Rt Free

Rt is up at his grandparents house today. Gran Gran came and got him yesterday and they will return him tomorrow. Can we say, fabulous? I mean, what does one do at home without a child around? It has been so long, I can’t recall.

Now, hubby and I have gone on two wonderful vacations and a few weekend getaways since Rt was born, but we have never been home while he isn’t here. Here is a list of things I have done since yesterday:

watched tv
went out to dinner with hubby
woke up early, but stayed in bed
ate breakfast in peace
watched tv
paid bills
went on a walk with hubs
tried to install child proof lock in kitchen, failed
went to gas station, bank, grocery store, sprint store and cost plus
ate lunch in peace

and

after I write my post, I am off to the yard to prune the rose bushes.

and

tonight we are going to see a long movie.

and

tomorrow, the world is once again my oyster. let’s just hope I can sleep past 6:45am

e

8 years ago today……….

8 years ago today, I made the biggest move of my life.

8 years ago today, hubby and I got caught in a snow storm in Vega, Texas. (pop 880)

We spent the night on a floor of a church while our UHaul was stuck in the snow.
We spent our only $50 in cash on a tow truck.
We watched “The Postman” alongside the mayor of the town.
It was -2 degrees on the bank sign down the street.
The Baptist church was full, so they opened up the Methodist church just for us.

We sent the church a $50 check along with a picture of us in front of Alcatraz.
We never heard from the church, but our check was cashed.

We had only spent 12 days together before I moved to CA to be with him

8 years ago today.

e

8 years ago today……….

8 years ago today, I made the biggest move of my life.

8 years ago today, hubby and I got caught in a snow storm in Vega, Texas. (pop 880)

We spent the night on a floor of a church while our UHaul was stuck in the snow.
We spent our only $50 in cash on a tow truck.
We watched “The Postman” alongside the mayor of the town.
It was -2 degrees on the bank sign down the street.
The Baptist church was full, so they opened up the Methodist church just for us.

We sent the church a $50 check along with a picture of us in front of Alcatraz.
We never heard from the church, but our check was cashed.

We had only spent 12 days together before I moved to CA to be with him

8 years ago today.

e

Vanilla Diet Coke Please

Rt and I got out of the house this afternoon after he got up from his nap. There is something about Friday afternoons that are so dragging. Whether it’s been a great week or a trying one, Friday afternoons are the last lap to the finish line. Once his nap is over, there is a good 2-3 hour time span to find something constructive to do before the weekend starts in our home. So, today, I thought we should get out and drive around a bit.

First stop, Sprint. I got a BlueTooth for Christmas without realizing my phone is not compatible with BlueTooth. Could they have told me that when I purchased it last summer? That would have impacted my decision to buy the darn phone. Actually, BlueTooth wasn’t apart of my vocab at the time, so big loss on my part. Anyway, since I bought my phone last summer, I didn’t qualify for a discount on a compatible phone, so I spent $64 on an adapter for the BlueTooth which cost me more than the BlueTooth did. Do I feel cheated? YES! Do I have another choice right now? No. So Happy Friday to Me, I can use my BlueTooth now! Hey you! Call me.

To celebrate my hoe hum purchase, Rt and I went to the one and only Sonic drive-in in town. It’s connected to a gas station, so you order in the back, then pull into the “car wash” to pick up your order. Definitely an odd setup, but I’ll take it! I haven’t lived near a Sonic in 10 years, so when this one opened, I was one of the first ones there. They are supposed to open one closer to my house, but they haven’t even broken ground yet. So, for now, I will just get in the car, drive across town and have something constructive to do until I go off-duty.

Happy Friday!

e

Mites, Schmites

Just thinking about them makes me cringe. I happen to catch a segment on Rachel Ray the other day regarding dust mites. The woman on there was talking about what you can do to prevent mites entering your pillows and mattresses. First off, she said you should only have a mattress for 5-7 years before it is deemed unhealthy in the mite department. For pillows, she said 2-3 years. She even weighed a new pillow at 3 lbs, then weighed the same kind of pillow, 3 years old and it weighed 3.8 lbs. 8 ounces of DUST MITE POOP! Vomit right now please.

Now, I have heard of these dust mites in the past. I have even had a terrible run in with bird mites. I’ll have to save that for another post, but can we say they were on our phone (in our LA duplex), then got into our hair! Double vomit. Double shower. Anywho, I knew about mites. I have even vacuumed our old mattress before thinking it would actually make any mite that may have been in there disappear. Have you ever lifted a mattress and come to find the thing weighs A WHOLE HELL OF A LOT and it hadn’t at purchase?? Well, it just might be the secret poop deposits inside your mattress.

Since moving to our house, we have been able to upgrade to a new bed. Woo hoo! What do you think we did with the old bed? Yep, moved it into our guest room. What, you don’t ever want to come and stay at our house? The pillows are brand new, so don’t freak out too much. I have no hard evidence that anything resides in there, but I can only imagine. Actually, I did a thorough check of our mattress back in LA when I was attacked by baby spiders on a nightly bases while sleeping. Did they ever venture over to hubby’s side and bite his ass? Nope, just me, all of me. I ended up wearing bugs spray to bed to keep them at bay. Once again, another post. Point is, I was on the floor checking out every area or outlet those freakin spiders could have come from. So, I am quite familiar with the underside of our bed.

After watching this segment on mites I thought about how many times I washed my sheets, that I should be washing them on HOT in order to kill anything that happened to be clinging to them. I am usually a WARM washer doing my part to save the earth, but EWWWW! I also thought about how many times I washed my pillows. Um, can we say NEVER? Why haven’t I EVER washed my pillows??? Down comforter, check, decorative bed pillow cases, check, good grief, NEVER! So, I spent all day yesterday washing my goose down pillows in COLD (label instructions) It was a disaster. The pillows retained so much water from the washer, it took me forever to squeeze the water out. Then, they took forever to dry. I have had to run the dryer twice TODAY just to get the wet feather smell out. Ugh!

Hopefully in the future I will have better luck at keeping things around here mite free. I should just purchase some dust mite covers and call it a day.

One great tip I did learn from all of this is to add two tennis balls to the dryer while drying your pillows. You are supposed to have fluffier pillows as a result! However, I wouldn’t know this. Rt was by my side while drying the pillows, so the demand for the tennis balls won out.

e

The Double D

Now, don’t think I am crass. I wouldn’t post a bra size as a title to a post, but it does look very suggestive, doesn’t it? I am really taking about what I used to call the best invention or the best concoction in the world.

It all started back in college when most weekend mornings, and even some weekday mornings were a tad too hard to get the body moving. The one and only device that got me and a number of my friends back into the mainstream was the double d: Diet Coke and Doritos. mmmm. Just thinking about it makes me want a chip. I am currently finishing my one diet coke of the day, so I am halfway there. I don’t know what made the duo work so well in the early/late mornings, but it was heavenly and might I add, REALLY GOOD FOR YOU. I guess we could have done a lot worse. Diet Coke, at the time, was like water to us and Doritos were just another thing you could buy with the change from under the sofa cushions.

Now, that reminds me of when my best friend CeCe and I lived together sophomore year in an apartment off campus. We would truly take apart the living room looking for loose change for a quick trip up to 7-11. We would buy the ‘ol staples with a Ziploc baggy of change. And if I am not mistaken, GAS was also purchased with this same pile of loot. In college, I never bought more than $5 worth of gas at one time. What was the point? I didn’t have much cash to begin with and where was I going to drive? Everything and everyplace we needed to be was right down the street. I swear, we could have closed our eyes and drove straight and hit every hot spot in town. Now, we didn’t ever do so, but it was possible, I bet.

Speaking of cars and CeCe. One time in this luxurious apartment, CeCe’s pimpin jeep was broken in to. They took the stereo, maybe some speakers, not sure what else, but it was truly devastating. The next day, she needed to head back home, all of 30 miles, to go to dinner with her parents. We decided she shouldn’t drive her car due to the break in, but to take mine for safety reasons. So, off CeCe went, and off to our photography class I went. Not more than 50 feet down this same straight street, the WHEEL flew off the car and bounced its way down the road all the way to the 7-11. I wasn’t that fabulous with a stick to begin with, but now only having 3 tires to work with and leaning down and to the left didn’t help matters. Somehow, I managed to pull off onto the side of the road. (luckily you could only drive 30 mph anywhere in our college town, so I wasn’t in too much danger) A nice man pulled over as well in front of me and said he thought I might need some help when he saw a tire whiz past him. All in all, the lug nuts or something like that had been taken off the car during the break in and placed back on without much tightening from our dear ‘ol friend Jay.
Needless to say, one needs to use a wrench to tightened said lug nuts in order for the wheel to remain on the car.

Point to all this rambling? I thank the stars above I made it out of college with a continued love for the double d and several fabulous friends to remind myself that I once was a wild child.

Now if I can just prevent MY child from doing anything like his mother OR father did, then we should make out ALRIGHT! ……………………………….ha

e

If we all could pick our nose freely…..

We all would be more open with each other.

If we all could trash the kitchen with a smile on our face…

We would all have a better frame of mind.

If we all had our own cubby hole…..

Life would be such a cozy place.

These are my cousin/cousin-in-law’s twin boys. They are a hoot and such lookers.

efa

If we all could pick our nose freely…..

We all would be more open with each other.

If we all could trash the kitchen with a smile on our face…

We would all have a better frame of mind.

If we all had our own cubby hole…..

Life would be such a cozy place.

These are my cousin/cousin-in-law’s twin boys. They are a hoot and such lookers.

efa

Sanitizer ‘R Us

How did we ever get by without this golden goop? I am not sure when they actually created it or made it available to the mass market, but it has come in handy in our homestead more than once. You see, germs are everywhere. Now, I am a firm believer of building up an immune system to help prevent major sickness in the future, but you have to protect yourself where you can. The amount of germs out there or the abundance of opportunity to obtain these germs is so easy. So, I to try prevent where possible. I even have one of those shopping cart covers for trips to the store.

What was it like for our parents when they raised us? How many playdates/playgroups did they attend per week? How many book studies and MOPS meetings were available back in the day? My family lived in NC for the first 7 years of my life. We didn’t have any family around. I think I recall having a group of friends to play with, but most of our socializing was through my brother’s sporting events. My point is, I don’t think we were around as many kids as Rt and I are in a day/week/month. I can’t imagine going through the winter “sick” season without actually getting sick and I don’t just mean Rt, I am including myself as well. So, every time I can remember to do so, I give myself and Rt a squirt of sanitizer after each social outing just to be extra cautious. You never know when the kid is going to be eating something with his his hands, so you have to beat him to the punch.

However, there was this one time when Rt and I were in the docs office getting a checkup and he put his hand on the doorknob, licked his hand, then placed it back on the doorknob. I looked at the doc in disgust and he said “Worst case, diarrhea”. And what sickness came of it? NADA NOTHING NO DICE. It must be due to his fabulous immune system…

Happy squirting!

e

Sanitizer ‘R Us

How did we ever get by without this golden goop? I am not sure when they actually created it or made it available to the mass market, but it has come in handy in our homestead more than once. You see, germs are everywhere. Now, I am a firm believer of building up an immune system to help prevent major sickness in the future, but you have to protect yourself where you can. The amount of germs out there or the abundance of opportunity to obtain these germs is so easy. So, I to try prevent where possible. I even have one of those shopping cart covers for trips to the store.

What was it like for our parents when they raised us? How many playdates/playgroups did they attend per week? How many book studies and MOPS meetings were available back in the day? My family lived in NC for the first 7 years of my life. We didn’t have any family around. I think I recall having a group of friends to play with, but most of our socializing was through my brother’s sporting events. My point is, I don’t think we were around as many kids as Rt and I are in a day/week/month. I can’t imagine going through the winter “sick” season without actually getting sick and I don’t just mean Rt, I am including myself as well. So, every time I can remember to do so, I give myself and Rt a squirt of sanitizer after each social outing just to be extra cautious. You never know when the kid is going to be eating something with his his hands, so you have to beat him to the punch.

However, there was this one time when Rt and I were in the docs office getting a checkup and he put his hand on the doorknob, licked his hand, then placed it back on the doorknob. I looked at the doc in disgust and he said “Worst case, diarrhea”. And what sickness came of it? NADA NOTHING NO DICE. It must be due to his fabulous immune system…

Happy squirting!

e