Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Headlines I hate.

Did Tom Kill Kate's Career...... Well who the F--- cares......

The Crash Diet Doctors Swears By......Show me your license.  I don't believe you're real doctors.  Can we say Crash and Burn here?

Toting a Diaper Bag Doesn't Mean You Can't Still Be a Diva....Remember those early days of your childs life,  When you got maybe 3 hours of sleep a night and your perfume was baby barf?  Yah... Diva, that's me.

Paper shredder wounds puppy.......Ok now that one just really just breaks my heart.  But to see the video you have to watch this stupid happy commercial first.  Show me the tragedy all ready.  And yes, I turned the auto off on my shredder.

'Bare Nekkid Mainers' Bowl in the Buff  Now that is why I was such a bad bowler.  I mean what kind of life do these guys have and why do I think there must be lots of snow and cabin fever involved in this.

Will Aging Pilots Get to Keep Their Wings?  Ok so maybe not in this lifetime but if they are really good and call their momma every night they may get them in the afterlife.

Cannabis Drug May Help Fight Obesity.   Well yah Dude....I think this will work real good..... eat supper or smoke alittle......Light me up.....But did they forget about the munchies?  Obviously this study was a paper study not using real subjects prone to eating anything they could get their hands on after lighting up some of Mary's special Cures What Ails Ya pot in a box.

'Harry Potter' Actor's Got a Six Pack...... Please, don't even go there....something about the way he is looking at that horse......And the fact he is just a skinny kid..... Sigh, is nothing sacred?

   The other headlines are just too scary to comment on but when you read them why in the world does any of the above make any difference to anyone.  Who cares.  WHO CARES.  There are terrible scary things going on in the world!



My Favorite as Seen On TV gadget.

  Well actually since I don't have TV I never saw the commercials but I read about this in my MIL's Readers Digest and it looked cool.  I hate folding clothes and getting my husband and son to do was not easy.  So I got one and love it.  Its called the Flip Flop.  Anyone ever see a commercial for it?

Check this out.  Lay it flat on the floor or someplace like a table, easier on the back.


   Lay your shirt on face down and fold up the bottom so it is even with edge.


Fold the one side over,


   Then flop the other side over,


Then flip it up,

   And there you go, a nicely folded shirt that fits in the drawer neatly and comes out nice looking without wrinkles all over it.


    Yes it truly is the little things that make me happy.  My 5 year granddaughter could do as well as my 30 year old son.  Takes seconds and folds flat.  Worked like a dream. 

  Has anyone else ever bought a Made For TV item that worked?

Is it Wednesday already?


       Most everyone is thinking,'s Wednesday, soon the weekend will be here.  I am thinking,'s Wednesday, tomorrow I start work for the next 4 days, 12 hours a day.

   Heard that most people go outside 10 minutes a day which is why so many are obese now.  That does not surprise me.  When I was a child I wanted to play, I opened the door and went out to play.  Now they have to make sure they have enough sunscreen, protective elbow and knee pads, helmets, someone to supervise them so no boogie men will steal them, expensive toys to play with and the correct shoes.  Bike shoes, hiking shoes, tennis shoes, skateboard shoes, beach shoes, mall shoes.......  I had one pair of shoes.  Saddle shoes!  You get exhausted thinking of all you'll need before you leave your house.

   Now I am a bicycle rider.  I know a woman who wouldn't go riding with us because she didn't have the right equipment.  No helmet, no bike shorts or shirt.  No clip on shoes.  Should she bring her road bike or her dirt bike, hybrid or comfort.  What...... GET A BIKE.  HOP ON....RIDE.  Bring water, your set. 

   So I think the study is messed up anyway.  Maybe in a big city like NY people stay in doors most of the time.  I mean it would look strange probably just hanging around on  a busy sidewalk.  People would think you are up to something or selling something.

   So I ramble again, sorry.  Not much else to talk about.  I was suppose to win the lottery and tell you all how excited I was and wasn't going to change me but some folks older then me beat me too it.  Gee, I had it all spent and not on gambling and booze either like the last big winner.  How could you go through that much money in 4 short years!  What's up with that?  We have a name for that in Iowa......Stupid!

    Still working on eating right.  Supper last night was ground turkey burgers on all wheat buns, sweet potato fries baked not fried and veggies.  Yummy.  Blew it later though and had 2 cookies.  Sigh.  Today I am emptying out my booth, shopping for my week of work groceries and doing some housework.  I can write my name in the dust so it is time.

    Well, I have read a couple of great scary stories so far.  Thanks Jeanie and Greg.  Anyone else?  Let me know.  I am off now to hop into the shower.  Bye all.

Tuesday, January 30, 2007

Today is Tuesday

      I was going to go to the gym today, but was talked out of it by Rick. 

     I have lived with pain for a long time.  I have a tendency to not want to give into it.  A friend asked me once how I could do the things I do when I am in so much pain.  Well, if I let pain stop me I wouldn't do much.  I would lie in my bed feeling sorry for myself.  I worked for 8 months with broken bones in my back because I was scared of having surgery on my spine.  I hit the gym a week after my surgery last year. 

    But sometimes I mess myself up by not being cautious enough.  So I guess I will make sure my knee is truly healed before I hit the gym.  I am lucky to have a high pain tolerance, but that doesn't mean I have to be stupid.  Because the very last thing I need would be to have to have another surgery to add to my long list, right.

   So what will I do today to keep from getting bored.  It is so cold out don't feel like venturing out of my warm house.  I am almost finished with my book and ready for the 2nd.  Supper is hours away.   I still need to finish getting all my things from the antique store.  I simply can't afford to stay there.  I think I will bring it all to a consignment auction house and get rid of the stuff I don't want to keep.  I am tired of on line selling.  Tired of packing and running to the post office, scrounging around for boxes, bubble wrap, writing descriptions,  but I still love a good auction.

   On my story below.  Yes he did realize he had scared me more then he meant too.  I think I was 16.  Even today that feeling of being totally helpless is as fresh today as it was then.  The Rat.  I did however after that spend quite a few years learning how not to let fear paralyze me so it did teach me something.  I will never again be that helpless and pity the fool who tries that joke on me again, LOL.

Check out this video, great art

My son sent me this.  So talented.


Monday, January 29, 2007

Share your scary story. It has to be true.

    I was walking home from my boyfriend Steve's house, It was dark and foggy.  I wasn't nervous.  I walked home from there all the time. But I heard a soft noise. Glancing back, I saw something dart behind a tree. Shock, what was it? So fast I couldn't tell for sure....did I really see anything at all ?  I walked on. Nervous I kept checking behind my shoulder. There it was again.  Crouched low and dark it was stalking me.  Low and coming fast.  I froze in place. My mouth opened in terror. A scream wanted to come out but I could get it past my lips. The sick realization that I was helpless to protect myself. Frozen in place in terror I could neither run or scream. The terror got closer and closer, fast my end was coming at me. I closed my eyes and waited for what I knew was coming.

     BOO Steve cried. My knees went weak, my bladder felt loose. Opening my eyes I saw my boyfriend rolling on the ground laughing so hard he couldn't speak. Suddenly my frozen muscles let loose. With a scream of rage I was on him, pounding him in relief and rage. How could he do this to me.  I was so scared.

So, that is my terror story. Tell me yours. Put in in your journal and leave me a link. I can't wait to hear it.

Monday monday

     Well it is snowing out again today and that really makes you feel like not leaving your warm home.  It is suppose to snow all week.  Darn stuff.  I want warm weather!

   Rick made me oatmeal this morning and I put Whey low brown sugar substitute on it with a sprinkling of walnuts.  I can just feel my cholesterol dropping, LOL.  Then I spent the morning checking out ebay.  I collect vintage pottery, McCoy, Roseville, etc...  It always gets me steaming when I check out the McCoy board.  So many fakes and reproductions, sometimes an entire page of fakes.  They don't tell you it is a new remake.  Ticks me off.  I email them and ask why they don't just fess up it is new.  Buyer beware.  You can't go by the feedback either.  Some of these sellers of the fakes are power sellers.   You just have to know your stuff.

   Tonight is date night.  I am going to dress warm and go.  I need out of the house.  Stir crazy.  My knee doesn't hurt now unless I turn it wrong.  I think I will hit the gym for sure tomorrow.  There is lots I can do that shouldn't hurt my knee.  Stairs still kill me though.

  Not much else.  Called my MIL to check on her and she started to cry.  This is just stressing her out.  Hopefully this will settle down soon for her.  Bye all.

        Turn up the sound for this one.

Sunday, January 28, 2007

Sundays over

      I decided I liked the flower so much I would add another I took from this spring.   This was shortly after a rain and I liked the way it turned out.

   Well I thought I had my MIL all straightened out yesterday so when she called me at 1 to tell me what her blood pressure was I was pleased.  I told her to take her pressure 1 hour after her med and call me so I could make sure it wasn't getting too low since these are new meds for her.  The blood pressure was 124/68 and I told her that was great.  How long had it been since she took her pill I asked?  What pills?  WHAT?  Your noon pills Betty, the ones in the pink part of the container.  Sigh, she hadn't taken them.  I am really starting to get concerned.  She normally is not this forgetful.  Now I am thinking about one of those pill containers on a timer that only opens when it is time and I think it makes a noise to remind you.  It never occurred to me she wouldn't be able to handle taking these meds. 

   I asked her about moving in here and she said absolutely not.  She was fine where she is.  Is she?

   Otherwise not much going on here.  I have been watching You tube all morning.  I love Jazz and they have some great jazz giants on there.  I also like Weird Al and he has all his video's on it.  I had better get my knee fixed soon as all this sitting around isn't doing my diet well at all.

   Well, time for bed.  Hope I sleep as good as I did yesterday.  Night all.


   I remember when I took that picture.  It was a beautiful day on our bike ride.  The sun was warm, I had on shorts and a t-shirt.  My skin was tan and I was having a great time.  Now today it is 3 below F, there is snow on the ground.  My skin is pasty white and sickly looking.  I have on long johns, a t-shirt, a flannel shirt and am still cold.  What a difference a couple of months make.  I miss the warmer months.  Winter makes you appreciate the warmth so much more.

   My knee feels much better today.  I sound like cereal in milk.  When I bend my knees, snap crackle and crunch.  Sounds worse then it feels thank goodness.  Maybe I should try the gym.  It might be at the point where exercising it will be good for it.

   I am working on getting my cholesterol down.  I am upset that all the things it says to do diet wise I am already doing and it is still high.  I can only think it must have been so much higher.  I don't use bad oils, rarely eat eggs,  only low fat milk or dairy, I never fry foods, I never eat fast foods, a rarely eat sweets.  My cholesterol should be really low.  At 246 it is up there in the danger zone.  So I got some flax seed to add to my cereal and will start eating some oatmeal for breakfast occasionally and some walnuts occasionally.  Good foods for lowering the cholesterol.  When I start adding in my regular exercise it should show improvement.

    I slept so good last night and had such entertaining dreams I hated to wake up.  Don't you have nights like that where you don't want to interrupt your dream by waking up?  I wonder how it would have turned out.  Maybe because I am a night worker but I love to sleep.  I look forward to it, LOL.  Especially welcome is going to be when it is dark out and waking up in the morning.  So that's how it is suppose to be done!

  Well, guess I'll close now and finish my book before I start on the dishes.  Still early yet, time enought to get chores done.

Did he have an angel on his shoulder?

   Man flipps end over end and lands on other side of culvert


But that is not the entire story, check below.  Angel on his shoulder maybe?


Saturday, January 27, 2007

Oh she scares me to death some times.

  Just got back from me mudders.  Oh man she scares me some times.  Turns out she had doubled up her meds twice.  Yikes.  Fortunately her blood pressure isn't completely in the toilet. 

  Sometimes talking to her she sounds so with it and sane and then other times, like today I worry myself sick.  She marked her med container day, noon and night.  Good.  Then she took her day and night time meds hours apart and was going to take her noon meds at night.  That doubled up her blood pressure meds so she was taking them 3 hours apart instead of 12 hours apart.  OMG.  I took her blood pressure and pulse which fortunately were good and set them up again but she was confused as how to take them.  So, off to the pharmacy to get a med tray that is color coded and has morning, noon, supper and bedtime.  Set her meds up for a week and told her not to take anything without calling me.  She goes, Oh Well!

Oh Well!  Betty, you just took twice the normal dose for your heart med and were going to take another huge dose at bedtime.  You might not wake up! 

Well why do I need to take these meds in the first place, they don't sound very safe to me. 

 They are safe enough if taken correctly but taken wrong they will probably kill you so don't set them up yourself without calling me. 

   So she just now called me. 

 What about my noon pill, she says,

don't take them I say as you have already overdosed yourself. Start tomorrow taking them correctly. 

  OK.....  I liked the soup, it was very good. 

Great I said.  It is low fat and low cholesterol also.  

I added some sugar and salt she says.....

Gee, why don't you add some vegetable oil and fat to it also.  God forbit it remains good for you!.. 

Chuckles on her end....what would I do without you Julie......

Sigh, I don't know Betty, you would probably be fine and I would live longer, LOL.


Happy Saturday

   And a cold and snowy day it is.   My knee feels better.  Still feels like I have glass under the kneecap and if I move wrong it wants to quit on me but the swelling is down and it doesn't hurt all the time.  Yah.

   Going to my MIL pretty soon. I brought her some soup and just found out she hasn't been able to eat any of it because she can't get the lid off.  Never thought of that.  I also want to set her meds up to make sure she takes them right.  Yesterday she said she had to take so many pills it upset her stomach and she couldn't eat all day, of course she couldn't get to the soup I made her, LOL.

   She is feeling better otherwise as she has called everyone she knows to tell them her trials and woes.  She thrives on sympathy.  I have a tendanacy not to give her the sympathy she wants because she would be happy sitting there not doing anything all day.  I can't..... my arhritis is killing me, its cold outside, the pot is heavy, its too far, I'm having a stroke or west nile virus, I don't know how or where or why....I'm a poor widow lady....I could never do that.....what did you say?  when did you say?  Why did you say?   I can't I can't I can't.......  She will I can't herself into an early grave if I don't keep on her.  Now don't get me wrong.  There are alot of things she can't do because of her age.  I am happy to do those.  But she will never try anything new because she knows she can't do it.  New recipe, I can't, give up salt....I can' her cholesterol.....I can't.   Use the remote....I can't.  Move to an apartment which would be easier on her.....I can't.  She has been this way for the 33 years I have known her. 
Convincing her she can do things is my mission in life.  Live to be 100, she can if I have anything to say about it, LOL.

Neat site


   OK, how do you imbed the video's from Youtube on the site?  thanks.

Friday, January 26, 2007

AOL problems, or is it?



    I didn't ever think I would get into my journal today.  I can't do it by the fast speed way for some reason and am doing it the old fashion tried and true way.     

   Not that I had anything special to say.  Just some more whining and things.  I feel like I have glass behind my kneecap and my brace is bothering me.  Its cold out.  I have a pimple, ( wasn't I suppose to outgrown them when I left my teens decades ago?) and I feel very fluffy today.  My clothes feel tight.  I want to exercise.  I tried some abd crunches but even that hurt my knee because I have to tuck them under the couch to support myself.  I am off work but can't go anyplace because it hurts to walk.  They did take me off tomorrow.  I sure hope this is just a temporary problem and doesn't affect my bike riding this spring.

  Otherwise not much going on.  Just trying to see if this works.  Hi all.   

Thursday, January 25, 2007


  I have been on the power program for 2 whole days and have been grounded from exercise or even walking more then 2 hours a day for at least a week.  This is going well.  They don't think I tore anything but my knee is very swollen and painful.  So much for the gym.  So now I sport a nice brace, motrin 800 mgs and I see them in a week.  Since it is work comp they can't take you off work.  He put me on a restriction no standing longer then 1 to 2 hours in 8.  So we shall see if they still want me to work on Saturday.  Hopefully it will be better by then.  Usually my first 5 hours at work I am pretty busy and running around.  How can I assess all my patients, pass their meds and do their walks and treatments in just 1 to 2 hours?

  Anyway, that is my update.  Went to my MIL and got her meds set up.  She called the pharmacy and complained they hadn't used her insurance.  They gave her back 160 so it is a little better.

   So thats all folks.  I am behind on alerts because of work.  Sorry.  I have been reading them just not commenting much.  I will be off this week and much better.  Promise.


This and that

     Well my last night is over and I didn't escape unscathed.  Helping a patient to the commode who was less then stable I managed to twist my knee badly.  Felt like something tore.  It promptly swelled up and is very painful.  Ouch.  I iced it but am having trouble walking because it hurts so much.  So this morning I get to go to the workmans comp office getting tests.  But I'm tired. (Whine)  And work comp always will make you feel like you are faking it.  Even with my knee swollen twice it normal size they will make me feel bad.  I remember when I broke my back.  You could see the broken bones on my x-rays.  They still insinuated I was making more out of it then was necessary.  Sigh.  Hopefully it is just a nasty sprain.

   Now on to my MIL.  She aced her treadmill.  Impressed them all and shocked herself even.  Her echo was good.   The doctor says she has a blockage, but it is in a difficult place to get to by cath and  they feel she is too old for open heart to do a bypass.  So they are going to treat her medically if they can.  They increased all her meds and put her on some new ones.  Cost her over $300.00.  On top of her other meds that makes around $400.00 a month on medication.  She about had a heart attack on the spot.  No way will she be able to afford that.  So I am going to be making some calls today to see if she can get them cheaper somehow and if they come in generic.  She is home and in a complete panic about this.  I would be also.  I would just have to die, I would not be able to afford that every month.  I also am going to bring her the bean and beef soup for supper.  Except for the small blockage she is in remarkable shape for her age.

   We had 2 rapid responses and a code blue last night.  A rapid response is like a code except the patient hasn't died yet, but is very close and if you don't do something quick they will try to die.  Well we try very hard not to let that happen so we have a special team that comes and they help us stabilize the patient.  We had 2 newer nurses on and they each had one.  It is great experience for them, especially when there are experienced nurses on to walk them through it.  They both did great and kept their cool well.  You have to keep a level head and not panic and they did great.  Oh, we saved all the patients also, Yah for us.  I love a good code.

   Sound strange I know but I love the excitement.  Helping a patient who is so sick and moments from death recover, or one who has stopped breathing and their hearts have stopped getting them breathing and beating again.  Working as a team and doing the correct things to bring the patients back makes you feel good. 

    There are good codes and bad codes.  Good ones where the entire team does it alot and feel very comfortable in their rolls.  I have been in hundreds of codes and they don't scare me or throw me in a panic anymore.  When the whole team is like that it is like a well rehearsed play.  Every player has a role and knows exactly when and how to do it.  Some though are with people who don't have many codes.  They panic and don't know what to do next.  The code team is still there to run it, but it is more chaotic, less smooth.  Still exciting though.  Not that I am morbid but I like to see a job done well.

   We had a big plane crash here about 10 years ago.  You always wonder how you would handle a big disaster like that.  Could you hold up.  When it happened years of training takes over and you do your job automatically.  Afterwards it hits you but not at the time.  Makes you feel good.

   Well, I decide I am going to sleep for awhile and then go to the doctors and to my MIL.  I will hold up better is I have some sleep.    Night all.

                                    The Old Phone

                  This is rather long, but a great story.

       When I was quite young, my father had one of the first telephones in our neighborhood. I remember the polished, old case fastened to the wall. The shiny receiver hung on the side of the box. I was too little to reach the telephone, but used to listen with fascination when my mother talked to it.

                   Then I discovered that somewhere inside the wonderful device lived an amazing person. Her name was "Information Please" and there was nothing she did not know. Information Please could supply anyone's number and the correct time.

                   My personal experience with the genie-in-a-bottle came one day while my mother was visiting a neighbor. Amusing myself at the tool bench in the basement, I whacked my finger with a hammer, the pain was terrible, but there seemed no point in crying because there was no one home to give sympathy.
 I walked around the house sucking my throbbing finger, finally arriving at the stairway. The telephone! Quickly, I ran for the footstool in the parlor and dragged it to the landing. Climbing up, I unhooked the receiver in the parlor and held it to my ear. "Information, please" I said into the mouthpiece just above my head. A click or two and a small clear voice spoke into my ear. "Information."

                   "I hurt my finger..." I wailed into the phone, the tears came readily enough now that I had an audience.

                   "Isn't your mother home?" came the question.

                   "Nobody's home but me," I blubbered.

                   "Are you bleeding?" the voice asked.

                   "No," I replied. "I hit my finger with the hammer and it hurts."

                   "Can you open the icebox?" she asked.

                   I said I could.

                   "Then chip off a little bit of ice and hold it to your finger," said the voice.

                   After that, I called "Information Please" for everything. I asked her for help with my geography, and she told me where Philadelphia was. She helped me with my math. She told me my pet chipmunk that I had caught in the park just the day before, would eat fruit and nuts.

                   Then, there was the time Petey, our pet canary, died. I called, Information Please," and told her the sad story. She listened, and then said things grown-ups say to soothe a child. But I was not consoled. I asked her, "Why is it that birds should sing so beautifully and bring joy to all families, only to end up as a heap of feathers on the bottom of a cage?"
  She must have sensed my deep concern, for she said quietly, "Paul always remember that there are other worlds to sing in."

                   Somehow I felt better.

                   Another day I was on the telephone, "Information Please." "Information," said in the now familiar voice. "How do I spell fix?" I asked.

                   All this took place in a small town in the Pacific Northwest. When I was nine years old, we moved across the country to Boston. I missed my friend very much. "Information Please" belonged in that old wooden box back home and I somehow never thought of trying the shiny new phone that sat on the table in the hall. As I grew into my teens, the memories of those childhood conversations never really left me. Often, in moments of doubt and perplexity I would recall the serene sense of security I had then. I appreciated now how patient, understanding, and kind she was to have spent her time on a little boy.
  A few years later, on my way west to college, my plane put down in Seattle. I had about a half-hour or so between planes. I spent 15 minutes or so on the phone with my sister, who lived there now. Then without thinking what I was doing, I dialed my hometown operator and said,
                   "Information Please."

                   Miraculously, I heard the small, clear voice I knew so well. "Information."

                   I hadn't planned this, but I heard myself saying, "Could you please tell me how to spell fix?"

                   There was a long pause. Then came the soft spoken answer, "I guess your finger must have healed by now."

                   I laughed, "So it's really you," I said. "I wonder if you have any idea how much you meant to me during that time?"

                   I wonder," she said, "if you know how much your call meant to me. I never had any children and I used to look forward to your calls."

                   I told her how often I had thought of her over the years and I asked if I could call her again when I came back to visit my sister.

                   "Please do", she said. "Just ask for Sally."

                   Three months later I was back in Seattle. A different voice answered, "Information." I asked for Sally.

                   "Are you a friend?" she said.

                   "Yes, a very old friend," I answered.

                   "I'm sorry to have to tell you this," she said. "Sally had been working part-time the last few years because she was sick. She died five weeks ago."

                   Before I could hang up she said, "Wait a minute, did you say your name was Paul?" "Yes." I answered.

                   "Well, Sally left a message for you. She wrote it down in case you called.

                   Let me read it to you."

                   The note said, "Tell him there are other worlds to sing in. He'll know what I mean."

                   I thanked her and hung up. I knew what Sally meant.

                   Never underestimate the impression you may make on others.

Wednesday, January 24, 2007

Its Wedneday, right?


   As the sunset on the horizon, these are the days of our lives, LOL.  Anyone remember that soap?  My grandmother used to watch it.

   Well it looks like my MIL might have had a mild heart attack but they aren't sure.  She had a treadmill while I slept and my husband isn't home yet to tell me how she did.  They want to treat her medically because of her age.  That means more expensive pills which will definately give her a heart attack when she sees the cost.

   I tease my MIL and joke about her but I love her dearly.  I was lucky in the in law department and had a couple of sweeties.  I miss my FIL each and every day.   My MIL may drive me crazy with her stubborness but......I probably drive her nuts also.

    One more day of work and then off until Saturday when I have to do my extra shift.  BOO.  I hope they don't need me.

  Well, I am off.  I have to shower before work.  Have a great day everyone and thanks for your well wishes with my MIL and your support with my power program.  I have already started working on cutting down on my coffee by getting a smaller cup.  One step at a time, right!

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

Work should be fun

  My husband had to take his mom to the doctors today.  He just called and she is being admitted to my floor.  That should make work interesting. 

   She called yesterday and told my husband to come take her to the hospital, she was having a heart attack.  He rushed over there and she said she had had a good bowel movement and was feeling better.  To her that is the answer to all of lifes problems. 

    She has been having lots of complaints lately about "my heart is just pounding" so I told her to make a doctors appointment.  Heavens know what she told the Doctor.  You really have to know how to question my mother in law.  She will complain of heart problems and point to her right underarm when you ask her where the pain is.  Diarrhea is anything over 2 stools a a day and she is sure she has caught every illness mentioned in Readers Digest.  But it is good she is getting checked out. Sometimes she complains so much I worry about missing real symptoms.  I am glad she won't be my patient though, LOL.

A cute story and then......My power story


                           cute cat story

A cat died and went to Heaven. God met her at the gates and said, "You have been a good cat all these years. Anything you want is yours for the asking."

The cat thought for a minute and then said, "All my life I lived on a farm and slept on hard wooden floors. I would like a real fluffy pillow to sleep on."

God said, "Say no more." Instantly the cat had a huge fluffy pillow.

A few days later, six mice were killed in an accident and they all
went to Heaven together. God met the mice at the gates with the same offer that He made to the cat.

The mice said, "Well, we have had to run all of our lives: from cats, dogs, and even people with brooms! If we could just have some little roller skates, we would not have to run again."

God answered, "It is done." All the mice had beautiful little roller skates.

About a week later, God decided to check on the cat. He found her sound asleep on her fluffy pillow. God gently awakened the cat and  asked, "Is everything okay? How have you been doing? Are you happy?"

The cat replied, "Oh, it is WONDERFUL. I have never been so happy in my life. The pillow is so fluffy, and those little Meals on Wheels you have been sending over are delicious!"



   Well yesterday was my POWER evaluation.  I went in there I must admit with a bit of a chip on my shoulder.  Yup, I knew all about eating more grains and fruit, cutting out fast foods and the benefits of exercise,  after all this is the woman who had lost 56 pounds and rode her bike on a 126 mile bike trip.  I am da woman!

  Well, after assuring them I had perfect blood pressure my reading was high!  I should have know that was how the rest of the assessment was going to go.  Next on to get weighed and their scale had put 4 of the 5 pounds I just lost back on just like that!  This was getting depressing.  The good thing is I am a inch taller then I was the last time they measured me.  5' 5".  If I can grow 12 more inches I will no longer be overweight and might even be considered too skinny!

   Then on to have my fat ratio measured.  Nothing in the world will make you feel quite so sad as finding out in black and white that you have a lot of fat on your body.  I mean you can hide it somewhat with clothes, you can suck in your tummy and stand up straight and you can put your blinders on when you look in the mirror,but this terrible little machine strips away all your camouflage.  Big NEWS break.  I am FAT.  Top it off by the fact a very muscular handsome young man is who measured me.  Sigh.

   By this time my normally cheerful disposition was taking a beating  On to the next challenge.  Stair stepping.  Not your normal stair size but an 18" step.   Step up with one foot, then the next, down on one foot then the next to a beat so you can do it to rhythm.   I only had to do 3 minutes, this won't be bad I thought, 3 minutes sheesh.  I started stepping away.  Soon I could tell for sure that the body I was forcing up and down these steps was indeed FAT.  I had the proof in my folder and in the way my legs were threatening to give way.  My months of reverting back to my nasty ways had done as expected.  I was in terrible shape.  WHAAAAAA.  I only made a minute and 50 secs.  Sputtering excuses about having just worked 12.5 hours and "I had a terrible car accident" I collapsed in the chair while this skinny lady looked on.  I could tell she had nooooooo body fat what so ever.  In fact she looked like she could use some of mine.  This lady turned out to be the one I would discuss my goals with.

   The first goal she suggested was maybe lasting the entire 3 minutes on the stair stepper.  Yes by God, I said.  I will master that.

  Pulling out my lab she showed me my cholesterol.  What!  High!  But how could that be!  I don't fry, use all the right oils, no butter, all the spinach.  Quickly I checked the name, couldn't be mine but it was.  My only consolation was I was wonder what it had been before I started changing my eating habits.  I told her it must have been lots worse.  And there was good news.  My fasting sugar was 89.  Normal.  Yay, finally something was normal. 

    So I have my 5 goals.   Do 3 minutes on the stair steps.  Lose 25 pounds by next year ( I had better lose a lot more then that). Work out at least 3 times a week. Cut my coffee intake in half, for some reason she thinks my 30 to 40 cup a day coffee habit is unacceptable?  And last but not least volunteer at least once a month at the humane society.  Not a problem with that one since I help out there anyway.

  So with wobbly legs I dragged my fat old self home determined to get back on the path of the straight and narrow.  Back to being the best I could be.  I can do this.  I will master the stair stepper, I WILL LOSE 25 POUNDS, I WILL SUCCEED.  After I take a nap.  Because I did only get 3 hours of sleep.  And tomorrow is another day.

Monday, January 22, 2007

Thanks everyone

   Thank you all for all your help.  I am now on the cable net typing happily away in my journal.  I am so techno dumb it panics me to think I may lose my addictive to me journal, and all my favorites.  Still can't find my favorites on this new site, may be a good thing as I have way to many saved, but otherwise it is great.  I can't wait to look at everyones video's now.  I have never heard Stevie sing, never saw any video over 2 minutes because I couldn't stand to wait the 40 minutes it takes to download.  So thanks all.  Send me some fun links.

   Today is my babies birthday.  He is 30!  The rat.  How can he be that old when I don't look a day over 35?  I may feel like I am 90, and by the way I am soooooo sore today either from work or the accident, but I don't want to be reminded I am old enough TO HAVE A 30 YEAR BABY!  Yikes.

   I am getting ready for my first power assessment.  Today I get to go to a complete stranger, get weighed, have my fat measured and have some probably trim slim young man tell me how fat I am, how much I have to lose,and how bad of shape I am in.  I bet he doesn't have a 30 year old baby and didn't just have a car accident either.  I remember when I had to take my first treadmill they had me run on the treadmill and the doctor weighed probably 145 pounds soaking wet and was a marathon runner.  NO FAIR.  They should have a fat sympathetic doctor doing it to make you feel better.

  I don't have all my 5 goals completely solid yet, but got some great ideas from everyone.  I am going to have one of them be riding my bike all spring and summer.  That I can do.  I miss my bike.  Also I get to find out what my fasting blood sugar was today.  I am really wondering about that.  I hope it was under 120.

   Back to my aches and pains.  I feel like I have been hit by a truck today.  Not sure if it is from the accident or just lifting at work.  I have some herniated discs in my neck and between my shoulder blades and that is where the pain is all concentrated today.  Sure hope it settles down.  Time to get the biofreeze out.   I hope they haven't ruptured.  The last time that happened I lost the use of my left arm for weeks and it is still numb years later.  Makes it great if I need shots, just let them use that arm for lab sticks and shots.  Does take some getting use to typing and such when you can't feel your hand well.  I think I do pretty good but it took me awhile to get the strength back in it.  So much fun getting older but the alternative isn't attractive either, LOL.

  Well I have to pop in the shower and get ready.  Seriously I am excited about this.  I always did better when I had incentive like money.  No work tonight so after that I am going to make a nice meal for my Baby boy and relax.  Work was brutal last night, our floor was almost full and it was just one thing after another.  2 more nights to go and then I can relax.  Except I have to work an extra manditory shift on Saturday.  BOO

Sunday, January 21, 2007

Lots more questions.

   OK, we hooked up the cable to try it out and I can get on aol with it but can't edit my journal.  How does that work?  Do I have to do AOL broadband?  How much do they charge.  If I don't pay will I still have my journal.  Also I can't get to any of my favorites when I sign into AOL on the cable.  On the plus side I can see the videos people have sent me.

   I have typed in my questions to the search engines and it is amazing how few answers I am getting.  So  I ask you.

   It is snowing again and I am getting ready for work.  A little gun shy I must admit.  I never worry about my old van getting me there as it is a all wheel drive, but I do worry about the other people and as it turns out with good cause.  Hopefully the maniacs will all be at home safe and sound.

  The plus side.  I am officially down 5 out the the 10 pounds to meet my first goal.  Unforturnately we are having another potluck at work tonight.  I have my bag of carrots, my low fat yogurt, my less then reliable well power and am thinking about duck tape to put over my mouth.  Hi Hoe, Hi Hoe, its off to work I go......

Car Accident not the best way to end a busy night

   I was so tired and really looking forward to getting home and going to bed.  Rick picked me up as we have had about 5 " of snow so far and we stopped for gas on the way home.  Driving around the building imagine our surprise when the man who was plowing the parking lot came tearing around the side of the building right in front of us.  We both slammed on our brakes but there was no stopping.  We hit the blade which promptly popped my fender off.   Sigh, I am way to tired for this crap.  Add on the fact they are now saying our predicted 2" is likely to be 10" or more and my spirits are in the dumps.  Fortunately the damage wasn't terrible, just a dented and broke bumper on a old and tired minivan.

   Time for a pain pill and bed.  I tore some adhesions lifting a patient last night and my gut is killing me and bruised all over.  Some days work is just that, work.  I go to work feeling like 35 and crawl out feeling like 80. 

Saturday, January 20, 2007

Thanks all

   Thanks for the links on the Chinese blowing up their satellite.  That certainly is cause for concern.  The implications are troubling and one has to wonder about the message they are sending. 

   Come on people.  Why can't everyone get along.  You read the journals all over the country and people are all alike.  We just want to raise our families and pay our bills and enjoy our short time on earth.  We are the majority, not the minority.  We don't want to fight.  Don't punish all for the values of a few worldwide.  Why don't all the people hungry for power go hide on some dessert and duke it out and leave the rest of us alone!  If I don't like someone I tell that person, not their entire family.  Sigh.

   Well on this depressing and sad note I will now go to work and do my best to help people, not hurt them.  Take care all.

Saturday here at the park


  At least it will be park like when the snow starts falling again tonight.  Darn white stuff.

   I was running past the desk last night and one of the nurses asked me, what do you think about China blowing up one of our satellites?  Screech................  What!  She said it happened last week and she heard it on the news.  Well... I listen to the news, and read the news all day long and I hadn't heard anything about THAT.  Got home and checked out all the papers and news on line and nothing, nada, Zero.  She is usually pretty well informed so where did she hear this and did anyone else hear anything about this?  I know last year someone tried to blow one up and failed, was she hearing an old newscast?  Enlighten me oh wise and wonderful J-landers.

   Work was busy last night and our computers were down for 2 hours.  You really get so you depend on the darn things.  So there we all sat like smurfs feeling slightly stressed since we couldn't do our charting.  Should have had a potluck.  We could have ate at least, LOL.   No no more potlucks.

    Jumped on the scale and it looks like I will just have a maintain again this week.  What!  I have been good and careful and on plan.  Sigh.  I just watched while the girls at work ate huge candy bars.  Politely declined a slice of pizza.  I haven't even had beer!  My beloved beer.  I am doing everything right except exercising, that is my missing link.  Monday I have to go to my power assessment and I will do some exercising there, steps, sit-ups, treadmill and weight lifting.  Tuesday I am going to the gym.  Alone or with Rick either way I am going to the gym again. Working out and exercising is wonderful, for one thing a slip is more forgiving if you are doing a great workout for 2 hours.  Isn't that just like me, sigh.  Thinking of working out so I can eat more.  I'm hopeless.

   OK another question.  We are going to be connecting to cable soon.  If I drop AOL how does it work getting the free AOL?  Will I have my journal still?  I know some have switched, did it go smoothly.  It will be great to finally watch the video's everyone talks about.

   Well, that's all my rambling.  Got to pop into the shower.  Take care all.


Friday, January 19, 2007

Power Program


      Monday is the start of our Power program at work.  I have to go in for my invaluation and tell them what my goals are.  I have to have 5 and if I make them all in the next year I will get paid for it. 

    Of course my first goal is going to be losing weight.  I want to keep it general and not put a number on it if I can, but I want to lose at least 40. 

   My 2nd goal is to get back to working out and exercising more.  Easy to do in the summer, but I have been terrible here lately. 

    I still have 3 more goals though and am not sure what they want.  Can I say increase my water, become healthier, make better food choices?  We shall see.  Also they check your fitness level.  Now if I had done this in Oct I would have wowed them, but not so great now.  Well, I should definately show improvement by the time this is done.  I have until Monday to come up with my goals.  What should they be?

   Oh one thing.  I have just recently been told I am pre-diabetic.  One of the reasons I started this in the first thing was to prevent becoming a diabetic.  Both my parents were by my age.  So I am going to work on that also.  They say at this stage it is something I can avoid if I start watching my carbs and sugars.  I have been using sugar substitutes for over a year now but carbs play a big roll in it.  I am hoping Monday to get some quidelines.  Now I know as a nurse I should know all about it but most patients all ready have it and the kitchen sends up their meals, the diabetic educator does their teaching and I deal with their hearts.   Its been many years since I was in school and I am sure they have changed a ton of things.  So learning all I can will help.  I have sent away for a class as I need some CEU's and that way I can be my points and learn at the same time.  I do not want to be a diabetic.


What a night

   Man my dogs are dead tired.  Was there a full moon last night.  Confused patients all over the place.  1 down and 3 more to go.  Days like this make my days off so appreciated.

  Well, I am off to bed.  So far I have had 650 calories today.  With supper and a snack I should be about 1000 today.  Wanted to cut way down one day and then back up to 1500.  A day at a time.

Thursday, January 18, 2007

This is Crazy

  We need congress to go on recess because when they are in recess they aren't making more stupid laws and to tell the truth we have plenty as it is, they should get rid of some. 

    Now I heard today Miami is trying to get a law passed making it illegal to have a party in your house where you spend more then $100 for food and have more then 15 people.  That would be Christmas and Thanksgiving!  Gee, do you think the restaurants are behind that new little law?  Who's pockets got padded or who got elected on that little promise.  Sure hope the people in Miami are up in arms about that.

   Of course it is dangerous having parties these days, someone may get sick or hurt on your property and sue you.  They may drink too much and have an accident on the way home and you'll get sued.  They may smoke giving you 2nd hand cancer, they may drink regular pop, become obese and sue you for that.  Maybe you used peanut oil and someone had a reaction.  Best to not entertain at all anymore.  Best not to leave the house.  Best to enclose your property in a high fence and not let anyone come near you. Wait.....someone may try to climb it and fall and then sue me.   Maybe it will soon be a law you can't have fences.....Wait, wait, wait,

  So I know there are some people who read my journal from Florida.  If I have this wrong let me know, or if you can add to this let me know.  If you think this is a good idea let me know.  I would really like to hear that one.....



Good Morning J-land


         Its Thursday which means I work tonight.  Since I was sick last week it seems like forever since I was there.  I slept well last night and it should be a great night. 

   Last night we went out to eat.  Carlos O'Kelly's. I try to check on-line at Calorie King to see if the restaurent is listed so I can choose what to eat before we go. They have a great light menu and it tastes really good. Otherwise didn't do much.  Brought my MIL some supper and boost, went to the library and got 2 books I had reserved by my favorite authors, Christopher Moore and Tim Dorsey, and watched a movie, Saint Ralph.  Anyone seen that?  It was pretty good.  I wasn't sure if I would like it but it was funny and good.

  Got my groceries for the week and spent a fortune.  $117.00.  It is so expensive to eat healthy. Why is it when they reduce the sodium or fat in foods  they increase the cost?  What's with that.  Plus the low salt broth we got was in a smaller can and still cost more.  Ticks me off. 

   Now since the horrible freeze in California I suppose I won't be able to afford any fresh fruit or veggies for the rest of the year.  Meat has become ridiculous.  I used to buy my chickens from the farm, organic big fat cooking hens but then the price went up to $8.00 a chicken!  Yikes.  What's up with that.  I like the organic... chickens get fed lots of nasty drugs otherwise on the market and I don't want to eat them.  Can't afford fish often.  Seems like we spend more time eating multi bean meals to get our protein then meals with meat.  I know it supposedly healthier, but I sure love a nice steak once in awhile.

  Well outside it is snowing and really cold again.  Just what we needed, more snow.  When I was a child we would get snow by Oct. and it would be here until March give or take.  We have been lucky the last few years.  I got spoiled.  As a child I loved the skating.....snow forts.....snow ball fights.  Now I think of increased heating bills, maybe slipping and falling, driving hazards.  I liked being a child better.

   Well, everyone have a great day and I know some people are looking forward to the weekend so they are off work.  Be careful and drive careful so you don't come to hospital and see us nurses.



               FOOTPRINTS...A New Version

Imagine you and the Lord Jesus are walking down the road together. For much of the way, the Lord's footprints go along steadily, consistently, rarely varying the pace.

But your footprints are a disorganized stream of zigzags, starts, stops, turnarounds, circles, departures, and returns.

For much of the way, it seems to go like this, but gradually your footprints come more in line with the Lord's, soon paralleling His consistently.

You and Jesus are walking as true friends!


This seems perfect, but then an interesting thing happens: Your footprints that once etched the sand next to Jesus' are now walking precisely in His steps.

Inside His larger footprints are your smaller ones, you and Jesus are becoming one.


This goes on for many miles, but gradually you notice another change. The footprints inside the large footprints seem to grow larger.

Eventually they disappear altogether. There is only one set of footprints. They have become one.


This goes on for a long time, but suddenly the second set of footprints is back. This time it seems even worse! Zigzags all over the place. Stops. Starts. Gashes in the sand. A variable mess of prints.

You are amazed and shocked.

Your dream ends. Now you pray:

"Lord, I understand the first scene, with zigzags and fits. I was a new Christian; I was just learning. But You walked on through the storm and helped me learn to walk with You."

"That is correct."


"And when the smaller footprints were inside of Yours, I was actually learning to walk in Your steps, following You very closely."

"Very good.. You have understood everything so far."


When the smaller footprints grew and filled in Yours, I suppose that I was becoming like You in every way."



"So, Lord, was there a regression or something? The footprints separated, and this time it was worse than at first."

There is a pause as the Lord answers, with a smile in His voice.

"You didn't know? It was then that we danced!"


To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven: A time to weep, a time to laugh, a time to mourn, and a time to dance.

Ecclesiastes 3:1,4.

Wednesday, January 17, 2007

The Kiss

The Kiss...
He had just saved her from a fire in her house, rescuing her by carrying her out of the house into her front yard, while he continued to fight the fire.

She is pregnant.

When he finally finished putting the fire out, he sat down to catch his breath and rest.

A photographer from the Charlotte, North Carolina newspaper, "The Observer," noticed her in the distance looking at the fireman.

He saw her walking straight toward the fireman and wondered what she was going to do.

As he raised his camera, she came up to the tired man who had saved her life and the lives of her babies and kissed him just as the photographer snapped this photograph.

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And people say animals are dumb

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

-11 degrees

     And they expect it to get colder before it gets warmer.  So far my car has decided to sit this cold weather out by not turning over.  The van is still starting, but its complaining.  Imagine the pleasure of going out to start the car and sitting your butt on those frozen cold seats.  Yikes.  Now just think back to our grandmothers having to use the outhouse in weather like this.  We have got it so much better, LOL. 

   I hear alot of people are still without electricity.  I hope its not that cold there.  My old house would have been fine as the furnace still worked with the electricity out, not this one.  We would be extremely cold without it.  And you know another thing that ticks me out?  The neighbor up the hill.  I can hear his dog barking which means they still have it tied outside in this weather.  How cruel.  Bring your pets in.

   I have a multibean soup started, it is a good day for soup.  Fill it with lots of beans and veggies and just the leanest meat you can find and it is nutritious and low calorie.  Make a loaf of crispy french bread to dip in it and yummy.  The only good things about the cold weather is the hot soups.

   We have to do some running around this morning.  My MIL ran out of her meds and I don't want her trying to walk to the store in this weather.  Normally I encourage her to walk but she would freeze and if she fell in this snow, well it would not be a good thing.  Plus I have some supper for her.  I usually try to make enough we can bring her a meal.  She doesn't like to cook anymore and would eat terrible if we didn't watch her.  The very cheapest TV dinners.  Moths fly out of her change purse.  She can afford to eat better,but her other son mooches a fortune out of her monthly so she is always short.  So much better hitting up your 85 year old mother every month who is on a small pension then actually working.  I can barely talk to the man.  Sigh, oh well now that is another entry, LOL.

  I am getting stir crazy in here.  We had so many accidents around town yesterday with this being the first big snow of the year.  You would think people would slow down, drive slower and give yourself plenty of time to stop.  No....lets drive just as fast as you can, tailgait so that if the person has problems in front of you you too can get in an accident.  And the car behind you and the one behind that one.  I hate going out on the first snow of the year.  Hopefully by today they have all slowed down some.

   Well, everyone have a great day.  I am going to try and stay warm.  I want to hit the gym this afternoon.  I feel so flabby and out of shape.

Monday, January 15, 2007

life explained, a cute story

On the first day, God created the dog and said:  "Sit all day by the door of your house and bark at anyone who comes in or walks past. For this, I will give you a life span of twenty years."  

The dog said: "That's a long time to be barking. How about  only ten years  and I'll give you back the other ten?"

So God  agreed.

On the second day, God created the monkey and said:  "Entertain  people, do  tricks, and make them laugh. For this, I'll give you a twenty-year  life span."

The monkey said: "Monkey tricks for twenty years?
That's a pretty long time to perform. How about I give you back ten like  the dog did?"

And God agreed.

On the third day, God created the cow and said:  "You must go into the field with the far mer all day long and suffer under the sun, have calves, and give milk to support the farmer's family.  For this, I will give you a life span of sixty years."

The cow said: "That's kind of a tough life you want me to live for sixty years. How about twenty and I'll give back the other forty?"

And God agreed again.

On the fourth day, God created man and said: "Eat, sleep, play, marry and enjoy your life. For this, I'll give you twenty years."  

But man said: "Only twenty years? Could you possibly give me my twenty, the forty the cow gave back, the ten the monkey gave back, and the ten the dog gave back; that makes eighty, okay?"

"Okay," said God, "You asked for it."

So that is why the first twenty years we eat, sleep, play and enjoy  ourselves. For the next forty years we slave in the sun to support our  family. For the next ten years, we do monkey tricks to entertain the grandchildren. And for the last ten years, we sit on the front porch and bark at everyone.
Life has now been explained to you.

How Old Is Gramma???

How old is Grandma???

Stay with this -- the answer is at the end.  It will blow you away.

One evening a grandson was talking to his grandmother about current events.
The grandson asked his grandmother what she thought about the shootings at schools, the computer age, and just things in general.

The Grandma replied, "Well, let me think a minute, I was born before:



      polio shots

      frozen foods


contact lenses

      Frisbees and

      the pill

There was no:


credit cards

      laser beams or

      ball-point pens

Man had not invented:


air conditioners


      clothes dryers

      and the clothes were hung out to dry in the fresh air and

'    man hadn't yet walked on the moon

Your Grandfather and I got married first, . . and then lived together.  

Every family had a father and a mother.

Until I was 25, I called every man older than me, "Sir".
And after I turned 25, I still called policemen and every man with a title, "Sir."

We were before gay-rights, computer- dating, dual careers, daycare centers, and group therapy.

Our lives were governed by the Ten Commandments, good judgment, and common sense.  

We were taught to know the difference between right and wrong and to stand up and take responsibility for our actions.

Serving your country was a privilege; living in this country was a bigger privilege.

We thought fast food was what people ate during Lent.  

Having a meaningful relationship meant getting along with your cousins.  

Draft dodgers were people who closed their front doors when the evening breeze started.  

Time-sharing meant time the family spent together in the evenings and weekends-not purchasing condominiums.

We never heard of FM radios, tape decks, CDs, electric typewriters, yogurt, or guys wearing earrings.  

We listened to the Big Bands, Jack Benny, and the President's speeches on our radios.  

And I don't ever remember any kid blowing his brains out listening to Tommy Dorsey.  

If you saw anything with 'Made in Japan ' on it, it was junk.  

The term 'making out' referred to how you did on your school exam.  

Pizza Hut, McDonald's, and instant coffee were unheard of.

We had 5 &10-cent stores where you could actually buy things for 5 and 10 cents.

Ice-cream cones, phone calls, rides on a streetcar, and a Pepsi were all a nickel.

And if you didn't want to splurge, you could spend your nickel on enough stamps to mail 1 letterand 2 postcards.

You could buy a new Chevy Coupe for $600, . . . but who could afford one?
Too bad, because gas was 11 cents a gallon.  

In my day:

    "grass" was mowed,

    "coke" was a cold drink, pot" was something your mother cooked in

    "rock music" was your grandmother's lullaby.  

    "Aids" were helpers in the Principal's office,  

    " chip" meant a piece of wood,

    "hardware" was found in a hardware store and

'     "software" wasn't even a word.

And we were the last generation to actually believe that a lady needed a husband to have a baby. No wonder people call us "old and confused" and say there is a generation gap... and how old do you think I am?

I bet you have this old lady in mind...youare in for a shock!

Read on to see -- pretty scary if you think about it and pretty sad at the same time.     

This Woman would be .  .  .  .  .  

only 58 years old!