I played hookie and it was fun

Yesterday I had one of the opportunities to pull my " I am the manager" entitlement and take an unscheduled paid day off. 

We tried last Wednesday to go to Water Country with my nephew but received the phone call about his great-grandfather being ill and needing to rush to Ohio. They did get two days with him before he passed.

 Then we decided to go this Tuesday but he was accepted to another school at the last minute and had to register that day and then it rained and was cool the rest of the day. Two days that my plans were ruined.

Friday called for rain but when we woke up it was sunshiny and beautiful. After a few quick phone calls and few errands, off we went to Water Country. We had a great fun and relaxing day.

 What a way to end the summer!

Tags: life, hookie, water country

Let's do the twist....

This evening after work we decided to ride on up to Busch Gardens and see two of the shows we have missed this year. One of them in Germany and the other in France. We missed part of Germany but saw enough to be satisfied. We did see the France American Jukebox which was very good. The highlight of the evening was Chubby Checkers. He was there as part of the summer sock hop series of concerts. We were not going for the purpose of seeing him because we thought the amphitheater would be packed. We slipped in about twenty-five minutes before the concert . We are able to get handicap seats because my father has his new scooter ( more on that later). The concert was great. Not only because of Chubby but this was music my parents grew up on so it was neat to see them enjoying it, especially my father. He is from the North and from an emotionless family. They never show emotion or express emotions. I was able to position myself to watch not only Chubby but my father also. He was singing along and his legs were just a thumping to the beat and he was smiling and thoroughly enjoying the music. All of this coming from a man that we had asked one hour before if he wanted to go to the concert and he said, " No I like his music but I don't do concerts." This also from a man for the past twenty years has let my mother go and do with whomever but not him. He would be on his couch watching television and as long as he knew she was ok, he was fine. That is until he was diagnosed with COPD and was given a scooter. The COPD has subsided but he has new freedom in his scooter. He scoots everywhere we go now, everywhere. He took his scooter to Cosco and spent over a hundred dollars by himself on himself. He takes his scooter to Water Country so he can watch my nephew ( his only grandchild). That scooter is his new found friend and freedom. All I can say is WOW! I never thought in a million years he would ride up with us to Busch for dinner and a concert, never , never, never.

On the down note of the evening. The lady in the scooter that was next to me had some serious body odor. That is why I had to position myself so that I saw my father and Chubby. She smelled like a wet musty dog. It took a long time to figure the odor out because it was familiar. It was familiar because that is what the SPCA here smells like. Oh my goodness it was horrible. I could not move, the place was packed. I tried to turn my nose away from her but then she would move. Oh my! How I was able to get through the concert was beyond me . Even when I got in the car , the smell was in my nose. Don't you hate that? Then I was thinking I had the body odor but I checked and my Secret Powder Fresh was still kicking. My mom tried to defend her and said she might have a disease that makes her have body odor and not to be mean. I wasn't mean. I did not say it to her. I did tell my mom that since she had such a good spirit that when it happened again, that seat was hers and I will sit by my dad. I think that is fair.

Aside from the odor, it was a pleasant evening.

Tags: life, concert, dad, scooter

Strange Post.... I am being attacked

I am being attacked by mosquitoes and fleas. Strange I know. I go to visit my nephew daily and he loves and wants to play outside. One problem it is dusk and prime feeding time for mosquitoes. I think they have an intercom system to let their colony know that there is an " All You Can Eat Buffet" in the front yard in the form of a pudgy 35 year old female. My nephew rarely gets bit. His parents rarely get bit but oh boy they here me coming five miles away. They only bite me on the legs though which is where I do not have any perfume or scented lotions. Last week I put repellent on my legs and you could see the five mosquitoes swarming around my head.  I can't explain it. I am a mosquito magnet.

Yesterday we decided to stay in the house and I felt I was getting bit by something. I look down and it is a flea. They do have a cat. I do have a cat. My cat does not have fleas. He is an indoor cat and if I see one sign of a flea he gets a flea treatment. My sister's response, I havn't had any problems, insects just must like you. Well thanks, I can not find a man but I can attract insects. That is an ego booster.

Today's fiasco's.  I stopped by nephew's house for five minutes to visit him. In that five minutes I was bit by a mosquito twice. I had left my car door open knowing I was only going to stay a minute. When I shut the doors I discovered, not one, not two but three mosquitoes in my car. YESSSS! In my car. This evening , sitting right here at the computer I felt something biting me on my arm and yes it was a mosquito in the house. I was flabbergasted. My mom pipes up, They never bite twice. I do not know where she has heard that fairy tale because the little mosquito was smooshed a minute later as he was biting my other arm. I feel like I am being bit all over and am itchy. I know that is my imagination but can you blame me.

I read they are attracted to CO2 and lactic acid. I must be full of both, who knows. I know that repellent works but I dont want to smell like the repellent the rest of the evening. That is gross! Any suggestions?

Why did God create mosquitoes? Were they part of the curse? If so, what have I done so bad to keep being attacked.

R.I. P.  August 16, 2008

 

 

Tags: life, strange, mosquitoes

Reality on the scale

I finally made it to a WW meeting and weigh-in . I was ready to face reality but not that much reality. From July 3 to August 8, I have gained 9.6 pounds. Holy moly! How did I do that?

I have had a few days to do some thinking and soul searching and I don't want to be the fat girl all my life. Since I weighed in I have felt like the big fat slob no matter what I was wearing. I don't want to be this way, I want to be strong and healthy.

So far since Thursday I have done ok but I am already out of my weekly flexpoints. Oh well, I will succeed.

The positive side of this: I am still down 14 pounds but am a long ways from that 25 pound mark I was at a few months ago.

I will succeed, I will succeed.

Tags: life, weight gain

I finally got an inch of motivation

Well I felt myself getting the blues with so many unknowns going on right now. All last week I mentally wanted to go to the Y but would fall asleep on the recliner about 9ish or would tell myself my body needed rest. Last night I did it again. Tonight I headed in the same mode but made my big lazy booty get up and go to the Y. I only did the elliptical for 10 minutes and the strength training for 10 minutes. But that was better than 20 minutes in the recliner. I have to say that my spirit is better now too. See getting that little inch of motivation perked me up and will hopefully pull me out of the blues.

Tags: life, exercise

Dedication

I was just reminded of a very special day tomorrow for two of my very special friends, Mike and Jen over at Noodlenest.

HAPPY 17th ANNIVERSARY!

17 Years ago we had just graduated high school

17 Years ago you had just had Trevor, I remember the morning phone call from Jen. She made me sit down to hear that she had a boy but if I believe right we knew you were having a boy. When you said sit down I was thinking you had twins.

17 Years ago we thought we had all the answers

17 Years ago you took your vows while most of us headed to off to college

17 Years ago the odds were against you according to opinions

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17 Years later you proved odds and opinions wrong

17 Years later you are still in love and more in love than ever

17 Years later you have been through the richer and poorer and the sickness and in health and are still happily married

17 Years later you are a role model too all couples

17 Years later you have three beautiful kids

17 Years later you are on the path to a great life in the ministry together

CONGRATULATIONS! I LOVE YOU GUYS!

I pray your marriage continues to grow and that when we are  88 I will be posting another blog about your 70th anniversary.

 

 

 

 

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