I'm tired of cooking/preparing 3 meals a day. It's just the two of us but boy oh boy can that woman eat!! She stays slimish, I get fattish. It's bad enough I do everything here much less start making her one thing and me the other. At times I feel guilty when I buy her fast food cuz of the nutritional value....not to mention I eat it too.
Captain you would have a laugh a the property we bought next door. great 50x32 garage placed on the worst spot on the property. Will get gutters installed then do some grading around the garage to move the water away. Concrete slab by service door may either get jacked or cracked up as it tilts into the garage. Thankfully less snow this year so that should help with water issue when snow melts. I do not know what he was thinking building it in that spot which is the lowest on the property.
It's Fat Tuesday, which means Packzi day in Michigan. Gloppy, gooey, doughy cakes filled with sugary crap and topped with more sugary crap. Can you tell I don't want any? LOL Mom *had* to have one - just one, she begged - so I trundled out into the cold to get her just one. She's downed it already and (as I knew would happen eating all that crap), she's now asleep. Sugar crash.
Book - allergies here too, but because it's cold out and we can't open the windows to air out the house until Spring comes. I *hate* being closed up in the house. I sneezed earlier and sent the cat leaping 2' straight up into the air. Pretty comical.
Busy day ahead, guess I'd better hit it. Going to get those shelf boards painted and put up today, put up a closet rod over the washer/dryer to hang clothing up and maybe start painting the bathroom - which means washing down the walls to prep them. With any luck, I can get that done today and start painting tomorrow, maybe.
If you want a job done properly...
Um....whoever wrote this wasn't a caregiver. Obviously.
Jeanette, once again, you hit it on the head re the brother situation..what used to send me over the edge now I just sit there and think ....meh.....the thing that finally dawns on me...he honestly just never did and never will "get it"....never...so all the raging, fussing, fighting and such is wasted energy on my part..in his world all is a sunny day and he will never understand it because he will never do it...not for anyone..it's not in him and when it's not there.."they" will never understand...and I have been there too so many times where they are going to come but will wait a little later because you tell them it takes a while to get all the bathing, feeding, etc. done...and then they arrive...at 9 or 10AM....and I love it when he says...what have you been doing all morning.......eeeeeeeeiiiiii........... BUT.....when I was moving from my home to this house, I had to make one more run to get some more things I did not want to leave behind and he actually took off work to stay with Mama...I told him, be here as early as you can because the sooner I get there the more I can get and the sooner I will get back....well, THAT morning, I was ready to roll by 6:30.....he came drifting in around 10:30...he had stopped to buy his son a birthday card....too bad he didn't know when his birthday was apparently in advance....he acted like no big deal..so by the time I show him where the lunches and dinners for Mama are it is almost 11:00 and then I get caught in a traffic jam and long story short, instead of getting to my home by 8:30 AM as planned, I get there and it is already 2:30 PM....so again I'm running running running..he starts calling me at 4:00 PM wanting to know if I am on the road yet..???? wth????? so I rented a storage unit, crammed as much as I could in there and finished cramming the car and still had to leave some stuff but finally had to just say a quick goodbye to the life I have known for the past 35 years and hit the road.....then had a flat on the way home....ugh.....
No, they will never get it...
Country...I've had that happen before...and it was also a nurse...amazing isn't it??
Hey, while I'm thinking ...thank you all for caring about my kitty...that means an awful lot to know you understand how these little furtots bring some comfort and love and security in a world that has and continues to slowly fade.....I slept like a rock last night....or is it a log...a baby???
i can relate to caregiving relief rolling in at 11 am when they know you wanna leave by 8 . it gives the relief complete control over you and they are usually packing a big smirk to show it . thats kinda what happened between ednas poa and i . i wasnt being relieved , her and her family were going partying instead .
before that it was my sister and niece in moms case .
sometimes you are helpless . your only hope of revenge is living well while they flounder . my cuz , sis and niece are losers . the moment of gloating is about all they have and it was rather fleeting .
im cooking my aunt some apples . i can see when material comforts are long gone and small things are what matters .
my blingin a** telephone tells me that a friend needs some firewood hauled . ditto with that procrastinating idiot upstairs . at 5 degrees outside its gonna cost em a little extra ..
Unlike the scent of dee's salesman, aka the walking cologne factory...I know it's infuriating but wow, I can relate...some of them are relentless...I kind of felt that way last Friday when my $300 brake job skyrocketed to $1,700....I was in so much shock and knowing I had to have a vehicle that would actually run I think I almost let them do it because I felt cornered with little options...I quickly came to my senses, told them I would call the wrecker and have them pick it up and just bring it back home and when I did that, the wrecker guy told me he would be glad to look at them and give me his opinion..as it turns out, it should cost more like what I originally thought and another man is going to be completing his estimate and told me he should be able to do it all for a fraction of the other estimate...what fraction that is is not known yet, but I am feeling a lot better about him and my hospice provider actually knows this man and his reputation for fair dealings with folks so that makes me feel good too....
I think I should make us all a tshirt that has that on it dee.... "I do what I want because I can".....LOVE it!!!!
Susan, I am not sure....I don't know if I ever did anything to mine, I will go and see how mine is set up....
Yet there was Martin Short [64] who hadn't aged much at all, who still had his great comic timing when he was on stage with a SNL cast member pretending to be Beyoncé.... it was so funny when he was trying to stand still but couldn't because of the hair blowing fan that was on Beyoncé :) And Steve Martin [69] also hadn't aged that much and was ever so much entertaining.
I was very disappointed with the Reunion show... gosh, Miley Cyrus got more air time then Eddie Murphy.... always laughed at Murphy's "Mr. Robinson" character. I was hoping the show would have shown more of the older clips of the cast that gave the show the start.
Freq...that was my criticism with the reunion show..the older clips are the ones I love...some of the new folks are funny but nowhere near as funny as the original cast..I don't think anyone will ever come close to them...and didn't care for the Chris Farley attempts at all...no one can emulate him..I loved him..he was not an original cast member but one of the funnier of the later year ones...but the reunion show was a lot of hype and not near as funny as I had hoped...so much so that I ended up turning and watching that ridiculous Bachelor and deciding I would catch the rest of the SNL on demand some day when I get bored...
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Busy morning....
Had to take my Ma to the doc yesterday morning for her knee injections – going down the ramp (backwards, so she doesn’t fall out of the chair) struggling between the snow-burdened bushes and the ramp railing, then over half-as*ed shoveled snow, and on into the street where at least there was a dry spot to load her into the van – poor Ma bouncing all over the place – me praying she wouldn’t fly out of the wheelchair. I asked her if she enjoyed the 2-wheeling. Not so much. She was pretty happy to get back home.
Scrubbed her feet with a back brush while she was in there, so she got a pretty good all-over cleaning this time. Now I get to trim her toenails (gag) and then slather her feet with lotion or coconut oil and put socks on to try and soften the endless scaly dry skin on her feet. Yay.
Hope, where do I get my "I do what I want because I can" t-shirt? Great idea. Heehee!
I LOVE sea salt body scrubs... ohhh yeah and a glass of wine