Thursday, February 26, 2009
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Sunday, February 22, 2009
He stood like a champ as I washed all the debris out I could see, and trimmed the hair from around the wound. I packed it with an aloe salve, covered it with 4x4's, and wrapped it with green adhesive bandage. He looks a little ridiculous. Big white horse with a green collar on. I'm hoping the other horses will leave his bandage alone. Tucker, the big sorrel I have, likes to play tug-of-war. I hope he doesn't grab Buck's bandage.
Tonight I'll give Buck a shot of penecillin and a tetanus booster, and I think he'll be fine.
Then, last night, my husband though he would give puppy a piece of meatball. Cricket was all for the idea, and scarfed the meat down without chewing it. I hear something a second later, and here she's writhing on the ground, choking. I snatched her up and squeezed her chest, then swung her towards the ground, hoping centrifugal force would pull the meat out. Luckily, it did.
Man, two heart-attacks in two days. I thought weekends were supposed to be relaxing?
Can't wait till Monday...
I also wanted to note, I've gotten almost 6k words down in the past day and a half. Hooyah, baby!
Friday, February 20, 2009
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Thanks for the advice girls, but I think I'm beginning to kick this thing. Last year I had 'Walking Bronchitis'. Yeah, that's what the doctor called it, so she put me on antibiotics, and it kicked it within a couple days. I had a few of those pills left over (I know, I know, don't yell at me. I know I'm supposed to take them all!) and started taking them yesterday, and I can really tell a difference today. With the way the weather has been, it's no wonder everybody is sick. Everywhere I went today, people were coughing just like I was, some even worse.
I can not wait for Spring!
My sister-in-law surfs the net even more than I do , I think, and she found this cool website that has famous authors offices on it. It's really funny to see how similar, and dissimilar, everybody is. I think Jennifer Crusie needs SERIOUS help. I don't know how she works in that!
My favorite office belongs to Lisa Kleypas. Simply Beautiful!
Which is your favorite?
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
I'll try to be more creative tomorrow.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Friday, February 13, 2009
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Monday, February 9, 2009
Friday, February 6, 2009
When my son was born in '02, we went out and bought a tape recorder. That was about 1 month before they released the digital ones, of course. We used that recorder a lot, but it got buried in the closet when we got our digital cameras, which could record movies as well. The new cameras are 1/3 of the size of the tape recorder, so they got more use. Honestly, I thought the old recorder was gone. I had not seen it for a couple years. My husband found it the other day. It seemed like somebody was giving us a message as we began finding tapes, as well, one after another in totally different places. So, for the past week, we've been going over the tapes and ooohing and ahhhing over what we found. Last night I found the very first tape we ever made with the camera, which included footage of my brand-new baby son. Eight years after the fact, seeing his round little cheeks and pearly little teeth still made me tear up. My son was one of the un-lucky ones, in that he got chicken pox from the baby-sitters before he was a year old. (chicken pox immunizations are after 1 yr). His poor little pepperoni face. I actually had problems enrolling him in school, because his immunization chart did not have the pox shot on it. I told them twenty times that the poor boy had already had chicken pox, but they kept sending me letters that I was in violation of Ky state statute# blah, blah, blah. I finally tracked the lady down sending me the letters, and showed her the picture above. "Oh," she said stupidly. "Well I was only doing my job." Yea, whatever lady.
Back to the original point. The movies. I had forgotten that his little face was not the only place he had the sores. They were all over his little bod. And I had captured it all on video tape. As well as him trying to eat the cat by the tail, peeing in the swimming pool, and mudrunning in his walker with his brand new tennis shoes. I also found footage of bringing Moose, the mini, home. Annie, our 10 year old dog, was bright and lively in the film. Now age is beginning to tell on her, and her bones are too tired to be bright and lively anymore. I don't think it's going to be long before the tapes are all we have of her.
That is why the tapes are so important. Digital is wonderful and amazing, but for me, you cannot replace physical pictures. Now that I've seen the tapes, I can probably put them away for a couple of years before nostalgia urges me to get them out again.
I told my husband that I'm going to continue to use the recorder, because we still have brand new tapes yet to be used. I don't know why they seem more precious to me, but they do. My husband asked me several days ago what I would want to take from a burning house. Without hesitation, I told him my pictures. Of family and friends, and every important event that ever happened.
Those are my riches.
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Okay, first off the picture was small, and I thought this was a woman. Oh well, the basic idea is the same.
I am swimming in paperwork.
And, the kids are home again today, of course. 8 days and counting.
Friday, hubby and I have an appointment to get our taxes worked on. What a mess. He travels for work, and for the past several years he's worked at least a few months of the year in Canada. Enough that he has his own Canadian id number. Woohoo. Anyway, the company pays the taxes, but we still have to account for them on our taxes. No H and R Block this year. Then he has Georgetown tax, and Scott county tax that needs to be amended for the past two years to account for the Canada tax.
What a nasty mess. I HATE taxes.
Then we sold a vehicle the other day, a jeep, and man is Ky making the money. My tag was paid up until 12-09, but somehow I still owed $30 in tax. The guy that bought the truck needed to pay tax on top of mine to December, and it was several hundred dollars. So basically, Ky is getting double the tax for this year for the vehicle.
How is that right?
I can only shake my head and grit my teeth as I write out the checks I guess. The only good part is we should be getting a hefty chunk back from taxes, so hopefully all the headache will be worth it.
Sunday, February 1, 2009
The kids have those lime green dishes, with handles on the sides and a small hole in the front, where a rope can be tied. I attached a nylon rope to the dish, then to the back of my 4 wheeler. We've never tried this before, so I was very gentle as I took off with my eight yo. He screamed and hollered, so I went a little faster, and it was a blast. The line was long enough he was not getting pelted with snow, and when I made the turn at the bottom of the hill the centifugal force actually made the sled go faster than I was, making us run side by side for a while. As we're doing this, my husband is running around on the other bike spraying us with snow. It was a blast. When my daughter got on the dish, I went a lot slower, and the Pom was chasing after her as fast as she could. That dog ran as far as I rode today, which was a long ways. My daughter loved sledding, and did not want to get off. If I pulled them just fast enough, it was almost like water skiing, and the ruts in the snow were like the waves. Both kids balanced themselves perfectly, and only my son took a couple of tumbles.
Well, till Daddy got on.
At 35, my husband is just an overgrown child, and he wanted his turn. Of course, I went as fast as I dared, until I finally dumped him at the bottom of the hill when I went in for the turn. But that was not enough to discourage him though. I would have given my right leg to have my camera in my hands when he pulled the mastiff into his arms, and told me, "Go, go, go!"
I took off and got about 5 feet before the line snapped. That small nylon cord was not made to withstand 400lbs of force.
After the line snapped, my husband had to find other mischief. I found him doing donuts on the upper pond. The temperature is hovering in the 40's now, and I knew the pond would not support him, but would he listen? Of course not. Within 5 minutes all four tires were a foot underwater, and he was calling out, "Uh, Honey?" There is a reason why my bike is the only one that carries tow straps. I'm the only one that tows. That is my job in this marriage, to rescue my husband.
Once we got everybody in the house and dry, we settled down on the bed to get warm and watch some old baby videos. The kids were embarrassed, because every other scene they seemed to be doing something funny-naked. Yes, we did have clothes for our kids, they just never seemed to wear them. Even though there were a lot of groans and giggles and gripes as they watched the tape, I think everybody had fun. I know I did.