Oh what an exciting day it’s been! We woke up to no hot water this morning and no way to get to the hot water heater. The contractors who re-did our kitchen and bathroom a few years ago placed a new hot water heater in our kitchen in the corner, under the counter, and failed to provide a way for us to access it should any problems arise. Can you say, “D’OH!”? The Man has put in 4 phone calls (that I’m aware of) to them and we’ve still had no response. The plumber came and went because he’s not about to pull up our kitchen counter or cut a hole underneath our kitchen sink to get at it, and we certainly don’t blame him. But the plumber’s office called back a couple of times to see if the contractor’s returned our calls yet. If the contractor ever gets around to getting back to us he better a) get to our place no more than an hour after hanging up the phone and b) not charge us for the visit or the access he’s going to provide us to the heater.
Un-freakin-believable.
The Man ended up staying home from work today. He was pretty sick over the weekend anyway and still wasn’t feeling 100% this morning so between that and the water situation, he decided to stay home. If the water situation isn’t rectified by tomorrow, and head-up-his-ass-contractor calls tonight and hems and haws and says, “Oh I’ll be there tomorrow” I’m going to tell him he has to be there on my schedule. No exceptions. No excuses.
Dumbass.
What an adventure it was getting ready for work this morning. Took me back to the days of growing up when our well would decide to not give us any water (the ground was mostly shale around the house I grew up in). We’d have to trek up to the springs to stock up on water, heat it up when we needed to bathe and do dishes, and keep big buckets in the bathrooms so we could flush the toilets. Oh it was just a happy go-lucky time when that happened! I don’t miss those days – and neither do my parents! – and I’m not at all happy about re-living them now.
I’m so angry right now I feel like I could turn into The Hulk.
Grrr, baby! GRRR!
Monday, March 27, 2006
Sunday, March 26, 2006
It's Sunday
Seems as though everything and nothing has been going on. Still pretty busy at work. Last week I finally had a chance to go over all the stuff I've been putting on the back burner and kinda freaked out when I saw how far behind and disorganized I'd become on a few things. I hate that. When someone comes to me and asks about something - where it is or what the status is - I feel like a failure if I don't have an immediate answer, or procure one within two minutes.
I'm a Virgo, and though I don't really believe in the horoscope stuff, I do have to say the characteristics of a Virgo are pretty right on for me.
Which reminds me, my acid reflux is kicking in again. It's been pretty quiet for the past year and a half, thankfully. Called the doctor on Friday to see if she'd phone in some Protonix for me but it hasn't been done yet. Shocking! Meanwhile my stomach will just sit here and rot. That's okay. I don't really need it anyway.
Last weekend The Man and I met up with a friend I've made on a curling forum and took a curling lesson! We had a blast! Curling is something you definitely need to be in shape to do, so it's another kick in the butt to keep me going to the gym on a regular basis because curling is something I want to continue doing.
Next weekend we're going to the World Men's Curling Championship in Lowell. Crossing my fingers we get to meet the U.S. Men - you know, the ones who won the bronze at the Olympics. That has me completely stoked!
Babs is doing well for the most part. She's been off the blood pressure med for 2 weeks now. This past Friday night I was a little concerned as she was breathing faster than normal, but it wasn't labored breathing. Kept our eyes on her and she was back to normal yesterday. I'm going to call the vet tomorrow and see what they have to say about it. She's still acting like her normal, crazy self so I know she feels okay.
Sorry this isn't a very compelling entry. Then again, not many of my entries are! Ha!
I'm wanting some french toast, so I'm off to make breakfast. Have a lovely day! :-)
I'm a Virgo, and though I don't really believe in the horoscope stuff, I do have to say the characteristics of a Virgo are pretty right on for me.
Which reminds me, my acid reflux is kicking in again. It's been pretty quiet for the past year and a half, thankfully. Called the doctor on Friday to see if she'd phone in some Protonix for me but it hasn't been done yet. Shocking! Meanwhile my stomach will just sit here and rot. That's okay. I don't really need it anyway.
Last weekend The Man and I met up with a friend I've made on a curling forum and took a curling lesson! We had a blast! Curling is something you definitely need to be in shape to do, so it's another kick in the butt to keep me going to the gym on a regular basis because curling is something I want to continue doing.
Next weekend we're going to the World Men's Curling Championship in Lowell. Crossing my fingers we get to meet the U.S. Men - you know, the ones who won the bronze at the Olympics. That has me completely stoked!
Babs is doing well for the most part. She's been off the blood pressure med for 2 weeks now. This past Friday night I was a little concerned as she was breathing faster than normal, but it wasn't labored breathing. Kept our eyes on her and she was back to normal yesterday. I'm going to call the vet tomorrow and see what they have to say about it. She's still acting like her normal, crazy self so I know she feels okay.
Sorry this isn't a very compelling entry. Then again, not many of my entries are! Ha!
I'm wanting some french toast, so I'm off to make breakfast. Have a lovely day! :-)
Sunday, March 12, 2006
Dumpster fire
We had a dumpster fire last night. Heard some mighty big vehicles pull up outside of our building last night so of course I peeked through the blinds to see what was up. Two fire trucks had arrived and they were putting on full gear. I got a little freaked, hollered to The Man and he said he already had the scanner on. I saw The Dude from downstairs (the one who took our door mat) standing outside watching them and The Man decided to go out and have a look himself. The Dude told The Man that there were some punk ass kids hanging around earlier (we were in and out all day yesterday so didn't see any of this going on), smoking, going under cars, just generally being stupid, punk ass kids, and that he figured one or more of them must have tossed a cigarette or two in there. I hope whoever set it off is found and has their ass whooped. And their parents, too.
Thank God it was only the dumpster that caught fire.
Some good news - Miss Babs no longer has to take Enalapril!! We took her to the vet in Boston yesterday for her echocardiogram. She still has a little thickening around her heart, but the cardiologist told us that the amount she saw was typical for a kitty of her weight (16.5 lbs.). She told us it would be safe to take her off the Enalapril, and wants us to bring her back in 6 months for a follow-up, just to be safe. YAY! No more medication for Babs! Every night, The Man would get home, change, grab the bottle of pills and give one to her. And every night she'd sit in her bed, squinting at him, waiting for it with a "Screw you!" look on her face. Now she can just be happy he's home and hop into his lap as soon as he sits down.
Being the paranoid cat mom that I am, asked the cardiologist if it was safe to take her off of this stuff cold turkey. She said absolutely and if anything were to happen to her, it wouldn't be immediate, which is why she wants to see her in 6 months. So, I'm not so paranoid anymore. :-)
Thank God it was only the dumpster that caught fire.
Some good news - Miss Babs no longer has to take Enalapril!! We took her to the vet in Boston yesterday for her echocardiogram. She still has a little thickening around her heart, but the cardiologist told us that the amount she saw was typical for a kitty of her weight (16.5 lbs.). She told us it would be safe to take her off the Enalapril, and wants us to bring her back in 6 months for a follow-up, just to be safe. YAY! No more medication for Babs! Every night, The Man would get home, change, grab the bottle of pills and give one to her. And every night she'd sit in her bed, squinting at him, waiting for it with a "Screw you!" look on her face. Now she can just be happy he's home and hop into his lap as soon as he sits down.
Being the paranoid cat mom that I am, asked the cardiologist if it was safe to take her off of this stuff cold turkey. She said absolutely and if anything were to happen to her, it wouldn't be immediate, which is why she wants to see her in 6 months. So, I'm not so paranoid anymore. :-)
Tuesday, March 07, 2006
Just do it
Did you hear that blood-curdling scream around 5:30 this morning, EST? Yeah... that was me. Sorry about that. I stepped on the scale for the first time in 4 months and have gained almost 10 pounds since the day I had the fibroid removed. I'm not a small girl to begin with. This extra 10 pounds is most unwanted. It does tie in with my sleep apnea, but I have to be able to control what I put in my mouth, too. I'm not going to blame my entire weight problem on my sleeping disorder.
Speaking of which, I went a few nights without using the machine. It just seemed pointless to be using it for only an hour a night. Well, yesterday I noticed that all my little aches and pains were coming back. They were clearing up so slowly I hardly even noticed. So I decided okay, maybe an hour a night actually is accomplishing something and decided to start using it again. As I was plugging the machine in next to the bed last night, the man exlaimed, "Yay! The machine!" I just looked at him and said, "What do you mean 'yay machine'?!" And he said, "Cranky pants." I asked, "Have I been crankier than usual since I stopped using it?" And he said, "Yup". So I'm thinking to myself, "Why the hell didn't you say something?" and then realized this is the man who barely says boo to me while I'm PMS-ing because he knows better, so I didn't make an issue out of it.
But now what to do about finding a food/weight loss plan and sticking to it? I've been on Weight Watchers a gazillion times. Sure it works, until my will power runs out. I've tried L.A. Weight Loss, but much of the food they wanted me to eat was soy based so I quit, plus the staff at the particular location I went to just sucked. I've tried low-carb, no-carb, no sugar. You name it, I've probably tried it. And here I am, still carrying around all this unwanted extra weight. Saying "Just do it" to someone like me will likely get you a punch in the face. And that leads me back to that freakin' CPAP machine. The more I thought about it, the more I noticed as I was using it that my view on exercise was changing. So if I keep using it, hopefully it'll keep changing, as will my view towards food. Guess I just need to give it a little more time.
So here goes.
Speaking of which, I went a few nights without using the machine. It just seemed pointless to be using it for only an hour a night. Well, yesterday I noticed that all my little aches and pains were coming back. They were clearing up so slowly I hardly even noticed. So I decided okay, maybe an hour a night actually is accomplishing something and decided to start using it again. As I was plugging the machine in next to the bed last night, the man exlaimed, "Yay! The machine!" I just looked at him and said, "What do you mean 'yay machine'?!" And he said, "Cranky pants." I asked, "Have I been crankier than usual since I stopped using it?" And he said, "Yup". So I'm thinking to myself, "Why the hell didn't you say something?" and then realized this is the man who barely says boo to me while I'm PMS-ing because he knows better, so I didn't make an issue out of it.
But now what to do about finding a food/weight loss plan and sticking to it? I've been on Weight Watchers a gazillion times. Sure it works, until my will power runs out. I've tried L.A. Weight Loss, but much of the food they wanted me to eat was soy based so I quit, plus the staff at the particular location I went to just sucked. I've tried low-carb, no-carb, no sugar. You name it, I've probably tried it. And here I am, still carrying around all this unwanted extra weight. Saying "Just do it" to someone like me will likely get you a punch in the face. And that leads me back to that freakin' CPAP machine. The more I thought about it, the more I noticed as I was using it that my view on exercise was changing. So if I keep using it, hopefully it'll keep changing, as will my view towards food. Guess I just need to give it a little more time.
So here goes.
Saturday, March 04, 2006
The World's Shortest Personality Test
And they ain't kidding!
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Thursday, March 02, 2006
Metal mouth
Well, I'm finally biting the bullet. I'm getting braces. That's right, Becky's going to have a mouth full of metal in a few short months. Actually, if the quote I received was correct for what I want, I'm getting ceramic braces on the top teeth and metal on the bottom. Not really looking forward to it, but it needs to be done. Really like the orthodontist I met with yesterday. She was much more informative than the others I've been to for consultations. And it's going to be a little cheaper there too, so that obviously helps. I won't have them on until at least May, so I've got time to psych myself up. Or chicken out.
Don't think I ever shared my good news. Had my review at work a couple of weeks ago. Got a 4-1/2% raise and a promotion. It's nice to finally work for someone who appreciates the work I do and rewards me for it. It's about time!!
Meanwhile, the person who took over my old position is finally teetering on the edge of dismissal.
The Olive Garden was packed last night so we ended up going to a place called Smokey Bones for The Man's birthday dinner. It's a barbecue restaurant. Not exactly the place to go on holy days during Lent. I asked The Man, "God's not going to strike me down for celebrating your birthday with a piece of barbecued chicken... is He?" Of course The Man said no, but I still didn't feel right about it. But I was able to work around it. The restaurant offered the typical veggie burger laced with soy so I couldn't eat it (too much soy gives me migraines), and some other meatless stuff that didn't look very palatable. I settled for the "Lodge Salad", minus the sunflower seeds. It had enough protein and fillers without actual meat to make it filling and to my surprise it was one of the best salads I've ever had! And it was huge, so I was definitely full when I was done. The Man got pulled pork and when we got home told me I could have his leftovers for dinner tonight. He can be such a sweetie. When we got home he was too full to have any of his cheesecake, but I wasn't. It was delicious. It's got whipped cream and strawberries on top. Can't wait to have another slice tonight after the pulled pork. I actually snagged a few strawberries off of it this morning for breakfast. Oh, okay! I had a very thin sliver of the cheesecake as well. Jeez. And The Man won't be eating any of it again tonight because he's heading to volleyball (Thursday is league night). If he's not careful I'll have the whole thing gone by the time he gets to it! *insert evil grin here*
It's snowing like a mother out right now. Was hoping it would hold off until the evening commute was over but oh well. We've had it pretty good this winter. Last year we got hammered with snow and freezing cold. This winter has been pretty mild and think we've gotten only 2 snow events worthy of a little freaking out.
Okay, I'm off for some pulled pork and cheesecake.
Cheers!
Don't think I ever shared my good news. Had my review at work a couple of weeks ago. Got a 4-1/2% raise and a promotion. It's nice to finally work for someone who appreciates the work I do and rewards me for it. It's about time!!
Meanwhile, the person who took over my old position is finally teetering on the edge of dismissal.
The Olive Garden was packed last night so we ended up going to a place called Smokey Bones for The Man's birthday dinner. It's a barbecue restaurant. Not exactly the place to go on holy days during Lent. I asked The Man, "God's not going to strike me down for celebrating your birthday with a piece of barbecued chicken... is He?" Of course The Man said no, but I still didn't feel right about it. But I was able to work around it. The restaurant offered the typical veggie burger laced with soy so I couldn't eat it (too much soy gives me migraines), and some other meatless stuff that didn't look very palatable. I settled for the "Lodge Salad", minus the sunflower seeds. It had enough protein and fillers without actual meat to make it filling and to my surprise it was one of the best salads I've ever had! And it was huge, so I was definitely full when I was done. The Man got pulled pork and when we got home told me I could have his leftovers for dinner tonight. He can be such a sweetie. When we got home he was too full to have any of his cheesecake, but I wasn't. It was delicious. It's got whipped cream and strawberries on top. Can't wait to have another slice tonight after the pulled pork. I actually snagged a few strawberries off of it this morning for breakfast. Oh, okay! I had a very thin sliver of the cheesecake as well. Jeez. And The Man won't be eating any of it again tonight because he's heading to volleyball (Thursday is league night). If he's not careful I'll have the whole thing gone by the time he gets to it! *insert evil grin here*
It's snowing like a mother out right now. Was hoping it would hold off until the evening commute was over but oh well. We've had it pretty good this winter. Last year we got hammered with snow and freezing cold. This winter has been pretty mild and think we've gotten only 2 snow events worthy of a little freaking out.
Okay, I'm off for some pulled pork and cheesecake.
Cheers!
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