I want a Pony


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Nice, more tomatoes.  And this isn’t even all of them.  this is just a small portion of what I pulled out and washed.

The picture below is batch 3 of the salsa.  Maybe about a med-hot.

 

 

 

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The pic below was of the beautiful sunset last night at the game.

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now that we are done with that.  I am flippin hot!  Hottest day of the year and I am canning.  Not a good combo when dizzy.  But, 1 batch of pickles and peppers and then my experiment with pickled cauliflower and green beans.

Yes, I know that sounds strange, but I had a bunch of the pickling mix made up and didn’t want to waste it  and the resulted in me just pickling whatever was handy.

We will see how it turns out.

Meanwhile, I have a new porch- almost.  Mr. B has been outside all day, ripping up boards and putting in new ones.   So, that is almost done- I really can’t wait!

He also informed me that everything is flowering- Everything.  I guess I will need more jars- among other things.  I used almost 3 gallons of vinegar today.

Last nights’ little trip to the game taught me a few things.

A-Excited children make terrible balance aids

B- I need to either get a balance, train one of mine or use the damn cane consistently.

C- I am much better without shoes on.

I chose not to take the cane yesterday, because I was feeling pretty good yesterday, not so wobbly and instead of full on vertigo it is just more of everything seems to be moving just a bit faster than I am- a lag time sort of deal.

That is until I went to physical therapy, where I am learning to fake having my shit together ( which I do rather well any).  So we did our little balance training exercises until I felt like complete crap- good times, we are going to go for two days next week!

Going up and down the normal size bleachers (which seemed like Everest to me) was not fun.  Next week I believe that the boys can go enjoy the game and I will stay home and do something less challenging (like watch the game on the computer)

The doctors ( we have added a few new ones to my otherwise obnoxious number of medical advisors)  all again with me having Menier’s and along with my other issues may result in my being at least somewhat dizzy all the time- outside of a Menier’s episodic attack.

If I bleach my hair I can be a dizzy blond- har har

Aside from the dizzy, which can be amusing.  The hearing in my right ear just goes on and off- like someone is flipping a switch.  That could also be convenient occasionally.  But it does mean that if I were to go the service dog route I would need a hearing/balance dog.  When I mentioned that Great Danes are the most recommended for balance dogs, he said- why not just get a pony.

Which is a very good point.  Why can’t I get a pony?  They can be trained.  They do have very good hearing and my floors are already messed up because of the dogs, I don’t see hooves doing any more damage.  Plus, think of the fertilizer people!!!! FREE  and organic.

Just think of the possibilities!

 

 

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2 Boys and 2 Dogs Walk Into a Bathroom


As much as I would like to say that is the beginning of a funny joke, it isn’t.

Although you may laugh, I did, eventually.

I somehow got new followers yesterday and the day before- Odd. My own family won’t follow this publicly – lol. So, if you made a wrong click thanks for stopping by, the Top Ten of Everything blog is a few pages over- good stuff!

If you did actually me to follow me, then um, thanks. Back to the story.

At 7:30, I told E that he needed to go up and get ready for bed, brush teeth, wash face. A was told he should go up and go to the bathroom, while E used the sink.

A few minutes later, I hear them switching posts, which is fine- the routine is being followed. Then I start hearing giggling, what sounds to be someone jumping off the step stool, and the distinct sound of a toilet tank lid being moved. I yelled, loud enough they should have heard me, 3 times, to cut out the goofing off and do what they are supposed to.

A few minutes later a loud crash, the sound of breaking glass, and a bang loud enough to shake the ceiling fan lights.

I am not all that fast right now, but I tried to be. It was one of those moments that later, you really wish, someone had installed hidden cameras in your house, because this stuff would be worth $10,000 at least.

I made it all the way to the living room door when A-man starts screaming that he has an issue.

He said issue.

I finally make it up the stairs- all while A-man is yelling he has an issue. Picture a drunk trying to jump onto a moving merry-go-round, that is probably what I looked like trying to get upstairs.

Eventually, I get up there and it looks like, I don’t know what that looked like.

Aden was attempting to hold up the shelving unit thing that we had over the back of the toilet. Everything that used to be on it was on the floor. A lovely mix of Shattered cologne and perfume bottles, lotion, makeup, plants, you name it on the floor.

The story goes that E was sitting on the pot and leaning back and rocking above mentioned shelving unit. Then A-man decided to give it a try.

That would about the time disaster struck.

Now, by the time I actually made up the stairs, I was pretty – let’s go with upset.

(mad-pissed off- ticked – livid). But, the look on their faces was priceless!

One of those parenting moments, when it takes everything you have not to bust out laughing- because this is serious, funny, but you can’t laugh.

So, while I try and contain myself, I right the shelving unit and pick A-man up off the floor.

They didn’t get into trouble for this incident, simply because, E had to stand on that step stool in the corner, with A-man perched on the edge of it, while I cleared a path through the glass. By the time I was done, and it did take a while, the damn floor would not hold still. Both boys and dogs were upset enough.

After a little session of removing glass slivers from feet and legs, I got them in bed and proceeded to clean the rest up.

They did learn a lesson. The whole house reeks of Cool Water, which hopefully will go away soon- I used to like it. Now- not so much.

A-man did offer to use his own money to replace everything that was broken and he was truly sorry and said he would ground himself. He was quite floored when I told him he was not in trouble at all..

Moving on, I am hoping that my post about pole dancing as exercise will pay off for the other blog. Today, I am off for more physical therapy, but to be honest I don’t think it is going to work. I do believe that the symptoms are fading on their own and hopefully they will stay that way.

The hearing is a little better in the right ear and the pressure is gone but it has moved to the left ear.

Whatever, in the immortal words of Sweet Brown “Ain’t nobody got time for that!”

So, with that note I will leave you with her great words of wisdom, and a sincere wish that you always can get a cold pop when you want one.

 

Sweet Brown Remix

 

 

Pleasant Surprises


Yesterday was full of pleasant surprises.  We had our first meeting with Sam’s new dog trainer.  When I initially spoke to her, I was a little put off because she sounded so young!  Not to be an age snob, but I was wondering how much experience could she have?  Will she even know how to deal with Sam’s more delicate issues?  Well, when she showed up, she was indeed pretty young, but then I am starting to get to an age where I think everyone under 37 is young:) This is where the first surprise of the day happened.  

When she came in the house, Sam actually growled.  Not her normal, I don’t like this person growl. But more of an, oh no, I think this person means business, sort of growl.  lol perfect!  This is a reaction I can live with.  Sam eventually settled down and we started talking.  The first thing that impressed me was how calm she was.  Not a shy quiet sort of calm, but a confident, poised, all together calm.  It was very reassuring, because to be quite honest, I was feeling pretty much like an idiot because I can’t figure out how to make Sam do what I want her to do.  She was full of suggestions on how I can start to deal with Sam’s separation anxiety now.  

But, I think the thing that I was most impressed with, was she said that the behaviors can be changed, but it will take time, consistency and it won’t be easy.  Good, at least now I am more than convinced she isn’t just someone looking to take advantage.  Next, we went out to take Sam for a little walk.  She showed me how to teach her not to pull when we walk.  One little step at a time.  But what she showed me really works.  It will take a while, but hey I have time.  I did feel like an idiot though, because it was really simple and I probably should have figured it out on my own.  But, I didn’t so I get the stupid people award for the day:) So, she is hired and we will probably start Tuesday. So that is that on Ms. Sam.  

Moving Right along.  Bill comes home for good (hopefully) Friday!  Yay!  The weather looks like it will cooperate, so maybe we can have a productive weekend and the outside of house will be finished before winter sets in.  

No, that wasn’t one of the surprises 🙂 The next surprise I discovered in my inbox.  It seems that an article I submitted a few weeks ago, then promptly forgot about, was accepted.  Yeah Money!  There was also an offer to submit another.  I also had another email inquiring about a teaching gig online.  Hmmmm, I’ll have to check that one out.  I have quite a lot on my plate as it is, but if I could find something that pays as well as me actually leaving the house to work, I think that is what I would rather do.  It would be tons more simple to be here, than to have to juggle schedules and transportation.  So, I will see where that goes.    

I still have not scheduled the X-ray.   I know very bad, but I must have another adult with me to watch the boys.  And I still don’t know for sure what time Bill will be home Friday.  So that still sits on my To Do list.

 It is Rosh Hashanah!  So Happy Jewish New Year!  But, technically not till sundown.

 L’shana Tova / Ketivah vi-chatima Tova.” This means: “For a good year / You should be written and sealed in the good (Book of Life).”  

That’s all for now Folks:)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Skippito Bandito


I have Skippyjon Jones on the brain.  We picked up the book at the library and now we read it all the time.  By all the time, I mean I read it 3 times before lunch yesterday, 2 times after and 2 more times before bed.  Usually, I won’t do that.  I don’t mind reading to the boys, but come on already once or twice is enough.  But, I really like reading Skippyjon.  I get to use a good amount of accents!.  And there is nothing I enjoy more than having everyone really get into a book.  The book is about a Siamese cat that acts like anything but a cat.  Evan loves the Alfredo Bumblebeeto Bandito, the bad guy.  Why am I talking about this book?  I have no clue.  But, while the fight scene wasn’t exactly choreographed by R.A. Salvatore, it was still exciting!    So,  I have an entire weeks curriculum for Evan based on Skippyjon.  We will see what other Skippyjon books we can find this weekend and get started Monday.  Okay enough with the kid books.

 Sam is doing good.  She seems like she is seeing pretty good, she hasn’t fallen or bumped into anything.  She has eaten, she is walking around, doing better:)  I however, am not.   I have to whine to my doctor today because my ribs f***** Hurt!  I know, I know.  Don’t carry a 50 pound dog when you have cracked ribs.  But, I didn’t have a choice.  It was the first time, I have ever been outside between 5 & 6 pm and everyone on the block wasn’t outside.  They were all gone, no one was home.  There must have been a party somewhere.    So, I will call and see if I can get something for pain so I can continue to breath.  I like breathing.  It only seems to hurt when I take deep breaths or when I sit for too long.  My boys require me to take a lot of deep breaths 😉  

The work on the house is still at a stand still.  Bill didn’t get to do much last time he was home, because he spent the weekend rebuilding the railing that Sam and I destroyed.  It looks great and it really sturdy now:)  But, we have to get all of the wood painted before winter, the soffits, fascia etc.  Hard to do when he isn’t home, but the river seems to be holding pretty steady and the levees seems to be holding.  Maybe they will re open the warehouse and he can come home soon.  Otherwise, I may have to just hire a sitter, and go up and do the painting myself.  Anyone want to come help me with the 50 foot ladder 🙂  

Last night we had some spectacular storms blow through, and I do mean blow.  I woke up about 10:30pm to hail pinging off the windows.  Looked out the window and saw several trees, pretty much laying sideways, the wind was blowing so hard.  Checked the local tv station and they were reporting 100 mph winds with the leading edge of the storm, which of course had just hit us.  I expected to see more damage than I did this morning.  But, it looks like other than a few branches down and some missing pool toys, we didn’t get any damage.  I suspect the pool toys are somewhere in OZ.  But, if you see a green blow up frog, let me know:)  

Well folks, I am off to get the boys around so we can get Mr. School guy out the door.  I just hope we have no more drama for at least 7 days 😉

>Holiday Hell


>The Holidays.  That wonderful time of year where Families get together and share in the joy of the season.  Stores play delightful Holiday music to get everyone in the mood to buy more crap. 

I must admit I do like the holidays- usually.  Mostly I like the food. Pumpkin Pie, vegetable stuffing, ham, Brisket with tons of gravy…oh and latkas. Oh how I love latkas with sour cream and chives, and my mother-in-law’s brisket.  But not this year.

This year I can’t eat any of the stuff I want- well at least on Thanksgiving- Hanukkah & Christmas are yet to be determined.  I guess I’ll find out on the 29th.

So yesterday I spent 2 1/2 hours wrapping presents because I don’t know if I’ll be able to wrap anything after the 29th- because I don’t know what exactly the doctor will.  This brings me to the conclusion that I am in fact a control freak. (So everyone else is right, I should stop denying it.) I need to have a plan, I must know what to expect so that I can plan.  I am very big on having a plan of action.  I can’t plan, I don’t know what is going to happen so I can’t plan.  It is driving me crazy.  I hate not knowing what is going on.  Should I plan on making latkas the first night of Hanukkah?  (which is the 1st of December)  or will I still be in the hospital.  For that matter will I miss Hanukkah with Bill’s family on Friday?   What about Christmas?  I always do Christmas (what with not being Jewish and all- it just makes sense- Bill’s family isn’t going to do it).  Will I be able to?  Will I be a raging, hormonal, menopausal mess?  Or maybe I will be fine?  How am I going to take care of the boys next week?  Even if he doesn’t do the big surgery and just looks around a bit, I will still have stitches and be out of it for a couple of days, that’s extremely dangerous around my boys.  I can’t sit down around when the are awake.  Ah so you wonder if I say that, how am I writing this??? simple- they are eating- that always keeps them in one place for about 10-15 minutes. 

But on the bright side- I should get a good nap on the 29th.  I just hope I don’t start blabbing away at the doctor again.

When he did the scope, apparently when I was waking up I told him that even though he was an asshole I loved him anyway.  He is an asshole, but like Dr. House- he is a great doctor.  Not so good looking, not so cool, but funny in an asshole sort of way. 🙂 

I am babbling but, isn’t that what the Internet is for? 

I am disappointed that I won’t get to see my uncle for at least one holiday.  I would also really like to see my brother and meet his family, but since the price of plane tickets seems to be going up not down I don’t think that will be possible for some time.  It would be really nice.  My brother, it seems has grow up to be a really cool guy, who married a really cool lady and together they made really cool, very cute kids!.

Someday, I am sure. 

Well, I am off to do laundry, cleaning, chasing the boys,  get to the library, mail out various holiday cards, get everything organized just in case I am out of commission for 8 weeks.  I hate not knowing almost as much as I hate surgery, I know…. control freak.  Could be worse 🙂