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Showing posts with label Friday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Friday. Show all posts

Friday, May 29

Mi a more

10:51 am Friday 5/20/20

In a little while I’m leaving to drop two bags off at Goodwill and take the puppy for her first check up. I text them when I arrive and they come out and get her and I wait in the car. Then I’m bring the puppy home and going to Costco to buy some tomato plants for my garden plot. The garden just opened for use today so maybe I’ll go plant tomorrow. 

Friday, March 6

Laugh a lot

6:26 am

Sipping my second cup of coffee with milk and cinnamon looking out the front window at the hazy gloomy sky. At least it’s Friday. At least it’s Friday. 


4:08. Due to my weak immune system and the fact I catch colds and flus and everything frequently I’m more than a little nervous of the spread of the corona virus. I’ve been trying to be extra careful and washing my hands thoroughly several times a day at school. SO many germs are at schools.

We’re going to the Huntley legion fish fry later and then coming home to watch Real Time with Bill Maher on HBO. We are not partners, drinkers or night owls at all. I almost never have an alcoholic drink and Michael less than me. Life is exciting enough. I’m six try now and trying to stay as healthy as possible and take care of myself inside and outside. Great anti-aging creams.  best foundation Best primer product

Friday, February 28

Quiet day

This is a school district in-service day and I took the day off. I’m still congested, tired, burned out and glum. Still no progress with my daughter who hasn’t been talking to any of us since Christmas ( none of us did or said anything. There was no incident or confrontation.) Its very worrisome, frustrating aggravating. I have been in angst for many weeks now. 
The situation with Mike’s mom continues to get worse. She is depressed, angry, unwilling to do or participate in anything, help herself.Her PET scan is next Thursday but since her initial diagnosis of lung cancer she’s just given up. If the PET scan shows it has spread it will only make things worse. I wouldn’t be surprised if she refuses treatment. 



Mike is getting ready to leave for work. I have to take my clarinet over to Les in Streamwood to fix my pinkie key problem. I couldn’t see to fix it myself. I may go to the pool and sauna and steam myself. All these news reports of the corona virus spreading are concerning. I have a weak immune system anyway and don’t need more stuff to catch #pandemic. I’m glad I’m retiring and in a bunch of schools all the time. 





Friday, February 21

And now it’s here

As has been the case the last couple weeks I’m dragging, slow and sleepy this morning wanting to go curl up under the covers and sleep a couple more hours. I put my gents ya in eye drops in this morning and now I’m feeling pain behind the left eyeball. That’s the one that had the detached retina. Not good. Maybe the drops are doing something in there. Probably ought to see an ophthalmologist.....I haven’t gone for a couple years. I just got so freakin sick of doctors after the stem cell transplant.

I need to go prep my lunch & coffee travel mug to take in my car with me for lunch. And get dressed and do my hair and makeup. I am so not in to this. There is a gloom weighing me down. BUT gotta do it to keep my job, not get in trouble, keep getting paid, snap out of it.

Monday, February 17

(Temporary Backup) Dragging to Friday

I am so relieved today is Friday. I’m still feeling drug out, tired and congested from the bad flu I had a couple weeks ago. This time of year is always the same- cold, gloomy, overcast and lots of kids and school staff sick and trying to survive until spring. I did order and receive some packets of zinnia zinnias nd morning glory seeds to plant as soon as spring arrives.  I had bought some hyacinth bulbs that bloomed but we’re kind of shitty and fell over and died so I threw them out. 

I just put a pork roast in the crockpot with seasoning to cook all day. Later when I get home I’ll shred it apart with two forks and add some Open Pit barbecue sauce . Last weekend at the anniversary party they had lots of food but I really liked the pulled pork sliders so I’m trying to make that.
OPEN PIY


Wednesday afternoon I made meatballs in the oven, mashed potatoes, corn , brocolli and also made some vegetable soup with some of the browned ground beef. Yesterday afternoon I doctored the soup up with more stuff and made dinner rolls to go with it so we had soup and fresh rolls for supper.

I still haven’t spoken to my older daughter. I’ve decided I have enough to take care of and I am not going to put up with her verbal abuse. I am guessing her new fibromyalgia medicine has triggered it but nothing excuses her behavior. You teach people how to treat you. Next weekend I’m going to go see my other daughter and grandsons. I haven’t seen them since before Christmas. 

Friday, February 14

Very cold this morning

Right now it’s -10 degrees outside. It’s supposed to be super cold all day. I’m feeling very sleep drunk and trying to snap out of it and wake up. Mike got me two bunches of flowers, chocolate and a gigantic card for Valentine’s Day #Valentinesday.  Usually he gets nothing or some lame silly card. After he completely ignored our twentieth anniversary and my sixtieth birthday--- a few months later after it kept eating at me how uncaring and insensitive he was I told him how much his lack of caring hurt me. Now he’s kind of going overboard but it actually seems forced, phony and insincere. I got him nothing. I guess you’re damned if you do and damned if you don’t but I’m still hurting. You can’t just erase it like marker on a dry- erase board. It’s still there.

Gotta go get ready for work.



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2:28
I got done at work early due to the valentine parties. I stopped at the store and then came home. It doesn’t seem so cold now. When I got home I made some spaghetti sauce and a yellow cake. Okay I’m trying to be nice for Valentine’s Day.

I’m depressed about the situation with Samantha and also about Annette’s cancer diagnosis. Mike got her oncologist appointment moved up to next Tuesday and he’s going with his mother.  Having been a reporter for years, he asks many great questions at a medical appointments, takes precise notes and has lots of experience being a cancer patient advocate. God knows he’s been through all the crazy bullshit with my cancer crap #cancersurvivor, #cancersucks, #cancerwarrior, #ihatecancer. He has several small wire bound reporters’ notebooks recording all my appointments and test results dating back to 2008.  I’m really glad that he’s going with her to ask questions and record information.

I’m waiting for the two cake layers to cool then I’ll frosting and assemble it. The spaghetti sauce is simmering on low.

Okay the cake is done. It looks good. The sauce is done. I turned it off because I don’t want the bottom to burn. I’ll go clean up the kitchen in a bit. I’ve had a mild sore throat and hoarseness all week. It’s impossible to rest my voice and not speak. I still have some residual congestion in my bronchial tubes and occasional cough but I feel it’s getting better little by little. You have to count your blessings, not your sorrows and have a grateful heart. 
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5:51 I am feeling great heartache over my daughter cutting off the family. I can’t even check on my granddaughters. It just came out of the blue over Christmas. We don't have any idea why in the hell she’s acting this way or what on earth could possibly have happened for her to act this way. It really really hurts and worries me. I try to tell myself that it will all unfold and come out and be okay eventually but that doesn’t help. I’m sick with worry. I hope seeing my younger daughter and the kids tomorrow helps.

Friday, February 7

Dragging to Friday

I am so relieved today is Friday. I’m still feeling drug out, tired and congested from the bad flu I had a couple weeks ago. This time of year is always the same- cold, gloomy, overcast and lots of kids and school staff sick and trying to survive until spring. I did order and receive some packets of zinnia and morning glory seeds to plant as soon as spring arrives.  I had bought some hyacinth bulbs that bloomed but were kind of shitty and fell over and died so I threw them out. 

I just put a pork roast in the crockpot with seasoning to cook all day. Later when I get home I’ll shred it apart with two forks and add some Open Pit barbecue sauce . Last weekend at the anniversary party they had lots of food but I really liked the pulled pork sliders so I’m trying to make that.
OPEN PIT


Wednesday afternoon I made meatballs in the oven, mashed potatoes, corn , brocolli and also made some vegetable soup with some of the browned ground beef. Yesterday afternoon I doctored the soup up with more stuff and made dinner rolls to go with it so we had soup and fresh rolls for supper.

I still haven’t spoken to my older daughter. I’ve decided I have enough to take care of and I am not going to put up with her verbal abuse. I am guessing her new fibromyalgia medicine has triggered it but nothing excuses her behavior. You teach people how to treat you. Next weekend I’m going to go see my other daughter and grandsons. I haven’t seen them since before Christmas. 

Friday, January 31

You just gotta keep swimming no matter what

So I’m feeling pretty heart sick and angst filled. My oldest daughter hasn’t been talking to any of us since Christmas. It seemed like one day things were okay and the next day she completely cut everybody off so finally yesterday I kept texting her and calling her and texted her husband. Later in the afternoon she sent me an angry hateful cussing rant text. She has gone completely off her rocker. I’ve also been worried for her two young daughters. She evidently has started on some new strong dose of Cymbalta for her fibromyalgia and is trying to cut out all stress and anxiety but it’s obviously making her a crazy bitch. I’ve read up on it and adverse side effects can be anger, hostility, aggression and increased depression.  I’m just going to leave her alone and not contact her anymore. I will never forgive her for what she said. Karma is a bitch. She’ll wake up and realize at some point but I’m done and I’m really hurting. She’s thirty seven and I have to trust things will eventually be okay. It’s very hard and hurts though. I am really sad.

Friday, January 10

The storm approaches

5:38pm Friday.

I’ve been home for a while. I have spaghetti sauce with meatballs simmering on the stove. The furnace just kicked in -nice since I just got out of the shower and am sitting here in my pajamas with wet hair. Mike isn’t home from work yet so I haven’t boiled the spaghetti noodles yet. This is leftover sauce from several days ago. I doctored it up and added meatballs I made last night.

Friday, January 3

It’s always some thing

So we took Mike’s 2010 Chevy Tahoe in this morning to a different mechanic place here in Huntley for an oil change and a quick once over check. We have used one other mechanic place since we moved here last March. Fine. We planned to pick it up in an hour or so then take it to Lake Geneva for our little two-night holiday  treat getaway. The mechanic just called saying it’s unsafe to drive and the ball joints, bearings and tires all desperately need replaced. We’ve been hearing some strange friction grinding sound for a while. The other mechanic who checked it said it was fine. What the hell? SO we’re leaving it to get the repairs ($$$$$) and taking my new Kia Sorento that now has 32,000 miles on it. I love my car.  But now, of course, we take the hit with this friggin Tahoe expense.  Like Rosanne Rosannadanna said “ It’s always something....”.




It’s very hazy and overcast out today and there’s an icy mist in the air. I always feel better when the sun is out. I’m fussy that way.  I’ve decided for my new year resolution to try to be more positive, be less sensitive and not let people and things get under my skin. Every one has a story I may not know about, so why let peoples’s bullshit get to me?  Ignore, bypass, sidestep, overlook, LET IT GO. This too shall pass. Put sensitive Suzy back in her box. Mike always tells me I need to toughen up and get a thicker skin. I get most offended by those insensitive thick- skinned rhinos roaming about. Do I need to be a rhino too?

I’ve had this feeling the last couple weeks that something big is going to happen but I don’t know what it is. Some big event, tragedy, death..... don’t know what it is but I can still feel it in my gut.

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