or grandparent.
This one could require a LOT of thinking. I always felt accepted by my parents when I was a child. I always felt accepted by my father, even after I grew up. I'm not sure my mother accepts me completely. I began feeling that way around the age of 14. It seemed I was always trying to please her but couldn't.
In "Vein of Gold", Julia Cameron introduces the idea of 'the cinema self'; an ideal, larger than life, glamorous version of who we are in everyday life. Cinema Self is based on who we are, but has the freedom and ability to do and be things we can't or won't. Try to imagine your Cinema Self; the clothes, the car, the places you would go and the people you would meet. Then imagine yourself being invited to cast and direct "Self - The Movie" and choose an artist to play your role. Who do you think would portray you best?
I think Kristy Swanson should play me in the movie about myself. She'd wear glasses, a long white coat and work in a laboratory. She's single, living in a bachelorette pad, and dates often. She's quiet, mysterious, and writes medical thrillers. She drives a black mustang convertible. She travels to a new country every year and has broken 100 men's hearts, and counting. Her dog is a Husky/Wolf and is loyal to her. The last time someone raised his voice at her, he bit a chunk out of his leg. -- Hey, I think I'll go write about "me."
Prompt: If you had a 24 hour bus trip to take and you could chose the person to sit next to you for the whole time, who would you chose, or not chose and why?
I would choose to sit next to my son, Paul. He's my best little buddy and the only person in the world who truly understands me. Plus he's the only person I could sit next to for a whole 24 hours and either talk or not talk and be for sure I wouldn't feel uncomfortable.
August is National Psychic Month. Have you ever consulted a psychic? Had your palm read or a tarot card reading? Do you believe that some people have psychic abilities or do you think its all a bunch of hogwash?
I have consulted a psychic before. Shhhh don't tell my husband. It was him I was checking up on. Yes, I was so desperate for information, I paid this woman a lot of mone to tell me.... nothing really. It didn't take long for me to figure out, she really wanted me to bring her money and more money. She'd give me bits of info to keep me coming back and then I would have to pay her for her to tell me, not much. I do believe there are people with some psychic abilities. There are a lot that are full of hogwash too. So, I don't go to them anymore. That doesn't mean I think all psychics are bs'ers. I'm fascinated by the possibility that there could be such a thing. I even think we all have some psychic ability. Hasn't almost everyone had a dream come true and then blame it on coincidence. But were you REALLY 100% sure? I am not.
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No, I don't try to be perfect and I have never attained anything to perfection. Well, except my grilled steaks. Those are perfikt.
Song Prompt 12 "Am I the one you were sent to save?"
I don't know this song. But I believe that people are sent into our lives for a reason. Maybe not always to "save" us, but for some reason. Whether for encouragement, friendship, or to learn something, and the list could go on. Most of the time, we probably never realize the true reason we know the people we know.
Write about a time when you felt accepted by a parent or grandparent.
This one could require a LOT of thinking. I always felt accepted by my parents when I was a child. I always felt accepted by my father, even after I grew up. I'm not sure my mother accepts me completely. I began feeling that way around the age of 14. It seemed I was always trying to please her but couldn't.
In "Vein of Gold", Julia Cameron introduces the idea of 'the cinema self'; an ideal, larger than life, glamorous version of who we are in everyday life. Cinema Self is based on who we are, but has the freedom and ability to do and be things we can't or won't. Try to imagine your Cinema Self; the clothes, the car, the places you would go and the people you would meet. Then imagine yourself being invited to cast and direct "Self - The Movie" and choose an artist to play your role. Who do you think would portray you best?
I think Kristy Swanson should play me in the movie about myself. She'd wear glasses, a long white coat and work in a laboratory. She's single, living in a bachelorette pad, and dates often. She's quiet, mysterious, and writes medical thrillers. She drives a black mustang convertible. She travels to a new country every year and has broken 100 men's hearts, and counting. Her dog is a Husky/Wolf and is loyal to her. The last time someone raised his voice at her, he bit a chunk out of his leg. -- Hey, I think I'll go write about "me."
Prompt: If you had a 24 hour bus trip to take and you could chose the person to sit next to you for the whole time, who would you chose, or not chose and why?
I would choose to sit next to my son, Paul. He's my best little buddy and the only person in the world who truly understands me. Plus he's the only person I could sit next to for a whole 24 hours and either talk or not talk and be for sure I wouldn't feel uncomfortable.
August is National Psychic Month. Have you ever consulted a psychic? Had your palm read or a tarot card reading? Do you believe that some people have psychic abilities or do you think its all a bunch of hogwash?
I have consulted a psychic before. Shhhh don't tell my husband. It was him I was checking up on. Yes, I was so desperate for information, I paid this woman a lot of mone to tell me.... nothing really. It didn't take long for me to figure out, she really wanted me to bring her money and more money. She'd give me bits of info to keep me coming back and then I would have to pay her for her to tell me, not much. I do believe there are people with some psychic abilities. There are a lot that are full of hogwash too. So, I don't go to them anymore. That doesn't mean I think all psychics are bs'ers. I'm fascinated by the possibility that there could be such a thing. I even think we all have some psychic ability. Hasn't almost everyone had a dream come true and then blame it on coincidence. But were you REALLY 100% sure? I am not.
BAAAACK!
I can't believe it's been almost a month since I blogged.
Since I left for vacation. Yes, it took that long to recover from it!
The trip to the Aquarium went well. The kids liked looking at the fish. Especially the big fish. I was a bit dissapointed there were no dolphins or big sharks. There were little sharks, but I have caught catfish bigger than some of them!
I was fascinated by the pirannah. They just hover in the water and look so spooky. They are also quite beautiful. They have a red stomach and sparkles on their backs.
After we got back, I felt like I could sleep the rest of the year!
A few weeks later, we took a trip to Oak Mountain. I think the kids liked that even more than going to Tennessee.
School started back yesterday. Brandi was so excited she wouldn't go to sleep. I think she was more excited over starting Kindergarden than she has ever been over Chirstmas. Paul on the other hand was depressed. He didn't want to go back. Period, end of story.
Well, it is Friday. I have no big plans for the weekend. It is so nice out though, I want to do something. It's clear and cool and just the perfect temperature for outdoor activities. I might go to walmart and get a badminton set or something.
It sure is quiet here at work now that Paul is back at school. I kind of miss him. Hard to believe he will start high school next year.
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Since I left for vacation. Yes, it took that long to recover from it!
The trip to the Aquarium went well. The kids liked looking at the fish. Especially the big fish. I was a bit dissapointed there were no dolphins or big sharks. There were little sharks, but I have caught catfish bigger than some of them!
I was fascinated by the pirannah. They just hover in the water and look so spooky. They are also quite beautiful. They have a red stomach and sparkles on their backs.
After we got back, I felt like I could sleep the rest of the year!
A few weeks later, we took a trip to Oak Mountain. I think the kids liked that even more than going to Tennessee.
School started back yesterday. Brandi was so excited she wouldn't go to sleep. I think she was more excited over starting Kindergarden than she has ever been over Chirstmas. Paul on the other hand was depressed. He didn't want to go back. Period, end of story.
Well, it is Friday. I have no big plans for the weekend. It is so nice out though, I want to do something. It's clear and cool and just the perfect temperature for outdoor activities. I might go to walmart and get a badminton set or something.
It sure is quiet here at work now that Paul is back at school. I kind of miss him. Hard to believe he will start high school next year.
