Stuff to tell you

The other day I was chatting on the phone with my friend Mitzi and I had a red highlighter in my hand. And I thought hmmm, if I mark on my glasses with this--I'll have rose colored glasses. And I did it, and when I tried to rub it off with my finger--it wouldn't budge. And then I licked my finger and rubbed it--and it still wouldn't rub off, by this time I'm thinking uh oh. A $434.00 pair of glasses.........I told Mitzi to hold on a minute and I jumped up, put some soap and water on the lenses and it washed off. Whooo---close one. Impulsive?

I took CiCi to the vet and he pulled a back tooth that was loose. I couldn't hold her still long enough to get it myself. Yes yes I saved the tooth. And I've been thinking about what tooth fairies for puppies look like. Where should I put the tooth? Under my pillow? Under the puppy bed? I sure could use the money for puppy treats.........and stuff. (Picture above--I believe it was the upper Premolar #4)

David is bored out of his gourd. He did help cook supper tonight, but he is ready to return to work tomorrow. I just listen--I'm going to let the doctor handle him.

Despite everything, I turned the AC on in my car the other day. Run the heat one day and the AC the next. Crazy. But I tried not to do it. I really did.

I'm reading one of the best books I've read in a while--Edgar Sawtelle. It is my choice for book club this month. It has everything--dogs, a teenager, a mystery, strange and wonderful characters. I wake up every morning wondering what Edgar is up to.

Morelater--AngelMc

This past week

I know I know I have been away for over a week. But let me explain.
Monday: Usual as Monday's go---finally had physical therapy on my upper back. I had almost gotten to the place where I couldn't pick up my purse. I think I messed up something in there when we moved. Deep heat and massage--helped a lot.
Tuesday: More PT--feeling better, although by the end of the day-I'm miserable and grumpy from the constant low grade ache in my upper back. Makes me understand how some people with chronic pain are not nice people.
Wednesday: At hospital at 6AM with David. He had outpatient surgery on his elbow--his doctor scraped the bone--removed the spur, drained the fluid in the bursa and maybe worked on the tendons. Won't know everything until his appointment the 18th. He was in pain and of course sick at his stomach. He did really well especially for someone who has never had surgery. They couldn't intubate him again. Even with the video laryngoscope. The anesthesiologist told him that he must get a bracelet to wear. EMTs/Paramedics are going t0 think that he is intubated and he won't be. We were home by 11:30. I swear pretty soon they will have you log on to a website and give you your instructions to do your surgery yourself. You will of course have to order the instruments beforehand.
And I'm not making this up--I was on the phone to AT&T from 6:30 till 9:30 trying to get my "air card" to work. They finally decided it was a dud and I was put through to warranty and cut off 3 times. I was patient and kind. I understand that everything is a process.
Thursday: Took the day off to be with David and help him. His left arm is in a c splint type of cast. He is in a lot of pain. He says that in never gets under a 5 on a scale of 1 to 10. And sometimes it is a 10. However, he wasn't in so much pain that it prevented him from booking a hunting trip to Idaho this October. And he actually asked me if I wanted to go. (He has never let me before) I said yes and so I'm going to go to the lodge and hang out while he hunts. We will be close to Yellowstone. I'm excited. Thank you Percocet. (I think he was high on his pain medicine Percocet when he asked me to go with him.) Started washing clothes and the hot water heater started giving an error code. Seems we have run out of butane again!!! Oh my gosh--we are using this stuff like water!!!! The thermostat is going to go down to 67 and stay there.
Friday: Back to work, more PT and for the first time in weeks my upper back is not hurting. Thank you my therapist!! #4 was supposed to spend the night, but tricked me in to calling her Mama-who then came to get her. #5 had his adenoids removed, tubes put back in his ears and a PIC line inserted for IV antibiotics, which will be started when the cultures come back. He has had a tough time with his sinuses. And he is only 3 years old. Got my "air card" in and am back on line.
Today: David is some better, but still tired and sleeping a lot. He thought he could drive in to town, but found out really quick he wasn't as strong has he thought. It is beautiful outside. The temperature is somewhere in the 60's. With all the snow and ice my neighbors to the north have had, I feel guilty wishing it was 30 and snowing here........but I suppose spring is on the way......it will save on the heating bill.
Morelater--AngelMc

How can two little dogs that their combined weight is less that 10 pounds shed enough hair to make another one just like them?
How did that dog hair get on top of the lamp shade?
How can two little furbabies, as the song says, make me feel so safe, so sane and so secure? And feel soooooooo loved? And like I'm the most important thing in the world?
Avery told me that there is an apple under the bed, with bites out of it and that Bryce put it under there last weekend. Hmmm.
While we were in the Mexican restaurant, Avery reported to her Mama (with a sly sideways look at me) that "Nonna is still gassy". I heard the people in the next booth snickering.
Hamburger Helper spaghetti may not be gourmet, but gosh it was quick and tasted good for supper last night.
I can actually park my car in the garage now. The other half is still full of stuff, but it is more organized & dejunked.
Need to go vacuum and tidy the house.......tomorrow is Monday......and tonight is the Super Bowl.
Morelater--AngelMc

I'm smiling as I write this. The sun is shining on the lake making it a beautiful blue. Avery is outside with her PapPaw (he just arrived after an early morning hunting trip) She has on a pair of short shorts, boots and her hooded coat. That is the way it is in Middle Mississippi with the weather. Short shorts, boots and coats. My sister-in-law sent us pictures from Kentucky--they got the ice and snow. It looked like a fairy tale world to me. But I'm sure that the fairy tale would wear off after a few days of no water.....I can't make it without water. Avery is a tattle tail, she just had to tell PapPaw that the furbabies pooped in the bathroom and she stepped in it.........even though I told her not to. Davis is getting ready to clean out the garage so I better go.........!!!!!!! I been after him to do this for a month...... Morelater--AngelMc

It is a testosterone festival around here, son and friend are spending the weekend for duck hunting, son-in-law is on the way, evidently there are plans under foot for them to watch one of those extreme kick boxing/fighting things.
My son is cooking the duck with rice. I will sample it but that is all. I am not one for any kind of wild game.
I am holed up in the bedroom, I have done nothing except a little light housekeeping,
I have spent just about the whole day watching the Bravo channel--anything you need to know about the housewives of Orange County--I can tell you. I finished reading my book club book--"The Sugar Queen." It was quite sweet and I enjoyed it. It will be my time to host next month.
Morelater--AngelMc

I love Friday. Friday after work, I come home and go straight to the couch or prop up in the bed, blog, watch TV. I don't cook, clean or do anything. Sometimes we go out to eat. Sometimes we eat a sandwich. But I mostly vegetate.
David works tomorrow, so I have the house to myself the weekend....except that David Jr. and a friend are coming to spend the weekend and duck hunt. No not duck hunt on our lake, but at Grenada lake, which is the biggest lake in MS. But I don't expect them to be in my hair, because duck hunters are on the lake at 4AM.
I have no special plans for the weekend. I really need to work on the taxes.....I must work on the taxes......I must work on the taxes......I must work on the taxes.
I'm watching Martha Stewart and Sigourney Weaver make couscous. Hmmm.
I'm planning on making a donut pudding that I found today in Best of the Best Bell's cookbook. It sounds like an old fashioned butter roll--only made with donuts. I'll let you know how it turns out. I also found a recipe for a scalloped salmon casserole---I love salmon croquettes---and this sounds like something similar. So can you see the difference between a good old Mississippi cook and a Martha cook?
I just realized that I have lost the eye pieces on my glasses again. I dropped them a minute ago......but I don't think that did it....I think the dogs ate them again.
We finally have renters for two of our houses that have been empty for several months....thank goodness. 1 empty rental house is bad, 2 empty rental houses is a crisis.
Did I mention that I got a Sony ebook for Christmas? I love it! I'm reading the Sugar Queen on it now. When I pull it out in public and start reading, I don't feel like a nerd with a book.......I feel like a nerd with a high tech book.
Morelater--AngelMc

Ah beautiful beautiful Sunday...remember that song? The sun is sparkling on the lake, and the temperature is 59 degrees. I'm in my favorite spot, propped up in the bed, watching TV, and blogging. David is in the other bedroom taking a nap before he goes back hunting. David Jr. and Amanda are on their way to spend the night. Barbecue chicken is in the crock pot. Life is good.
If any of you are tired of hearing about Avery, please forgive me, but their are people at work who ask me about the latest Averyisms.
So here is the latest.
Her Mama grew up in beauty pageants and has innumerable crowns and trophies. So needless to say Avery was in the Fairest of the Fair pageant last night. She didn't win, but she did get a trophy for best interview. Gosh,I would loved to have been a fly on the wall and hear what she said to those judges. She looked so precious and she did really good when she came out on stage. I was holding my breath, 'cause there is never any telling what she is going to do. Anyway, I had let my breath out, when the judges called all of her age group back out and they all stood in a line. All of a sudden, she took her glasses off. David and I were sitting down front David said, "Avery put your glasses back on." And she said, "Nooo, I want them to see my pretty brown eyes." She then turned and handed her glasses to one of the girls on the stage. Bless her sweet heart. I doubt she will ever be without her glasses, unless in a few more years the technology exists to help her since her left eye crosses. Pictures above.
Morelater--AngelMc