As many of you know Christmas is a time for relaxing and enjoying the company of friends and loved ones. People may have a few drinks. Our Christmas was lovely. Gregory also had another first. As time passes he has fewer firsts so Christmas was a little exciting with another first. Well, Cullen who doesn’t drink alcohol very often decided to have a drink. And relaxed as he was he forgot that Gregory loves anything Mommy or Daddy has. Gregory spied Daddy’s drink and went for it. He grabbed the bottle and tipped it up. Gregory took a swig of Daddy’s beer. I don’t think he actually got very much, but what he did get he did not seem to mind the taste. I am going to have to watch this kid when he gets older. Daddy feels very guilty and wanted me to keep this quiet but it is a first of the sort you would not expect of a two year old. Just so you guys know Gregory’s drink of choice is Woodchuck Draft Cider Granny Smith Variety. I will have to buy him another when he turns 21.
Cheers!
PS: Gregory was fine after the taste, but daddy got in big trouble from me. Next time Daddy has a drink he will put it far far away from little hands.
Friday, December 28, 2007
Thursday, December 27, 2007
A headache remedy and directions on how to blow your nose
Working at a spa I have learned many different things. Massage therapists in particular pay attention to the body in a whole different way. Instead of taking a pain pill for back problems we try to figure out what is causing the pain and work at reducing the pain with means that will have longer lasting affects than just taking a pill. Medicine is great to help, but if I have a problem and can make it better with out pain pills I would rather do it the non pill way. So now to let all you guys in on my new headache remedy.
If you are starting to get a headache or have one already do this. It has worked every time I have done it. I either get rid of my headache or I end up with less of a headache. Usually I don’t have to take any headache medicine at all when I do this.
Step one – Take off your shoes and socks.
Step two – Roll up your pants or take them off.
Step three – Put a plug in your bathtub.
Step four – Turn on very hot water (as hot as you can stand it).
Step five – Stand with just your feet in the hot water for about ten minutes.
Step six – Dry your feet off and keep them warm.
Step seven – Relax.
Step eight – Be surprised but very happy because this really worked and your headache is gone.
Now that you know a way to get rid of a headache without pills or fewer pills than you would have had to have taken. Here is how my son learned to blow his nose (he learned yesterday, yea!)
Step one – Put a tissue up to your Childs nose.
Step two – Tell your child to shut their mouth. Not that you don’t tell them to do that enough as it is.
Step three – put your finger under there chin to be sure they are listening and tell them to blow.
Step four – the air comes out of their nose and not their mouth along with snot.
Step five – Repeat at least once because first time nose blowers may not be able to get a big blow out the first time.
Step six – Get excited about the snot.
If you are starting to get a headache or have one already do this. It has worked every time I have done it. I either get rid of my headache or I end up with less of a headache. Usually I don’t have to take any headache medicine at all when I do this.
Step one – Take off your shoes and socks.
Step two – Roll up your pants or take them off.
Step three – Put a plug in your bathtub.
Step four – Turn on very hot water (as hot as you can stand it).
Step five – Stand with just your feet in the hot water for about ten minutes.
Step six – Dry your feet off and keep them warm.
Step seven – Relax.
Step eight – Be surprised but very happy because this really worked and your headache is gone.
Now that you know a way to get rid of a headache without pills or fewer pills than you would have had to have taken. Here is how my son learned to blow his nose (he learned yesterday, yea!)
Step one – Put a tissue up to your Childs nose.
Step two – Tell your child to shut their mouth. Not that you don’t tell them to do that enough as it is.
Step three – put your finger under there chin to be sure they are listening and tell them to blow.
Step four – the air comes out of their nose and not their mouth along with snot.
Step five – Repeat at least once because first time nose blowers may not be able to get a big blow out the first time.
Step six – Get excited about the snot.
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
Gotta look nice for pictures
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Originally uploaded by smileahug.
We wanted Gregory to wear some new pajamas for the pictures Christmas morning. So we let him open up the package from Great Grandma and Grandpa. They are very nice I should say. I think we will do this next year too.
Gregory opening his play dishes
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Originally uploaded by smileahug.
Gregory loves playing with kitchen things so we decided to get him some play dishes and play food.
When he opened his presents he was careful to hand his trash to me. This is how opening presents went
Gregory – (rip) “the trash” holds piece of wrapping paper to me. Waits for me to take it and put it in the trash.
Me – puts wrapping paper in trash bag.
Gregory – starts in on package again (rip) “the trash” holds piece of wrapping paper to me. Waits for me to take it and put it in the trash.
Me – puts wrapping paper in trash bag.
Gregory – starts in on package again (rip) “the trash” holds piece of wrapping paper to me. Waits for me to take it and put it in the trash.
Me – puts wrapping paper in trash bag.
Gregory – starts in on package again (rip) “the trash” holds piece of wrapping paper to me. Waits for me to take it and put it in the trash.
Me – puts wrapping paper in trash bag.
Gregory – starts in on package again (rip) “the trash” holds piece of wrapping paper to me. Waits for me to take it and put it in the trash.
Me – puts wrapping paper in trash bag.
Gregory – pulls rest of paper off of package “the trash” holds piece of wrapping paper to me. Waits for me to take it and put it in the trash.
Me – puts wrapping paper in trash bag.
Gregory – Tries to open present. Hands it to me to open.
Me – I tell him we will open it later and ask him to get another present.
Gregory – Gets another present and cycle begins again.
Me – puts wrapping paper in trash bag.
Gregory's first ginger bread house
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Originally uploaded by smileahug.
This is the Gingerbread house we made Christmas Eve. Gregory did all the decorating. Well, Cullen and I may have helped a tiny bit. It was a big mess but a lot of fun. Christmas morning we decided we needed sugaring up and we ate all the candy off the gingerbread house and knocked it down. It was a lot of fun to make and destroy.
Trains
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Originally uploaded by smileahug.
Gregory also got many more trains. He does love his GeoTrax.
Choo-Choo
Surprise cookin
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Originally uploaded by smileahug.
Then Grandpa and Nana surprised Gregory with a play kitchen.
Cullen and I were also surprised.
Gregory just loves it.
It was a fun and happy Christmas.
Monday, December 24, 2007
Merry Christmas
It’s the day before Christmas and all I want to do is nap. I did however take Gregory out to the muddy playground. Before I did that I took a nap. When we got back home I lay down with Gregory and now he is napping. So now I am blogging. Yesterday I wrapped all the presents. I did not have much to wrap because I was only wrapping for Gregory. Everyone else is getting a massage for Christmas. Well I did wrap up a little something for Cullen. Not much though because he got a new computer. His old one died this month so it just made sense to make a computer his Christmas gift. He is already using it, but I am still counting it as a Christmas present. Well, I am enjoying my lazy day. I love snuggling with Gregory. The only thing is I always have to change my shirt after I get up because he sweats so much that it makes my shirt soaked. I love it anyway. Cullen had to work today, but he is off tomorrow. The only reason I am not working is because it is a Monday and I usually don’t work on Mondays. I am off tomorrow because my work is closed on Christmas day. I did get a call from work today. I was asked to come into work one hour earlier on Wednesday. I said yes because last week I left early because I was feeling sick. I just want to make up for leaving early. It just makes me look better. I will just have to get up one hour earlier. Yuck! It takes me 2.5 hours to get to work so I will be up by the crack of dawn. Maybe I can get Cullen to drive me to the metro. He won’t want to get out of bed, but I will say that is a present I want for the day after Christmas. I am so excited for tomorrow morning and Gregory opening his presents. I just can’t wait to watch him. Last year we put candy canes on the tree the night before Christmas after Gregory had gone to bed. Gregory was more excited about the candy canes than his presents. I think that we will do it this year and make that a Santa thing. Tonight we are also putting together a ginger bread house. I know Gregory will have fun helping with it. I am cooking ham and some other yummy food. Christmas day we will eat dinner at my dad’s house. We are going to take our time going over because I don’t feel like rushing anywhere on Christmas after all I think it should be a day of relaxation. I am determined to not get stressed.
Gregory is also starting to talk in sentences. A couple of days ago we got up and went into the living room and Gregory said “I want cereal. I want cereal mommy”. So, sweet I just had to get him cereal! Then he asked for milk in the exact same way. How is he growing up so fast? I can’t believe I am a mommy of a two year old. On the twenty-sixth of December two years ago Gregory picked his head up for the first time. I just can’t believe he went from such a helpless sweet infant to an adorable somewhat independent toddler so quickly. I guess it just happens. I just have to cherish every moment with my little boy.
One more thing I wanted to write down is this past week Gregory saw the movie “the Grinch that stole Christmas”. He was very interested in the movie. As soon as the movie ended he burst into song “dahoo dores dahoo dores”. Now that was a smile moment for both Cullen and myself. I do enjoy the cute moments that both Cullen and I experience together. It is one thing telling someone but it is another when they actually experience it with you.
Well, enjoy your Christmas and don’t forget to relax.
Gregory is also starting to talk in sentences. A couple of days ago we got up and went into the living room and Gregory said “I want cereal. I want cereal mommy”. So, sweet I just had to get him cereal! Then he asked for milk in the exact same way. How is he growing up so fast? I can’t believe I am a mommy of a two year old. On the twenty-sixth of December two years ago Gregory picked his head up for the first time. I just can’t believe he went from such a helpless sweet infant to an adorable somewhat independent toddler so quickly. I guess it just happens. I just have to cherish every moment with my little boy.
One more thing I wanted to write down is this past week Gregory saw the movie “the Grinch that stole Christmas”. He was very interested in the movie. As soon as the movie ended he burst into song “dahoo dores dahoo dores”. Now that was a smile moment for both Cullen and myself. I do enjoy the cute moments that both Cullen and I experience together. It is one thing telling someone but it is another when they actually experience it with you.
Well, enjoy your Christmas and don’t forget to relax.
Saturday, December 22, 2007
a meme that turned into a paper I wrote in college
I got tagged by "Whittereronautism" an because I have a hard time with my screen reader and posting links Here is the web address http://whittereronautism.com/
8 things I want to do before I die:
1. Sky dive
In college I had to write my obituary for a sociology class and I decided I would die at the age of 121 and all because I decided to go sky diving and my parachute wouldn’t open. So I probably won’t do that for a while anyway.
2. Yes it is wishful thinking but I would like to see perfectly again.
3. Write several novels.
4. Uh…
8 things I say often
1. My pleasure. I say this about twenty times a day at work.
2. I talk a lot but can’t quite remember what I actually say.
8 of the Books that I have read recently:
Do blogs count?
I can’t name them I seem to blank the names as soon as I finish the book unless it really touched me or made me think.
8 Songs I Could Listen to Over and Over
1. Anything Gregory sings
2. Uh…
8 Things that Attract Me to My Best Friends:
1. They don’t care that I am blind
2. Like to talk and listen
3. Hum…
8 People I Think Should Do Crazy Eights:
Well I stink at this meme thing, so anyone who can think of eight things and because this meme stunk I will post the paper I wrote in college.
Here it is
This was my favorite paper I wrote in college. Reading it today I realize how much my world views have changed. I can’t believe I wrote this five years ago. I know I would have written something completely different if I had this assignment to write today. I just thought I would share. By the way if you think I sound like an idiot please don’t say anything because I wrote this five years ago and I am already very critical of this paper.
DEATH & DYING (SOC 205)
Paper 1:
This paper will address your own death. Begin the paper by writing your own obituary, including funeral arrangements and body disposition, using what you have learned about memorialization of the deceased. Follow your obituary with a description of your experience of dying, addressing the dying trajectory, medical ethics that apply to whatever has caused your death, and the experiences of your family and friends regarding your death. Use creativity to examine your death, but remember to apply sociological principles throughout your paper.
This is what I wrote for this assignment:
Angela XXX, The Last Jump
Angela XXX, at 121 years decided to fulfill her life long dream of parachuting. She was prepared for the jump two weeks in advance. Then, on her 121st Birthday she took the jump. Unfortunately her parachute did not open. This was due to a malfunction in the parachutes safety latch. In the desert of Arizona she fell to her death.
Angela was born in XXX, Tennessee on February 11, 1982. She had always followed her dreams despite the difficulties she encountered. When Angela was 17, she lost most of her vision, but continued to get her bachelors degree from XXX College. Angela then married Cullen XXX at the age of 22. Through their 97 years of marriage, she had four children, eight grandchildren, ten great-grandchildren, 15 Great -great grandchildren and 23 Great-great-great grandchildren. Today all of Angela’s children and their children have survived her, along with her sister Amanda.
Over Angela’s 121 years, she has accomplished many things. At the age of 34, she received the Pulitzer Prize in journalism. Then at the age of 54 she came up with the “Collegewhy theory”. Throughout the rest of her years she opened a craft shop coffee house, which is now run by Janna and Joseph two of Angela’s great-great grandchildren.
The funeral will be held at 3:30 on February 13, 2103 at the God in the Sky Church on Blubberbutt Road. Angela’s remains will be made into a mold to act as coral and then put in the ocean to help build a habitat for fish.
************************************************************************
Well, living all these years I expected to go in my sleep, but that did not happen. I wanted to parachute at my age, good grief! My dying trajectory was very short, considering how long it takes to fall from an airplane to the ground. Well this is how I felt falling through the air at who knows how fast. After I realized what was happening and my parachute was not opening, I started thinking “no this is not happening, no this can not be happening,” but it was happening and I was going through denial about it. Then all I could think was “oh shit, oh shit,” and talk about being angry, I was the maddest, oldest woman you have ever seen (if I could have gotten my hands on someone they would have had some problems.) Well, after my outburst I started thinking “God please help me, oh God please!” but this obviously did not work. So, all I could do was give up which was so depressing and I will tell you it is hard to cry moving that fast my tears just did not want to fall, all they were doing was making it hard for me to see. All at once I realized “I’m gonna die,” which then made me want to enjoy my last few seconds, so I thought I would try to do some cool moves like the professionals (of course I said a quick prayer before I tried my moves). I moved around I think I managed to make a circle thing but I can’t be sure. All at once I could not feel anything (my guess was I hit the ground).
Screaming came from the distance and I could not understand why. Then I looked down, it was the outfit I had on but it did not look like me, I was dead “oh well”. My four kids were running toward me (they were very healthy for being in their 90s). It was not only them, but also their kids and the kids of my grand kids, my whole family had come to watch the jump; the only person not here was my sister (she was stuck in the hospital, because of her hip surgery). My family seemed to be shocked by what had happened, it seemed like there were so many different reactions from each of them. They all seemed so shocked what surprised me was very few of the men in my family cried they all just had a straight face and did not say anything; so many of my relatives who were women were bawling out crying. The police stopped them and none of them came to my body (this was fine with me, because I was a mess). The rest of the day I followed my four children. Hannah called my sister Amanda so that she would know what happened. Amanda was very angered, by this news. “Serves her right for parachuting,” said Amanda. Hannah was not very happy about Amanda’s response but Hannah felt very similar to how Amanda was feeling.
Joe, my son called the funeral director to arrange all the necessary things. After speaking with them, he went to meet them; several of my grandchildren tagged along. While talking with the funeral director Joe brought up the fact that my body was not in the best of shape and should be cremated. I could tell Joe was stressed about this decision because I told him that my organs could be donated after I die. “I just wish there was some other way, she wanted to help people,” Joe said (internally he was having an ethical fight with himself.) The funeral director suggested that they could have someone look at my body to be sure I could not help anyone, that way Joe would feel like he was doing the right thing.
My funeral was beautiful. They picked out all my favorite flowers (well all the ones that I liked that were in season. I just wish they had not paid so much). Many people came to my funeral (even people I did not know). I think this was because many people wanted to meet me even after I died (well I was really old). One of my great grandchildren said that she was glad that the funeral was so nice it made it easier for her to say goodbye. My youngest relative-who was six years old- kept asking questions about me, but everyone was ignoring her and telling her to be quiet (if I was alive I would have told her what was going on). Everyone seemed to deny the fact that I was dead, they knew I was dead but they acted as if nothing had happened. They all seemed to be talking as if I was just missing, not as if I was dead. Then one of my grandchildren went to the front of the room and recited a poem. That did it, it seemed like everyone was crying (well, almost everyone). There were so many mixed feelings in that room.
I think it was very functional for me to die; I had a long life and I was not contributing to society the way I did when I was young. If I did live forever everyone would be worried about when I was going to die, so it was functional for my family, for me to die. Well, I am going to get some rest now.
End of paper
Now isn't that funny how I ended that paper. That is the way I end many of my blog posts. Going to bed or going to get some sleep or rest.
Well now I am going to go read some blogs
8 things I want to do before I die:
1. Sky dive
In college I had to write my obituary for a sociology class and I decided I would die at the age of 121 and all because I decided to go sky diving and my parachute wouldn’t open. So I probably won’t do that for a while anyway.
2. Yes it is wishful thinking but I would like to see perfectly again.
3. Write several novels.
4. Uh…
8 things I say often
1. My pleasure. I say this about twenty times a day at work.
2. I talk a lot but can’t quite remember what I actually say.
8 of the Books that I have read recently:
Do blogs count?
I can’t name them I seem to blank the names as soon as I finish the book unless it really touched me or made me think.
8 Songs I Could Listen to Over and Over
1. Anything Gregory sings
2. Uh…
8 Things that Attract Me to My Best Friends:
1. They don’t care that I am blind
2. Like to talk and listen
3. Hum…
8 People I Think Should Do Crazy Eights:
Well I stink at this meme thing, so anyone who can think of eight things and because this meme stunk I will post the paper I wrote in college.
Here it is
This was my favorite paper I wrote in college. Reading it today I realize how much my world views have changed. I can’t believe I wrote this five years ago. I know I would have written something completely different if I had this assignment to write today. I just thought I would share. By the way if you think I sound like an idiot please don’t say anything because I wrote this five years ago and I am already very critical of this paper.
DEATH & DYING (SOC 205)
Paper 1:
This paper will address your own death. Begin the paper by writing your own obituary, including funeral arrangements and body disposition, using what you have learned about memorialization of the deceased. Follow your obituary with a description of your experience of dying, addressing the dying trajectory, medical ethics that apply to whatever has caused your death, and the experiences of your family and friends regarding your death. Use creativity to examine your death, but remember to apply sociological principles throughout your paper.
This is what I wrote for this assignment:
Angela XXX, The Last Jump
Angela XXX, at 121 years decided to fulfill her life long dream of parachuting. She was prepared for the jump two weeks in advance. Then, on her 121st Birthday she took the jump. Unfortunately her parachute did not open. This was due to a malfunction in the parachutes safety latch. In the desert of Arizona she fell to her death.
Angela was born in XXX, Tennessee on February 11, 1982. She had always followed her dreams despite the difficulties she encountered. When Angela was 17, she lost most of her vision, but continued to get her bachelors degree from XXX College. Angela then married Cullen XXX at the age of 22. Through their 97 years of marriage, she had four children, eight grandchildren, ten great-grandchildren, 15 Great -great grandchildren and 23 Great-great-great grandchildren. Today all of Angela’s children and their children have survived her, along with her sister Amanda.
Over Angela’s 121 years, she has accomplished many things. At the age of 34, she received the Pulitzer Prize in journalism. Then at the age of 54 she came up with the “Collegewhy theory”. Throughout the rest of her years she opened a craft shop coffee house, which is now run by Janna and Joseph two of Angela’s great-great grandchildren.
The funeral will be held at 3:30 on February 13, 2103 at the God in the Sky Church on Blubberbutt Road. Angela’s remains will be made into a mold to act as coral and then put in the ocean to help build a habitat for fish.
************************************************************************
Well, living all these years I expected to go in my sleep, but that did not happen. I wanted to parachute at my age, good grief! My dying trajectory was very short, considering how long it takes to fall from an airplane to the ground. Well this is how I felt falling through the air at who knows how fast. After I realized what was happening and my parachute was not opening, I started thinking “no this is not happening, no this can not be happening,” but it was happening and I was going through denial about it. Then all I could think was “oh shit, oh shit,” and talk about being angry, I was the maddest, oldest woman you have ever seen (if I could have gotten my hands on someone they would have had some problems.) Well, after my outburst I started thinking “God please help me, oh God please!” but this obviously did not work. So, all I could do was give up which was so depressing and I will tell you it is hard to cry moving that fast my tears just did not want to fall, all they were doing was making it hard for me to see. All at once I realized “I’m gonna die,” which then made me want to enjoy my last few seconds, so I thought I would try to do some cool moves like the professionals (of course I said a quick prayer before I tried my moves). I moved around I think I managed to make a circle thing but I can’t be sure. All at once I could not feel anything (my guess was I hit the ground).
Screaming came from the distance and I could not understand why. Then I looked down, it was the outfit I had on but it did not look like me, I was dead “oh well”. My four kids were running toward me (they were very healthy for being in their 90s). It was not only them, but also their kids and the kids of my grand kids, my whole family had come to watch the jump; the only person not here was my sister (she was stuck in the hospital, because of her hip surgery). My family seemed to be shocked by what had happened, it seemed like there were so many different reactions from each of them. They all seemed so shocked what surprised me was very few of the men in my family cried they all just had a straight face and did not say anything; so many of my relatives who were women were bawling out crying. The police stopped them and none of them came to my body (this was fine with me, because I was a mess). The rest of the day I followed my four children. Hannah called my sister Amanda so that she would know what happened. Amanda was very angered, by this news. “Serves her right for parachuting,” said Amanda. Hannah was not very happy about Amanda’s response but Hannah felt very similar to how Amanda was feeling.
Joe, my son called the funeral director to arrange all the necessary things. After speaking with them, he went to meet them; several of my grandchildren tagged along. While talking with the funeral director Joe brought up the fact that my body was not in the best of shape and should be cremated. I could tell Joe was stressed about this decision because I told him that my organs could be donated after I die. “I just wish there was some other way, she wanted to help people,” Joe said (internally he was having an ethical fight with himself.) The funeral director suggested that they could have someone look at my body to be sure I could not help anyone, that way Joe would feel like he was doing the right thing.
My funeral was beautiful. They picked out all my favorite flowers (well all the ones that I liked that were in season. I just wish they had not paid so much). Many people came to my funeral (even people I did not know). I think this was because many people wanted to meet me even after I died (well I was really old). One of my great grandchildren said that she was glad that the funeral was so nice it made it easier for her to say goodbye. My youngest relative-who was six years old- kept asking questions about me, but everyone was ignoring her and telling her to be quiet (if I was alive I would have told her what was going on). Everyone seemed to deny the fact that I was dead, they knew I was dead but they acted as if nothing had happened. They all seemed to be talking as if I was just missing, not as if I was dead. Then one of my grandchildren went to the front of the room and recited a poem. That did it, it seemed like everyone was crying (well, almost everyone). There were so many mixed feelings in that room.
I think it was very functional for me to die; I had a long life and I was not contributing to society the way I did when I was young. If I did live forever everyone would be worried about when I was going to die, so it was functional for my family, for me to die. Well, I am going to get some rest now.
End of paper
Now isn't that funny how I ended that paper. That is the way I end many of my blog posts. Going to bed or going to get some sleep or rest.
Well now I am going to go read some blogs
Thursday, December 20, 2007
Sinuses suck, but singing helps
As you probably have guessed I am not happy with my sinuses. I am not sure if that is the correct way to write sinus plural but this blog does not have to have perfect grammar. So there all you English majors. Oops I don’t mean to be too grouchy, but when you feel like crap you feel like crap and are entitle to act a little grouchy, especially on your own blog. Anyway, today Cullen took Gregory to the doctor because he has had a terrible runny nose and cough. I thought he had a sinus infection but apparently he doesn’t. The doctor did give him a prescription for something that would help with his sinus problem. I feel bad for him, because I can tell he feels yucky. I just did not know what to give him because the medicine for two year olds got pulled off the shelves due to lack of effectiveness. So, I am glad to have something to help my little one breathe a little better. Now to poor old me. I can’t breathe very well either. I went to the doctor today and got a prescription and a few suggestions of things to take to boost my immune system. One of which is fish oil. Hum… I took it tonight along with three other huge pills. I don’t see how people of long ago survived without all these pills. How am I getting so old I need all this crap. Well hopefully it works. Speaking of age, I gave a 18 year old girl a massage yesterday. She had perfect young skin. I don’t see how I went from perfect young skin to what I am now. Yes I do look like I am twenty-one. I am actually almost 26, but how could I have changed so much. I am getting old. I just feel so young though. I don’t remember all these years passing. Oh well it is as it is. I look young and that counts but I can tell I have gotten older. One of two things happens you get older or you die. I would personally like to get older. If you would like not to do that I encourage you to seek professional help. I have a confession. I have never been a procrastinator, but my Christmas cards have not been sent out yet. Oops. They have been written but not sent. On to better thoughts. Well one more stinky thought. I don’t feel all Christmassy. I just don’t. I don’t know if it is because I have a full time job and haven’t had time to think about it or that I am not listening to much Christmas music. I haven’t been to church in awhile either. I need to get into spirit. Now a better thought. I was putting Gregory to bed tonight and singing to him “Rock a bye baby on the tree top…”
Gregory was singing along and as soon as I would stop he would say “a bye a bye” for me to start singing. I think I sung the song twenty times. His sweet singing. Gregory just loves to sing. You can’t understand him half the time, but it is so sweet. I must now go back and get more rest to recuperate so I can feel better for work tomorrow.
I just reread my post and was tempted to delete my grouchiness, but I felt that way so I will leave it. I also feel so much better because I let my sickness frustrations out and wrote about the happiness I got from Gregory’s singing. It really does help to remember the good things.
Gregory was singing along and as soon as I would stop he would say “a bye a bye” for me to start singing. I think I sung the song twenty times. His sweet singing. Gregory just loves to sing. You can’t understand him half the time, but it is so sweet. I must now go back and get more rest to recuperate so I can feel better for work tomorrow.
I just reread my post and was tempted to delete my grouchiness, but I felt that way so I will leave it. I also feel so much better because I let my sickness frustrations out and wrote about the happiness I got from Gregory’s singing. It really does help to remember the good things.
Monday, December 17, 2007
Christmas is coming
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Originally uploaded by smileahug.
Yea, we have a family picture!
Now those are hard things to get. As you see we took Gregory to get his picture taken with Santa. Well as you all know Santa is a very scary man. So, Santa had to hide behind the chair for us to get a picture with him. I was going to just let Gregory and Santa be together, but Gregory did not want to sit by himself and he did not like Santa. To make everything work out I thought I would just turn it into a family picture. So, this is my little family. It is a good thing that Santa comes when Gregory is sleeping or I think there would be tears. That or he would just go get the toys and then run back in his room.
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
This is what I did at work today
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I slept. Well, I slept when I wasn’t doing massages. Today I only gave four massages so I probably slept for three hours. I had such a bad headache. I also couldn’t keep any food down. No, I am not sick. I do not have the flu. This is what happens when I don’t eat soon enough. Last night I got home a little later than I was planning on due to my commute from work and ended up overly hungry. I got a headache and threw up all my dinner. Yuck! Today I felt the same way. Until a massage therapist I work with, actually the one who hired me, massaged my neck for a couple of minutes. Then my head started feeling a little better. About one hour later I was pretty much pain free. I am so glad I work with people who like to help people in pain.
Here is a tip to anyone who is going to get a massage – make sure your feet don’t stink before you come.
I would have to say I nearly got my headache back from the smell of stinky feet. I didn’t say anything to the person, but it makes a much better massage if the room doesn’t stink.
Monday, December 10, 2007
Picking up my writing again
Awhile ago I started writing a story. I got a bit distracted since then and hadn’t written. I have my outline and four pages written so far. I know I need to add more detail, but I figure I can do that slowly. The main thing I need to do is just write the words out. I am not the best when it comes to getting my words out. I tend to skip around a bit. This skipping around makes it difficult to make since of my writing. So I have to write something then go over it and add in details and transitions. I am not one for details, but if I am going to write a story details are important. It will come but it will take a while. I am going to write this story every Monday; because Monday is one of the days I don’t go to work. I will put Gregory in daycare and write. I have to pay for Monday even if he doesn’t go so I may as well do something productive. I am determined to stay on task and not get distracted by the internet.
My story is about a dog training to become a guide dog. I am not going into any other detail than that for now. Just wish me luck.
Another thing I need luck on is the babysitter issue. I could just cry. I am going a bit nuts. I think I have someone but I don’t know for sure. I will figure out if the woman wants the job tonight. Waiting is driving me bonkers. I am also having the issue. That I don’t want to pay all this money for child care it is just outrageous. I am just a little depressed I would rather just be with Gregory myself, but that is just not doable. So, maybe I can get a book published and make a couple of dollars. It is hard to get published but why not try. First I have to get my book written. So, I am off to write more.
My story is about a dog training to become a guide dog. I am not going into any other detail than that for now. Just wish me luck.
Another thing I need luck on is the babysitter issue. I could just cry. I am going a bit nuts. I think I have someone but I don’t know for sure. I will figure out if the woman wants the job tonight. Waiting is driving me bonkers. I am also having the issue. That I don’t want to pay all this money for child care it is just outrageous. I am just a little depressed I would rather just be with Gregory myself, but that is just not doable. So, maybe I can get a book published and make a couple of dollars. It is hard to get published but why not try. First I have to get my book written. So, I am off to write more.
Saturday, December 08, 2007
My feet are feeling better
I don’t know if I mentioned I was having feet trouble. I was and all because I had a pair of crappy unsupportive shoes on. Cyndi from work also owns a store that sales uniforms and shoes for nurses and other people like me who are on their feet all day. She took me and helped me find a pair of shoes. I ended up buying a pair of Dansko shoes. Oh my goodness my feet are so much better. Before I got these shoes I could barely stand up at the end of the day because my feet hurt so bad. Also in the morning after I had been lying down all night I hated to stand up because pain would shoot through the bottoms of my feet. With my other shoes I was not getting enough support, but with these my feet feel so good. I also have a high arch and small heal so it is very hard for me to find shoes anyway. I did not tell Cyndi I would do this, but if you happen to need a good pair of shoes because you are on your feet all day or a uniform because you are in the healthcare field go to her store.
Nova Uniforms
3533 S. Jefferson St.
Falls Church, VA
22041
That is the first little advertisement I have done on this blog. I would have to say I do like to support my friends, especially my friends who give me support. Her shoes are supporting my feet. Sorry bad humor, but I really do love the shoes. Cyndi was also nice enough to drive me to her store then drive me home. When she was driving me home we sort of got lost and ended up in Maryland. We finally ended up finding our way, but it took us quite a while. I am awful with directions being blind I don’t know the roads as well as I would if I was a driver. I am sure there are blind people out there who are great with directions, but I am not one of those people. Well, I must go and get ready to go to work. My blog reading time is late tonight and tomorrow. I can’t wait.
Nova Uniforms
3533 S. Jefferson St.
Falls Church, VA
22041
That is the first little advertisement I have done on this blog. I would have to say I do like to support my friends, especially my friends who give me support. Her shoes are supporting my feet. Sorry bad humor, but I really do love the shoes. Cyndi was also nice enough to drive me to her store then drive me home. When she was driving me home we sort of got lost and ended up in Maryland. We finally ended up finding our way, but it took us quite a while. I am awful with directions being blind I don’t know the roads as well as I would if I was a driver. I am sure there are blind people out there who are great with directions, but I am not one of those people. Well, I must go and get ready to go to work. My blog reading time is late tonight and tomorrow. I can’t wait.
Friday, December 07, 2007
From good to bad and good again
Wednesday –
Good day
First snowfall of the year
I got a massage
Thursday –
Bad day
Sidewalks were slippery I fell on my bottom
I did not get a massage
Lost my new hat
No food in the house
Friday –
Bad morning
Good evening
Got on the wrong bus
Got dropped off at the wrong bus stop
Froze because it was soooo cold outside
Was late to work
Had plenty to do at work
Everyone was wonderful
Especially John who picked me up in his truck and drove me to work from the wrong bus stop
Got a ride to the metro
Got home the same time as Cullen
Cullen bought food
Gregory helped carry everything into the kitchen
Cullen cooked me dinner
We watched polar express
Cullen put Gregory to bed while I took a bath
I have computer time now
Now I have to say that things do turn around. I am happy and intend to stay this way.
When Cullen brought in the groceries I handed each thing to Gregory and he carried it to the kitchen and then came back for something else to take. What a big help.
While we were watching the Polar express Gregory was saying –
“oh no choo-choo,
oh no,
oh no,
trains,
whoa,
whoa,
choo-choo train,
choo-choo,
oh no,
oh no,
choo-choo”
It was quite adorable. I should have figured he would like this movie because it involved a train. Gregory does love his choo-choo trains. He will turn anything into a train. A box, a car, a brush, just name it and it is a choo-choo.
I have to put this movie in the suspense and action category for a two year old. Gregory really seemed quite concerned about the train.
We don’t have a sitter yet my step mom has been watching Gregory. Cross your fingers for us.
A plumber is coming tomorrow because there is a leak in our kitchen sink. Thank you Cullen for finally doing something about it.
Tomorrow is Saturday and then I have two days to chill and do house work, yea.
Oh yes and read blogs, yea.
Cullen promised to take a picture of Gregory tomorrow so I will post that up.
SMILES!
Good day
First snowfall of the year
I got a massage
Thursday –
Bad day
Sidewalks were slippery I fell on my bottom
I did not get a massage
Lost my new hat
No food in the house
Friday –
Bad morning
Good evening
Got on the wrong bus
Got dropped off at the wrong bus stop
Froze because it was soooo cold outside
Was late to work
Had plenty to do at work
Everyone was wonderful
Especially John who picked me up in his truck and drove me to work from the wrong bus stop
Got a ride to the metro
Got home the same time as Cullen
Cullen bought food
Gregory helped carry everything into the kitchen
Cullen cooked me dinner
We watched polar express
Cullen put Gregory to bed while I took a bath
I have computer time now
Now I have to say that things do turn around. I am happy and intend to stay this way.
When Cullen brought in the groceries I handed each thing to Gregory and he carried it to the kitchen and then came back for something else to take. What a big help.
While we were watching the Polar express Gregory was saying –
“oh no choo-choo,
oh no,
oh no,
trains,
whoa,
whoa,
choo-choo train,
choo-choo,
oh no,
oh no,
choo-choo”
It was quite adorable. I should have figured he would like this movie because it involved a train. Gregory does love his choo-choo trains. He will turn anything into a train. A box, a car, a brush, just name it and it is a choo-choo.
I have to put this movie in the suspense and action category for a two year old. Gregory really seemed quite concerned about the train.
We don’t have a sitter yet my step mom has been watching Gregory. Cross your fingers for us.
A plumber is coming tomorrow because there is a leak in our kitchen sink. Thank you Cullen for finally doing something about it.
Tomorrow is Saturday and then I have two days to chill and do house work, yea.
Oh yes and read blogs, yea.
Cullen promised to take a picture of Gregory tomorrow so I will post that up.
SMILES!
Monday, December 03, 2007
Searching
Hum…
I don’t want to call all these people and meet all these people and get all these people’s references. How frustrating. It sure is not easy to sort through people to find a perfect sitter.
Now to take my mind off the sitter search because that is what I have been doing most of the morning. I shall educationally discuss the meaning of life with you all. No not really. I will however tell you that I watched the Sci Fi channel mini series Tin Man last night. I actually only watched the first half. It is based on the movie “The wizard of OZ”. It has an interesting twist to it. I think I like it. The second half is on tonight. I like the way people take stories and change them around so they are completely different. It just gives you something to think about. I usually don’t like remakes of movies though, but when they take a movie and pretty much change everything I find it somewhat interesting. After tonight I will probably never see this movie again, but once is nice.
Switching subjects…
Yesterday Cullen and I took Gregory and tried to get some professional pictures done. Keep in mind the word tried. The pictures did not happen. We missed the first appointment because Cullen was not feeling well then we rescheduled for two hours later. At that time we arrived and Gregory decided he was going to be in a bad mood and knock things over and make a mess of the waiting area. We finally get into the picture area and Gregory won’t stand anywhere near the place where he needs to and he doesn’t want Cullen or myself on that area either. I guess the room made him nervous. So no pictures of any of us got taken. I tried to stand on the marked area and Gregory would come and pull me away. He did not care where I was as long as I was not in the marked area. So frustrating!!! Oh well. I also have trouble getting pictures of Gregory anymore because he won’t stay still. Maybe I will try to get one tonight. With my sucky vision taking pictures is a big headache. I just have to point and click and hope that he is in the frame. Cullen is not very fond of taking pictures so I have to really pressure him to get him to take any pictures. Now I am frustrated again. I guess I need to go and just take a nap.
Before I go I will mention one happy thing. We have chocolate in the house.
I don’t want to call all these people and meet all these people and get all these people’s references. How frustrating. It sure is not easy to sort through people to find a perfect sitter.
Now to take my mind off the sitter search because that is what I have been doing most of the morning. I shall educationally discuss the meaning of life with you all. No not really. I will however tell you that I watched the Sci Fi channel mini series Tin Man last night. I actually only watched the first half. It is based on the movie “The wizard of OZ”. It has an interesting twist to it. I think I like it. The second half is on tonight. I like the way people take stories and change them around so they are completely different. It just gives you something to think about. I usually don’t like remakes of movies though, but when they take a movie and pretty much change everything I find it somewhat interesting. After tonight I will probably never see this movie again, but once is nice.
Switching subjects…
Yesterday Cullen and I took Gregory and tried to get some professional pictures done. Keep in mind the word tried. The pictures did not happen. We missed the first appointment because Cullen was not feeling well then we rescheduled for two hours later. At that time we arrived and Gregory decided he was going to be in a bad mood and knock things over and make a mess of the waiting area. We finally get into the picture area and Gregory won’t stand anywhere near the place where he needs to and he doesn’t want Cullen or myself on that area either. I guess the room made him nervous. So no pictures of any of us got taken. I tried to stand on the marked area and Gregory would come and pull me away. He did not care where I was as long as I was not in the marked area. So frustrating!!! Oh well. I also have trouble getting pictures of Gregory anymore because he won’t stay still. Maybe I will try to get one tonight. With my sucky vision taking pictures is a big headache. I just have to point and click and hope that he is in the frame. Cullen is not very fond of taking pictures so I have to really pressure him to get him to take any pictures. Now I am frustrated again. I guess I need to go and just take a nap.
Before I go I will mention one happy thing. We have chocolate in the house.
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