Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Since some patch work was needed and the ceilings had to be done along with all the trim, I decided to pay someone else to do it. These rooms are big and the task was just too overwhelming for me. Best decision I've made in awhile.
The painter is actually a homicide detective that I work with. He paints as a side job. I decided I might be getting a little jaded about my job when he called yesterday morning to tell me he'd be a little late because he got called out on a dead woman found in a trash can. And my first response was "So how long do you think that'll take?"
Trust me, I recognize the tragedy in that. It just took a second for it to catch up. One of the side effects of police work.
Stay tuned for pics of the finished project....
Thursday, April 24, 2008
Post 3 random things about yourself.
Link to the person who tagged you in your post.
Tag at least 5 other bloggers.
Let them know you've tagged them by commenting on their blog with an invite to participate.
Moving on to my 3 random (useless) bits of information about me:
1. I love love love bleu cheese dressing! On just about anything. On salads, hot wings, burgers, steak, chips, crackers, veggies, pretzels, or in Tracy's chicken dip. Hell, I love it so much I could just drink it out of the bottle. And the chunkier the better. My favorite store bought brand is T Mar$zetti's Chunky Style. Hmmmm... funny. For some reason I'm hungry now.
2. I have NO arch in my feet. None. They're completely flat. Think Fred Flint-stone. Makes shoe shopping difficult. It's nearly impossible for me to wear stilletto's for any length of time. And buying running shoes requires in depth research. I have to go to a specialty shoe store just to find the proper fit. In case anyone is interested to know, I've been instructed to never wear Ni*ke's cuz their arches are too high. Just to prove my point...here's an outline of my foot. And yes I traced it just like back in kindergarden. Although a 5 yr old might have done a better job. Sexy, no? Like a platypus.
3. I had my tonsils out when I was 11. I woke up in the recovery room with dry, cracked lips that were caked with dried blood. It was gross. And painful. But I got to eat a lot of popsicles so that seemed to make things better. I recently thought of this after seing a pic of someone who shall remain nameless with her mouth wide open showing people her chewed up food. (It was so immature considering her age and all. LOL!) But in addition to the chewed up chocolate brownie, I also saw her tonsils. And had to think a second about what the heck those things were since they looked so unfamiliar to me. Which brings me back to the story of my memories about having my tonsils removed when I was 11.
So now I have to tag 5 more victims... errr I mean.... friends that would have so much fun participating in this wonderfully amusing meme. Eeenie meenie miney meme moe. I choose.....
My sister, Carla, cuz I'm curious to see what she might put.
Kim from Journey to Isabella cuz I've never tagged her before.
Amie from Heart Smiles cuz I think she has plenty of time on her hands since she only has 6 kids. *snort*
Stephe from Giorgia Danette cuz I think she needs a nice distraction as we inch closer to her February '06 LID.
Shannon from Elena, r u? cuz ...well, do I really need a reason?
Saturday, April 19, 2008
However the bed was still shaking. Was I dreaming? Was I possessed? Was there a serial killer under my bed? Then it stopped. Since I was still only half awake I rolled over and went back to sleep. Later that morning as I was getting ready for work, I kept thinking about it. Did I imagine it? Why was my bed shaking?
Then I turned on the news and heard that what I'd felt was a freakin' EARTHQUAKE! In Ohio! WTF? Apparently, there's a fault line in Illinois that registered a 5.4 magnitude earthquake at 4:37am. And we felt it all the way over here. Luckily, there were no reports of injuries and only minor damage. Crazy. That's a story to tell my grandchildren some day.
Baseball season has started. Why does that matter to me, you ask? Because the guy I share my second job with coaches his son's team. That means for the next couple months I'll be working 4 evenings a week to cover his absence. Unless it rains. Then he'll go to work instead. So I may be doing some rain dances over here so I can have a break. I hate baseball season.
My Florida sunburn has faded. No more pain. But now I have a lovely peel going on. Oh well... it was worth it. I had a blast.
Griffey had a follow up appointment with the vet on Wednesday. We got good news. His eye is 90% healed! The vet said it's remarkable considering how significant the injury was just a week ago. He has vision in the eye and hopefully things will continue to progress until he's completely recovered. We only have to put ointment in the eye twice a day now. Thank goodness. That's torture for both of us. And no more stupid lampshade thing on his head!
So my 3 words this week are for my baby boy.......
*Click here for an explanation of the 3 Words Project.
Thursday, April 17, 2008
That gave Tracy just enough time to pick me up at the curb and drive her boys to Grams and Gramps house and then high tail it back to the airport for the big surprise. It was awesome! Colleen had no idea I was coming. On the left, you can see the edge of the pole I was hiding behind as she walked up to greet Tracy. I came up behind her and the look on her face was soooo worth it! She was shocked and just as happy to see me as I was to see her. We headed back to T's house and immediately fired up the blender. Hey, I'm sure it was 5 0'clock somewhere!! I fell in love all over again with Colleen when she told me the margaritas weren't strong enough and added more tequila. A girl after my own heart!
The afternoon was spent lounging in the pool and enjoying lots of girl talk. Could not have been a more perfect afternoon! I love the Florida lifestyle. The people down there really know how to have a good time. And they certainly enjoy their cocktails. My kind of folk. :) But I don't know how I'd ever get to work if I had a pool and my own bar right in the backyard! I might never leave the house!Our host and hostess threw an impromptu little cookout that evening for some of the other neighbors also running for the BOD. Before everyone got there, the birthday girl received a box in the mail from Maryellen. She had tried so hard to work out a flight so she could be part of the birthday surprise, too. But in the end, there was just no way to do it.
So she sent Colleen some cool gifties instead. She loved all of it! The wine glass was in her hand most of the weekend. Except when we went boating. She took the koozie for that. LOL! After a delish dinner and lots more cocktails, we played mucho cornhole. Now since I'm from Ohi-yer, I've had lots of practice with this game. The funny thing is that I got better and better as the night wore on. The more tequila I drank, the more accurate my aim got. Strange, huh?
We walked down to the pier so I could see the gulf side of the ocean since I'd never been here before. It looked the same as the Atlantic side. But it was a nice walk anyway. LOL! Aren't these two just the cutest couple? They really are just as adorable in real life, too.
The next morning, we were up early for a day on the water. Mr Sea Star loaded us up on the boat and took us out for some island time. It was a gorgeous day.
This set up is how I garnered the name "Miss Daisy". I burnt anyway. Badly. I knew my fair complected skin couldn't deal with that sun. Happens every time. But it was still a great day... in spite of my pain. LOL!
I had the most fun!! And to think I almost didn't go. Only because I had traveled the weekend before. I thought it would be too excessive to fly two weekends in a row and get my party on again so soon. Thank goodness Tracy twisted my arm and convinced me to throw caution to the wind and live it up while I still can in my pre-baby time. Thanks for the encouragement, girl!
Our time in paradise. We lounged. We swam. We ate great food. We enjoyed many delicious cocktails. We talked and talked. We cornholed. We shopped. We celebrated. We boated. We saw naked ass on the beach. We partied like rock stars. And then some of us fell asleep. :PThe weekend was fabulous! Spent with two of my favorite people. (Well, actually three now cuz Mr Sea Star is pretty freakin cool himself.) I could not possibly have had a better time. Except maybe if we left out the sunburn. LOL! Thanks to Tracy and Jason for being such wonderful hosts and pampering us all weekend.
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
I got a wicked bad sunburn in paradise. In spite of the 50 SPF sunscreen I slathered on, wearing a tee shirt and a big camo fishing hat (yeah it was a fashion statement) and sitting under the umbrella at the beach. My pasty white Ohi-yer skin just couldn't handle the Florida sun.
I actually had to take another day off work cuz I couldn't wear shoes today. Uhhhmm... I'm coming off wintertime here so I'm kinda outta practice. And I forgot that I needed to sunscreen my feet, too. Big mistake.
I'm resting and re-hydrating. LOL! I'll give ya a big re-cap of the fantabulous weekend later. But for now check out Tracy and Colleen's blogs for some pics.
Saturday, April 12, 2008
The look on her face when I jumped out at the airport was absolutely priceless.
So far I've had way too many margaritas to count, been crowned the new cornhole princess and was strong armed into spending entirely too much money on a new handbag. These girls are such a bad influence on me. But I love every second of it!
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Tuesday, April 08, 2008
This is the hubs who laughed out loud at the news of my airline going out of business. In hindsight, it is pretty funny. But at the time, Maryellen was not finding him amusing. LOL!
This is Ben. I only saw him for brief moments when he'd surface for nourishment. The rest of the time he was sleeping or playing video games. Typical teenage boy behavior. But he still wasn't too big to come snuggle with his momma...and in front of a complete stranger no less. I think that may be against some kind of teenage rules of conduct though.
Thank goodness for my dog sitter, Cayce. She took excellent care of him for me. I know a trip to the vet and all the care he needed this weekend wasn't in our arrangement. Especially considering she has 3 kids and 2 dogs of her own. I owe her big time!