Wednesday, December 26, 2007
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Monday, December 17, 2007
1. Candles, candles, candles: These are a must have during a blackout. However, make sure they are unscented, or you will have one hell of a headache.
2. Lighters or matches: Your candles will be no good to you if you have nothing to light them with now will they?
3. Don't worry about stocking up your refrigerator/freezer with food the night before a reported ice storm is about to blow through, choose non-perishables instead.
4. If you do stock the refrigerator/freezer and don't want to loose $$$ in spoiled food, just stick your food outside. It's an ICE storm remember?
5. If you have an electric stove, how are you going to cook? You don't. You find a restaurant and eat there along with the other 50,000 people in your area without electricity. Luckily we have a gas stove, so we did have that option.
6. When you run out of money to eat out, or just get sick of eating out and fighting the crowd, have a winter backyard BBQ, (yes, vegetarians can BBQ too. They just do it meatless).
7. If birds have built nests in your wood burning fireplace year after year and you have not had a chimney sweep clean your fireplace, EVER, don't build a fire. I repeat, DO NOT build a fire.
8. If you have a gas stove/oven. Thank your lucky stars and use it to try and warm at least a couple of rooms. To do this, turn on all the burners and the oven, open the oven door and hang a sheet from the ceiling to the floor to block off the back part of the house, so that the front part stays toasty warm. Don't forget to crack a window so unwanted gases don't build up and kill you.
9. Flashlights. Flashlights are just as important as candles.
10. Batteries. Batteries are just as important as lighters/matches. Stock up on Size D batteries. After the second day of a blackout, you will NOT be able to find anymore. I promise. Nope. None. No where. Yes, I'm serious. Nada.
11. For entertainment you can make S'mores, tell ghost stories, listen to a battery powered radio, play board games by candlelight, stare at each other, go to bed early, knit, tease, I mean play with the dogs, flashlight tag, shadow puppets, tell jokes, lie in the middle of the living room floor and whine, jump rope, learn some new yo yo tricks, play cards, pretend you are studying for finals (Hey, I couldn't see very well even with flashlights and candles), jump out of dark places and scare the bejebus out of your nine year old, call the electric company and listen to their prerecorded message until you memorize it, color in all of the coloring books you can find in the house, find a place that has power like a Starbucks or Panera so that you can charge your computer, cellphone, and personal DVD players then go to Blockbuster and rent some DVD's.
12. Dogs put out a lot of warmth. If you don't let them sleep with you any other time, let them sleep with you now.
13. Blankets, blankets, blankets
14. It's okay to sleep in your coat, hat, gloves, and scarf even though you are inside your own house.
15. Want to take a nice hot shower, well you are SOL if you have an electric water heater. Boil water, mix it with some cold water and have yourself a bath. Have an electric stove too? Boil your water in a fireplace or on a charcoal grill (do this outside of course).
16. Vow to buy a generator when you can find one which will probably be next summer.
Sunday, December 09, 2007
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
I currently have five IQ tests to administer, three IQ reports to write up, a paper on ethics, a paper on an emerging theory, and a paper on personality disorders all due within the next two weeks. Oh, and four finals to study for. So, what do I decide to do tonight? Yep, put up Christmas lights. Actually, it wasn't my idea. The rest of the neighbors already have their lights up, and my son asked if we could put ours up too. My initial response was, "Why? We have so many other beautiful houses to look at that have lights." He wasn't happy with that answer, and I really didn't want to be known as scrooge #2. I mumbled a few #$*&% to myself and up to the attic I went.
Most of the lights strands are old and probably need to be replaced, but I didn't feel like running out and getting some right then, besides you can get them 75% off the day after Christmas. Instead, I went through each strand and located the burnt out bulbs with my handy dandy locater and replaced them with new ones, all the while mumbling #$*&% to myself.
After I got the strands all untangled and glowing brightly, I began stringing them across the front gutter. Austin decided that this year he was big enough to climb the ladder and clip the lights to the gutter instead of me, so he informed me of this milestone. #$*&% I muttered to myself. I didn't want his help. It would be 50 times faster without him getting in my way. I compromised with him and let him do just one strand up on the ladder while I stood there and held it and yelled the following things up to him. "Be careful. You don't need to climb THAT high. No, I will not let go. I'm standing right here and holding this thing. Of course I trust you honey. It's the ladder I don't trust. Hurry up. Put it on the hook. The hook. THE HOOK. #$*&%!
After that, we moved on to the trees. We used to have five trees in our front yard. A tornado blew through one year and blew one of them down. Last year's multiple ice storms took care of two more. I used to wrap lights all around the trunks of these trees. All I have left is one big stump. I decided to try and make a Christmas tree with lights using the stump as a center pole. It didn't exactly turn out as I had envisioned it. It looks more like a teepee, or perhaps a volcano. #$*&%! I thought we could just live with it, but the more I look at it, the more I realize that I'm going to have to take it down and try something else. #$*&%!%&*#&*@$!!!!!!
I WILL live with it until finals are over though. In fact, I think I may have to ground myself from doing other things until I get all my school work done. You know, because putting up Christmas lights is just so much damn fun.
Monday, November 26, 2007
You started having health problems about a year ago and last month you started declining really fast. Hospice came to take care of you, and they did a great job making sure that you were comfortable and had everything you needed. You died today.
Who's going to make sure I remember that it's trash day?
Who's going to wave to us from the window every time we pull into our drive way?
Who's going to watch our house when we are away?
Who's going to talk to me through the fence when I'm doing yard work?
Who's going to sneak dog biscuits to my dogs through the fence? You didn't realize I had figured out it was you they kept getting them from, did you? I didn't say anything. I didn't want to ruin your fun.
Who's going to tell my son that he is welcome to come by for a Popsicle any time.
Who's going to toss my son's golf balls back over the fence?
Who's going to catch me up on all the television programs I've missed?
Who's going to make me fudge at Christmas?
Who's going to watch my son do a gazillion fireworks on the Fourth of July?
Who's going to tell me that my son is trying to blow up the mailbox with Black Cats?
Who's going to tell me that my son is too smart for his own good?
Who's going to give me tomatoes from their garden?
Who's going to ask me where my helmet is when I ride my bicycle?
Who's going to make sure that they have an extra special treat for my son when he comes to their door on Halloween night?
Who's going to let my son take a rose from their rose bush to give to his mom?
I think what I'm trying to say Mrs. Mary is that you will be missed.
Sunday, November 25, 2007
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Wednesday, November 07, 2007
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Sunday, October 28, 2007
Saturday, October 13, 2007
Saturday, October 06, 2007
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Saturday, September 15, 2007
Friday, September 07, 2007
Monday, September 03, 2007
Monday, August 27, 2007
Friday, August 24, 2007
I do have the flooring. It just hasn't been installed yet.
This is what the spare bedroom looks like as I write this.
Click here to read all the little notes I left behind on each pic.
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
On a completely different note, I want to post this before I forget about it. My son had surgery 3 weeks ago. Apparently, when he was growing, the tissue around his testicles pulled tight and caused his testicles to pull up into his adominal cavity. Therefore, they had to go in and "release the boys", pulling them back down where they're supposed to be. So, the night right after he just had surgery, my nine year old and I have the following conversation.
Austin: Mom, my voice sounds weird.
Me: Yeah, you're hoarse. They had breathing tubes in your throat, and
sometimes it causes your voice to sound funny. Don't worry. It will go
Austin: Awww, man! I thought it was puberty.
Sunday, August 19, 2007
After getting a kid’s meal with a really cool toy inside.
Me: (grabbing the bag) I get the toy this time.
Austin: Mooommm, give it to meeeeeee.
Me: I paid for it.
Austin: So, it’s mine.
Me: I paid for it.
Austin: It doesn’t matter.
Me: Of course it matters.
Austin: It’s myyyyyy toy.
Me: But I want it.
Austin: IT’S MINE!!!
Me: If you don’t let me have it, I’ll tell all your friends that you still sleep with your stuffed monkey and suck your thumb at night.
Austin: No, I don’t.
Me: Who do you think they’re gonna believe? You or me?
I’m in my bedroom and hear screams coming from the kitchen.
Austin: Stupid dog! Stupid, idiot dog!
Me: What did he do?
Austin: He stole my corn dog.
Me: Oh, well.
Austin chases dog and tries to kick him
Me: Hey, hey, hey. Just get another one.
Austin: That was the last one. STUPID DOG!
Me: Well, be more careful with your food next time. Don’t leave it where the dog can get it.
Austin: You love him more than me. He storms out of the kitchen.
While eating at Taco Bell, he finds two sauce packets. The mild packet has “Thanks for rescuing me. Hot was getting on my nerves.” printed on it, and the hot packet has “Thanks for rescuing me. Mild was getting on my nerves” printed on it. He takes the sauce packets, and begins playing with them, and making them talk to one another.
Mild: I hate you!
Hot: Not as much as I hate you!
Mild: Would you just go away? I thought I got rid of you.
Hot: You will never get rid of me.
Mild: Shut UP!
Hot: You shut up.
Mild: I’m telling.
Hot: Who ya gonna tell, cry baby?
Mild: If you don’t shut up I’m going to smush your head into the burrito.
Hot: Just try it.
Yeah, I'm a little disturbed by that last example too.
Saturday, August 18, 2007
Today has been a nice day. The temperature has been hovering around 90 degrees. Much better than the 100+ degree days that have kept us inside the air conditioned house all month. The sky is overcast, but as long as it doesn't rain we can continue to have some outdoor fun. In celebration of the cooler temperature, I took Austin to a new skatepark that just opened up a couple of miles from our house. I was a little worried at first, because he just had surgery 16 days ago, but he did fine. That is until he ran to me screaming, "Bleeding! I'm bleeding! Bleeding! Bleeding! I'm bleeding!" Knowing the drama queen, uh king, that my son is, I just sat there while I watched him run towards me screaming. The other parents kept looking around for this poor child's mother to jump up and run to her bleeding son's rescue. I think it only registered to them that I was his mother when he stood directly in front of me and stuck his foot in my face. I checked out the stinky, sweaty ankle, and informed him that it was only a little scratch. I then wiped the small amount of blood off with a crinkled up napkin I found in my backpack and off he went. A litte later he decided that he was tired of skating and wanted to go to Bass Pro Shops to "just look around". Yeah, I've heard that one before. It always ends up with him asking me to buy him 20 different items and me eventually giving in and buying him "just one thing and that's it". Surprisingly, I got out of there without buying him a single thing, although I did have to buy my dogs a dog bed that was being "given away" for only $9.88. The dogs weren't sure what to make of it at first. In fact, I think they were downright scared of it. Well it is kinda ginormous and very smooshy, and they have been used to just sleeping on a thin blanket on the cold, hard floor. Both of them would get on it, look frightened by the smooshiness, and jump off. Eventually they did get used to it though. It's a nice pillow too. I almost kept it for myself, but then I had this vision of me lounging on a dog bed in front of the television and........still wanted to keep it for myself. Austin made me give it to the dogs.
Friday, August 17, 2007
My son just started back to school last week. He is back in public school again. I wish I could continue homeschooling, but as a single parent, it just isn't possible. At least, not right now. I found out this past May that my son is dyslexic. I suspected that he was ever since I began homeschooling him a couple of years ago and saw for myself the trouble he was having. No, the public schools did not ever mention the word dyslexia to me when he was having trouble at school. They threw every other label at me that they could think of, but dyslexia was never one of them. Anyway, I had him formally evaluated by a private psychologist when I knew that I was going to have to put him back into public school. I didn't tell the psychologist ahead of time that I thought Austin was dyslexic, but several tests later the psychologist confirmed what I already knew. Hopefully public school will be better for Austin this time around since we now know where all his frustration is coming from.
Let's see. What else has been going on. Oh yeah. I have been living without any flooring in my living room for almost a month. The pipe that runs to the washing machine got clogged and flooded my living room. Needless to say repairs are going slow and I've been living on a concrete floor ever since. My insurance company assures me that I will eventually have a new living room floor as well as a new kitchen floor. I'm still waiting.
I think that's enough for now. It feels good to be back.