An Award for me

Thank you, thank you, thank you Piglet. I am definitely a good scholastic-scribbler. How did you ever know. I guess you know me better than I know myself. **sigh**


Let's see, I am supposed to post something. Oh, here it is. I am supposed to link back to here

Then I am to add my name to the lucky and privileged ones that were awarded this prestigious award. Are there rules to post? I get so confused when I get these awards....especially really good ones like this one.


I wish I had a really cool acceptance speech like Piglet did. I don't know how she does it. She is very much superior to me. I like how she doesn't know where the shift button is for capitalizing words. I think that is very much coolness.


I will go ahead and give this award to some other folks that truly deserve it. Cause they are coolness too. Here we go.


PonyGirl is my horsey friend that I love to read. I can't wait until she posts every day (usually in the evening) so I can read all about her and Her Boy (her appy horse).


Pammy because she is the epitome of coolness. She speaks her mind too and that is scribbly worthy. Is that similar to sponge worthy like Elaine in Seinfeld?



Oh who else? Oh Oh Oh....I know. My hero work for the electric company and let everyone know when their power is coming back on person HulaGirl . She is very much coolness.


I don't think that I know any guys that are worthy of this very special award. JUST KIDDING! I know plenty of them. Syd is really cool. He loves to said and go on his boat and do boat things. Hey, I bet that So and Bill would like to go on his boat sometime.


I think that's all but only because I am tired and want to watch TV. So go forth special people and claim your award. Be proud and stuff. Oh, and there are some rules that we are supposed to post. Here they are:

Each Superior Scribbler must in turn pass The Award on to 5 most-deserving Bloggy Friends.

Each Superior Scribbler must link to the author & the name of the blog from whom he/she has received The Award.

Each Superior Scribbler must display The Award on his/her blog, and link to This Post, which explains The Award.

Each Blogger who wins The Superior Scribbler Award must visit this post and add his/her name to the Mr. Linky List. That way, we'll be able to keep up-to-date on everyone who receives This Prestigious Honor!

Each Superior Scribbler must post these rules on his/her blog.

Damn, that was a lot of work!

Always a bridesmaid, never a bride

Maybe not such a good idea. Ewwww!

I'm just gonna have some fun...cause I CAN

Oh boys....Let's see, Daave, Bill, So, Zane, who I am forgetting? You boys all belong here!

Doesn't Pam's new hairdo look nice? I found this picture of her online earlier today. I had been waiting for her to post a new picture but then I understand the whole business of anonymity.

I had no idea that So and Bill liked to go boating like that. And don't you just love their choice of eyewear.

Friday breakdown

I had a bit of a bad day yesterday. After actually seeing the third eye on the back of my neck (that is what Joe said it looked like and after I saw it I had to agree) and wearing surgical tape on the back of my head all day, pulling my hair and just generally grossing me out thinking of what was going on back there, I had a few breakdowns. First it started at work. I called Joe and was crying. I told him I was just upset because I am so tired of having to see numerous doctors for what seems like so long. I called Dr Turnbo's office and he couldn't get me in and suggested I talk to the surgeon's office. I called there and talked to the same nurse that I saw the day before. She was a bit short at first, probably had a bad day, then softened up and was empathic to my cause. I told her that I felt like I was being a baby and she told me that where my problem was is a very difficult place to have surgery on. She assured me that this type of thing happens from time to time and that what we are doing is all that can be done. I felt better having spoken to her. Prior to that I had told Joe I was leaving work and just didn't want to be there. Well, I didn't leave work. I stuck it out playing on the internet...he he.

I called So when I got home after getting upset yet again. I am just tired of seeing doctor after doctor. I had just had enough. He, of course, calmed me down and I felt much much better after talking with him. He has that effect on me.

Joe came home after taking Stephanie to meet her read dad and had picked up yummy cheeseburgers and fries from the local bar in the area. We ate and the rest of the evening was just fine.

I woke up this morning, well I was woken up by Sophie who needed to go out, and felt much better. I guess I had just reached my point of when is all of this shit going to end? But, as usual, I am grateful for so much. For the doctors that I do have, insurance, friends and family that support me. I have so much to be thankful for. Not to mention the fact that it could have been so much worse.

This weekend will be a relaxing one. I might just spend some money too. I want some new shoes and a new outfit for a meeting in Mt. Vernon, IL next Friday.

Thanks everyone for your kind words and prayers. I am thankful for all of you guys.

OK, I just THOUGHT everything was fine in Hooterville

Everything was going just fine yesterday. I had my stitches out, had a clean bill of health from the other doctor I saw yesterday and I was back at work working. Then I reached back and barely scratched my incision. I felt something wet on my hand and it was blood. The incision had opened up. I went out to the warehouse to ask a coworker if it had in fact opened and he said, "uh, yea, big time." I came back into the office and called the surgeon's office. They told me to come on over so I did. The nurse said we will have to treat it with dressing changes. That consists of a 2X2 gauze soaked in saline and shoved in using a Q-tip. Ouch. Then more gauze over that and surgical tape across it. I am to change it twice a day. The good news was that I can still wash my hair in the shower!!!! I go back to the doctor next Thursday and he will look at it and we will do it all over again. She indicated it will take some time for it to heal from the inside out.

So I just thought I was through with doctors for a while.

All's well in Hooterville

Howdy! I am pleased to report I got my stitches out today. I told the doctor I was so anxious to wash my hair in the shower and not the sink. He told me that I could have been all along. UGH! I called his office when I got home from the hospital and was told I could NOT get it wet. Oh well, I'm in for a good washin' tonight. He also told me that they cyst that was removed was benign........YEA! He said he had to cut a lot of dead tissue from my head. I know, gross. But all is well and I don't have to go back.

After that I went down one floor in the same building to another doctor who said that the tumor in my left kidney was very small and nothing to worry about. Don't have to see him back for another 6 months. So once I go to my regular dr on March 9th I might, just might be finished with doctors for a while. Geez. Enough is enough! But I am grateful to have good doctors and insurance. It could be worse.

So how's everyone doing today???

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I didn't get enough sleep last night. I stayed up watching my hero, President Obama, and didn't get out of bed until 1 hour before I had to be at work. It is a 30 minute drive so I had to hit the floor running. After I got to work I told my boss that I needed a nap and he said "go take one!" The cool thing is that he meant it. Have I told you lately that I love my job?

The debris removal people in Paducah are really getting in my way lately. For the past 2 days, on my way home from work they have stopped me and made me wait. How rude. I am only kidding. Not about them making me wait but about it being rude. They have a huge task to complete and it will take many months to finish. I will check out this website today before I get on the road to see where they are working.

Since it is almost 8:30 and I have been at work for 1 1/2 hours I reckon it is time for me to actually do some work. See ya! OH! and by the way, the title of this post makes no sense at all. Kind of like me.

Tuesday is kind of an orange color, maybe red

I know, I have no sense. But the days of the week have colors in my mind. Which makes today usually red but it feels more orange. OK, I'll stop now before you guys call the guys in white coats.

I go to my wonderful dr today. I was going to cancel the appointment because it seemed kind of silly. All they will do is look at the incision. The stitches will be removed Thursday at the surgeon's office. But I decided to keep the appointment today because the area around the cut is really red and really sore. It just doesn't seem like it should be like that. Joe agreed. I am taking a strong antibiotic twice a day faithfully (will even finish the bottle this time) but it looks infected. Maybe he and I are both wrong and that is how a healing skull should look. Goodness knows I don't have any idea. I've never had a cut on my skull before.

Meanwhile I guess I'll work. I really don't want to. I want to play on the internet instead. But alas, I have a lot to do. I went to bed too late last night. I was watching "The Bachelor." Does anyone else watch that show? Or want to admit to it? I don't know why I like it so much. People saying they fall in love after just a few weeks......that with many other competitors lurking around. And all of that kissing on TV. If I'm not careful I will just talk myself right out of watching it.

**Update** I just returned from my dr's appt. He said the scar looked infected. DUH! I got a shot in the hiney and more antibiotics. She shot hurt! The nurse told me that just about everyone this morning had to have a shot. She said "I've seen just about all of the hineys in Paducah today." Too funny. Afterward I went by my favorite Chinese restaurant and had yummy sweet & sour chicken, egg roll and ham fried rice. It made me feel better. I haven't eaten there in a year or more. It is very rudely on the wrong side of town to be convenient for me.

Fun fun fun

What a grand time we had this weekend. Abby always proves to be a ball. Here we go!

Papa Joe....let's box!











What are they doing Mom?







Meanwhile the girls were doing some playing of their own!



I can't tell you how it makes me smile to see Annie playing again.



Then there is Abby pretending to be Annie's puppy.



See her house shoes on her hands? Silly girl.





What a great time we had. She stayed until Sunday when she had to go to her other grandma's house. But her momma got some much needed rest this weekend and we had a fine time. I'd say it was a win-win situation.

Sophie and the glove

Steph had a bit of fun with Sophie the other night. Our girls absolutely love playing with a jersey glove. Give them a glove and they will play for hours, literally. The other night Steph decided to challenge Soph to see what she would do if the glove was placed on the blade of a ceiling fan in the living room. The results were pretty dadgum funny.



There it is! Waaaaay up there!







OK, I can do this. All I have to do is get right under it and jump really high. I'll get ready.



Almost ready.....



Almost......



JUMP!



Well, that didn't work.



Where is that sucker anyway?



Whoa! It's way up there. Well, one more try.



Dang.......foiled again. Guess I won't be playing with that glove.

Now Sissy is getting it down.



Hey Mom? Where's the love?



Steph and I laughed so hard at Sophie. She was whining and making the funniest noises. Dogs are so entertaining.

TGIF!!

It finally happened. Friday came. This has been the strangest week for me. But I got through it and will have a fantastic weekend with Abby.

It is 18 degrees outside. I have had enough of this! There is a chance of snow tomorrow but at least it isn't expected to amount to much. More of an 'adult' snow, you know, where it doesn't stick to the road, just the grass.

I am excited to get through the day and pick Abby up. I will go by after work, hug her momma and bring the precious to the country (where she belongs...hehe). We will have a fine time and of course there will be pictures. Imagine that.

Close Call

We had a close call last night. Beth called to say that she had reason to believe she might have had a miscarriage. Joe and I assured her that she would be fine no matter what the outcome. She went to her OB's office this morning for an ultrasound. Good news.......heartbeat was there and wee one was moving around. She called me shouting "we've got a heartbeat!" Quite relieved of course. I have never experienced a miscarriage so I wasn't much help to her except to tell her that I love her and everything will be OK. Sometimes that is all we can do or say.

We will keep Abby this weekend and give her a chance to get some good rest. Funny too because I had already decided this morning that I wanted Abby for the weekend. I was also thinking about how much her other grandmother is missing out on. She rarely keeps Abby overnight. I have no idea why because Abby is no trouble at all, at least to us. I can't stand for her to be away for very long, as you guys all know. Oh well, her loss I guess. And our gain!

I know some of you are a bit creeped out by the baby items to the right of this blog but you know what? Last night, when I didn't know what was going to happen, just the thought of having to take the one called "Beth's Baby" off of here was very upsetting. I am very glad to be able to leave it.

Uh, what day is it?

I am having trouble remembering what day it is. I guess that is bound to happen when your week starts out like mine did. But I am happy to report it is getting ever closer to the weekend. That is a good thing.

Driving to work this morning I was noticing yet again the tremendous amount of limbs and trees that most everyone, literally, has in their yard, fields, driveways, etc. It is truly incredible the amount of damage the January ice storm made. I imagine it will takes months to get things back to normal. We were lucky on that item and didn't lose any trees and have no limbs to clean up. So many trees will not make it this spring. I hate that but it could be worse, that's for sure.

Since our area was deemed a disaster by President Obama, we will get a lot of help to clean up. I was noticing the utility poles this morning. They are, for the most part, laying down close to where they once were and transformers and electrical equipment are scattered about. There have been reports of people stealing the transformers. These things can still have electricity running to them. They risk their life to steal something that could electrocute them when they touch it. To me, that is a new kind of stupid.

I forgot to post this picture of my pond. I thought it turned out really neat. What do you think?



I can't wait for spring and warm temperatures!



Us too Mom. It's cold out here!

Monday didn't turn out like I thought it would

I have had an area on the back of my skull, just above the hairline that has been bothering me for a few weeks. About 1 1/2 weeks ago it really started acting up. I was not sure at all what it was so yesterday my wonderful Dr Turnbo squeezed me into his busy schedule to take a look at it.

I left work leaving 1/2 of a diet big K cola and the rest of my fish oil tablets on my desk and told them "I'll be back in a bit." Well, it didn't happen like that. When the dr saw it he decided that it needed to be surgically removed. He put me in the hospital and within hours I was put under and the evil area removed. They sent it off to be evaluated and I should know something in the next couple of weeks, I hope.

I got home about 2 hours ago and was I ever glad to see Annie and Sophie. Sophie would not stop smelling my clothes. She was funny cause she would stand on her back legs and sniff as long as her legs would hold up, then she would repeat it.

I will go to the surgeon's office next week to have the stitches removed and hopefully my medical drama crap will be over for a while. I tell ya, that turning 50 has kicked my arse! I am however thankful that it was a relatively easy surgery and all came out OK. I will be able to return to work tomorrow and maybe, just maybe life can be somewhat normal for a while.

Feedin' Time

Our neighbors, Mr and Mrs Cannon, are out of town for a funeral in Michigan. They asked Joe if he would feed the critters while they were gone. He was happy to oblige. I tagged along this morning with camera in tow.

JR is their dog. He is the protector of the farm. He is old and gentle and very sweet. Joe gave him twice the amount of food that he usually gets because he was hungry and it is cold outside.







Then onto the herd of cats!









We checked the pigeons, they had plenty of food and water.



Now onto the cows. This is Kid. He is 22 years old. All you have to do is ask him if he is hungry and he nods his head. It is so precious.



This is some of what Kid and the other cows eat.



Mr Cannon buys bread and bread items from the day old bread store. Strange huh? But they love it.





This little one gets some too.







There are four more down here to feed. Two of them get grain because they will be on our dinner table in a few weeks or months. I'm not sure.







Yum yum!





Just about then the rooster started crowing.





We made sure they had enough food and water. One was laying an egg. I rudely went in the henhouse and took pictures.



I even used the flash!



I was quick to get out of there though. I have memories of Mam-Maw and Pa-Paw's chickens when I had to collect the eggs and they were not good memories!

After everyone was fed it was time to come home and feed ourselves. Stephanie had stayed back at home and by the time we got back she had made the bisquits and gravy. All I had to do was fry the sausage and make the scrambled eggs (fresh eggs at that). It was a delicious breakfast and a really great way to start the day. Joe and I have talked about building a chicken coop and we might still. Those fresh eggs were absolutely delicious! Makes me think long and hard about having chickens ourselves. Just have to make sure the coyotes couldn't get them. This neck of the woods has a lot of coyotes.