Friday, October 31, 2008

Good Thing I'm Super Organized...

Happy Happy Halloween!!!
This is Ryan as a bee. He didn't feel the love for this like I did! :O)

I had a pattern way back in the day when Jason and Molly were babies that was really great. It was a Simplicity pattern that was super easy! I made it in a pumpkin...
A dalmatian...
Blues Clues...
And a dragon...
It really was a great pattern! I don't think they make it anymore. And thinking about Ryan, now that he is in Middle School he is meeting A LOT of new kids. His middle school gets all the kids from 3 area Elementary Schools. So instead of just having the kids from our neighborhood he now has kids from 3 areas. mmmmm. So anyway, he has a new friend. He's the kind of kid that when you meet him you think. Huh. I'm not so sure about this kid. He is in a military kid club so I'm like okay he's a little aggressive, a little bossy, but polite. The club that he is in I feel is probably run by a bunch of idiot men because the branch of the military it is affiliated with (from my experience with friends fathers, brothers, spouses who were in this branch) are gung-ho, over the top, aggressive, arrogant, idiots. So yeah I'm not sure I'm liking this kid. Anyway, he invited Ryan to a Halloween party/function for kids last night. I spoke to the mom and was like okay you can go. I drive Ryan over to their house and meet the mom in person --- OMG! If I thought mmmm about the kid it's Aahhhhhhh, yikes! about the mom! Let me see if I can paint a picture for you...tough, beer drinking, cigarette smoking, sailor talking, gun slinging WACKO! LOL. Really, she wasn't that bad - she wasn't doing any of those things, but WOW she was a bit rough if you know what I mean. So now I'm standing on her porch and I'm committed to letting Ryan go on this outing so I grab Ryan in a death grip hug and whisper "Ryan! If you get to this party and you don't like it you call me and I'll come get you right away! Be good and polite and have fun." He's like MOM! okay! like will you please get off me?! LOL. It was not a good situation. I came home and looked at Mark and said SWEET JESUS I JUST SENT RYAN OFF WITH A HILL BILLY YAHOO! LOL I was never so happy to see him come home in my life!

It sure is a good thing that I'm so super organized because if I weren't I wouldn't have had the pleasure of spending an HOUR looking for my box of sewing machine feet!!!! That's good times. And since after 45 minutes of looking my mouth slipped into speaking in tongues, I'll probably be burning in hell for all eternity. Yep, good times.

I'm still feeling the crock pot love so I'm going to give you this one, too (because I seem to be on a recipe roll this week)...

CHICKEN IN CROCK POT

one 4 1/2 to 5 lb Whole Chicken
1/4 Cup Onion chopped and put inside the chicken
Brush skin with melted butter
Squeeze juice of 1 lemon over chicken

Sprinkle with:

1/2 tsp Salt
1 tsp Dried Parsley
1/4 tsp Thyme
1/4 tsp Paprika

Cook in crock pot for 5 to 5 1/2 hours on high. Now, my crock pot is big so I use a 7 lb chicken and mine never takes more than 4 to 4 1/2 hours to cook on high. In my crock pot by 5 hours its practically soup! So there you have it... It's a good one. I've made it in the regular oven like this too.

Thursday, October 30, 2008

Aaaaaah, It's a Good Day...

My day started off a little bad -- I spent 4 hours stitching the background of my little quilt and then ripping it all out THREE times!!! so at the end of the 4 hours I was right back to where I had started at 9:30! Not very productive ... but then I stopped stressing about what they will think of this stitch or that section of stitches and just got down to it and finished by 3:30! Yippee! Now all that is left is the binding and retyping the directions from my chicken scratch notes.

I'm making a casserole for dinner tonight and I wanted to share the recipe with you. This is a great casserole because it can be made up in advance and then cooked -- It's perfect for donating to a soup kitchen/church dinner, etc. For my family of 6 I double it - just so you know...

CHICKEN BROCCOLI CASSEROLE

2 chicken breasts cut up
1 Box of Frozen Broccoli or fresh broccoli cut up into chunks
1 Can of Cream of Mushroom Soup
1/2 Cup Milk
1/4 Cup Mayonnaise
1/2 Cup Grated Mozzarella Cheese
1/2 Cup Cooked Rice (I don't think this is enough rice so I would use 1 cup/2 cups if doubled)
Bread Crumbs (I use the canned Italian Bread Crumbs)

Boil Chicken for 20 minutes. Cool and cut up. Steam broccoli until tender/crisp. Mix soup, milk, and mayonnaise. Heat thoroughly. Put rice in bottom of casserole dish, then the chicken, then the broccoli on top. Pour on the soup mixture and sprinkle with cheese and bread crumbs.

Bake uncovered at 350 degrees for 25 minutes (longer if made in advance and cold) till cheese is melted and the casserole is heated through.

It's really good. I hope you try it - or use it for a donation to a soup kitchen. It makes a nice meal all in one dish. It does take several pots in the preparation -- that's the only negative.

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Who Wants Pie?...

It should be in the 60's here this time of year, but it's been cold (40's - high will be around 52 today) and wet!
I've been feeling the crock pot love lately! Last night we had stew...

I thought I would share the recipe with you...


BEEF STEW IN CROCK POT


2 lbs Beef cut into 1 inch cubes
1/4 Cup Flour
1 1/2 tsp Salt
1/2 tsp Pepper
1 1/2 Cups Beef Broth (one 14 ounce can)
1 1/2 tsp Worcestershire Sauce
1 lb Green Beans
1 Clove Garlic finely chopped
1 Bay Leaf
1 tsp Paprika
1 lb Green Beans (I add a little more)
4 Carrots (I always add more) cut into 1 inch pieces
6 Red Bliss Potatoes with skin cut into 1 inch pieces (I add more of these too)
2 Onions chopped (I use 1 big sweet onion)
1 Stalk of Celery, sliced


Put cubed beef into crock pot with flour, salt, and pepper. Stir to coat. Add remaining ingredients and mix well. Cover and cook on low for 10-12 hours or high for 4-5 hours. My crock pot is a 7 quart Kitchenaid and takes 4 hours and 20 minutes on high to cook.


While the stew was cooking I thought, hmmm, pumpkin pie would be good and fallish with this! I think I'll make one. I should make one for my parents, too! I'll double the recipe. I'm doubling, doubling, doubling and I come to the eggs - 4 eggs - that's 8 eggs...hmmm. 8 eggs for two pies?! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa...wait a second...how many pies does this recipe make? TWO. So now I'm making FOUR pies!!!! Oh crap! :O) Jason bursts out laughing. "Oh! This is so classic you mom!" Shut up Jason LOL! So, yeah, you guessed it...It's banana-coffee-pie for like the next two weeks! Jason said "Mom, I hate pumpkin pie, but I'll eat some for you." Thanks buddy.

The rest of us love pumpkin pie, but THREE!!! that's a bit much...I'll have to give one to a neighbor or something. Even I can't eat three pies!

Last night I went to Barnes & Noble with Mr Cranky Pants (Mark - who is so cranky because of his back hurting again that he said to me this morning "I'm just too cranky to deal with your happy!" That's okay big guy) Anyway, we went to the book store and I got this super fabulous new book!!!!!

I LOVE this needle case!...
And this little pouch...

Molly would love this Ipod case...
Love it! The book is great!
It's Wednesday -- Ghost Hunters marathon - you know where I'll be! :O) I told Mark "Friday is Ghost Hunters live for Halloween - you remember that right?" Of for God's sake Mary that is the dumbest show on TV! Do we really have to suffer through it twice in one week?! Oooooh, yeah! Kellie and I love it! It's too funny...did you see that? no. did you hear that? no. It is stupid, but we LOVE it! :O) So, happy happy Wednesday everyone!

Monday, October 27, 2008

The World's Biggest Hypocrite...

That would be me...Ryan and Jason are junk food junkies. Ryan comes in to my room and says "Mom, can I have a doughnut for breakfast if I eat a banana first?" ABSOLUTELY NOT!! Ryan! You have to eat a healthy breakfast (such as cheese curls made with REAL cheese for instance --with that Banana)! I don't worry as much about Jason because he pretty much eats continuously and at some point he comes across nutritious food in the process of elimination. For Jason my coming home from the grocery store is like Christmas morning! Luckily, he has my metabolism (well, the one I had until I turned 38) and he can eat whatever he wants and still be skinny! It's incredible the amount of food a teenage boy can eat - and in disturbing combinations, disgusting really.


I am also the worlds biggest procrastinator! I knew over a month ago that I needed to get this finished -- I have to remake one of my little quilts this week taking step by step photos and write all the directions and have it finished and in the mail by Friday. It's craziness, but it's how I work best. It keeps me focused when I have a short deadline.


I thought I was going to be finished with these little ornaments/brooches today...


but I kept doing other things instead, so here they sit -- unfinished for a few more days (distracting me)

but I will have to put them aside as I get this mini quilt thing finished...

And this morning as Ryan was walking out the door to get the school bus "oh and mom, I have a book report due tomorrow and I have to make a diorama to go with it. Can you pick up a box for me today?" RYAN! That is completely unacceptable! You knew you had this report all weekend! We could have taken care of it then! Projects should be worked on and finished as soon as they are assigned! NOT THE NIGHT BEFORE! mmm. Definitely words of wisdom.


Well, I'm off to sew, photo take, and type because if there is one thing I do best -- it's getting things done right away! Now that I have had my nutritious weight loss diet of banana and coffee (with doughnut! hahaha - don't tell Ryan.)I'm ready to work...Have a great Monday!

Friday, October 24, 2008

Finally Found THE Diet...

I saw on tv this morning that in Japan they are in to this new diet of eating a banana and warm water for breakfast and then you can eat whatever you want the rest of the day. Well, I had a banana and cheese curlz with about a gallon of coffee (hot water, right) -- does that mean I can eat whatever I want the rest of the day? Great! Works for me! Aaaah, the yummy goodness of breakfast. You know it's good when they take the time to let you know that it has real cheese in it! :O)...

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Boys...

So Jason came home yesterday and said "oh, by the way, I'm going to a concert this weekend so I'm taking off from work." Ahhhh, where is this concert and who is going? "it's in New York. I'm going with Tyler and Gilby." NEW YORK?!! How are you getting to New York?! "Tyler's mom is taking us. It's a two day concert and we are staying in Time Square." Okay buddy. Let's have a come to Jesus meeting...You are 16. You do not come in here and TELL me you are going anywhere. You ask. And unless I SPEAK directly with Tyler's mother and find out EVERY detail of this weekend I will not even consider letting you go. I don't even know this woman! Is she staying with you the entire time or is she some kind of nut who will be letting three 16 year old boys loose in New York city?! Is she going to this concert? How many rooms is she getting? I would assume two -- how much is this going to cost? Concert? Room? Food? "I don't know" Yeah, well maybe that would be a good place to start with all of my questions, huh? Eye roll. Big sigh. Lots of mumbling. YEAH! THAT'S RIGHT BIG GUY I'M STILL IN CHARGE -- I'LL BE TALKING TO HIS MOM - PERSONALLY - OR YOU'LL BE HANGIN' WITH ME THIS WEEKEND!! boys. Getting just a bit too big for his britches! I did tell him the other night at dinner when he was being a bit too bratty for my taste that I was not so old that I couldn't come across that table like a woman possessed and smack him in the mouth! "hahahaha, I'd like to see that." Keep it up pumpkin and you'll see just how fast I can move! Then I ruined it by laughing. damn it. Of course Molly making ninja sounds didn't help.

Monday, October 20, 2008

Saturday night was Homecoming...
I bought a new sewing/cutting table for my sewing area...
It's much bigger than I though. It didn't seem so large in the store. I tried to hide it behind this shelving unit...
but Mark still noticed that my stuff is continuing to spread like a cancer. I guess it does stick out a bit more than I had thought...
I explained that I wouldn't have to use the dining room table anymore -- that made him see the value of this table. It's heavy, but it's on wheels so that makes it easy to move. I bought it at Joann Fabrics. They have two sizes, this is the larger one. I think that the center part is like 17 or 18 inches wide. When it's open it makes a really nice size work surface.

Last night everyone was in bed. Howard and I were still up and I was watching a scary movie in the dark. I was on one sofa and Howard was on the other. I start hearing this really quiet muffled noise that was getting louder and louder ...oooooooOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWRRRRRRR... What the heck is that?! It sounded like something was about to blow up. Then I realized it was Howard with his head under his martini pillow having a bad dream. Idiot dog! Happy Monday!

Thursday, October 16, 2008

Had A Good Laugh....

I have to share with you how I got the majority of my felted wool...A few years ago I was buying a lot of hand dyed felted wool from this one lady. One day she asked me if I would help her work her booth at a quilt show. Sure. So off to Gettysburg, PA for the weekend to help out. She paid for my hotel, all of my meals and on the last day as I was leaving she said "take all of those bags over there of wool as payment for this weekend." Bags and bags (big black lawn size bags) packed full of HAND DYED felted wool as payment?! Yeah baby!!! that's my kind of job!


Sheldon the pin cushion urchin has picked up a new fashionable accessory for his hair...it's our star polyp! He's so funny. It looks like a hat of feathers...
He has so much junk attached to him now that it's hard to see him! They say that that is how you can tell that they are happy and healthy -- a lot of baggage! :O) He's very very happy!

And here is our newest fishy...

Took my parents to the doctor yesterday.

My Mom: Oh, I'm so glad we are going to the doctor today my chest is really bothering me.

My Dad: What's wrong with your chest?

My Mom: It hurts!

My Dad: What happened to it?

My Mom: I have a fractured sternum! and it hurts!


My Dad: How did that happen? in the accident?


I looked in the rear view mirror at my Mom and we both busted out laughing! Ah, yeah Dad she did it in the accident! Don't you remember all the morphine they were giving her? Did you not notice the pain she's been in? He didn't. Great. At least my Mom and I got a laugh out of it.

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Taking Over The World

Mark said to me yesterday..."Mary! Your craft stuff is spreading like a cancer!" Mmmhmm. Yes. It is. So for safety sake Mark you should probably close your eyes and leave the area. Quickly. :O) It is bad...

I've turned the corner from my sewing area into the living area in our basement where the kids play and hang out with their friends. oops. couldn't be helped. I guess it is a problem that I'm now blocking half of the book case with my boxes of felted wool, but if you look closely I've taken over all of the bookcase shelves anyway -- couldn't be helped. sorry.

But I'm not sure what I was thinking here...

I'm 5' 2" and this last storage box is up to the ceiling. that's a problem. and not too sturdy I might add. I'm just waiting for all of these beads to come down on my head!



So I've been playing since yesterday morning. Playing with puzzles, playing with beads, playing with all of my growing like a cancer craft stuff...I think I'm finally getting my happy back. So you have a great day! I'm off to take my parents to the doctor - but I'm not going to let them do me in! I refuse to listen to negative blah blah blah. I'm going to have a happy day if it kills me!

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

He Gets Me...

Yes. Mark definitely gets me...
You realize that this means continuous tea drinking, chocolate Lindor ball eating, and puzzle working, right? He's a good guy. I'm definitely feeling pizza and subs for dinner, oh yes.


Last night at 9 PM my Mom called and it was off to the ER again for my Dad this time because his leg was turning red and swelling. Rolled back home at 4:30 AM --- ahhh, the good times just keep coming. He has an infection that he got while in Bayview. Now he's on antibiotics for that. Last night I finally realized that my Dad's craziness is definitely fear -- anxiety. He was complaining about pain again and his breathing was really strange -- almost like hyperventilating but as soon as they said he would be able to go home it all stopped. Not the complaining, but the pain and crazy breathing all went back to normal. Honestly, he complained from the moment I picked them up at 9:15 until the moment I dropped them off at 4:30 -- 7 hours of non-stop constant complaining really wears on you. At one point my Mom was in tears and said he's making her insane. And I think she meant it. It's incredible how your body reacts to that kind of constant negativity. My entire body gets tense and I start to get sick to my stomach.


My appointment went as expected -- it's definitely school related and I should probably stop. He gave me some new pain medication that he wants me to take for at least 2 weeks and then if it's not better I'll have to go see a Sports Medicine doctor.


So, I was able to sleep from 4:45 until 6:30 - I've got my second wind now...Mark's at work, kids are at school - bring on the tea, Lindor balls, and puzzle madness!

Saturday, October 11, 2008

I'll probably delete this post but I'm going to write it anyway. I'm in a black hole. Yeah, that's how I will describe it. I know I'm lucky to have the life that I have...I do have a great husband (who makes me nuts sometimes, but he's great) and I have four healthy children that I love and you know ... life is good, right? But right now...I'm just not feeling it. I'm so not me right now. Not me at all. I'm usually laughing about everything. I'm an optimist. Not right now. Right now I'm just - eeeeh. Here is an example...Today Mark was out all day so I decided to get the house clean so that I could just hang out with him tomorrow. I cleaned, cleaned, cleaned. Dinner...Jason and Ryan were being .... jerks. Jason decided to crumble chips on top of Ryan's sandwich. Ryan comes back to the table with his milk...sees the chip crumbs on his sandwich and tips his plate so that they all fall off onto the table. In the big scheme of things ... not a big deal...annoying (both of them) ... but how do I react....I burst into tears. Mark's like "this is worth crying about?" YES DAMN IT! MY ARMS ARE KILLING ME BUT I CLEANED ALL DAY SO THAT I COULD ENJOY THE WEEKEND AND NOBODY CARES! CANT I JUST HAVE A CLEAN TABLE FOR 15 MINUTES? CAN"T THE FLOOR BE CLEAN FOR 2 MINUTES?! Silence. They probably think I'm a nut. I'm a mess. I'm over the top. What the hell is wrong with me right now. Stress, parents, school, kids ... life? I'm a mess. I was like one of those reality TV shows -- you know how someone is always crying about something on those -- I could cry about chip crumbs on my clean table! Can't you just see me on the TV sobbing "and...and...and there were crumbs and it was .... sob sob ... horrible!" yeah, I'm definitely over the top. My arms have been hurting...really hurting....Tylenol every four hours not helping hurting. Doctor appointment this Monday hurting. It started in September of 07 when I started school. They would get sore after I had been practicing for a few hours. Then about a month into school I was hand quilting and my wrist made this SNAP sound ... pain OMG pain. So I went to the doctor and she gave me some pills like Alieve but like twice the dose of the OTC form. It worked great when they would start to hurt and I was careful to take a lot of breaks when I was practicing but for about I don't three months now I guess they have been hurting more and more and more and Lord knows I haven't touched my machine in at least TWO WEEKS! I was taking the sheets off of my bed today and pain shot up my arm from my elbow and I was just pulling up on the corner. They hurt so bad now that I don't want to do anything. It's constant pain. Constant. I have lost all interest in school. When I would sit down to practice I could only go about 15 minutes before my arms would hurt so bad that I would have to stop. I don't want to be a cripple from it. When I started I thought it would be a great part time job. I could work when I wanted, as much or as little as I wanted, still be home when my kids are home, and the pay is amazing. But now I'm thinking it's not worth it. I want to see what the doctor says about it on Monday. I have guilt about quiting the Court Reporting thing. We've spent a lot of money on it. Machine, books, tuition, computer, computer software. I could sell it but still I have a lot invested to just walk away. Plus I don't want my kids to see me quit. Bad example to show kids you know?! I'll have to wait and see what the doctor has to say. He's probably going to say that I'm a complete wack job and he can't help me! :O)

Friday, October 10, 2008

Sort of Moving On...

It's been this kind of week...

Ho Hum. That's me right now, but I wanted to post about ... stuff ... I've been working on some little brooches/ornaments/thingies...
I'm thinking if I like them when they are done I might put them on etsy. We'll see. I've been playing around with the idea of selling some things...brooches, ornaments, mini quilts, fingerless gloves, scarves, that sort of thing. I don't know. Thinking about it.

I went to the antique shop near me that I love love love! She even has layaway! LOVE that! I picked up my glasses. Kings Crown Wine/Water (12 of them - yeah, baby!)...

12 4 oz glasses and 12 2 oz glasses...

and the piece de resistance--12 of these babies!...

I also bought the ginormous platter but I haven't picked it up yet. They had salad plates too, but I don't think I want them because I plan to use these with my other pink china.


Then I went to my favorite store in town and bought these, but one of the candles has a screwy wick so I have to exchange it...
And this for my kitchen table...
And here's a funny one for you...Miss Molly came home from school yesterday quite distressed. She received her pen pal names. Mr England was cool with the name Angus which she has been saying in her fake British accent all night. Miss France has a cool Frenchy name. But Mr. Italy...Ohhhh, Mr Italy is named....Donald. "D O N A L D ?!?!?!?! What kind of stupid "Italian" name is that?! Donald! Huh. He's probably AMERICAN! How can I have an Italian pen pal named Donald. That doesn't sound hot!" Poor Molly. I try not to laugh. I can see how upsetting this is. Ahh Donald...Don't hold your breath for any mail coming your way any time soon. Oh! And she said "do you think it would be twisted of me to ask Angus to send me a CD of him saying his name and any random things he would like so that I can hear his way too cute voice?" Oh Lord it's just too much! LOL

And this is just wrong....
I'm not sure what's more offensive...the fact that they found my Mallomars or that they left me ONE! Like leaving me one will make it all okay. Why Why Why do they always leave me just one?! Obviously my hiding place in the cabinet behind the baking dish has become well known. Did I tell you they ate all of my Pims, too?! Well, except for ... ONE!

And if you want to see, this is my Mom's car...

And this is the one she hit...


mmmmmm. Lovely. I told her last night when she said she was going to get a rental car next week...."Ah, Mom, I really think that you should get your hearing problem worked out before you think about driving again." She said ... "What?" EXACTLY!

Sunday, October 5, 2008

I Promise Crafty Stuff Again Soon...

I promise to get back to crafty stuff tomorrow, but...


First, sorry about the spelling in the last post. I really wasn't paying attention to how I was writing. In Court Reporting you write only what you hear so once would be wuns, cat is kat, etc. so if I'm not paying attention my mind slips into CR mode and my spelling gets really really bad and I didn't take the time to even use spell check! So, sorry about that.


As for my parents, they did come home (both of them together) on Friday. They actually seemed to be pretty comfortable. My Dad isn't taking much pain medication -- basically Tylenol, he's just bruised -- but he's making sure that we know all about his ordeal with constant complaining...My Mom is taking lots and lots of pain medication but she's like "oh, I don't need to breath today, don't worry about me, I'm fine. :O) I made a lasagna and took it over to them. My sister and one of my brothers were also staying for a few hours with them so that was nice. It became clear by 7:30pm that until we left she was never going to lay down...typical. Saturday morning I spoke to her and she said she was feeling sick from the pain medication they prescribed but that she ate breakfast and was starting to feel a little better. My middle brother and his wife were bringing dinner that night so I didn't have to worry about her at all (or so I thought). Saturday night (10 PM) my brother calls me from the local ER to tell me that while he was at my parents they were eating dinner and my mom says "oh, after we finish eating would you mind taking me over to the ER?" "sure, why? are you feeling okay?" "Oh. The leg that I hurt is swelling up from the knee down and hurts. I called Bayview and they said that it could be a blood clot and that I should go right over to the local ER." "when did you call Bayview?" "earlier today, but I wanted to make sure you had dinner before we left." Yes brother dear, welcome to my world! LOL. They make me crazy with stuff like this. :O) She's okay. They kept her over night because the people who do the test for this -- they don't work nights on the weekends. So you might want to remember not to get hurt on weekend nights - they can't help you! So they did the test this morning and it's just natural bruising caused by the injury and nothing to worry about. Also, my mom told the Bayview staff at least 5 times that she couldn't take Percocet and when she went to the local ER and they asked what she was on they said "well, that's Percocet! No wonder you've been so sick!" So Johns Hopkins or not you really have to question everything they give you!





The past two days Mark and I have been having a little (well a bottle) of wine and a little fire on the deck at night...


That flash is pretty bright! I took this one of the fire right after it...sheesh.


Howard is afraid of the fire so he plants himself right up against my chair. Idiot. I promise I do have some stitching to post about....Tomorrow.

Friday, October 3, 2008

10 hours in the ER...

Yesterday morning at around 11 AM I received a call from the emergency room of Johns Hopkins Bayview Medical Center (the fact that they passed two hospitals to get to Bayview and that they were at Bayview scared the crap out of me!) telling me that my Mom and Dad had been in an automobile accident. They were driving down the road and this guy pulled out of a parking lot right in front of them (less than 6 feet in front of them) they didn't even have time to hit the break. They're okay. My Mom has a fractured sternun and an injury to her knee and her faced has a cut on the nose and swelling from the air bag. My Dad has an injury to his heart because of the trama (not life threatening and no surgery seems to be needed) and he also injured his knees. I walk in to the ER (Mark was already there - he's such a good guy) anyway, she's crying I go two rooms down to where my Dad is and he says "YOUR MOTHER NEEDS TO LEARN HOW TO DRIVE! She owes me a cake for this one!" I said "Dad, I pretty sure that the guy who pulled out on YOU also pulled out on MOM! She doesn't owe you a cake because she got hurt in an accident with you!" "Well, I didn't mean it like that." Yeah, ya did. My Dad was admitted and put in a room by 4:30PM but my poor Mom had to spend the entire day sitting in the ER and then in the HALL because the ER had so many emergencies -- until all the tests were run on her. Finally at 8:30PM she was finally admitted too. They were both admitted into the Surgical ICU. Luckily they were put in rooms two doors away from each other. My Mom was afraid they would put them together! LOL My Mom is an optimist. My Dad is the most pesimistic person ever to walk the earth! I'm serious. The man can make you suicidal in about 10 minutes. Yesterday I was ready to kill him myself. He was moaning and groaning about how much pain he was in "Oh, I can't take this pain, I need pain medicine, Oh it's awful I can't take it." I run over to the Dr. "Dr. He is in terrible pain can't you give him something?" Dr comes over "Hey buddy, how are you? Where is the pain?" MY DAD"Oh! I'm okay. I'm just a little stiff from laying on that board." I'm thinking : whaaaattttt? Dr says okay well we need to get your blood pressure up before we can give you any pain medication. My Dad "okay. No problem." Dr walks away. They give him some IV fluids (while he complained about being stuck again and that they were making him black and blue) and his blood pressure comes back up. "Why the hell can't they give me something for this pain?! It's killing me. I can't take this pain in my back it's excruciating!" I go over to the nurse. "I'm sorry, but my Dad's blood pressure has come back up and he is in a lot of pain. Can you please see if he can have something now?" "Sure, I'll be right there, let me just check with the dr." Great. Nurse comes over "Hey buddy, are you in pain? Do you need some pain medication?" My DAD"Oh, it's not too bad. I'm just sore from laying on that board and my back aches a little bit." ME : whaaaat? Nurse walks away probably thinking I'm some kind of nut. So, I'm looking at my Mom like "what the ...." she's looking at me rolling her eyes and mouths "see!" So I get up I walk over to the nurse and say "I'm sorry, but I need to have a word with you." Out in the hall I explain what is going on. She says Oh. I see. Okay I'll take care of it. So I'm thinking okay they are going to handle this. Back in the room my Dad is letting off streams of profanity (he is the master) and moaning and groaning about the pain, the stupid driver, the idiots in the hospital (not 5 feet from him) on and on. Then he starts with the pain again -- eyes closed moaning telling me that he feels like he wont be able to stand it another second and when are they going to give him memdication. Why is it taking so long... I get up...go find the nurse (who is now a new nurse) he comes over "how are you feeling? do you need pain medication?" My DAD "OH, I don't know, I'm just sore." whaaaaat? So I say "Dad you said you were in a lot of pain." "Oh, it's just that I'm stiff from laying on that board." "well, do you need something for the pain?" "oh, I don't know I think I'm okay." It was all I could do not to jump on the bed and kill him. Nurse says okay, well let me know if you need something and walks away. My Dad starts again within 5 minutes. I'm starting to think its a brain injury, but he had a full body scan and honestly my Mom said he does this all the time. He complains to her but then when they get to the dr he refuses to admit that he is in pain. Its crazy. So I go over to this new nurse, I tell him that my Dad needs pain medication that he is very uncomfortable. He comes over -- SAME THING!!! At this point they must think I'm some kind of nut because I keep interrupting them and telling them that my Dad needs their help and then he's like Hey, everythings peachy keen! Now I'm so angry I could scream. I get up -- I go to the nurse -- I ask him to come out in the hall, I explain to him what is happening, he says OKay! I'll handle this. And he goes over to my father and takes charge. Thank God! I'm really worried about my Mom though. She's in so much pain. I think they will send her home today and I'm just not sure how we are going to get her comfortable. I only live 1 mile from her so that's not a big deal, but I wish they would keep them longer. You know how hospitals are though. I do hope that they send my Mom home first and keep my Dad at least a day longer. He thinks he's the center of the universe and will expect my Mom to cater to him. Last night he never once asked how my Mom was -- it was all about him. He complained about, the blood pressure cuff, the bed, the room, the IV even what he had for dinner! Meanwhile my poor Mom 2 doors down is on oxygen and on so much pain meds its crazy - she's sick from them being on an empty stomach so they are also giving her nausea medication which isn't working and she hasn't had anything to eat or drink since 8:30 that morning -- She isn't complaining at all. Finally, I said, WELL! DAD! They've switched Moms pain meds because she was getting so sick from the first one on an empty stomach. He says "oh, huh. really." YEAH!!! I was so done by then. My Mom even said "oh, I hope I go home alone for at least ONE day> I need to just have some quiet time to myself." How sad is that. He doesn't even get it! If I call him on it he's like "What? I didn't mean anything? I'm just cranky today." Honestly, the man's been "cranky" for the entire 43 years I've been here! Poor Mom. So now I'm just waiting for her to call me after she sees the Dr this morning so I know if she's coming home or not and what is being done about my Dad. The scary thing is that even though they seem just banged up at 82 and 86 just banged up can become a lot of things.

Thursday, October 2, 2008

I spent yesterday painting fabric.
I love painting fabric. If it hadn't been time to eat I wouldn't have stopped! I like how stiff this fabric gets when it's painted. It works really well for small wall hangings/ornaments that you want to be kind of stiff . It makes a nice base for applique and bead work because it maintains it's shape but I'm still able to stitch through it. When I hang the ornaments they don't droop from the weight of the beads. I also love puzzles -- but I become completely obsessed with them. I bought these when Kellie and I were at Target.

I started this one last night and here it is this morning....
It's bad...Once I start one I work on it almost continuously until it's finished. I was up half the night working on it. Not a good thing. I'm glad it's finished though because I want to paint more fabric today. My little tree is looking mighty bare...so I want to get some little Halloween ornaments made to hang on it. I like having this tiny feather tree up all the time. I decorate it for each season. It's tiny, maybe 24 inches high. So you can't put too much on it. But it's just enough to liven up this little corner.

And I will leave you with this photo of my new bush...



I think it's so pretty -- the new growth comes out red. I think that's kind of cool. Mark planted two of these next to the pond. I'm off to paint ... I hope you have a nice day.

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Miss Kellie's Just Peachy!

Miss Kell's feelin' just peachy now...

Kellie's teeth came out just fine. Our appointment was for 8:30 AM and we were in the car driving to Target by 8:56 AM. She picked out some crafty stuff to do and we headed for home. She didn't really have an appetite, but she was laughing and smiling so that was good. And guess what??? The Tooth Fairy CAME!!! Hallelujah, HA LA LOOO YA! Of course I had to put the money in with my toothbrush and a note in my bra, but I didn't forget!!!!!

Tuesday we celebrated her birthday with a few of her friends. I of course forgot my camera so I had to take photos with my phone. Not exactly high quality shots to be sure, but at least we have something! We went to Build-A-Bear first...
and then to Rain Forest Cafe for lunch. Can I just say that that place is so over priced and the food is awful! I have been there at least 5 times. Each time I go I order something different with the hopes that it can't be as bad as last time and each time they outdo themselves! How can you screw up a hamburger? Ask them -- they've mastered it! I've tried salads, I've tried chicken, I've tried hamburgers -- I've tried it all! and it all tastes awful! Clearly they have put all of their money into atmosphere -- I guess they think we will be so awe struck by the room that we wont notice that the food is garbage! We did the sparkling volcano...
which after the sparkler went out looked more like...well I wont say. :O) The girls liked it and Kellie liked being sung to by the employees -- it was very dramatic...until the sparkler went out...then we were left with this giant brown blob. :O) They thought it tasted great. But I know what a brownie should taste like -- this wasn't it. :O) The ice cream was good though.


I purchased the light-up cups (yet another over priced gimmick) for the girls...
on the way home "Did you guys grab your glasses?" Ooops. I called and they said they would hold them until today so that Mark could swing in and get them. It was a good day though. Very LOUD in my little car :O) The girls had fun. I had a Tylenol and a glass of wine when I got home. :O) I'm kidding, I had fun, too.