Well, it's official. I've now been cussed out in the funniest way imaginable. And I don't mean a little cussing I mean CUSSED OUT with multiple four letter words strung together as would evoke and inflame the most devout person.
Please read on...
Tonight after Wednesday Bible study, I took my grandmother, age 80 and who is visiting, back to my mom's apartment complex. So that she didn't have to walk very far in the dark (nor myself) I pulled into a parking place that was closer:a numbered reserved parking place. This was my mistake. We went upstairs and I sat with her until my mom got home from dialysis. Good granddaughter, right?
Upon my arrival to the parking lot I spotted someone writing a note on the hood of my van. I approached, apologizing, only to be greeted with a foul mouthed-retort that sounded like it had been lifted from the script of Goodfellas or The Departed.
I was so taken aback that I just stood there dumbfounded that a parking place could create such angst and turmoil in any person. I replied that I was again sorry but that I had just dropped off my 80 year old grandmother and ...(interrupted)
"You're a g&$-d@#$&d thief, you f%^&*(g b#$%h! Do you really think I give a g$%-d$^%& $#%^ about why you stole my @#$%^& parking place? My wife has been in the hospital for 2 months and I come in at odd hours to find my @#$%^& parking place stolen by a g@#-d@#$%^ thief!!!!!!!!" He is now shouting in my face.
(you get the drift of the conversation?)
At first, I ignored hoping that the the tirade was over but oh no it was only just beginning.
"Well I'm sorry about that but you're not the only person on this planet. How could I possibly have known about your wife?" Wrong response.
"You're a g&$-d@#$&d thief, you f%^&*(g b#$%h! "You're a g&$-d@#$&d thief, you f%^&*(g b#$%h!!!! "You're a g&$-d@#$&d thief, you f%^&*(g b#$%h!!!!!!!!
He screams this while following me to my car as if trying to get me to react. For some reason, as I got into the car, I rolled down the window. I think I wanted to apologize again but I can't quite remember because all I remember hearing was the cursing and yelling.
No joke: he put his hands on my door frame and as I was trying to back out, he continued to yell "@#$% you!!! "You g&$-d@#$&d thief" I got really irritated, actually flicked his hands off my door and continued to back out. I finally said this is ridiculous and enough. In that moment I didn't really care that he was still holding on as I began to move the car. Then reality got the better of me, thankfully.
He followed still, this time yelling at the top of his lungs, "You're a g&$-d@#$&d thief, you f%^&*(g b#$%h! He did this the entire way across the parking lot as I pulled off. I'm sure at this very moment he is still fuming.
I'm ashamed to say my final retort wasn't very lady-like, much less Christian. I have repented and asked forgiveness but he did finally provoke the response he wanted and I stooped too low.
Within about 30 seconds I was laughing at how important a parking place was to this poor man and what a sad life he must have and then I began to feel really sorry for him. I called my mom and told her the story and we both had a good laugh and the circumstances but then felt badly for him and his lif and for his wife who obviously had to live with this guy.
What I should have done is put my hand on his and burst into prayer. I would have liked to have heard him continue cussing as I prayed. But then again I thought of this too late. Oh well.
By the way did I mention that this man was about 85 years old and maybe weighted 100 lbs dripping wet?
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Sunday, February 18, 2007
Toxicology 101
In the process of my "investigation" I have learned some things.
1. Dogs can not be killed by a couple of Tylenol, asprin or a minor bit of chocolate.
2. Pitts like Bella have cast iron stomachs. This we know because of all the things found in the tox report. Mainly crayola crayons, and a lot of them.
2. Toxicoloy testing for dogs is very expensive.
3. It was probably a hotdog that the neighbor put through the fence, perhapse with a laxative in it.
4. Most people don't want to kill the dog just punish the dog owner.
5. Bella is well liked by almost everyone she meets.
6. The highest setting on the dog collar actually does work after you shave her neck for good contact. Bark! whelp! whelp! Whimper.
7. You don't actually want to touch a static collar on the two contact cables at the same time; on any setting.
I elected not to send the samples off the TAMU becasue of the cost. While Bella has lost a pound or two (and a bit dehydrated) she is in, otherwise, very good health. During this process I discovered she has eaten the following things (and been alright.) Yes, I had to look through her poop (with plastic gloves.)
- Crayons
- Baby socks
- Money (pennies)
- Dice
- Rocks
- Legos
- various bits of plastic from toys and garbage
I now wonder if, infact, the neighbor DID attempt a cruel act. It is still suspect but I'm on to them now and they know it. I have watched them in the backyard and then banged on the window, waving wildly saying, "I see you!!! I know what you are doing!!!" Hopefully the intended message is getting through.
Sometime in the last 4 days they have gotten a Lab puppy. If they though this would help or make us mad I'm not sure. Whether we were even considered in this is also up for debate but now there is another dog in the mix.
I'm sorry to say this but she is very cute.
What have I learned? That my neighbors are weird and that I do not under any circumstances trust them and that I will probably continue to think these thoughts until the day they move. As far as I know they will have to go before we do.
Hopefully this is the end of this drama.
1. Dogs can not be killed by a couple of Tylenol, asprin or a minor bit of chocolate.
2. Pitts like Bella have cast iron stomachs. This we know because of all the things found in the tox report. Mainly crayola crayons, and a lot of them.
2. Toxicoloy testing for dogs is very expensive.
3. It was probably a hotdog that the neighbor put through the fence, perhapse with a laxative in it.
4. Most people don't want to kill the dog just punish the dog owner.
5. Bella is well liked by almost everyone she meets.
6. The highest setting on the dog collar actually does work after you shave her neck for good contact. Bark! whelp! whelp! Whimper.
7. You don't actually want to touch a static collar on the two contact cables at the same time; on any setting.
I elected not to send the samples off the TAMU becasue of the cost. While Bella has lost a pound or two (and a bit dehydrated) she is in, otherwise, very good health. During this process I discovered she has eaten the following things (and been alright.) Yes, I had to look through her poop (with plastic gloves.)
- Crayons
- Baby socks
- Money (pennies)
- Dice
- Rocks
- Legos
- various bits of plastic from toys and garbage
I now wonder if, infact, the neighbor DID attempt a cruel act. It is still suspect but I'm on to them now and they know it. I have watched them in the backyard and then banged on the window, waving wildly saying, "I see you!!! I know what you are doing!!!" Hopefully the intended message is getting through.
Sometime in the last 4 days they have gotten a Lab puppy. If they though this would help or make us mad I'm not sure. Whether we were even considered in this is also up for debate but now there is another dog in the mix.
I'm sorry to say this but she is very cute.
What have I learned? That my neighbors are weird and that I do not under any circumstances trust them and that I will probably continue to think these thoughts until the day they move. As far as I know they will have to go before we do.
Hopefully this is the end of this drama.
Thursday, February 15, 2007
The Case of the Poisoned Dog
Let me begin by saying this is all circumstantial until the toxicology report comes back from Texas A&M.
On Tuesday afternoon I was cleaning the blinds in my bedroom. I opened them up to clean the windows and noticed our dog Bella was barking insanely at the fence and more specifically at a large knothole. She was almost forcing her muzzle into the hole and then pacing back and forth. I almost yelled at her when I noticed something, sort of like a large straw or plastic utensil come just slightly through the hole. Bella went to it immediate, put he mouth on it, pulled away and began chewing. I almost knocked on the window but stopped to see if what I had seen was really what I thought it was. After a moment or two then entire scene repeated and I began knocking wildly on the window. From the other side of the fence I could see a large adult move past the fence (through the slats) back toward the house. I immediatly ran upstairs and looked out game room window in to the back yard. I saw nothing but this is really what I should have done first to catch them in the act.
I was completely baffled as to why someone would be feeding my dog anything through the fence much less an adult in 32 degree weather in the late afternoon. I was VERY suspect from the get go and I began to try and think of why this might have occurred. I only came up with one possibility.
Bella is a barker, an extreme barker. She has been muzzled (she tore one up) with a mesh muzzle, fitted with a static (shock) collar and still she barks. She can almost jump the back fence and has on several occasions actually jumped so much that she has knocked the fence section down and escaped. She is black part Pitt and part lab and weighs about 80lbs. She looks fierce but she is a big baby who whines all the time. She is actually Garrison's dog he got for Christmas in 2005. She's a big old mess but I really like the dog because she is a great watchdog and everyone (salesmen and solicitors) who comes to the door is scared of her.
I've had numerous complaints in the form of phone calls complaining about the barking. We really have spent tons of money and tried just about everything to get her to stop. Actually the bark collar is humorous in that she barks, it zaps and she freaks out! I really should tape it for America's Funniest Home Video. We'd probably win because she nearly flips over in the air bucking like a bronco but she has never connected the barking to the zapping. So now after this event I became convinced that they are trying to kill our dog.
I told Sean (and ever the gentleman) he didn't think the worst but tried to think of some alternate reason this might have happened. He even asked if I was sure of what I saw. His solution was to watch Bella, cover the holes in the fence and we'd go from there. That was Tuesday night.
Wednesday she seemed fine. Today however she spent the day in her kennel and when I got home I was greeted but the most overwhelming and utterly disgusting odor I'd ever come up against. Garrison declared he wasn't going in the house but we went in holding our noses searching for the source of this foul crappy odor. You guessed it is was Bella. She had filled her cage with poop. She was covered, the bedding was drenched and the cage was the biggest mess I've ever seen. I drug her to the door, the cage outside and threw the bedding away. gagging the entire time. The smell permeated the entire house so in 29-degree weather the windows were opened we wore coats and I lit candles. I sprayed every air freshener and bottle febreeze I could find. After about 20 minutes of this, the smell was gone and we could move on.
Now I am brooding over the fact that I believe our neighbors are psycho dangerous dog killers who are capable of anything. I’ve called the vet ( at the wias suggestion ont Tracey F) and I am going to collect and take “samples” to them so that we can ship them to Texas A&M. Which leads me back to my very first statement.
I’ve called the HOA president and his wife suggested I keep a video camera by the back window. I will be doing that.
Do I confront the people? Do I wait it out until I see if we have any evidence? What do I say? And what happens next? They have to know I’m on to them because I covered the holes and banged on the window. I’m thinking if they will do it once then they will do it again, right? I hate to start a big old fight because we have to live next to these people but frankly I’m scared of what they are capable of. If they will hurt an innocent animal then what else will they do if they are mad?
The entire situation creeps me out and I want them to move. They have only been there for about 8 months and no one really knows them. Sean has spoken to the husband out front before but I’ve never seen the wife. I know they have no children but that’s the extent of my confirmed knowledge. In my mind they are sadistic sicko’s hurting peoples dogs and acting out the anger in creepy secret ways.
So far Bella seems okay but I’m sure if they really wanted to kill her she’d be dead. Perhaps they thought it’s be a good laugh to make us have to clean up a big mess, like some sort of punishment. I don’t know these are all just guesses. I do know that the only alternative left is a behavior specialist ( who knows what that will cost or if it will work and she is in Bedford.) and as a very last resort, there is surgery to clip her vocal cords. That is the last option becasue we don't want to get rid of the dog. We all really like her, if not love her. What to do?????
I’ll keep updating as I know more.
On Tuesday afternoon I was cleaning the blinds in my bedroom. I opened them up to clean the windows and noticed our dog Bella was barking insanely at the fence and more specifically at a large knothole. She was almost forcing her muzzle into the hole and then pacing back and forth. I almost yelled at her when I noticed something, sort of like a large straw or plastic utensil come just slightly through the hole. Bella went to it immediate, put he mouth on it, pulled away and began chewing. I almost knocked on the window but stopped to see if what I had seen was really what I thought it was. After a moment or two then entire scene repeated and I began knocking wildly on the window. From the other side of the fence I could see a large adult move past the fence (through the slats) back toward the house. I immediatly ran upstairs and looked out game room window in to the back yard. I saw nothing but this is really what I should have done first to catch them in the act.
I was completely baffled as to why someone would be feeding my dog anything through the fence much less an adult in 32 degree weather in the late afternoon. I was VERY suspect from the get go and I began to try and think of why this might have occurred. I only came up with one possibility.
Bella is a barker, an extreme barker. She has been muzzled (she tore one up) with a mesh muzzle, fitted with a static (shock) collar and still she barks. She can almost jump the back fence and has on several occasions actually jumped so much that she has knocked the fence section down and escaped. She is black part Pitt and part lab and weighs about 80lbs. She looks fierce but she is a big baby who whines all the time. She is actually Garrison's dog he got for Christmas in 2005. She's a big old mess but I really like the dog because she is a great watchdog and everyone (salesmen and solicitors) who comes to the door is scared of her.
I've had numerous complaints in the form of phone calls complaining about the barking. We really have spent tons of money and tried just about everything to get her to stop. Actually the bark collar is humorous in that she barks, it zaps and she freaks out! I really should tape it for America's Funniest Home Video. We'd probably win because she nearly flips over in the air bucking like a bronco but she has never connected the barking to the zapping. So now after this event I became convinced that they are trying to kill our dog.
I told Sean (and ever the gentleman) he didn't think the worst but tried to think of some alternate reason this might have happened. He even asked if I was sure of what I saw. His solution was to watch Bella, cover the holes in the fence and we'd go from there. That was Tuesday night.
Wednesday she seemed fine. Today however she spent the day in her kennel and when I got home I was greeted but the most overwhelming and utterly disgusting odor I'd ever come up against. Garrison declared he wasn't going in the house but we went in holding our noses searching for the source of this foul crappy odor. You guessed it is was Bella. She had filled her cage with poop. She was covered, the bedding was drenched and the cage was the biggest mess I've ever seen. I drug her to the door, the cage outside and threw the bedding away. gagging the entire time. The smell permeated the entire house so in 29-degree weather the windows were opened we wore coats and I lit candles. I sprayed every air freshener and bottle febreeze I could find. After about 20 minutes of this, the smell was gone and we could move on.
Now I am brooding over the fact that I believe our neighbors are psycho dangerous dog killers who are capable of anything. I’ve called the vet ( at the wias suggestion ont Tracey F) and I am going to collect and take “samples” to them so that we can ship them to Texas A&M. Which leads me back to my very first statement.
I’ve called the HOA president and his wife suggested I keep a video camera by the back window. I will be doing that.
Do I confront the people? Do I wait it out until I see if we have any evidence? What do I say? And what happens next? They have to know I’m on to them because I covered the holes and banged on the window. I’m thinking if they will do it once then they will do it again, right? I hate to start a big old fight because we have to live next to these people but frankly I’m scared of what they are capable of. If they will hurt an innocent animal then what else will they do if they are mad?
The entire situation creeps me out and I want them to move. They have only been there for about 8 months and no one really knows them. Sean has spoken to the husband out front before but I’ve never seen the wife. I know they have no children but that’s the extent of my confirmed knowledge. In my mind they are sadistic sicko’s hurting peoples dogs and acting out the anger in creepy secret ways.
So far Bella seems okay but I’m sure if they really wanted to kill her she’d be dead. Perhaps they thought it’s be a good laugh to make us have to clean up a big mess, like some sort of punishment. I don’t know these are all just guesses. I do know that the only alternative left is a behavior specialist ( who knows what that will cost or if it will work and she is in Bedford.) and as a very last resort, there is surgery to clip her vocal cords. That is the last option becasue we don't want to get rid of the dog. We all really like her, if not love her. What to do?????
I’ll keep updating as I know more.
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Happy Valentines Day
I love this day for all the usual reasons but form some not so typical reasons also. It was 10 years tonight that I made a wise decision and said yes. After only 6 weeks and what was suppposed to be our actual first date Sean proposed and I eagerly said yes. And for 10 years we ate Valentine dinner at the same resturant, Lombardi Trattaoria, where we ate the night he proposed. One of the few romantic things we do. But alas, it closed last year and we must make a new tradition. I have no idea what that will be but this year is just like any other day.
I also love valentines because of all the frazzled men in the supermarket attempting to please their better half but choosing just the right flowers and maybe bottle of somthing, be it wine or perfume. It's really cute to see all the people running around trying to buy something "special" from the grocery store. this always makes me laugh. And everyone seemd to be in a good mood and smiling.
I love valentines day for the hand drawn cards from my babies. Somehow some raggedy paper glued onto another raggedy piece and colored with crayons becomes the most precious treasure when made and given by a 3 year old. These are things that I'll never throw away.
Happy valentines day to you!
I also love valentines because of all the frazzled men in the supermarket attempting to please their better half but choosing just the right flowers and maybe bottle of somthing, be it wine or perfume. It's really cute to see all the people running around trying to buy something "special" from the grocery store. this always makes me laugh. And everyone seemd to be in a good mood and smiling.
I love valentines day for the hand drawn cards from my babies. Somehow some raggedy paper glued onto another raggedy piece and colored with crayons becomes the most precious treasure when made and given by a 3 year old. These are things that I'll never throw away.
Happy valentines day to you!
Sunday, February 11, 2007
Have you ever been in love...
WARNING: SUPER, GUSHING ABOUT ONE'S OWN CHILD. READ ON AT OWN RISK.
Also my spell check is on the blink again
Have you ever been so amazed and overwhealmed by love that you think your heart might explode? My Garrison is so sweet and innocent and such an inspiration to me. Tonight in the car he anounced that he was not afraid of dying because that meant he was going straight to God. Right out of nowhere he says this. How innocent and pure and fearless of a five year old. No wonder Jesus tells us to be like the children.
We have dealt with death a lot in his short life and I've not tried to make it a huge issue more a part of life. I know a lot of people try to shelter thair children but that was really never an option for us. Sean and I talk about things openly with the children and always give an explaination for things at their level. This is no easy task but it's never been an "issue" looming over us. We simply explain that God has a plan for each of us on this earth to further his knigdom and when our job is done then it's our turn to get a big reward, heaven. He has asked many time if we will all be together with Jesus and will Sean or I be waiting for him and wo don't go into any great detail but give him a straight-forward simply answer. He talks about how Adam was made from "dirt" so are we made from dirt and what happens to our bodies. My dod was cremated so that has brought up many questions when we have visited his "memory place". He accepts this as life and doesn't brood over it but joyfully sings "I can only imagine". and seems to really understand that he'll get to be with Jesus. It's okay to him.
After my dad died, several times, I caught Garrison gazing intently out the window of the car. I'd watch him in the rear view mirror and he would smile at the sky.
"Whatcha looking at, Buddy?"
"My Poppy in the clouds. He's flying and watching me."
The first time it was really cute. The third fouth and fifth times I began to wonder what he was seeing. It was never after a conversation concerning my dad. It was always really ramdon times. Makes you think?
The other thing that Garrison does, a lot, It sing "God Bless America". With the purest, unabashed love and from the deepest part of his soul he sings that song. He talked about lady liberty with all the passion a five year old can muster and that's quite a bit. He loves this country and loves to talk about the presidents and what they did for our country. He wants to learn about the Revolutionary War and the Civil War and everything that goes with it: names places, battles, heros, traitors, ammunition, artillery, war ships countrys, Native American tribes and anything else you'll tell him. Presidents day has been a great source of intrest for him as well as Black History Month at school. He's come home talking about Martin Luther King and George Washington Carver.
He will surpass me in knowledge by the time he's in the 4th grade.
There is an old saying, "There really is the smartest child in the world and every parent has it." It's more true than you might first think. You know those parents who talk incesantly about how brilliant and beautiful and bright their children are? They make me nuts but I understand how their heart feels and I share their pride.
If this is for posterity I want Garrison to read this one day and know just how much I love him and that he and Kamdyn fill my heart daily with a love that I never knew or understood before them. It's quite possibly the best feeling in the world to know that your babies love the Lord. If they don't make straight A's, if they aren't the star player, If they struggle in classes but they love and follow Christ then I feel we, Sean and I, have done a good job.
Also my spell check is on the blink again
Have you ever been so amazed and overwhealmed by love that you think your heart might explode? My Garrison is so sweet and innocent and such an inspiration to me. Tonight in the car he anounced that he was not afraid of dying because that meant he was going straight to God. Right out of nowhere he says this. How innocent and pure and fearless of a five year old. No wonder Jesus tells us to be like the children.
We have dealt with death a lot in his short life and I've not tried to make it a huge issue more a part of life. I know a lot of people try to shelter thair children but that was really never an option for us. Sean and I talk about things openly with the children and always give an explaination for things at their level. This is no easy task but it's never been an "issue" looming over us. We simply explain that God has a plan for each of us on this earth to further his knigdom and when our job is done then it's our turn to get a big reward, heaven. He has asked many time if we will all be together with Jesus and will Sean or I be waiting for him and wo don't go into any great detail but give him a straight-forward simply answer. He talks about how Adam was made from "dirt" so are we made from dirt and what happens to our bodies. My dod was cremated so that has brought up many questions when we have visited his "memory place". He accepts this as life and doesn't brood over it but joyfully sings "I can only imagine". and seems to really understand that he'll get to be with Jesus. It's okay to him.
After my dad died, several times, I caught Garrison gazing intently out the window of the car. I'd watch him in the rear view mirror and he would smile at the sky.
"Whatcha looking at, Buddy?"
"My Poppy in the clouds. He's flying and watching me."
The first time it was really cute. The third fouth and fifth times I began to wonder what he was seeing. It was never after a conversation concerning my dad. It was always really ramdon times. Makes you think?
The other thing that Garrison does, a lot, It sing "God Bless America". With the purest, unabashed love and from the deepest part of his soul he sings that song. He talked about lady liberty with all the passion a five year old can muster and that's quite a bit. He loves this country and loves to talk about the presidents and what they did for our country. He wants to learn about the Revolutionary War and the Civil War and everything that goes with it: names places, battles, heros, traitors, ammunition, artillery, war ships countrys, Native American tribes and anything else you'll tell him. Presidents day has been a great source of intrest for him as well as Black History Month at school. He's come home talking about Martin Luther King and George Washington Carver.
He will surpass me in knowledge by the time he's in the 4th grade.
There is an old saying, "There really is the smartest child in the world and every parent has it." It's more true than you might first think. You know those parents who talk incesantly about how brilliant and beautiful and bright their children are? They make me nuts but I understand how their heart feels and I share their pride.
If this is for posterity I want Garrison to read this one day and know just how much I love him and that he and Kamdyn fill my heart daily with a love that I never knew or understood before them. It's quite possibly the best feeling in the world to know that your babies love the Lord. If they don't make straight A's, if they aren't the star player, If they struggle in classes but they love and follow Christ then I feel we, Sean and I, have done a good job.
Friday, February 09, 2007
Kamdyn's Teeth
Kamdyn did very well today and is almost back to herself as I write this. If I haven't called you to give you an update it's only because Sean is still sick, kamy is a mess and Garrison is feeling a little neglected. Three against one...
We went in at 11:00 and the pre-op was easy. I did all I could to make this a "fun" experience for her. Children's is a wonderful hospital and that helped. We played Barbies and colored and drew until we were called back to day surgery. She had the giggle juice and went back ike a champ singing all the way back to the surgery doors ad probably beyond. When she had her adneoids taken out a year ago she work up nasty, mean and grumpy. Today she was sweet as a peach. The difference is the medication they gave her. For pain they gave her lor-tab which prompty knocked her out again.
In all it was a good experience. I'm not sure how we are going to pay for it but God will provide. He always has before and He continues to amaze me whit His constant unwavering care. I'm really tired and pretty emotionally wrought. She is a trooper and is trying to work her way into staying up late. It's not happening.
Sean is still really sick. He did go to the doctor and is now on several perscriptions. It's in his chest and he continues to run a fever. I sure hope no one elase gets this terrible thing. It is bad. I'm still coughing. I haven't slept with him in 3 nights because of the coughing. I'm also doing all of his "jobs" around the house. I've lost complete control of my chores but that's nothing new. I'll get it back before Rebecca and Sylvia come next Thursday. They come every other Thursday to help with all the heavy stuff. If I could just keep all the other stuff picked up.
No basketball in the morning. I love buy weeks. They are a tiny little bonus on Saturdays. Don't misunderstand. I love to watch Garre play but I also love to sleep.
I have a funny idea for a blog - all the things that drive me crazy. I'm compiling my list to post it later.
Later.
We went in at 11:00 and the pre-op was easy. I did all I could to make this a "fun" experience for her. Children's is a wonderful hospital and that helped. We played Barbies and colored and drew until we were called back to day surgery. She had the giggle juice and went back ike a champ singing all the way back to the surgery doors ad probably beyond. When she had her adneoids taken out a year ago she work up nasty, mean and grumpy. Today she was sweet as a peach. The difference is the medication they gave her. For pain they gave her lor-tab which prompty knocked her out again.
In all it was a good experience. I'm not sure how we are going to pay for it but God will provide. He always has before and He continues to amaze me whit His constant unwavering care. I'm really tired and pretty emotionally wrought. She is a trooper and is trying to work her way into staying up late. It's not happening.
Sean is still really sick. He did go to the doctor and is now on several perscriptions. It's in his chest and he continues to run a fever. I sure hope no one elase gets this terrible thing. It is bad. I'm still coughing. I haven't slept with him in 3 nights because of the coughing. I'm also doing all of his "jobs" around the house. I've lost complete control of my chores but that's nothing new. I'll get it back before Rebecca and Sylvia come next Thursday. They come every other Thursday to help with all the heavy stuff. If I could just keep all the other stuff picked up.
No basketball in the morning. I love buy weeks. They are a tiny little bonus on Saturdays. Don't misunderstand. I love to watch Garre play but I also love to sleep.
I have a funny idea for a blog - all the things that drive me crazy. I'm compiling my list to post it later.
Later.
Thursday, February 08, 2007
It was the most beautiful day about 68. This is really a beautiful zoo. It is older but that did not detract from it at all. We had a blast and want to go again very soon.
"Maflingos" aka Flamingos
Gibbon monkeys and their baby
"Purple butt" aka Baboon. Yes, I told her she was not to say that again so now they are booboons.
Kamdyn and the zebras
The elephants were really fun. We stayed for a very long time. There was a baby that kept rolling two balls over to the adults. The adults kept shooing him away but he kept coming back again and again.
This was a gorgeous setting for the white tiger. like a rainforest with a waterfall. He sat there like he was posing.
This is a sunbear and Kamdyn loved that he was laying on his back catching some "zzzzz"
Near the back of the zoo it's built to look like a Texas town from the old West. The animal exhibts are broken up ito the different regions of Texas. There is a general store, cafe, candy shoppe, horse farm, and museum. They also have a petting zoo.
This is a longhorn calf that Kamdyn couldn't get enough of. I hope this is no indicator of her college choice in the future. Note her hand attempting to touch the calf. This went on for a good 15 minutes until I had to drag her away crying.
Princess Kamdyn in her royal carriage. It's actually an old mail stagecoach but she insisted it was a carriage for the ball.
"Maflingos" aka Flamingos
Gibbon monkeys and their baby
"Purple butt" aka Baboon. Yes, I told her she was not to say that again so now they are booboons.
Kamdyn and the zebras
The elephants were really fun. We stayed for a very long time. There was a baby that kept rolling two balls over to the adults. The adults kept shooing him away but he kept coming back again and again.
This was a gorgeous setting for the white tiger. like a rainforest with a waterfall. He sat there like he was posing.
This is a sunbear and Kamdyn loved that he was laying on his back catching some "zzzzz"
Near the back of the zoo it's built to look like a Texas town from the old West. The animal exhibts are broken up ito the different regions of Texas. There is a general store, cafe, candy shoppe, horse farm, and museum. They also have a petting zoo.
This is a longhorn calf that Kamdyn couldn't get enough of. I hope this is no indicator of her college choice in the future. Note her hand attempting to touch the calf. This went on for a good 15 minutes until I had to drag her away crying.
Princess Kamdyn in her royal carriage. It's actually an old mail stagecoach but she insisted it was a carriage for the ball.
Attempt 2 at photos / Basketball
Kamdyn had the camera. Mom acting silly.
Garrison seriously proud after their 3rd win
Mom and me at the crack-of-dawn basketball game.
Kamdyn tying to be the center of the attention
The Sharks. Notice Garrison is a head taller than the other boys
Wednesday, February 07, 2007
Good Friends and Ft. Worth Zoo
First of all, Thank you to my good friends who knew I was feeling down in the dumps and called or wrote to cheer me up. I don't get down too often but you knew I was and you came to the rescue. Thank you, again. I'm blessed and feel very loved.
I'm still pretty good natured. I like to laugh, even at myself occassionally.
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We are behind the 2007 Ladies Retreat and it was a huge success by all accounts. As hard as we all worked there were still bumps to overcome but isn't that what teamwork is all about: finding a solution together. It was terrific. I got to know several of the ladies much better than I had before and that's always a bonus. I also got closer to, my already good friend, Traci and that is a gift!
As I said in the previous post, I'm a contract employee for Tickelopes. So yesterday I went and cleaned out my cube and took Kamdyn to the office to meet everyone. She was a gem! Polite and a little (very talkative)lady. I have work for them to do today and until the 15th of February but after that it's all contract and as needed. I would normally be in Ft. Worth today but I spent an hour holding my daughter watching Cinderella 3 and another hour trying to comb out Ariel's spastic hair.
FYI human hair conditioner and or baby oil help but make a huge mess.
Not recommended.
After we finished work yesterday, I took Kam to the Ft. Worth Zoo. I love that Zoo! I'd never been and we had a mess. Another thing I do not recommend is the zoo in heeled sandals. I forgot my tennis shoes. Let me just say blisters. I wanted to upload some pix but the camera is giving me some trouble. I'll have Sean fix it later. I'll post more detail with the pictures...
He's sick with the dreaded flu-like virus of 2007: fever, chills, aching all over, coughing, dizziness, light-headed wooziness and zero appetite.
The rest of the week is really busy. Tonight is academic clinic for Garre athen church. Tomorrow we are having a friend over after SS school, ballet, PTA performance by the kindergarten, and then Basketball practice. Friday is a really big day.
I had noticed Kamdyn had a spot or two on her molars to I made an appoint for her and Garre at Dr. Bob Morgan's pediatric dentist office. After learning about how soft and deep pitted Garre's teeth are I was fearful of Kam's. I was right to be concerned. Kamdyn has 9 cavities, 8 of which have formed from the inside out. By the time I saw the tiny spots she was needing at least 4 mini-root canals (in children they are called root treatments.) The doctor explained that baby teeth vary in their hardness from that of a very protective non-porous egg shell to super soft very porous chalk. Kam and Garre are like chalk. We brush twice a day and have as long as they have had teeth. We have occasionally missed like everyone does but never again. I'm a parent obsessed at this point.
Friday we go to Children's where her will fix all the problems at one time while she is under general anesthesia. I'm scared to death about the general but it's really the best option.
Why, you ask, are you going to all this trouble for baby teeth?
We can't ignore the problem because the next phase, if not repaired, is abscess and a nasty bacterial infection. These are her molars which will not come out until she is nine or ten. She'll get silver caps in the back and two white fillings on her two front top teeth. He is going to do as many fillings as he can rather than the root treatments but I wanted to worst case scenario to be fully prepared. It is very expensive but it is partially covered by our medical because it it so advanced. I "look forward" with great anticipation to our future dental disasters.
Please pray that all goes very well, routine and uneventful. She's so little still and it's really strange that she has this type of decay already but it's not a statement about hygiene (thankfully) but about genetics. She doesn't even know it's coming.
Well I'll round out this post by explaining my children's books. I've had several people ask what it is about and there are actually several in progress. They have titles and are waiting on art.
1. The Fish Wish - A Boy and a fish exchange places. Moral the grass isn't always greener. Sometimes where you are is the best place of all.
2. Givabak - Selfish corrupt village that gets a strange new family who teach important life lessons to the villagers whether they want them or not.
3. A Kiss You Can Keep - Written from two points of view a distracted mom who goes back to work after bing at home and a little boy dealing with the changes.
4. Why am I here? - Based on a repeated question from my kids. An explanation of God's plan at a child's level.
I'm still pretty good natured. I like to laugh, even at myself occassionally.
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We are behind the 2007 Ladies Retreat and it was a huge success by all accounts. As hard as we all worked there were still bumps to overcome but isn't that what teamwork is all about: finding a solution together. It was terrific. I got to know several of the ladies much better than I had before and that's always a bonus. I also got closer to, my already good friend, Traci and that is a gift!
As I said in the previous post, I'm a contract employee for Tickelopes. So yesterday I went and cleaned out my cube and took Kamdyn to the office to meet everyone. She was a gem! Polite and a little (very talkative)lady. I have work for them to do today and until the 15th of February but after that it's all contract and as needed. I would normally be in Ft. Worth today but I spent an hour holding my daughter watching Cinderella 3 and another hour trying to comb out Ariel's spastic hair.
FYI human hair conditioner and or baby oil help but make a huge mess.
Not recommended.
After we finished work yesterday, I took Kam to the Ft. Worth Zoo. I love that Zoo! I'd never been and we had a mess. Another thing I do not recommend is the zoo in heeled sandals. I forgot my tennis shoes. Let me just say blisters. I wanted to upload some pix but the camera is giving me some trouble. I'll have Sean fix it later. I'll post more detail with the pictures...
He's sick with the dreaded flu-like virus of 2007: fever, chills, aching all over, coughing, dizziness, light-headed wooziness and zero appetite.
The rest of the week is really busy. Tonight is academic clinic for Garre athen church. Tomorrow we are having a friend over after SS school, ballet, PTA performance by the kindergarten, and then Basketball practice. Friday is a really big day.
I had noticed Kamdyn had a spot or two on her molars to I made an appoint for her and Garre at Dr. Bob Morgan's pediatric dentist office. After learning about how soft and deep pitted Garre's teeth are I was fearful of Kam's. I was right to be concerned. Kamdyn has 9 cavities, 8 of which have formed from the inside out. By the time I saw the tiny spots she was needing at least 4 mini-root canals (in children they are called root treatments.) The doctor explained that baby teeth vary in their hardness from that of a very protective non-porous egg shell to super soft very porous chalk. Kam and Garre are like chalk. We brush twice a day and have as long as they have had teeth. We have occasionally missed like everyone does but never again. I'm a parent obsessed at this point.
Friday we go to Children's where her will fix all the problems at one time while she is under general anesthesia. I'm scared to death about the general but it's really the best option.
Why, you ask, are you going to all this trouble for baby teeth?
We can't ignore the problem because the next phase, if not repaired, is abscess and a nasty bacterial infection. These are her molars which will not come out until she is nine or ten. She'll get silver caps in the back and two white fillings on her two front top teeth. He is going to do as many fillings as he can rather than the root treatments but I wanted to worst case scenario to be fully prepared. It is very expensive but it is partially covered by our medical because it it so advanced. I "look forward" with great anticipation to our future dental disasters.
Please pray that all goes very well, routine and uneventful. She's so little still and it's really strange that she has this type of decay already but it's not a statement about hygiene (thankfully) but about genetics. She doesn't even know it's coming.
Well I'll round out this post by explaining my children's books. I've had several people ask what it is about and there are actually several in progress. They have titles and are waiting on art.
1. The Fish Wish - A Boy and a fish exchange places. Moral the grass isn't always greener. Sometimes where you are is the best place of all.
2. Givabak - Selfish corrupt village that gets a strange new family who teach important life lessons to the villagers whether they want them or not.
3. A Kiss You Can Keep - Written from two points of view a distracted mom who goes back to work after bing at home and a little boy dealing with the changes.
4. Why am I here? - Based on a repeated question from my kids. An explanation of God's plan at a child's level.
Monday, February 05, 2007
Should I post more often????
Hello world! I have a lot more free time now that I am no longer employed by Tickelopes. Yes, that is correct I am only an artist on contract paid by the sketch, no longer having to travel back and forth from Dallas to Ft. Worth and having much more time to do all the strange and quirky things that I do on a normal basis.
I just finished the Ladies Retreat for this year. It's my 8th year on on the committee and my 7th year not to show up for breakfast! In fact I didn't make it back to the entire second day. I felt like the bottom of a dirty shoe. I am still sick but I have not been in to see the doctor. I go tomorrow morning.
I am actually at Traci R's right now picking up the kids from SS school and the elementary when I should be in bed. Mothers DO not get a break. I take that back; my sweet Sean has been the BEST and let me sleep and take it easy. He thinks I have walking pneumonia. I guess I'll find out in the morning.
What else to update.
1. Garrison has been on GREEN for the entire 6 weeks!!!!!
2. He's also been invited into the 1st and 2nd reading program at his school.
3. Mom is doing great.
4. I'm thinking of restarting a new business in stationary and wall art. (I never could sit still for very long)
5. I'm writing and illustrating a children's book; something I've always wanted to do. It may take me 6 months to complete but I really want to do this. Sort of a life long dream.
6. I'm recording books on CD for the kids for posterity.
7. I'm scrapping again.
There are a million new things going on but that is standard fair at my house.
I promise to write about my antics more often including but not limited to... stinky Frito panty hose, butter on gravy biscuits, hot toddy's for sore throats, snoring too loud and too often. (That's for those of you in the know.)
I just finished the Ladies Retreat for this year. It's my 8th year on on the committee and my 7th year not to show up for breakfast! In fact I didn't make it back to the entire second day. I felt like the bottom of a dirty shoe. I am still sick but I have not been in to see the doctor. I go tomorrow morning.
I am actually at Traci R's right now picking up the kids from SS school and the elementary when I should be in bed. Mothers DO not get a break. I take that back; my sweet Sean has been the BEST and let me sleep and take it easy. He thinks I have walking pneumonia. I guess I'll find out in the morning.
What else to update.
1. Garrison has been on GREEN for the entire 6 weeks!!!!!
2. He's also been invited into the 1st and 2nd reading program at his school.
3. Mom is doing great.
4. I'm thinking of restarting a new business in stationary and wall art. (I never could sit still for very long)
5. I'm writing and illustrating a children's book; something I've always wanted to do. It may take me 6 months to complete but I really want to do this. Sort of a life long dream.
6. I'm recording books on CD for the kids for posterity.
7. I'm scrapping again.
There are a million new things going on but that is standard fair at my house.
I promise to write about my antics more often including but not limited to... stinky Frito panty hose, butter on gravy biscuits, hot toddy's for sore throats, snoring too loud and too often. (That's for those of you in the know.)
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