I have NOT moved from this couch since I got home at 6:30. It is now 11:30 and time to get my ass to bed.
I got a physical on Monday. I originally called to check on an odd bruise by my belly button but thought that was really ridiculous so I added a physical especially since the appointment was for 8am (so I could fast). Unfortunately I hadn’t drank anything either so finding a good vein was kind of a challenge.
I got my blood test results back today. My cholesterol, blood sugar, kidney function, liver were all good. I was however deficient in vitamin D a bit. I guess I better get out and get some sun.
I had a heck of a time getting home today. I wanted to stop by the Grayslake farmers market I just realized was on Wednesdays from 3-7. I also needed to stop by the doctor’s office to hand in some shit, literally. I had to smear shit on a card for 3 shits as part of my physical. Fishing in the toilet for that was no fun. I couldn’t wait to get the cards filled so I could get rid of them.
Anyway, the road I took home was closed because of an accident. Then every choice I made for an alternate was bad too. I thought I would never get where I wanted to go.
When I finally got home, I sat down and never got back up. I am pathetic.
yet I am sitting here feeling all grown up drinking a glass of wine…in an actual wine glass.
Sherry is suppose to come up tomorrow for the weekend. We are planning on going to Ravinia so lets hope for no rain. Last time she was here she seen a little wine box and insulating cozy for it at our Super Target. It is perfect for Ravinia so I bought it yesterday in advance to her visit tomorrow. I also bought 2 plastic wine glasses which is the only way to go for Ravinia. Paying for the cozy was such a waste of money ($9) but I bought it anyway. For the wine I bought a Chardonnay cube (equivalent to two bottles). I thought I would try it tonight. Its alright but then again I am not a drinker.
Listening to the news is starting to bum me out. Every morning I wake up to news radio. I am getting close to changing that habit just like I had to after 9/11.
First I worry about gas prices. Not so much the impact of my wallet to fill up my car but rather the impact of the trickle down. Every thing is going to be too expensive. I just see this as the beginning of a major economic problem. Because we live below our means I am not worried about us per se but everyone else who can barely make ends meet as it is. It is going to get worse for them then eventually everyone. I can so see this thing trickeling down to me losing my job. I work in the art department of a big corporation. We are fluff. Yesterday our company had a great earning report and was doing really good then today I hear one of our divisions is laying off people.
As if the gas problem wasn’t enough of a drain on the economy, don’t get me started on the mortgage problem. Again this doesn’t impact me directly right now but as mortgage companies and banks go down, I can’t see how anyone can get away unscathed eventually. Are we heading for a “Great Depression”
Then there is environmental issues and …..well it is all becoming too overwhelming.
Today at lunch I decided to look at my photo magazine to unwind and there was a horrifying section on how fucked up we made this planet. Last night I was catching up on my TiVoed shows and was watching a marathon of Morgan Spurlock’s 30 Days and that was depressing me.
Tonight I decided to just watch mindless fluff to escape from all the bad news. I started with an episode of Bewitch and the Dick Van Dyke show which actually had me laughing out loud. And I have ended the night watching my favorite New Zealanders, the Flight of the Concords.
I feel better now.
Please excuse the bad sentence structure of this posts. I wanted to get my thoughts down as quickly as I could before hitting the hay. Good night.
Pam and Shelby, Cindy and Tim (my sisters and their husbands) took the opportunity on the 4th of July weekend to leave my mom with 9 kids and get a room at the Radison Hotel which is connected to the Holiday Star Theater. I obviously wasn’t going to be a 5th wheel on their get away but I did go to dinner with them and check out their room. They had Sleep Number beds. You know we are all getting old if this was excitement. We all took note of our sleep number. I think mine was about 40.
Walking down the hall to get to their room I see a guy walking down the hall with crazy hair. I didn’t connect that it could possibly be Weird Al since he was playing at the theater that night. As we turn the corner, Cindy said, that’s Weird Al. Shelby ran back down the hall after Al and said “Al”. He turned around and Shelby got a few pictures of him. And me without my camera. I got to start carrying that thing all the time with me again.
Boy was my nephew Will (Shelby, who is in the picture’s son) jealous, he is a big Weird Al fan.
RAW is working on the kitchen and as usual everything is going wrong. I don’t know if he realizes it but it always goes this way for him. Lots of swearing and temper tantrums. I am sure this was how it was over the holiday weekend but I didn’t hear it.
The only thing I required is that he get my sink (and now oven) hooked back up before he leaves for 2 weeks tomorrow morning.
Right now it doesn’t look possible which I am sure is adding to his stress. You know, I don’t know. He acts like this over EVERY home improvement project. What the hell was I thinking when I agreed to let him do this himself.
Today I ate an entire bag of white chocolate mini peanut butter cups. What the hell is wrong with me?
Last week while RAW was working on the kitchen a guy knocked on the door. He flashed some ID and said he was a states attorney. He wanted to know if we sold a car to the neighbor. Yeah we did a year or so ago, the 20 year old Chrysler 5th Ave. He wanted to know if we sold it for the mother to use or for the son. I believe it was for the son to drive but RAW told him for the mom. Don’t know why he told it that way.
I guess they found some serious drugs in the mom’s new car and impounded it. The mom I guess said that was her car and not her son’s so she could get it back.
I am not sure how knowing who drives the old Chrysler (which I haven’t seen around in a while) is going to make a difference. Maybe it was the Chrysler that got impounded.
I realized I was pregnant. It always seemed to take about a year for my cycles to get back to normal after being on the pill and 10 years ago was no exception. It took a year of crazy temp charting to get my first normal monthly cycle and immediately pregnant.
I happened upon my journal from back then and it surprised me that I told everyone that I was pregnant within a couple days of knowing myself and let me tell you, I knew at the first possible moment I could.
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too much - July 3, 2008 -
I am still writing up a big post on our vacation last week. I hope I eventually get that done and posted and that it doesn’t sit in drafts forever.
Today was a nice work week, only 2 days. I took off Monday to recoup from vacation and am off on Thursday, the day before the holiday. The 2 days I was in the office, I was swamped and that isn’t counting the big job I think is still coming up. I didn’t even want to mention it this week.
Tomorrow the new kitchen cabinets are coming in. Really early tomorrow morning, RAW is taking the camper to mom and dad’s so we and Hollace have some place to sleep. He will be staying home over the holiday weekend to get some good work done on the kitchen. I need 2 or 3 more boxes to pack up the rest of the cabinets.
