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pat; you are going to have to go into the hospital to rest!!!! you won't even need the anesthesia --you are wearing me out!!!!!
sending you special prayers and hugs....and best of wishes for a speedy return to your newly made bed!!!! will someone check on fluffy?
sending you special prayers and hugs....and best of wishes for a speedy return to your newly made bed!!!! will someone check on fluffy?
I get up every morning determined to both change the world and have one hell of a good time. Sometimes this makes planning my day difficult.
- E. B. White
hA HA, kAREN......Yeah that's the other Sturgis - South Dakota!
However.........one of my items on my bucket list is to ride on a Harley.
My brother has one and once this hip is healed, I just may talk him
into a ride......pictures will be taken that's for sure!!!
However.........one of my items on my bucket list is to ride on a Harley.
My brother has one and once this hip is healed, I just may talk him
into a ride......pictures will be taken that's for sure!!!
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Isn't it the pits when you have your mouth/mind set for something and then it turns out to not be what you expected?? I bought some SF FF vanilla ice cream for father's day dessert, the first that's been in the house in a very long time. It used to be my drug of choice, and man, it just wasn't the same. Thank goodness!!! Whew!
Gary's off to work and I have some errands to run today, but I hope it is a quiet day off. I'll be working almost every evening this week, so I'm planning on doing a lot of cooking this afternoon to put some things into the fridge so I won't need to rush or worry at dinner time. Other than that, I'm just planning on staying in and trying to keep cool.
Hope everyone has a great week ahead of them, for most it should be a short one, too!
You all take care and know you're in my thoughts often
Isn't it the pits when you have your mouth/mind set for something and then it turns out to not be what you expected?? I bought some SF FF vanilla ice cream for father's day dessert, the first that's been in the house in a very long time. It used to be my drug of choice, and man, it just wasn't the same. Thank goodness!!! Whew!
Gary's off to work and I have some errands to run today, but I hope it is a quiet day off. I'll be working almost every evening this week, so I'm planning on doing a lot of cooking this afternoon to put some things into the fridge so I won't need to rush or worry at dinner time. Other than that, I'm just planning on staying in and trying to keep cool.
Hope everyone has a great week ahead of them, for most it should be a short one, too!
You all take care and know you're in my thoughts often
Susan
Hi Margo and my OFF family:
I had a relaxing day yesterday. Talked with my friend Mary Kay, mom, Brenda and my brother Gary. It was funny, I kept trying to call Gary and I wasn't getting an answer. Finally, while I was on the phone with Brenda, he called me. So I tried to call him back with the number I had inputted into my new phone directory. Still no answer and no voicemail. Hmmmm ... so I tried calling from my phone book instead and got his voicemail. I must have put an extra number or something into the directory. So I put the number back into my phone directory. I hope it works this time. Who knows who I was calling! I did the same thing with Carla's number, but with that one I knew I had the wrong number because it said "The number you have dialed can't be reached." So then I checked it, and I had transposed two numbers. It's hard putting all these numbers back in a new phone.
So I didn't do a whole lot yesterday ... watched baseball, read, changed the litter boxes (dumped one completely), was going to have spaghetti, I thought. Took out a container of what I thought was spaghetti sauce, started boiling the water for the whole wheat spaghetti, dumped the sauce in a pan, came back to check on the water and looked in the pan ... and it was chili. Oh well, I guess I'll have chili. So I turned off the boiling water and kept heating the chili. Not what I had in mind for dinner, however. But the chili was good. This is chili from February or March. I make big pots and they last a long time.
I have an appointment this morning with my psychologist, and I really need a good session ... I expect there will be a lot of crying. Maybe that's what a need, a good cry. My emotions have been a jumble lately. I cry at the drop of a hat. I try to be cheerful and really, I'm not overly sad, but at the thought of Margie, I start to cry. I miss her so. Sundays were the time I would call her, and I so wanted to do that yesterday. But she wasn't there. I almost picked up the phone by habit last night to dial her number, then remembered she was gone. See, I'm crying again.
This afternoon, I have to make a chocolate zucchini cake for a work picnic tomorrow to say goodbye to all the folks taking the buyout. Nine people are leaving tomorrow, two more in August. One of the guys leaving is a columnist who won a national award over the weekend. Nice guy, writes pretty good columns about average, everyday folks. The best one I remember is about a little girl who needed a prostetic arm, and the community pitched in the money to help her out. The series of columns was just heart-warming. Also, two of my copy desk coworkers are leaving, and we're having a goodbye party on Wednesday at the local brewpub for them. Very appropriate for Dixon, who brews his own beer. We're losing so many good people. Some of them, like our columnist, our religion editor, are going to freelance for us, but it's not quite the same.
Well, I need to get myself showered and dressed. Have a good day.
I had a relaxing day yesterday. Talked with my friend Mary Kay, mom, Brenda and my brother Gary. It was funny, I kept trying to call Gary and I wasn't getting an answer. Finally, while I was on the phone with Brenda, he called me. So I tried to call him back with the number I had inputted into my new phone directory. Still no answer and no voicemail. Hmmmm ... so I tried calling from my phone book instead and got his voicemail. I must have put an extra number or something into the directory. So I put the number back into my phone directory. I hope it works this time. Who knows who I was calling! I did the same thing with Carla's number, but with that one I knew I had the wrong number because it said "The number you have dialed can't be reached." So then I checked it, and I had transposed two numbers. It's hard putting all these numbers back in a new phone.
So I didn't do a whole lot yesterday ... watched baseball, read, changed the litter boxes (dumped one completely), was going to have spaghetti, I thought. Took out a container of what I thought was spaghetti sauce, started boiling the water for the whole wheat spaghetti, dumped the sauce in a pan, came back to check on the water and looked in the pan ... and it was chili. Oh well, I guess I'll have chili. So I turned off the boiling water and kept heating the chili. Not what I had in mind for dinner, however. But the chili was good. This is chili from February or March. I make big pots and they last a long time.
I have an appointment this morning with my psychologist, and I really need a good session ... I expect there will be a lot of crying. Maybe that's what a need, a good cry. My emotions have been a jumble lately. I cry at the drop of a hat. I try to be cheerful and really, I'm not overly sad, but at the thought of Margie, I start to cry. I miss her so. Sundays were the time I would call her, and I so wanted to do that yesterday. But she wasn't there. I almost picked up the phone by habit last night to dial her number, then remembered she was gone. See, I'm crying again.
This afternoon, I have to make a chocolate zucchini cake for a work picnic tomorrow to say goodbye to all the folks taking the buyout. Nine people are leaving tomorrow, two more in August. One of the guys leaving is a columnist who won a national award over the weekend. Nice guy, writes pretty good columns about average, everyday folks. The best one I remember is about a little girl who needed a prostetic arm, and the community pitched in the money to help her out. The series of columns was just heart-warming. Also, two of my copy desk coworkers are leaving, and we're having a goodbye party on Wednesday at the local brewpub for them. Very appropriate for Dixon, who brews his own beer. We're losing so many good people. Some of them, like our columnist, our religion editor, are going to freelance for us, but it's not quite the same.
Well, I need to get myself showered and dressed. Have a good day.
Thanks, I needed that. I had a good cry with my therapist. I feel there's many more tears to come. She doesn't think I'm depressed, just need time to grieve. Still, I feel so out of sorts. I'm not one to hold back my feelings (if you hadn't noticed). My mom tells me to take a pill (she's one to stifle her emotions ... not me!). I want to feel everything and sometimes I feel too much and can't hold it back, even in places (like work) when I should be stoic.
I'm glad I have this place to come to ... thanks to y'all for putting up with me. If I didn't have this place, I know I'd go mad.
I'm glad I have this place to come to ... thanks to y'all for putting up with me. If I didn't have this place, I know I'd go mad.