Monday, December 31, 2007
See - I even have a handy dandy logo that I swiped from somebody else's blog who had a really good idea + the ability to write code. It stems from the fact that most blogs I read start off with " wow it's been a long time since I blogged...." And mine has been the same way. So from now on I'm going to blog when I darn well feel like it without apology for however long the interval between entries might be. I like blogging and will do it when I get around to it and I refuse to feel guilty for not keeping up with the Harlot. We can't all be as prolific or as entertaining as she.
Tomorrow I say goodbye to Air Force boy for several months. It has been great having him home and we will miss him greatly. Our wallets are sighing with relief though. Air Force boy is high maintenance. His visit has also brought us closer to officially having a daughter in law. Elly Mae is sporting a very pretty ring so listen for wedding bells some time in the next year.
Friday, December 21, 2007
This is how Snoopy feels about his boy being home after 4 months away.
And this is how I feel about it.
Jose has been adapting Christmas carols to have a hospital flair so I have been working on a labor & delivery style take on Twas the night before Christmas.
Twas the night before Christmas and in L & D
The nurse's all gathered to sigh with relief
Not a laboring mom was about on this night
As Santa Claus was about to take flight
The newborns were nestled all snug in their beds
While Percocet dreams danced in mom's heads
The doc's and the midwives exchanged high five slaps
And set out for home in hopes of a nap
When out on the ramp arose such a clatter
Nurses jumped up to see what was the matter.
Away to the door with a wheelchair we flew
To swoop up a mom and a frightened dad too
The moon did shine bright on this Christmas eve night
Gave luster of peace to all within sight
When what to our wondering eye should appear
But Santa, his sleigh, and all eight reindeer
But dear little baby was coming right quick
So we all took off , ignoring St Nick
Away to the birthing room the nurses they flew
With a laboring mom and her husband too
As we were closing the door and turning around
Into the station St Nicholas came with a bound
He was dressed in green scrubs from his head to his foot
And his crocs were all grungy with blood and with guts
His eyes how they twinkled his dimples how merry
His cheeks were like roses his nose like a cherrry
A stethoscope tossed in a loop round his neck
He looked like a resident with a backpack
The nurses had scattered to their work you know
So he wasted no time but got on with his show
Gifts he was leaving for the staff and their boss
No offense he did take at the attention lost
He understands that in L & D
The moms and the babes take priority
We welcome this evening a wee little one
And celebrate He who helps us get the job done
As he leapt in his sleigh to drive out of sight
We heard "Happy Chrismas to all and to all good night."
Monday, December 10, 2007
Poor Mo is freezing his tushy off in Texas. He is stationed close to Oklahoma and they are getting lots of ice and winter weather. Unlike Atlanta which is experiencing Spring . It was 76 degrees here today. I sat on the back deck with kitties frolicking about my feet and napped in the sunshine. Bad news on the kitty front - Mama is chubbibg up again. Anyone want kittens? Please say yes.
Friday, November 30, 2007
What The Holidays Mean to You
For you, the holidays are about emotional connections and bonds. You are happiest being around those you love.
You celebrate the holidays in a minimalist style. You are likely to only give one great present and decorate your house with a few special items.
During the holidays, you feel happily busy. There's so much do to and not a lot of time to do it. But you enjoy every minute of your holiday chores.
You think the holidays should be nostalgic and sweet. The holidays bring out your inner child.
Your best holiday memories are warm and intimate. You remember special moments more than gifts or parties.
Friday, November 23, 2007
Work as always is a disaster in progress and I'm seeking alternate methods of obtaining income that do not involve receiving hate mail daily. I hit a deer last week on my way to work and crunched my poor Elvis' nose so getting him some plastic surgery has been on the agenda. Poor Forrest got in a scuffle and had a ginormous abscess on his neck that had to be drained and since he was visiting the vet - we made sure he wouldn't bring home any MORE kids. He is most disgruntled but we're bribing him with little friskies turkey & giblets to love us again. What exactly is a "giblet" by the way? Does anyone know?
Thanksgiving was celebrated on Wednesday evening at Chez feline due to other obligations. We enjoyed Turkey, dressing, and all the fixins. Then I started cooking all over again to take food out on Thursday. T-day itself was not bad. I had good company and no drama. I even got to knit a little. Feather & fan sock #2 now has a toe but I'm going to have to speed up if I expect to finish in time.
Today, I'm staying home and watching all the lunatics who think it's fun to shop on Black Friday. I usually have all my shopping done by today and spend this weekend putting up all the Christmas stuff. Have I mentioned that I'm a slacker? I'm going to go drag Larry out of bed and get busy. Hope everyone had a great Turkey day. I'm thankful for more stuff than I deserve and wish the same for you.
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Three vegetables I hate :
1 boiled okra
3 stewed tomatos
Three veggies that I love:
2 turnip greens
It's been a busy week at Chez Feline. The wee kitties are becoming much more tolerant of affection ( as long as kibble is involved). We're still working towards them not being so skittish but all in all much improved. Work has been a three ring circus and I was saddled with being ringmaster not once but twice. Lisa & Cindy - You owe me. You may gain forgiveness with gifts of chocolate or sock yarn. Your choice. Meany Fitch was at her broom-riding best and deserves some karmic reprisals. And Jen - points awarded for trying and for pizza. On a happier note - I went shopping with my sweet baby on Friday and I got my hair did. I spent today cleaning out my closet and helping AH clean and reorganize his half. The Salvation Army will be receiving the results on Monday. I got some cooking and cleaning done and finally managed to prod Larry into cleaning his bathroom. It was an atrocious sight with furry floors and general ickiness. Much better now.
Here is Forrest with two of the three babies, Bubba and Dani. I love that Dani is a tortie and she is the friendliest and smallest.
I'll leave you with a recipe ( a la Paula Deen) that I tried this morning. It is way yummy.
16 frozen dinner rolls
1 package butterscotch pudding ( not instant)
1/2 cup brown sugar
1/2 cup chopped pecans ( or not - make yourself happy)
1 stick butter melted.
Throw the frozen rolls in a well greased bundt pan. Sprinkle or pour all the other stuff on top. Cover it and let it sit overnight. It will be big in the morning. Bake for 30 min in a 350 degree oven. Make sure you put a cookie sheet under the pan to catch what oozes out while it bakes.
Otherwise your security company will call you to ask why your fire alarm is going off.
Three more things
1.butter + sugar + hot oven = smoke
2. never hire someone you know to monitor your security system - they make smart assed comments when things like the above happen
3. Then they don't get invited over to help eat the yummy goodness.
Monday, November 5, 2007
The only project I'm currently making any headway on is this sweater for a coworker who has inexplicably decided to have a baby. If it wasn't such a brainlessly easy pattern it would be stalled too. You'd think she'd know better considering what we do for a living. Oh well. Mine is not to question why. Mine is not to let them die.Happy Monday peeps.
Thursday, October 25, 2007
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
Thursday, October 4, 2007
Since I am not loving my place of employment so much these days I thought I'd write about some of the more absurd things that I have seen, heard or experienced in nineteen plus years of delivering babies. This will mostly encompass the appalling ignorance that much of the population seems to walk around in.
- "Is labor going to hurt?" - Yes, it is going to hurt more than you could have ever dreamed it possibly could. If it felt good we wouldn't call it labor. We'd call it party or picnic to more accurately reflect it's festive nature. It occurs to me that the people who ask this( and God help me, I've heard it more than once) have never worked a day in their spoiled little lives and have no concept of what LABOR is.
- Showing up in the labor and delivery unit on the " due date" with labor nowhere on the horizon - There is a reason this is called the estimated day of delivery. Please stay home until you can locate one or more brain cells to bring with you to the hospital. This may be a while. we'll wait.
- "I lost my mucous plug" - We haven't seen it. Please go away now. Perhaps if you looked under the bed?
- " I'm here to have my labor seduced" - Trust me - the seduction is long over.
- " I'm supposed to have a c-section because I have fireballs in my eucharist" - Could you possibly mean Fibroids in your Uterus? Maybe if you hadn't been glued to your cell phone in the Dr's office you would have heard what the provider said. Go buy some Q-tips and give Verizon a rest.
- ( after having a catheter placed) " Now how will the baby get out?" - OMG - What was I thinking? How Will the baby get out? Labor is a bad time for an anatomy lesson - just trust me on this one.
- " The baby keeps pulling on the unbiblical cord and it makes my belly-button hurt" - shaking my finger at the patient's belly - Stop that you bad bad baby
- " My water keeps breaking - does this mean I'm going to have a 'dry birth' ?" - no it means the baby left the faucet running. Stop wasting water.
- " I don't want an epidural - I'm scared of needles" - this from a person with several large tattoos .
- And my favorite. " When will you poke the holes in my nipples so I can breastfeed?"
Sunday, September 23, 2007
And since no blog post is complete without lots of eye candy - I'll show you a few shots of Key West, Cozumel, and Playa del Carmen. I think God was just showing off when he made these places. Gorgeous.
Sunday, September 9, 2007
The show was awesome. Here is a pic of me and the AH early in the evening. Later pics are not
.This is the sunset over Lakewood amphitheater. I know it's called Hi-Fi Buys amphitheater now but I grew up in Atlanta and some places are just gonna get called by their original names no matter what. And you can rename Stewart Ave., Metropolitan Blvd all you want to. It's still where the prostitutes hang out. Some things won't change. My Vols beat So.Miss last night and UGA lost. Kenny is a Vols fan. of course. The Pride of the Southland band was busy last night but the Ga Tech marching band showed up to play along, as did Uncle Kracker and Joe Walsh. And today the AH & Larry took me out to lunch at one of my favorite places and when we came home AH produced some serious bling in the form of bracelet and earrings. I especially love the bracelet. I'm sure it wasn't intentional but the design is very much like two rows of knit stitch. I'm a lucky girl. What a sweet hubby. Tomorrow I get to take the dog to the vet. Darn reality intruding on my idyllic weekend. But after that I'm going to Knitch to fondle the goods and maybe bring home just a little. Have a great week.
Monday, September 3, 2007
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
This is what happens when Mo mugs for himself. Messy - Just like the basement that I've spent the day cleaning when I could have been moping and knitting. The longer I cleaned the gladder I was that he was gone because I might have strangled him if he was home.
On a happier note the Little league baseball team from Warner Robins, Ga won the LLWS against Japan. All I've got to say is that for two years running we've gotten some payback for that damn Kudzu that's taking over the south. And my Vols play California on Saturday. Now I'm going to go console myself ; chocolate or alcohol? Maybe a chocolate martini? MMMM decisions.
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
Friday, August 17, 2007
Tuesday, August 7, 2007
Saturday, August 4, 2007
Just a quick post before I head off to bed. It's been a busy week as usual. On the work front - we set a new record number of deliveries for the month. 226! That's a whole lot of new citizens for a little county hospital. We is tired. On the home front - it is back to school next week. I think I hate it almost as much as Larry. Only three more years. I'm gonna need a new countdown timer in the sidebar. Also on the home front is the view from my back deck. Look at the doe and her triplets. We see deer several times a week but three fawns at once is new. So I take pictures - cause I'm a dork that way. I've been industriously ignoring the house falling down around me and the clutter accumulating as I knit on the camo socks. I'm swatching for the baby surprise sweater and if I actually manage to follow the pattern ( there is some serious doubt on this one) then my Brenna girl will get a cool sweater made by her loving Aunt Kel. Which will piss Cayla off and I'll be knitting sweaters til my fingers fall off. Sigh.
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
Sunday, July 22, 2007
Friday, July 13, 2007
And he grew some more and grabbed life with both hands. He wanted to try everything and do everything. He tried to make his little brother throw up on the teacup ride at Disney. Didn't work but it was fun to watch. He tried snorkeling and karate and indoor skydiving and escargot. He tried to drive his parents crazy. That one worked most of the time.
And since today is such a milestone birthday I'm going to be embarrasssingly sappy and steal the words to a very pretty song to express my wishes for you. Happy birthday son. I love you.
"It's only for a moment you were mine to hold.
The plans that heaven has for you will all too soon unfold.
So many different prayers I'll pray for all that you might do.
But most of all I want to know you're walking in the truth.
And if I never told you I want you to know
As I watch you grow.
I pray that God would fill your heart with dreams.
And that faith gives you the courage to dare to do great things.
I'm here for you whatever this life brings
So let my love give you roots and help you find your wings"
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
Now it gets a little ugly. It seems that Forrest has a wife and kids. We just met them Sunday. Mama ( you know that Forrest loved his mama) is a pretty little gray tabby - very bashful - no pictures available yet. Little Bubba is solid black like his daddy and little Lou ( for lieutenant Dan) is gray and white like his mama. They are also quick as little bunnies and we can't catch them. So now it starts to sound a little nuts. I admit that I have said when I am old that I will be the crazy cat lady on the street. I have also said that I will sit in my rocker and knit and give little kids snow cones. I really never meant for this to happen. I'm not old yet! Oh God, I have 6 cats, and a dog. I need a drink.
Friday, July 6, 2007
As you can no doubt see, St Thomas is exquisitely beautiful, but I am thrilled to be home. After much drama and mayhem involved with the airlines, we actually made it down there. I have mentioned my distaste for Spirit airlines in the past. You may now officially register that as outright hatred and know that I will NEVER fly them again. The nice AIRTRAN and Delta planes went up & came down on time and got me and the guys where we needed to go. I had several enjoyable encounters with the TSA agents as well. Who knew getting frisked could be so much fun? Apparently when you buy tickets at the last minute and then fly with no luggage you set off alarm bells. Who knew?
This is the adorable hubby sitting right above the first completed confetti sock. It is displayed on one of my cool new sock blockers. Thanks Chappy, they finally got here. I believe I mentioned that I would endeavour to locate a yarn shop during my travels. There are none, zero, nil, nada. Apparently the fine folks in the Virgin Islands purchase their Rasta hats at the local K-mart.
These fine folks are however, exceptionally bad drivers. Probably something to do with them driving on the wrong side of the road. Some of you are aware that my tolerance for bad driving has sharply diminished in the last year. Even so, I was a bit slow on the uptake when our erstwhile tour guide/ car rental agent began marking the pot holes on our map of the island. I failed to realize that he was only marking the holes that were deep enough to swallow the car. Needless to say we returned the car quickly and opted to stay in our resort thereafter. Which was very nice. We attended a couple of weddings. Best wishes to Scott and Sandi. We drank a lot of rum punch and pina coladas. And we vegged on the beach and watched the iguanas freak out the other guests. Who could ask for more?
We didn't miss much. Apart from the incredible natural beauty, St. Thomas resembles a third-world country. So I leave you with a photo of the amazing sunset as I go off to acheive whiter whites and brighter brights in preparation for my return to work.
Saturday, June 23, 2007
Now I'm sure the 2 or 3 people ( Hi Dad) who regularly read this blog are wondering what this has to do with the llama at the top of the page. Not a darn thing. Hermione is a llama ( not an alpaca) and she is here to make my friend Jose' happy. Now I am going to take Larry to get sheared . I mean , I am going to take Larry to get a haircut and try to find something to feed him for dinner. Adios.
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
Paris - GROW UP!
Now, Off my soapbox and on to more pleasant topics. The bribery socks are complete along with their miniature pals to go to the bereavement box at work. The hat was still on the needles when I took the picture and I was too lazy to go get it. It's a hat. Use your imagination. The confetti sox are started but since only the toe is done , I thought I'd spare you the photo. The Go-live of the new electronic medical record at work went surprisingly well. There were some glitches. There had to be. It's the Rock after all. But overall - Not nearly as painful as anticipated. Countdown to St Thomas - 8 more days!
Friday, June 15, 2007
This project will be going with me on vacation as small easy endeavors are best for travelling. Plus, the airlines don't wig out so much over little bitty sock knitting needles as they do over big, "I'm making a blanket large enough for a small third world nation" terrorist needles. Just fourteen more days til St Thomas. I'm thinking that Caribbean countries probably have little use for knitted items except maybe Rastafarian hats but before the week is over, I will KNOW if there are any yarn shops.More later.
More already ! AH & Larry went fishing recently. Please admire the lovely bass Larry caught. Notice Abby sitting next to her bowl. She was most disappointed. This is her looking disgusted about the whole situation.