Ok, so both state jobs fell through. The teaching one, they made it clear I was second choice and that they really liked me and told me to keep applying. It was one of the nicest rejection letters ever, really. So I start AT&T shortly. In the interim, Mike has an interview with a competitor of his old company that's local! We're rather stunned.
I was really sad about the state jobs, but I'm ok. I've got something and it'll help pay bills. Hopefully, over time, I'll put some money up and be able to go back to school to teach. If I work nights, that's an option.
Right now, we're hoping Mike gets hired out soon, so we can use the severance pay to put in a well here.
I checked with him and he said that all the contract work was in LA and the Bay area, though there's some in in Vegas, too. I priced out plane tickets and cheap apartments and he can get some deals in Vegas, anyhow. I found one place that has a shared cooking area, which I thought would rock. His brothers live in LA and the Bay area, so he may be able to stay for a week here and there, too, certainly to start off with.
Ok...bottom line? This up in the air crap is kicking my ass. I'm between losing my mind and losing my house, so it's definitely rock and hard place material.
Oh, and my stupid car is in the driveway...not working -- AGAIN. We went to AAA and upgraded our stupid membership, so I can get the danged thing towed to the garage. Mike giggled,"At least, they can't repo it, right now." I rolled my eyes, but he's right.
It's not going anywhere until Thursday, though because AAA takes 2 days. So Mike will probably follow us down to the garage and I'll beg my mechanic to start on it and do what he can. There's something hinky with the electric system and I'm rather ticked I spent $100 to fix jack on the danged thing at the garage here in town.
I need it fixed by the time I start working though. Mike needs an emergency car and a car to go to interviews with.
Life is so frustrating lately. I just hope we can get through.
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Well, we haven't heard spit from the company in Florida -- not even Mike's check. I'm not amused.
I haven't heard from my state positions either, which blows, so still waiting on them. I don't know if they're checking references and are facing the whole holiday thing or what, but it's frustrating to just wait. I know for a fact that I start on January 12th with AT&T, so I'm taking comfort in that.
I hope something works out.
I haven't heard from my state positions either, which blows, so still waiting on them. I don't know if they're checking references and are facing the whole holiday thing or what, but it's frustrating to just wait. I know for a fact that I start on January 12th with AT&T, so I'm taking comfort in that.
I hope something works out.
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Still a waiting game on the employment front. We're just waiting.
We're baking and finishing up shopping.
I feel overwhelmed a lot, but it's just where things are. I'm going to probably go nuts and bake a ton just for the heck of it. I don't feel motivated to eat it much, but I really enjoy the baking part.
I've been watching Christmas shows and listening to music and decorating and just getting into the Christmas groove. Tonight's baking was snickerdoodles with colored sugars.
There's been a lot of snow. We're in the shadow of Tahoe, so we get all the spillover, so they've gotten 7 feet at upper elevations and we've probably gotten a total of 7 inches. It's melted away some and then it returns. We're getting the first white Christmas in 5 years. I think that means we aren't going to try to cross the mountains, that and the van is dead in the driveway the way it was in October. I am not amused.
We're still waiting on the lousy reimbursement from his Florida interview. I finally called and said that we put together every last dime we had to get him there and that we would appreciate it, if they'd fed ex that check to us. Apparently, the check was cut today, so hopefully, it'll be here tomorrow.
That's a company that sincerely needs a corporate card, dude.
We're baking and finishing up shopping.
I feel overwhelmed a lot, but it's just where things are. I'm going to probably go nuts and bake a ton just for the heck of it. I don't feel motivated to eat it much, but I really enjoy the baking part.
I've been watching Christmas shows and listening to music and decorating and just getting into the Christmas groove. Tonight's baking was snickerdoodles with colored sugars.
There's been a lot of snow. We're in the shadow of Tahoe, so we get all the spillover, so they've gotten 7 feet at upper elevations and we've probably gotten a total of 7 inches. It's melted away some and then it returns. We're getting the first white Christmas in 5 years. I think that means we aren't going to try to cross the mountains, that and the van is dead in the driveway the way it was in October. I am not amused.
We're still waiting on the lousy reimbursement from his Florida interview. I finally called and said that we put together every last dime we had to get him there and that we would appreciate it, if they'd fed ex that check to us. Apparently, the check was cut today, so hopefully, it'll be here tomorrow.
That's a company that sincerely needs a corporate card, dude.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Well, Mike has heard nothing. With the holidays, I don't know if that's good or bad -- just what is going on.
I have heard from ATT and officially am employed by them as of January 12th. I applied for two state jobs last week, and I'll hear about them before the new year and then can figure out if I'm doing that or going to ATT. Considering the money, I'm thinking state job. :) I am pretty much starting out at the top of my pay range for ATT and with their recent layoffs, I kind of think there's not a lot of up to go there. I'd like to make money and support my family, not just be able to pay the mortgage and live off Mike's severance til it's gone.
I'm going to take whatever I get, though, and hope to God that Mike gets something soon. The state job I applied for on Friday -- one of the gals took me aside and talked to me all the way down the hall and said, "Have him apply into our department. We're stable and not likely to get nailed any more with the budget cuts." So Mike is applying. He has to go to the DMV and get a printout because he knows he's had tickets, he just can't remember any of the circumstances of them and he needs to write those into the application. Tomorrow, we'll have $7, so tomorrow, he'll do that.
I have heard from ATT and officially am employed by them as of January 12th. I applied for two state jobs last week, and I'll hear about them before the new year and then can figure out if I'm doing that or going to ATT. Considering the money, I'm thinking state job. :) I am pretty much starting out at the top of my pay range for ATT and with their recent layoffs, I kind of think there's not a lot of up to go there. I'd like to make money and support my family, not just be able to pay the mortgage and live off Mike's severance til it's gone.
I'm going to take whatever I get, though, and hope to God that Mike gets something soon. The state job I applied for on Friday -- one of the gals took me aside and talked to me all the way down the hall and said, "Have him apply into our department. We're stable and not likely to get nailed any more with the budget cuts." So Mike is applying. He has to go to the DMV and get a printout because he knows he's had tickets, he just can't remember any of the circumstances of them and he needs to write those into the application. Tomorrow, we'll have $7, so tomorrow, he'll do that.
Tuesday, December 09, 2008
Mike is flying to Florida for an interview.
He had a phone interview today with someone else and expects to fly to Vegas next week. Another company contacted him, too, so he's got to call them tomorrow.
I'm staying here to keep the kids normal and work. I've got 3 days of 5th graders.
It's freaky around here. I've also got 2 more interviews this week, too, with state jobs. I had to schedule them after work, so I feel a little concerned about how I'm going to look after a day of teaching. One would be as a trainer and I need to know how to use powerpoint. I was told I have to show them how to make a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. I made a powerpoint for it and I'm bringing it with me and doing a whole presentation for fun.
Yeah, I'm such a weirdo. :)
Both jobs would pay more than the AT&T job, but I have the ATT job to fall back on at the least.
He had a phone interview today with someone else and expects to fly to Vegas next week. Another company contacted him, too, so he's got to call them tomorrow.
I'm staying here to keep the kids normal and work. I've got 3 days of 5th graders.
It's freaky around here. I've also got 2 more interviews this week, too, with state jobs. I had to schedule them after work, so I feel a little concerned about how I'm going to look after a day of teaching. One would be as a trainer and I need to know how to use powerpoint. I was told I have to show them how to make a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. I made a powerpoint for it and I'm bringing it with me and doing a whole presentation for fun.
Yeah, I'm such a weirdo. :)
Both jobs would pay more than the AT&T job, but I have the ATT job to fall back on at the least.
Saturday, December 06, 2008
I don't get much time to myself lately. I spend a lot of time helping Mike follow up on all job leads, editing his emails and cover letters, and making sure he's called everyone and all that. It's not that he can't do a decent job himself, but rather that he's been out of the game a long time and he's doublechecking things. And I'm good at it, by gum.
Add this to my own job application process, followups, and working part-time teaching, and I'm a busy gal.
So yesterday, I had my once a month check with the doctor. My weight's up, which blows because I've been walking a lot, but the doctor said with the stress I've been experiencing that weight gain wouldn't be unexpected.
But the thing that got me was, that the minute the nurse left the room, I just melted into tears. I get so little time to slow down or do anything for me, that that 15 minutes of dr. visit just let me just have time for me. She asked if I had been sleeping, and I laughed and said, "Sleep is for pussies!" And I admitted I don't sleep much at all. I'm often up in the middle of the night, searching the net for jobs, reading email or just obsessing, while dinking around on the net. She gave me xanax to calm me down, once in a while. When I came out, I was sure Mike would see the tears and I just explained it to him on the way to the car.
I went home and fell face first on the bed and slept for 3 hours. When I stirred, he packed up the kids and took them out. He dragged the unwilling, whiny teenager around and they got Bear's phone fixed and walked over the the video game store. Then they walked to Starbucks and he bought the kids a strawberry frappucinos and then they went to the Apple store to look at their goodies. Whiny teenager boy kept claiming he wasn't cold, but by the end of their jaunts back and forth across the parking lot, he was shivering and glad to get into the car.
Everyone had a bit of story to tell me when they got back, but I appreciated the down time, too. My hubby rocks!
Add this to my own job application process, followups, and working part-time teaching, and I'm a busy gal.
So yesterday, I had my once a month check with the doctor. My weight's up, which blows because I've been walking a lot, but the doctor said with the stress I've been experiencing that weight gain wouldn't be unexpected.
But the thing that got me was, that the minute the nurse left the room, I just melted into tears. I get so little time to slow down or do anything for me, that that 15 minutes of dr. visit just let me just have time for me. She asked if I had been sleeping, and I laughed and said, "Sleep is for pussies!" And I admitted I don't sleep much at all. I'm often up in the middle of the night, searching the net for jobs, reading email or just obsessing, while dinking around on the net. She gave me xanax to calm me down, once in a while. When I came out, I was sure Mike would see the tears and I just explained it to him on the way to the car.
I went home and fell face first on the bed and slept for 3 hours. When I stirred, he packed up the kids and took them out. He dragged the unwilling, whiny teenager around and they got Bear's phone fixed and walked over the the video game store. Then they walked to Starbucks and he bought the kids a strawberry frappucinos and then they went to the Apple store to look at their goodies. Whiny teenager boy kept claiming he wasn't cold, but by the end of their jaunts back and forth across the parking lot, he was shivering and glad to get into the car.
Everyone had a bit of story to tell me when they got back, but I appreciated the down time, too. My hubby rocks!
Friday, December 05, 2008
Mike's had interviews. He's to be flown to Vegas for one and to Florida for another. I got offered the job from ATT, but it doesn't start until January 12th. It's somewhat tentative, but not really. I'm going in for a trainer interview with the state on Thursday.
While AT&T wouldn't transfer to Florida, it would transfer to Vegas, so we have that option. It may mean that Mike has the kids with him, while I do the 4-6 week training and then I mention to them after I've completed the training that my husband got offered a job in Vegas and I'd like to transfer. If his interviews don't go anywhere, we could survive on my AT&T salary, unemployment and his severance and I would get excellent benefits, when COBRA runs out.
I'm working as much as I can as a substitute. I got lucky yesterday and checked the program from a job and picked up 3 days next week. The problem is that I am going to have to reschedule my interview, so calling them to set that up. For that interview, they want me to demonstrate how to make a PBJ, so I pulled "Peanut Butter Jelly Time" off the net and am bringing almond butter because I'm allergic to peanut butter. I've already researched the history, calories, and the like for making a PBJ and have the whole thing planned out.
I scare myself.
While AT&T wouldn't transfer to Florida, it would transfer to Vegas, so we have that option. It may mean that Mike has the kids with him, while I do the 4-6 week training and then I mention to them after I've completed the training that my husband got offered a job in Vegas and I'd like to transfer. If his interviews don't go anywhere, we could survive on my AT&T salary, unemployment and his severance and I would get excellent benefits, when COBRA runs out.
I'm working as much as I can as a substitute. I got lucky yesterday and checked the program from a job and picked up 3 days next week. The problem is that I am going to have to reschedule my interview, so calling them to set that up. For that interview, they want me to demonstrate how to make a PBJ, so I pulled "Peanut Butter Jelly Time" off the net and am bringing almond butter because I'm allergic to peanut butter. I've already researched the history, calories, and the like for making a PBJ and have the whole thing planned out.
I scare myself.
Friday, November 14, 2008
So, much to my surprise, Mike comes home yesterday at 1230 in the afternoon as I'm heading into the shower. I'm mid-email, so I turn around and say, "Hey, what's up? How come you're home?" I hear him say something about "laid" and say, "Um, ok?" and then I say,"Wait a minute. What?" And he says quietly, "I got laid off."
He's worked there 8 years. He was their boy wonder the first couple years, and then the company hit difficult times and the past couple raises have sucked. When he didn't even get one this year, I wondered if we were in trouble.
We're in trouble.
His severance package should get us through March.
We're terrified. We're going to start making house repairs and clean it within an inch of its life so we can sell it, if he finds a job elsewhere. In this economy, we have already faced that possibility.
Horrifyingly enough, I had a dream about this in the summer. I don't know why, but I dreamt he got laid off and I had that prickly stuff on the back of my neck that made me feel like it was deja vu.
He asked me if he could mope for a day and I said no. I know him. He'll disappear into his computer and never come back. I said,"You do what Mark does. You reverse your schedule and you live attached to your computer and you won't come back. We cannot afford you to do that." He agreed. Later, when we talked more, he said that watching Mark did scare him and he realized how much alike they are.
We also agreed that we'd work together to get healthier during this time of transition. We're setting the alarm for ourselves, getting up early each morning and working on the house.
Her shortness was freaked. She cried on and off during waking hours and then had a hard time sleeping. Russell started to ride her butt and I called him out and said,"Hey, dude, she's freaked and she's little and she's working it out. Give her a break." He grumbled and grudgingly stumped backed to bed. We just kept hugging her and finally got stern and groused,"Get to BED!"
Today, we hit the livingroom and kitchen. I've got my boxes out there of winter clothes. I'm working on getting my summer clothes transitioned into those. I'm kind of waiting on laundry to process through, so I can get all the summer stuff out. I'll be working on that today.
He's worked there 8 years. He was their boy wonder the first couple years, and then the company hit difficult times and the past couple raises have sucked. When he didn't even get one this year, I wondered if we were in trouble.
We're in trouble.
His severance package should get us through March.
We're terrified. We're going to start making house repairs and clean it within an inch of its life so we can sell it, if he finds a job elsewhere. In this economy, we have already faced that possibility.
Horrifyingly enough, I had a dream about this in the summer. I don't know why, but I dreamt he got laid off and I had that prickly stuff on the back of my neck that made me feel like it was deja vu.
He asked me if he could mope for a day and I said no. I know him. He'll disappear into his computer and never come back. I said,"You do what Mark does. You reverse your schedule and you live attached to your computer and you won't come back. We cannot afford you to do that." He agreed. Later, when we talked more, he said that watching Mark did scare him and he realized how much alike they are.
We also agreed that we'd work together to get healthier during this time of transition. We're setting the alarm for ourselves, getting up early each morning and working on the house.
Her shortness was freaked. She cried on and off during waking hours and then had a hard time sleeping. Russell started to ride her butt and I called him out and said,"Hey, dude, she's freaked and she's little and she's working it out. Give her a break." He grumbled and grudgingly stumped backed to bed. We just kept hugging her and finally got stern and groused,"Get to BED!"
Today, we hit the livingroom and kitchen. I've got my boxes out there of winter clothes. I'm working on getting my summer clothes transitioned into those. I'm kind of waiting on laundry to process through, so I can get all the summer stuff out. I'll be working on that today.
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
I'm finally repairing my car. We can't afford it, but we can't afford to not have me working either.
It blows because I can't hit the job fair because my car will be in the shop during those hours and Genny will be home otherwise because it's conference week -- half days.
I'm calling the bank and begging them a little. It's just brutally difficult to be a human being in these economic times.
It blows because I can't hit the job fair because my car will be in the shop during those hours and Genny will be home otherwise because it's conference week -- half days.
I'm calling the bank and begging them a little. It's just brutally difficult to be a human being in these economic times.
Sunday, November 09, 2008
In my head, I have this running conversation that involves me putting myself down for not getting all my sewing projects done, which when run against a reality check is total bullshit. I've sewn two blankets -- one for a friend and a really cool pirate blanket for me. I sewed Genny one darned cute penguin costume, too. I kind of regret not making the beak on the hood orange, but it was ok and she was warm. She ran around with an igloo drink dispenser to hold her candy and holy hannah, she filled it.
I've got to get her nightgowns cut and sewn. I keep thinking I'm going to do it and my entire day goes completely to crap. Recently, we've had lots of weather changes, which means my knee has been completely wrecked, so pain has been a factor, as well as time, because I'm cooking my buns off lately.
Due to pain, I haven't walked in 3 days, so I'm slacking on that, but tomorrow I will walk. My doctor says I have to work up to walking a half hour a day by the next time I see her, which is in 3 weeks. It's so painful, but I bought a beautiful pair of walking shoes that really make a huge difference in the agony factor. She said the pain wasn't going away and that I had to suck it up and do it and show that if I had the lap band surgery, that I could lose the weight. She gave me drugs, so I'm walking. I can walk to the corner and back and it's hard and I'm really out of shape, but I can do it. It's only about 10=15 minutes, but it's a start, so I'm good. My knee hurts like hell, but it's just the way it is. I can hang in there because there's an end in sight -- Eye on the prize, you know?
Today, I did get a lot done, but the house was messier for it. I got Genny's summer clothes and winter clothes switched out and boxed up. I still have to finish getting all of my summer crap out and into boxes, but tomorrow is another day. I keep trying to tell myself that I need all these t-shirts in case. I don't know what the case situation is that I'm worrying about and shoot, if they're just in boxes in the garage, I can go get one if I need it. I guess my brain is unsatisfied without something to fret over.
Tomorrow, is a car juggling day. I drive Bear to the one big town for his allergy shot and I go to an appointment for me. Bear's going to have himself a whiny fit about my appointment, but I will deal with that tomorrow. He's a teenager, so it seems like we have large fluctuations from a small grousing whiny fits to huge hulking hissy fits. Mike's going to stay home and get Genny to school, then I'll come home and take him to work and get the Bear to school in the other big town.
Moneywise, we got Mike's bonus check and it's gone. I didn't spend it wildly or anything, we just had to pay a few things. I have to get the car repaired and I have to get it towed. I bought AAA and will be able to use that Wednesday morning and finally get the stupid car fixed. Mike showed me the car and the battery and stuff and told me he'd where he'd seen antifreeze and sure enough, it's the waterpump. At least that repair will be relatively cheap. I've been doing wild juggling on money, but if the car is repaired, I can work, so I'm just gearing up for that. We bought most of Christmas. We've figured out what to do for Russell and it's all ready to go at Amazon. He also asked for clothing from Lands End and I've got that saved on their website for the end of the month. I bought Genny's winter coat and Russell's robe and nightshirt on JC Penney.
Tomorrow, I see some guy who's apparently the crowned guru of getting people jobs through vocational rehab. I told him I've got a lot of skills. To be honest, I'm afraid he'll try to shuffle me off into something stupid. I guess after dealing with the case manager dude, who is one of those career state employees who really seems like he's just there for the retirement he's getting in less than 5 years, I'm guarded. I don't want to get my hopes up and get jack, either. This guy seemed positive, though, so I'm hoping for the best.
My goal tomorrow is to get my clothes set up for winter and get Genny's night gowns cut out and started. I'm not showing her the fabric and am hoping to slide them under the tree as Christmas gifts she forgot about.
I've got to get her nightgowns cut and sewn. I keep thinking I'm going to do it and my entire day goes completely to crap. Recently, we've had lots of weather changes, which means my knee has been completely wrecked, so pain has been a factor, as well as time, because I'm cooking my buns off lately.
Due to pain, I haven't walked in 3 days, so I'm slacking on that, but tomorrow I will walk. My doctor says I have to work up to walking a half hour a day by the next time I see her, which is in 3 weeks. It's so painful, but I bought a beautiful pair of walking shoes that really make a huge difference in the agony factor. She said the pain wasn't going away and that I had to suck it up and do it and show that if I had the lap band surgery, that I could lose the weight. She gave me drugs, so I'm walking. I can walk to the corner and back and it's hard and I'm really out of shape, but I can do it. It's only about 10=15 minutes, but it's a start, so I'm good. My knee hurts like hell, but it's just the way it is. I can hang in there because there's an end in sight -- Eye on the prize, you know?
Today, I did get a lot done, but the house was messier for it. I got Genny's summer clothes and winter clothes switched out and boxed up. I still have to finish getting all of my summer crap out and into boxes, but tomorrow is another day. I keep trying to tell myself that I need all these t-shirts in case. I don't know what the case situation is that I'm worrying about and shoot, if they're just in boxes in the garage, I can go get one if I need it. I guess my brain is unsatisfied without something to fret over.
Tomorrow, is a car juggling day. I drive Bear to the one big town for his allergy shot and I go to an appointment for me. Bear's going to have himself a whiny fit about my appointment, but I will deal with that tomorrow. He's a teenager, so it seems like we have large fluctuations from a small grousing whiny fits to huge hulking hissy fits. Mike's going to stay home and get Genny to school, then I'll come home and take him to work and get the Bear to school in the other big town.
Moneywise, we got Mike's bonus check and it's gone. I didn't spend it wildly or anything, we just had to pay a few things. I have to get the car repaired and I have to get it towed. I bought AAA and will be able to use that Wednesday morning and finally get the stupid car fixed. Mike showed me the car and the battery and stuff and told me he'd where he'd seen antifreeze and sure enough, it's the waterpump. At least that repair will be relatively cheap. I've been doing wild juggling on money, but if the car is repaired, I can work, so I'm just gearing up for that. We bought most of Christmas. We've figured out what to do for Russell and it's all ready to go at Amazon. He also asked for clothing from Lands End and I've got that saved on their website for the end of the month. I bought Genny's winter coat and Russell's robe and nightshirt on JC Penney.
Tomorrow, I see some guy who's apparently the crowned guru of getting people jobs through vocational rehab. I told him I've got a lot of skills. To be honest, I'm afraid he'll try to shuffle me off into something stupid. I guess after dealing with the case manager dude, who is one of those career state employees who really seems like he's just there for the retirement he's getting in less than 5 years, I'm guarded. I don't want to get my hopes up and get jack, either. This guy seemed positive, though, so I'm hoping for the best.
My goal tomorrow is to get my clothes set up for winter and get Genny's night gowns cut out and started. I'm not showing her the fabric and am hoping to slide them under the tree as Christmas gifts she forgot about.
Monday, October 27, 2008
I'm working hard at making due. I've been making, sewing, baking, and cooking things (blankets for kids, decorations for the house, penguin costume for Halloween for Genny, muffins, and dinner home every night). I put a lot of food by this fall, so we'd have it this winter and spring.
We've been living tight -- every penny accounted for. I've exhausted my retirement money -- there wasn't much to start with, and now, there's even less. Mike didn't get a raise this year because his company simply couldn't afford it. He is at the top of his pay grade anyhow, so next year, he'll probably get a promotion and a raise, if things improve some.
We're probably going to go ahead and file bankruptcy. I keep applying for work, but nothing has shaken loose yet -- just lots of possibilities. I haven't been able to work recently because the car is dead and needs to be towed to be repaired.
It's hard work being poor and always looking for the best and next way to pinch a penny.
We've been living tight -- every penny accounted for. I've exhausted my retirement money -- there wasn't much to start with, and now, there's even less. Mike didn't get a raise this year because his company simply couldn't afford it. He is at the top of his pay grade anyhow, so next year, he'll probably get a promotion and a raise, if things improve some.
We're probably going to go ahead and file bankruptcy. I keep applying for work, but nothing has shaken loose yet -- just lots of possibilities. I haven't been able to work recently because the car is dead and needs to be towed to be repaired.
It's hard work being poor and always looking for the best and next way to pinch a penny.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
I'm flu-y and achy.
I wish my bed were more sufficient some days. I basically crawled into bed at 630 last night, got woken up to eat and went back about 730 and haven't really left the room other than to eat. Everything hurts -- in a most excrutiating manner.
It makes me mad because I had big plans for the kitchen. Was going to clean it like mad today.
I start my doctor appointments next week for the bariatric surgery preparation.
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I got one blanket for Christmas finished yesterday and clipped all the threads and cleaned everything up. It's for a teen boy, so it's skulls...kind of cool and fun.
I've got a pirate one for me and for Genny. I've also got some fabric for Genny's nightgowns -- colorful cherries and pink camo pirate flannels. I've got big yellow roses for me and some plain dark flannels for night shirts for the men.
I am definitely slipping into winter mode -- sewing. I guess that's better than baking, in my case, though I have gone on a few muffin sprees because the ingredients are cheap and the kids eat them all darned week. I have one or two and then promptly make a concerted effort to "forget" them.
Ok, I'm taking my quilt and heading back to bed.
I wish my bed were more sufficient some days. I basically crawled into bed at 630 last night, got woken up to eat and went back about 730 and haven't really left the room other than to eat. Everything hurts -- in a most excrutiating manner.
It makes me mad because I had big plans for the kitchen. Was going to clean it like mad today.
I start my doctor appointments next week for the bariatric surgery preparation.
--
I got one blanket for Christmas finished yesterday and clipped all the threads and cleaned everything up. It's for a teen boy, so it's skulls...kind of cool and fun.
I've got a pirate one for me and for Genny. I've also got some fabric for Genny's nightgowns -- colorful cherries and pink camo pirate flannels. I've got big yellow roses for me and some plain dark flannels for night shirts for the men.
I am definitely slipping into winter mode -- sewing. I guess that's better than baking, in my case, though I have gone on a few muffin sprees because the ingredients are cheap and the kids eat them all darned week. I have one or two and then promptly make a concerted effort to "forget" them.
Ok, I'm taking my quilt and heading back to bed.
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Everyone assumes I'm a Democrat and to be completely honest, in my heart of hearts, I'm not. Just because I will not vote for John McCain under any circumstances, I am not a Democrat.
I remember distinctly as a teacher explained the ballot to me as a child how amazing I found our system of government, how as she explained it, anyone could be president. That sense of pride and thrill with the US system of government has stayed with me all this time. As age and the cynicism that comes with age have progressed, I've been mortally disappointed to discover that despite what we say, the US is in fact, on a 2 party system, masquerading as a democracy.
As this election reaches dirtier and dirtier heights, I decided to do some reading. Because when McCain started going dirty, I thought Obama might have the class to stay above it, but he gave in, too. I never liked Obama anyhow, so it wasn't mortally disappointing, but somewhat disappointing that both of the people likely to represent our government are both dirty disgusting politicians.
To be honest, I'm much more of a Hilary girl because she incorporates many of the green party tenets in her platform, but even so, she still fell short, even for me.
Mike and I have been discussing this. And the one thing that sticks with me most is that every vote cast means funding for the party for whom it was cast. Would I like the greens to take over the Presidency eventually by providing funding per my vote or am I going to vote simply because I am adamantly opposed to John McCain thrashing our country for another 4 years?
This, folks, is a quandry.
I remember distinctly as a teacher explained the ballot to me as a child how amazing I found our system of government, how as she explained it, anyone could be president. That sense of pride and thrill with the US system of government has stayed with me all this time. As age and the cynicism that comes with age have progressed, I've been mortally disappointed to discover that despite what we say, the US is in fact, on a 2 party system, masquerading as a democracy.
As this election reaches dirtier and dirtier heights, I decided to do some reading. Because when McCain started going dirty, I thought Obama might have the class to stay above it, but he gave in, too. I never liked Obama anyhow, so it wasn't mortally disappointing, but somewhat disappointing that both of the people likely to represent our government are both dirty disgusting politicians.
To be honest, I'm much more of a Hilary girl because she incorporates many of the green party tenets in her platform, but even so, she still fell short, even for me.
Mike and I have been discussing this. And the one thing that sticks with me most is that every vote cast means funding for the party for whom it was cast. Would I like the greens to take over the Presidency eventually by providing funding per my vote or am I going to vote simply because I am adamantly opposed to John McCain thrashing our country for another 4 years?
This, folks, is a quandry.
Wednesday, October 08, 2008
I'm in a pool to be hired by AT&T. I didn't get the social worker job I wanted, but I learned a lot in the interview, so that's good, too.
I was kind of goofing around in youtube last night and I found this video that had me with tears streaming down my face. I swear it seemed like a cross between Duke Nukem and a monster truck rally meets drunken frat boys on crack.
I was kind of goofing around in youtube last night and I found this video that had me with tears streaming down my face. I swear it seemed like a cross between Duke Nukem and a monster truck rally meets drunken frat boys on crack.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
I think God is testing me to make sure I've learned all the lessons s/he's taught me.
I found out this past week that I'm honorable, faithful, and a good friend. I also rediscovered that there are people who will take advantage of that. I considered turning the other cheek, but I stood up for myself instead. I said no, I won't tolerate that, thanks.
It's kind of scary for me. I know everyone thinks I'm this brave wonderful person, but I remember being the insecure teenager and sometimes, in the back of my head I am afraid I'm still that insecure kid who got involved in all of those abusive relationships for so long because I didn't think I deserved more.
I guess I discovered that even my inner child has grown up some and that was a heck of a relief. It means I'm showing my kids the best examples. And oh my wow, I keep second guessing myself, but I'm realizing I did the right thing and that's self-inspiring to me.
So...
Still working on Genny's room...wish I could be faster. I have something wrong and hurting and ended up in the emergency room all night Saturday night for them to say..you've got elevated white cells, no infection, and a boatload of bills coming your way. I, of course, was thrilled about that -- totally fucking thrilled. Um, yeah.
I'm still in pain and someone suggested pleurisy, but I don't know if that's it or not either. I just want to heal up and be done already, ok? My entire right side is achy sore and I'm good and sick of it. It's bad when you're taking percocet just to get a little sleep, huh?
We had our first trace of rain yesterday in over 2 months. It was like this enormous miracle and I was filled with so much excitement about it. And then, I got to the top of our hill and saw 7 fire trucks...and I thought, well, good they're prepared because it was lightening and thunder. Then I drove a little further...and saw the smoke...behind the freaking fire station. I turned the car around and headed back to the school to get Genny so she wouldn't get sent to Timbuktu because they closed down the danged roads again.
By the time Mike drove home, the fire was out and the trucks were gone, thank goodness, but the mix of that fresh rain after a long time and the smoke, was kind of neat and hopeful to me.
I found out this past week that I'm honorable, faithful, and a good friend. I also rediscovered that there are people who will take advantage of that. I considered turning the other cheek, but I stood up for myself instead. I said no, I won't tolerate that, thanks.
It's kind of scary for me. I know everyone thinks I'm this brave wonderful person, but I remember being the insecure teenager and sometimes, in the back of my head I am afraid I'm still that insecure kid who got involved in all of those abusive relationships for so long because I didn't think I deserved more.
I guess I discovered that even my inner child has grown up some and that was a heck of a relief. It means I'm showing my kids the best examples. And oh my wow, I keep second guessing myself, but I'm realizing I did the right thing and that's self-inspiring to me.
So...
Still working on Genny's room...wish I could be faster. I have something wrong and hurting and ended up in the emergency room all night Saturday night for them to say..you've got elevated white cells, no infection, and a boatload of bills coming your way. I, of course, was thrilled about that -- totally fucking thrilled. Um, yeah.
I'm still in pain and someone suggested pleurisy, but I don't know if that's it or not either. I just want to heal up and be done already, ok? My entire right side is achy sore and I'm good and sick of it. It's bad when you're taking percocet just to get a little sleep, huh?
We had our first trace of rain yesterday in over 2 months. It was like this enormous miracle and I was filled with so much excitement about it. And then, I got to the top of our hill and saw 7 fire trucks...and I thought, well, good they're prepared because it was lightening and thunder. Then I drove a little further...and saw the smoke...behind the freaking fire station. I turned the car around and headed back to the school to get Genny so she wouldn't get sent to Timbuktu because they closed down the danged roads again.
By the time Mike drove home, the fire was out and the trucks were gone, thank goodness, but the mix of that fresh rain after a long time and the smoke, was kind of neat and hopeful to me.
Thursday, September 18, 2008
I know I'm easily amused lately,bit my husband took a fragment of the original banana phone song and put it on my phone for me. It makes me laugh every time I hear it and God knows that lately, I could use a good laugh because today was a day from hell.
I took Russell to the doctor for his cold/asthma. He's now on steroids.
As the doctor walks in, I get a phone call from the school and I'm thinking, "Oh, crap, it's the nurse and I hope she doesn't need stitches." It was the principal. Genny had taken a knife to school to show off -- Mike's Swiss Army knife. I about crapped my pants. Then Genny had had the unmitigated gall to lie her ass off about it to the principal and to imagine that the principal would be that dumb.
Yeah...flabbergasted. That's me.
Called the psychiatrist. Had a meeting at the school. Bought 6 gi-normous crates to put her toys, books and assorted crap in to limit her world. The school has her on detention for 3 days pending how she does. If she continues to pull this shrugging passive/aggressive bullshit, she'll get more days.
Still stewing on how to handle it all. Gonna pack up her room on Friday. Going to devise a system by which she can earn her belongings back.
So much for working this week.
Tomorrow, the inlaws come to Reno. Oh, Joy.
Hell, Nevada. Apparently, it's a place I live in.
I took Russell to the doctor for his cold/asthma. He's now on steroids.
As the doctor walks in, I get a phone call from the school and I'm thinking, "Oh, crap, it's the nurse and I hope she doesn't need stitches." It was the principal. Genny had taken a knife to school to show off -- Mike's Swiss Army knife. I about crapped my pants. Then Genny had had the unmitigated gall to lie her ass off about it to the principal and to imagine that the principal would be that dumb.
Yeah...flabbergasted. That's me.
Called the psychiatrist. Had a meeting at the school. Bought 6 gi-normous crates to put her toys, books and assorted crap in to limit her world. The school has her on detention for 3 days pending how she does. If she continues to pull this shrugging passive/aggressive bullshit, she'll get more days.
Still stewing on how to handle it all. Gonna pack up her room on Friday. Going to devise a system by which she can earn her belongings back.
So much for working this week.
Tomorrow, the inlaws come to Reno. Oh, Joy.
Hell, Nevada. Apparently, it's a place I live in.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Russell is sick as a dog. He's plain disgusting, too...just a one child snot machine. If you need boogers, the boy has 'em. Just drop me a line and I'll fed ex you your very own set.
He's coughing, sneezing, snoozing. I grounded him off his computer, so he'd go in and out of sleep all day on the couch and I can feel the bug in my system trying to make me sick, too, which stinks. I'm bummed because I've had to blow off 2 days of work so far and it's not getting better. Tomorrow morning, I call the pediatrician and ask about drugs for the boy. I know they like to wait, but with the severity of his asthma, I doubt that's a good idea. When I got back from errands, he looked paler, sicker and crappier than earlier. When they're sick, even as teenagers, they seem so small. I made him a big pot of turkey rice soup. He's been loving that stuff.
In other news, the well guys came out and stabilized the well/pump set up. They made it so the pump is working far less and we even had bit of rain sprinkles today. It was weird. It's been so dry here..not even thunderstorms, so it was weird to smell rain, even if only a sprinkle.
I'm really tired lately probably from my malfunctioning liver. I've been watching my food carefully to reduce fat intake. Today, I had my soup for breakfast and some raisin bread, lunch was a chicken burrito and dinner was more soup and crackers. I'm watching fat content on things and trying very hard to take it easy on my poor liver.
Off the wall things that families do:
Tonight's question is: Is it possible to strangle a fish? If you use merriam-webster's first definition, it requires a throat, but the second definition just says to essentially interfere in the breathing of, thus, yes, you can strangle a fish. I know exactly what to do to the next sad bastard betta we buy when the kids don't take care of it....
He's coughing, sneezing, snoozing. I grounded him off his computer, so he'd go in and out of sleep all day on the couch and I can feel the bug in my system trying to make me sick, too, which stinks. I'm bummed because I've had to blow off 2 days of work so far and it's not getting better. Tomorrow morning, I call the pediatrician and ask about drugs for the boy. I know they like to wait, but with the severity of his asthma, I doubt that's a good idea. When I got back from errands, he looked paler, sicker and crappier than earlier. When they're sick, even as teenagers, they seem so small. I made him a big pot of turkey rice soup. He's been loving that stuff.
In other news, the well guys came out and stabilized the well/pump set up. They made it so the pump is working far less and we even had bit of rain sprinkles today. It was weird. It's been so dry here..not even thunderstorms, so it was weird to smell rain, even if only a sprinkle.
I'm really tired lately probably from my malfunctioning liver. I've been watching my food carefully to reduce fat intake. Today, I had my soup for breakfast and some raisin bread, lunch was a chicken burrito and dinner was more soup and crackers. I'm watching fat content on things and trying very hard to take it easy on my poor liver.
Off the wall things that families do:
Tonight's question is: Is it possible to strangle a fish? If you use merriam-webster's first definition, it requires a throat, but the second definition just says to essentially interfere in the breathing of, thus, yes, you can strangle a fish. I know exactly what to do to the next sad bastard betta we buy when the kids don't take care of it....
Saturday, September 13, 2008
SBL commented:My SIL had bariatric surgery because she started getting the fatty liver disease that was majorly affecting her health. She exercised religiously after the surgery (starting with swimming) and the weight has been dropping off. She attributes the exercise to helping her not get the droopy skin. Also, her type 2 diabetes went away. She was very good about sticking to the amount and types of food that she was supposed to eat and I think you would be able to do that too.
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Yeah, I think so, too. I'm actually pretty good about food -- low cholesterol, barely abnormal triglycerides (usually a diabetic's nightmare) and my HBa1c is almost normal. Not being very mobile is my biggest issue, an issue which I think will be resolved by weight loss. My knee has never stopped being swollen. My orthopedist was commenting on that last time he saw me. I am sure it's from the arthritis and my hope is that if I lose weight, I can make that joint replacement last a very long time and avoid needing to replace the other part of the joint for a good many years more. It'll also make it so I can realistically teach, which means I could finish up finally and be done with my credential and get to do what I like to do.
I have concerns about the vitamin deficiencies that many bariatric patients experience. I have two friends who had it with really awful issues. One had intestinal blockages and is now on lifelong blood infusions. The other has her insides held together by a net. That doesn't seem like a step up, you know?
They both had the Rue en Y surgery, which is where they cut into the stomach and reconnect stuff. It's very invasive, requires a bit of a hospital stay, and seems to me to be a good reason to get the lap band because if things go terribly wrong, it can be removed pretty easily and the lap band is an outpatient procedure. With any luck at all, if things were to go wrong, I will have already dropped a significant amount of weight and be mobile again enough to be able to keep it off.
Right now, I know I am wavering on the cusp of permanent disability and being able to have a say in how my future plays out. I think if I wait too much longer, I won't have any say and will be unsaying it from a wheelchair.
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Yeah, I think so, too. I'm actually pretty good about food -- low cholesterol, barely abnormal triglycerides (usually a diabetic's nightmare) and my HBa1c is almost normal. Not being very mobile is my biggest issue, an issue which I think will be resolved by weight loss. My knee has never stopped being swollen. My orthopedist was commenting on that last time he saw me. I am sure it's from the arthritis and my hope is that if I lose weight, I can make that joint replacement last a very long time and avoid needing to replace the other part of the joint for a good many years more. It'll also make it so I can realistically teach, which means I could finish up finally and be done with my credential and get to do what I like to do.
I have concerns about the vitamin deficiencies that many bariatric patients experience. I have two friends who had it with really awful issues. One had intestinal blockages and is now on lifelong blood infusions. The other has her insides held together by a net. That doesn't seem like a step up, you know?
They both had the Rue en Y surgery, which is where they cut into the stomach and reconnect stuff. It's very invasive, requires a bit of a hospital stay, and seems to me to be a good reason to get the lap band because if things go terribly wrong, it can be removed pretty easily and the lap band is an outpatient procedure. With any luck at all, if things were to go wrong, I will have already dropped a significant amount of weight and be mobile again enough to be able to keep it off.
Right now, I know I am wavering on the cusp of permanent disability and being able to have a say in how my future plays out. I think if I wait too much longer, I won't have any say and will be unsaying it from a wheelchair.
Man, I feel so yucky lately. I think I'm wildy anemic. Also, my digestive track isn't working very well. Pretty much, if I don't take cholestyramine every night, I end up with a horrible case of the runs, regardless of what I eat. It makes me nervous because the doctors told me when I had my gall bladder surgery that I'm starting to get fatty liver disease because of my weight and I am scared to death and that the only cure was to drop the weight.
I'm going to go to a bariatric seminar the first of October. I can't stand how limited I feel by my body. I want to be the busy active person I used to be. I think if I do this right, I can plan to do the surgery by next summer and take the summer to recover and see how it's going. I may move it to sooner, depending on the information I find out at the seminar. I'm looking at the lap band because it's removable and it's adustable and it's an outpatient procedure for most people. I'm worried about how the nutrition thing is going to work for me, but I have a few ideas about that, too.
I'm going to get the uterine ablation to stop the horrible bleeding and anemia I suffer through each and every month. That will at least do something to help prevent anemia after my surgery. I'm also going to talk to Mell and see if we can plan and schedule this somewhat.
Finally coming to grips with the need for surgery, has been a brutal thing. I've held onto the idea that somehow I could pull it out of my ass and I'd magically lose weight. I feel like I failed and I feel so sad about that. I've tried so hard in so many ways to get my body under control, but everything got bad all of the sudden so fast that I had no way to keep up with it. And with gas so expensive, it's hard to justify going to the club even if it is for my health.
The other thing is my dreams have been scaring me. I keep dreaming that I'm going to die. Sometimes, I've even wished for it because I've felt so frustrated with my body. When I wake up frightened, I think What if the kids or Mike found me dead? I think with my recent birthday, I feel my mortality more than I have for a long time. I feel so sad, so desperate and so frantic, but I feel like I have no choices left other than a wheelchair and/or dying. Those are really shitty choices.
Some of what brought this on, is how horribly out of shape I am. I taught first graders on Thursday and I just came home and fell sound asleep on my birthday. I was on my feet all day. I was so disheartened because I could see that I really needed to circulate more than I was physically able to. Mike had to pry me out of bed, to have me read my cards and show me the flowers he bought me. I canceled the job I had Friday because I was dead on my feet. It was special education, too, so I had been pretty psyched about getting to do it and very sad about not being able to handle it.
Next week, I've got four days scheduled and I'm basically going to train a lot at the club to build up my endurance, pound vitamins, prepare food in advance and hope to God, I can pull it off. We need the money so badly and each day I cancel is $100 that we desperately need.
There's a bariatric seminar on Tuesday in Reno, but I teach Carson City 5th graders (my least favorite age group) that day and I have to be up at the ass crack of dawn on Wednesday to do resource room for high schoolers, so a night in town the night before that would be pretty rugged. I also am going to have to run home, grab Russell and then bring him to his allergy shot appointment, so I won't get to go home after working and take a nap, but will be running. I don't want to be out even vaguely late. I am teaching the same 5th graders on Thursday, so I need to keep myself sharp to make it work. Friday, I sub for the auto shop teacher at the high school.
I will be at the club working out this weekend. I also plan to go on Monday. I figure even a little bit of built up endurance will get me through it all and that's what I need. I think I also need the emotional boost of having one place where gravity isn't reminding me of how fat I am. Mike bought me this suit. It doesn't do as great a job of holding my boobs in place as my old one did, but it's really soft and slick, unlike my old one and the zipper makes it a heck of a lot easier to slip into. Once I get the girls lined up into the bra, it's really comfortable, but that initial shuffling of boobs is a pain.
I'm going to go to a bariatric seminar the first of October. I can't stand how limited I feel by my body. I want to be the busy active person I used to be. I think if I do this right, I can plan to do the surgery by next summer and take the summer to recover and see how it's going. I may move it to sooner, depending on the information I find out at the seminar. I'm looking at the lap band because it's removable and it's adustable and it's an outpatient procedure for most people. I'm worried about how the nutrition thing is going to work for me, but I have a few ideas about that, too.
I'm going to get the uterine ablation to stop the horrible bleeding and anemia I suffer through each and every month. That will at least do something to help prevent anemia after my surgery. I'm also going to talk to Mell and see if we can plan and schedule this somewhat.
Finally coming to grips with the need for surgery, has been a brutal thing. I've held onto the idea that somehow I could pull it out of my ass and I'd magically lose weight. I feel like I failed and I feel so sad about that. I've tried so hard in so many ways to get my body under control, but everything got bad all of the sudden so fast that I had no way to keep up with it. And with gas so expensive, it's hard to justify going to the club even if it is for my health.
The other thing is my dreams have been scaring me. I keep dreaming that I'm going to die. Sometimes, I've even wished for it because I've felt so frustrated with my body. When I wake up frightened, I think What if the kids or Mike found me dead? I think with my recent birthday, I feel my mortality more than I have for a long time. I feel so sad, so desperate and so frantic, but I feel like I have no choices left other than a wheelchair and/or dying. Those are really shitty choices.
Some of what brought this on, is how horribly out of shape I am. I taught first graders on Thursday and I just came home and fell sound asleep on my birthday. I was on my feet all day. I was so disheartened because I could see that I really needed to circulate more than I was physically able to. Mike had to pry me out of bed, to have me read my cards and show me the flowers he bought me. I canceled the job I had Friday because I was dead on my feet. It was special education, too, so I had been pretty psyched about getting to do it and very sad about not being able to handle it.
Next week, I've got four days scheduled and I'm basically going to train a lot at the club to build up my endurance, pound vitamins, prepare food in advance and hope to God, I can pull it off. We need the money so badly and each day I cancel is $100 that we desperately need.
There's a bariatric seminar on Tuesday in Reno, but I teach Carson City 5th graders (my least favorite age group) that day and I have to be up at the ass crack of dawn on Wednesday to do resource room for high schoolers, so a night in town the night before that would be pretty rugged. I also am going to have to run home, grab Russell and then bring him to his allergy shot appointment, so I won't get to go home after working and take a nap, but will be running. I don't want to be out even vaguely late. I am teaching the same 5th graders on Thursday, so I need to keep myself sharp to make it work. Friday, I sub for the auto shop teacher at the high school.
I will be at the club working out this weekend. I also plan to go on Monday. I figure even a little bit of built up endurance will get me through it all and that's what I need. I think I also need the emotional boost of having one place where gravity isn't reminding me of how fat I am. Mike bought me this suit. It doesn't do as great a job of holding my boobs in place as my old one did, but it's really soft and slick, unlike my old one and the zipper makes it a heck of a lot easier to slip into. Once I get the girls lined up into the bra, it's really comfortable, but that initial shuffling of boobs is a pain.
Tuesday, September 09, 2008
I had a job interview yesterday for a computer assistant position at a school. It's part-time and it includes an hour of playground patrol.
The principal said that it'll vary between me just setting up the class for another teacher to use the room for furthering their curriculum to coming up with curriculum for the kids. That I'll also help out with fixing stuff when it breaks, etc. It sounds like a good match for me.
I told them that I wanted a position that would keep me in schools with kids until I can get back to school and would let me share schedules with them. I told them that my son takes a lot of my time and energy and there was no way I could finish school as long as he was in the house.
The well continues to be...touchy. The adjustment in pressure has certainly made a difference. We can put a different pump in, in anticipation of the well changes for $2500. That will still mean we need to come up with $16,000 to deepen the well. Mike still hasn't dug it out to find out if it has a liner. That liner will be the difference between deepening it and a new pump -- about $10,000 and sealing off the old well and digging a new well -- $16,000.
We watered the garden with the pool water this weekend and the weather is cooling down into the 80s, so that should get us through for a while. The end bed seems to be the one that needs the most mulch and water. I would like to apply more mulch this evening.
I haven't gotten to the jam yet, but that's today's goal. I stewed the plums and put them in the fridge, so I've got to pit them next. I purchases some jelly jars, so I have smaller jars to put things into. It seems silly to put jam into quart jars, otherwise. I also need to get through the tomatoes. I'm putting together some tomato-based salsa, and then just putting tomatoes into jars with a bit of oregano, so that it can cover my two favorite cuisines -- Mexican and Italian.
I've finally broke down and am taking iron pills. I am also looking into the ablation. This stuff of sleeping 10 hours a day and still being worn to a nub isn't cool at all. I'd like my life back.
The principal said that it'll vary between me just setting up the class for another teacher to use the room for furthering their curriculum to coming up with curriculum for the kids. That I'll also help out with fixing stuff when it breaks, etc. It sounds like a good match for me.
I told them that I wanted a position that would keep me in schools with kids until I can get back to school and would let me share schedules with them. I told them that my son takes a lot of my time and energy and there was no way I could finish school as long as he was in the house.
The well continues to be...touchy. The adjustment in pressure has certainly made a difference. We can put a different pump in, in anticipation of the well changes for $2500. That will still mean we need to come up with $16,000 to deepen the well. Mike still hasn't dug it out to find out if it has a liner. That liner will be the difference between deepening it and a new pump -- about $10,000 and sealing off the old well and digging a new well -- $16,000.
We watered the garden with the pool water this weekend and the weather is cooling down into the 80s, so that should get us through for a while. The end bed seems to be the one that needs the most mulch and water. I would like to apply more mulch this evening.
I haven't gotten to the jam yet, but that's today's goal. I stewed the plums and put them in the fridge, so I've got to pit them next. I purchases some jelly jars, so I have smaller jars to put things into. It seems silly to put jam into quart jars, otherwise. I also need to get through the tomatoes. I'm putting together some tomato-based salsa, and then just putting tomatoes into jars with a bit of oregano, so that it can cover my two favorite cuisines -- Mexican and Italian.
I've finally broke down and am taking iron pills. I am also looking into the ablation. This stuff of sleeping 10 hours a day and still being worn to a nub isn't cool at all. I'd like my life back.
Saturday, September 06, 2008
The well and pump are on their last legs, so I didn't have time til last night to work on canning. I also wanted to try the salsa in order to make adjustments to the recipe.
Drumroll please!!!!!!!
I finally had some salsa. I had added extra spices, but I think it was too much, so I'm going to use the original recipes amounts. I do like the lime juice though, so keeping that. I also hand chopped, which I actually am changing out because this recipes has so little liquid, the larger chop isn't as workable for salsa. I'm going to add a small portion of hand chopped stuff and the rest is going to be food processed.
Just know that I worship at the altar of Cuisinart.
Last night, I husked almost all of the tomatillos and Mike and I finished up the dishes, so I can make more dishes.
Today, I will be canning. My evil plan is to send Genny out to pick more apples, so I can have enough for jam. I'm cooking up the plums shortly for pitting, so my stovetop will be a busy place.
I guess I should go clean it, so I can mess it up again. *sigh*
I have washed the cuisinart and am ready to chop. I have to rinse the tomatillos one more time and then I'm off to the races. I'm putting on sneakers, so I can tolerate the standing over the stove and I'm wearing an apron and expecting Mike to assgrabbing while I cook, especially if I wear a dress. I'll be wearing a dress, you betcha!
I've been running around so much that I've been getting exercise and this morning between the arthritis and the muscle aches I felt like I was part of the mattress. I had to scritch Mike's head for him to wake him up, too.
For the well, all I know is it's going to cost a lot of money no matter what we end up doing. In the interim, we can hook up a hose to the neighbors until the snow/rain comes, but if we have a long fall, that may really suck. We've looked into cisterns, but the fact that we are in a desert is a negative factor for cistern use. I do think that we could do some rain barrel collection for using the pool and watering the garden. We also discussed making a cement collection tank slightly above the house, so we could use gravity to get water out of this.
I've got a job interview on Monday with a Title I school to be a compuuter aide. It looks like I might be working with teachers on curriculum that utilizes computer and that I may be teaching kids how to use computers, so it'd be a good fit. It'd be part-time and $1500 a month, so overall, I think that'd work for me. It's a year round school, so it's also possible that I could take Genny with me. Title I schools end up with the best teachers, so it might end up working out well.
God's will, not mine. That's all there is to say.
Drumroll please!!!!!!!
I finally had some salsa. I had added extra spices, but I think it was too much, so I'm going to use the original recipes amounts. I do like the lime juice though, so keeping that. I also hand chopped, which I actually am changing out because this recipes has so little liquid, the larger chop isn't as workable for salsa. I'm going to add a small portion of hand chopped stuff and the rest is going to be food processed.
Just know that I worship at the altar of Cuisinart.
Last night, I husked almost all of the tomatillos and Mike and I finished up the dishes, so I can make more dishes.
Today, I will be canning. My evil plan is to send Genny out to pick more apples, so I can have enough for jam. I'm cooking up the plums shortly for pitting, so my stovetop will be a busy place.
I guess I should go clean it, so I can mess it up again. *sigh*
I have washed the cuisinart and am ready to chop. I have to rinse the tomatillos one more time and then I'm off to the races. I'm putting on sneakers, so I can tolerate the standing over the stove and I'm wearing an apron and expecting Mike to assgrabbing while I cook, especially if I wear a dress. I'll be wearing a dress, you betcha!
I've been running around so much that I've been getting exercise and this morning between the arthritis and the muscle aches I felt like I was part of the mattress. I had to scritch Mike's head for him to wake him up, too.
For the well, all I know is it's going to cost a lot of money no matter what we end up doing. In the interim, we can hook up a hose to the neighbors until the snow/rain comes, but if we have a long fall, that may really suck. We've looked into cisterns, but the fact that we are in a desert is a negative factor for cistern use. I do think that we could do some rain barrel collection for using the pool and watering the garden. We also discussed making a cement collection tank slightly above the house, so we could use gravity to get water out of this.
I've got a job interview on Monday with a Title I school to be a compuuter aide. It looks like I might be working with teachers on curriculum that utilizes computer and that I may be teaching kids how to use computers, so it'd be a good fit. It'd be part-time and $1500 a month, so overall, I think that'd work for me. It's a year round school, so it's also possible that I could take Genny with me. Title I schools end up with the best teachers, so it might end up working out well.
God's will, not mine. That's all there is to say.
Thursday, September 04, 2008
So I went to the cheap store for produce...and they couldn't cut me the deal they usually cut me, but the guy directed me to this produce warehouse place in Sparks.
I bought a 40 lb box of tomatoes, a 40 lb box of tomatillos, a box of red bell peppers, and a 10 lb box of jalapenos for $35 less than I would have paid.
I made my first tomatillo salsa tonight. It's cooling in the boiler, so I haven't tried it yet. I used a combination of green, red and yellow hot chiles for pretty colors in it and to make it look more festive, you know? I also added some water to it. I think I'm going to try pureeing it in the cuisinart tomorrow and see if I don't like the consistency better. I hand chopped everything, so it was kind of chunky looking.
I think I should make a huge batch and make part of it hand chopped. I also am using lime juice in lieu of their vinegar and lemon juice and I tossed in a quart of water, which I then cooked out. I tossed in some of Mike's smoked chiles, but I think I'm going to make a batch that's tomatoes and chipotles only and probably will pick up a few habaneros at farmer's market on Friday and that'll be Friday's canning extravaganza.
The tomatoes were kind of orangy, so I've got a few days to get to them.
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My stupid car battery is dead, so I got the car from Mike at noon and bought a new one at Costco. My husband, who is never mechanically inclined, was also quite unmotivated (read very tired), so I'm having to drive with him to work tomorrow, so I can take Russell to the dr's. I also have to blow off a day of income at the "opportunity" high school and purchase him a socket wrench extender. It's gotta be longer. Doesn't that always seem to be the case with men?
Add to this that I am planning on spending the morning at LaDawn's to do laundry and fix her computer and I've got a lot going on.
I'm probably going to be tempted to blow off dealing with tomatillos, but I can't. They're already starting to turn a little and the produce dude told me to process them fast, so I'll be the dead critter tomorrow night.
And with this much produce, I'm going to have to plan not to work on Friday at all, even though Fridays are favorite sick days of most teachers.
I bought a 40 lb box of tomatoes, a 40 lb box of tomatillos, a box of red bell peppers, and a 10 lb box of jalapenos for $35 less than I would have paid.
I made my first tomatillo salsa tonight. It's cooling in the boiler, so I haven't tried it yet. I used a combination of green, red and yellow hot chiles for pretty colors in it and to make it look more festive, you know? I also added some water to it. I think I'm going to try pureeing it in the cuisinart tomorrow and see if I don't like the consistency better. I hand chopped everything, so it was kind of chunky looking.
I think I should make a huge batch and make part of it hand chopped. I also am using lime juice in lieu of their vinegar and lemon juice and I tossed in a quart of water, which I then cooked out. I tossed in some of Mike's smoked chiles, but I think I'm going to make a batch that's tomatoes and chipotles only and probably will pick up a few habaneros at farmer's market on Friday and that'll be Friday's canning extravaganza.
The tomatoes were kind of orangy, so I've got a few days to get to them.
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My stupid car battery is dead, so I got the car from Mike at noon and bought a new one at Costco. My husband, who is never mechanically inclined, was also quite unmotivated (read very tired), so I'm having to drive with him to work tomorrow, so I can take Russell to the dr's. I also have to blow off a day of income at the "opportunity" high school and purchase him a socket wrench extender. It's gotta be longer. Doesn't that always seem to be the case with men?
Add to this that I am planning on spending the morning at LaDawn's to do laundry and fix her computer and I've got a lot going on.
I'm probably going to be tempted to blow off dealing with tomatillos, but I can't. They're already starting to turn a little and the produce dude told me to process them fast, so I'll be the dead critter tomorrow night.
And with this much produce, I'm going to have to plan not to work on Friday at all, even though Fridays are favorite sick days of most teachers.
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Jumping Jehosaphat on a pogostick! The teacher I subbed for is teaching 5th graders. For those of you just tuning in, fifth and sixth graders are about my least favorite age group to sub for. I swear it's just the introduction of those hormones to those little bodies that they just haven't adjusted to you and they're about the most hideous excuses for human beings on the planet at that age.
And yeah, all that stuff I was concerned about regarding Friday afternoon, first week of school, and the day before a 3 day weekend? It all came true! A nightmare come to life, I tell ya. However, I had the last laugh. I told their teacher everything. Muhahahaha! And I know he'll make them pay.
I'm considering offering to volunteer there occasionally, too. I love this teacher. I want to be this teacher. He's got classroom management down and he's very organized. I want to be in a position to work with his kids and to learn from this guy. He's really awesome and it would line me up for subbing for him, too.
I forget how much I love teaching until I do it. Then I start thinking about how fast I may be able to get my practicum done. Then, of course, I come home and take a pile of glucosamine and 2 vicodan and sleep for 12 hours straight.
There were no wheely carts at Costco when I went to buy stuff for Russell's birthday, so I spent an hour walking (added to teaching all afternoon), so I was feeling pretty cocky.
I was thinking today though, that I may just say screw it and start walking a block or two daily. Our blocks are country blocks, so I'm not talking a short block, but it's a relatively short walk and I could walk on sand, so it'd be less stressful on my joint. I'm thinking about 10-15 minutes top. As fat as I am, it'll give me plenty of exercise and I can augment that with swimming a few times a week. It'd also keep me in pain enough to remember to take my stupid glucosamine and my metformin with it. And it'd push me to take my byetta, too. My problem with some of these meds is that they tear up my stomach, especially byetta.
I have to winnow this big fat butt down to a smaller big butt, though. I don't plan on ever wearing much in the way of clothing under a size 20 any time soon, but to even have a size 18/20 within reach would really rock.
And yeah, all that stuff I was concerned about regarding Friday afternoon, first week of school, and the day before a 3 day weekend? It all came true! A nightmare come to life, I tell ya. However, I had the last laugh. I told their teacher everything. Muhahahaha! And I know he'll make them pay.
I'm considering offering to volunteer there occasionally, too. I love this teacher. I want to be this teacher. He's got classroom management down and he's very organized. I want to be in a position to work with his kids and to learn from this guy. He's really awesome and it would line me up for subbing for him, too.
I forget how much I love teaching until I do it. Then I start thinking about how fast I may be able to get my practicum done. Then, of course, I come home and take a pile of glucosamine and 2 vicodan and sleep for 12 hours straight.
There were no wheely carts at Costco when I went to buy stuff for Russell's birthday, so I spent an hour walking (added to teaching all afternoon), so I was feeling pretty cocky.
I was thinking today though, that I may just say screw it and start walking a block or two daily. Our blocks are country blocks, so I'm not talking a short block, but it's a relatively short walk and I could walk on sand, so it'd be less stressful on my joint. I'm thinking about 10-15 minutes top. As fat as I am, it'll give me plenty of exercise and I can augment that with swimming a few times a week. It'd also keep me in pain enough to remember to take my stupid glucosamine and my metformin with it. And it'd push me to take my byetta, too. My problem with some of these meds is that they tear up my stomach, especially byetta.
I have to winnow this big fat butt down to a smaller big butt, though. I don't plan on ever wearing much in the way of clothing under a size 20 any time soon, but to even have a size 18/20 within reach would really rock.
Thursday, August 28, 2008
I have my first day of subbing tomorrow with this school year. I'll be working for a teacher for whom I've subbed before and he's crazy organized, so it'll be a breeze. The kids can be challenging at this school, but 4th graders aren't typically hideous ever and this guy often is the principal for the day, so it's possible he'll be around tomorrow to scare them into behaving. On the Friday afternoon before a 3-day weekend on the first week of school, I can dream, right? :D
I'm still fussing over what to wear, which is my way of obsessing over the what-ifs. I'm trying to remember where I put my substitute teacher emergency kit stuff. I have some things, but my cube has been wedged under a pile of crap in the livingroom, so restocking it would take some serious work. I'm going to get Genny out the door and then do that stuff tomorrow morning. If I do it while she's here, she'll be freaking out about all the cool stuff in my cube and I'll never see it again, as Sticky Fingers loves to "borrow" my teacher stuff.
I was delighted this morning to remember that I had my awesome widdle hand cleaner jar on my key ring. I was cleaning Genny's face off with a wet paper towel and went to shake hands with her gifted and talented teachers and realized I needed to clean my hands somehow, so I whipped some out and voila! I explained I'm a substitute teacher and they all laughed and said, yeah, hand cleaner was the first thing they'd bought for the classroom. Then we all laughed and I remembered that little snot nosed kindergarten boy who was sick as hell and always wanted to hug me about half a year ago. I'm not ever gonna turn away a hugging child, but man, I washed my hands right after.
Well, I took my lunesta, so I can sleep. I took my shower while there's water. I didn't get to water my garden, but it'll be there tomorrow to water. I tried to siphon the unchlorinated pool water to it, but it wasn't working particularly. Mike and I hypothesized various ways to facilitate making the system work and we mulched the bejeebers out of the beds, so the water will stay. Essentially, I think we have this one good watering for the rest of the season, with all that mulch, as next week it starts cooling down out of the 90s, thank God.
Any water left over is going to the plum and apple trees, both of which are loaded with fruit.
I'm still fussing over what to wear, which is my way of obsessing over the what-ifs. I'm trying to remember where I put my substitute teacher emergency kit stuff. I have some things, but my cube has been wedged under a pile of crap in the livingroom, so restocking it would take some serious work. I'm going to get Genny out the door and then do that stuff tomorrow morning. If I do it while she's here, she'll be freaking out about all the cool stuff in my cube and I'll never see it again, as Sticky Fingers loves to "borrow" my teacher stuff.
I was delighted this morning to remember that I had my awesome widdle hand cleaner jar on my key ring. I was cleaning Genny's face off with a wet paper towel and went to shake hands with her gifted and talented teachers and realized I needed to clean my hands somehow, so I whipped some out and voila! I explained I'm a substitute teacher and they all laughed and said, yeah, hand cleaner was the first thing they'd bought for the classroom. Then we all laughed and I remembered that little snot nosed kindergarten boy who was sick as hell and always wanted to hug me about half a year ago. I'm not ever gonna turn away a hugging child, but man, I washed my hands right after.
Well, I took my lunesta, so I can sleep. I took my shower while there's water. I didn't get to water my garden, but it'll be there tomorrow to water. I tried to siphon the unchlorinated pool water to it, but it wasn't working particularly. Mike and I hypothesized various ways to facilitate making the system work and we mulched the bejeebers out of the beds, so the water will stay. Essentially, I think we have this one good watering for the rest of the season, with all that mulch, as next week it starts cooling down out of the 90s, thank God.
Any water left over is going to the plum and apple trees, both of which are loaded with fruit.
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
So on a whim, because I'm not thrilled with most of the presidential candidates, I decided I'd run.
Red Neck Ruby for President!!
Red Neck Ruby for President!!
Sunday, August 24, 2008
I've had the bladder infection that won't die. It is a very resistant strain, so I'm on my second round of antibiotics.
After the first round of antibiotics, I started using old herbal remedies, so when I went in to get retested, it'd pretty much killed the bacteria sufficiently so it didn't show up on their stick test and only showed up a little on a culture 3 days later. Because it didn't show up on their stick test, I discontinued the herbs thinking I was now the proud owner of a yeast infection.
The day they call me to tell me the culture was positive, I was again positive I had a bladder infection and was in agony. I started my second round of antibiotics and supplemented that with d-mannose and cranberry to keep the pain down. Sleep's been danged near impossible and all I am is tired from not breathing and hurting.
I'm looking forward to kids going back to school. it'll be quiet.
After the first round of antibiotics, I started using old herbal remedies, so when I went in to get retested, it'd pretty much killed the bacteria sufficiently so it didn't show up on their stick test and only showed up a little on a culture 3 days later. Because it didn't show up on their stick test, I discontinued the herbs thinking I was now the proud owner of a yeast infection.
The day they call me to tell me the culture was positive, I was again positive I had a bladder infection and was in agony. I started my second round of antibiotics and supplemented that with d-mannose and cranberry to keep the pain down. Sleep's been danged near impossible and all I am is tired from not breathing and hurting.
I'm looking forward to kids going back to school. it'll be quiet.
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
So here's your math question of the day.
If each washing machine takes $1.50 and each dryer runs 10 minutes per quarter and most loads require 40 minutes to dry. And my goofy son ran two washing machines empty, and I spent $70 at the laundromat yesterday, how many loads of laundry did I do?
Yes, you're correct. One butt-TON.
And yes, I'll be folding laundry til I'm dead.
And there's lots of scattered stuff going on...
If each washing machine takes $1.50 and each dryer runs 10 minutes per quarter and most loads require 40 minutes to dry. And my goofy son ran two washing machines empty, and I spent $70 at the laundromat yesterday, how many loads of laundry did I do?
Yes, you're correct. One butt-TON.
And yes, I'll be folding laundry til I'm dead.
And there's lots of scattered stuff going on...
- Mike and I are freaking out. Our well is trying to die again. I took a shower with the kids at the club a day. I think we'll spend the day at a community pool tomorrow because the temperatures are supposed to be triple digits tomorrow and it's air conditioned in the club. I might even pack a lunch and stay at the club for the afternoon and drag a couple of Russell's friends.
- I may be able to go to school on my retirement money from UC Davis.
- If I can finish my master's I can pick up all kinds of work through the state and it would be in keeping with my desire to help folks and I could get out of teaching and being on my feet all the time.
- If I do the master's in sociology, I'd probably need to retake the GRE.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
There's something about meteors slowly streaking across the sky, skimming the edges of the moon and gently slipping across the apse of the heavens that makes a person realize how small they are in the universe.
I feel both humble and loved by God in the presence of such grandeur.
The teenagers were sort of excited initially and then quickly lost interest and consciousness. I shooed them inside to sleep, for which they seemed grateful.
Now, I'm off to discover the pleasure of my pillow and stellar dreams.
I feel both humble and loved by God in the presence of such grandeur.
The teenagers were sort of excited initially and then quickly lost interest and consciousness. I shooed them inside to sleep, for which they seemed grateful.
Now, I'm off to discover the pleasure of my pillow and stellar dreams.
Monday, August 11, 2008
Genny's clonidine made a big difference in her sleep, but she's slowly creeping back to the midnight to noon schedule, so I've got to run her hard today, so she sleeps a little earlier and we can start dialing back that schedule to something normal for her.
She managed to get her room clean and had a friend over, which for her was a miracle. Her friend invited her for next weekend and our only request is that Genny has to keep her room clean to go.
We're likely to have a house full of teenaged boys this evening for the Perseids, but hopefully, we'll all survive it. My concern is that Genny gets very excited when the boys are here and she may not sleep well. I'm taking her to the club with her brother today to dip in the pool to wear her out some. I hope it works. I'm also thinking that I might just bike this evening. I've been wanting to, but it just seems like there's no time or it's too hot or something is always wrong. It's getting to be like fall weather though, so maybe it'll happen tonight. I figure she can tool around outside on her bike, while I sit on mine in the garage watching.
Beyond all this, I'm sad because the well is failing again. I'm scared we'll be out of water before the rain comes. Russell was washing dishes, but his idea of doing so usually involves pouring vast amounts of water down the sink, rather than a sink of hot soapy water and a sink of rinse water.
We shut off the pump. I'm going to take the kids out of the house today to run laundry at the laundromat and take a run to the club to swim and shower. Maybe that'll help.
Wish me luck.
She managed to get her room clean and had a friend over, which for her was a miracle. Her friend invited her for next weekend and our only request is that Genny has to keep her room clean to go.
We're likely to have a house full of teenaged boys this evening for the Perseids, but hopefully, we'll all survive it. My concern is that Genny gets very excited when the boys are here and she may not sleep well. I'm taking her to the club with her brother today to dip in the pool to wear her out some. I hope it works. I'm also thinking that I might just bike this evening. I've been wanting to, but it just seems like there's no time or it's too hot or something is always wrong. It's getting to be like fall weather though, so maybe it'll happen tonight. I figure she can tool around outside on her bike, while I sit on mine in the garage watching.
Beyond all this, I'm sad because the well is failing again. I'm scared we'll be out of water before the rain comes. Russell was washing dishes, but his idea of doing so usually involves pouring vast amounts of water down the sink, rather than a sink of hot soapy water and a sink of rinse water.
We shut off the pump. I'm going to take the kids out of the house today to run laundry at the laundromat and take a run to the club to swim and shower. Maybe that'll help.
Wish me luck.
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