Hi, it's Tuesday
Hello Judy...homemade noodles huh?? I would have said, if people would leave us alone I probably could make pasta!!! Tell them, you will be lucky if the noodles are cooked!!! LMAO!!!!
I hope the new application all works out. I know you have places to fill. Keep weeding out...get rid of the slugs!!!!
Those guys make me want to puke....how gross!! Why would you go anywhere smelling like that...YUCK!!!! So glad they decided to leave.
Last night was the first night in weeks that I slept good....no nightmares....that is good!! Tomorrow I have to get up early to go grocery shopping. I hope I sleep well tonight.
No news for me....other than my granddaughter, Amanda and her guy Tyler will be here tomorrow evening for dinner and to spend the night...that makes me smile!! I hope he can find a job in Minnesota, Oregon is just to far away!!
Get a good night's sleep tonight.
I love you...hugs...connie d
Hello my sweet sistas!
Boy, am I missing y'all this week! I don't like being without my computer every day. But I'm on Butch's laptop right now, so I can chat a bit.
Before I forget, Carla, hon, I'm so sorry you are still in the hospital. If I was home this week, I would send you a card at least. You've always been so sweet to send little things to me! I sincerely hope you are long gone from the hospital by the time I get home again!!!
And everyone else, I have been reading, but have a hard time remembering specifics unless I can open two pages at once and go back and forth between them. Hard to do on the laptop, so I'll just have to say a generic, "I'm thinking of each of you!"
So, we are back in Houston this week. Butch is receiving his radiation treatments daily, and so far, there's nothing to it. The treatment takes about 15 minutes. The whole thing takes about an hour, by the time we drive there, park, do the treatment, and drive back to Butch's brother's house. Couldn't be easier. I hope it continues like this.
We are, of course, staying with Butch's brother and his wife. It's okay. They are very sweet to let us stay here. But, they have no kids; instead they have DOGS! And when I say dogs, I mean DOGS! Karen is a ****er spaniel nut. She has 5 dogs of her own and then she fosters other ****ers. I think last night there were 7 dogs here. Tonight there are 8. It's crazy loud when they all start barking. And they get up EARLY. They were all up and barking at 5 a.m. this morning. Oy vey.
But don't get me wrong. I'm very grateful to them for opening their home to us. It would be costing us over $1000 a week to stay at the Rotary House (the MDA-owned hotel), and frankly, we are quite sick of that place. So we are happy to be here, all the dogs nothwithstanding! Arf!
Well, since we are here in Houston, and since we are so close to Dr. Garth's office (Dr. Garth was my WLS), I decided it was a good time to go see him. I do have an appointment with him next Tuesday afternoon. But this morning that dumb girl at the front desk sent me on such a wild goose chase! I needed to get my bloodwork done, you know? They couldn't draw it at the office, because the girl who draws the blood has a sick child today. Okay, so they send me to the hospital. Only that dumb cluck didn't really know WHERE to send me. That hospital campus is HUGE and I went all over it, from one building to the next, trying to find this one specific lab. I kept calling her, and every time I did, she told me a different location!!! I finally, finally, finally plopped my butt down in one lab and refused to move again. The lab tech was very sweet and she helped me get my orders from Dr. Garth's office. Which was another snafu. That silly chick kept saying she had to check with the nurse first. I kept saying, "But WHY??? It's just my annual bloodwork. It's the same orders for everyone every year!" Arrgghh. She 'bout drove me 'round the bend this morning.
I think that Butch and I are going out either tomorrow night or Thursday night to meet one of his rig buddies who is here in Houston at a drilling school. So I had to bring one nice outfit because he's staying at the Houstonian, which is a really posh hotel over by the Galleria. Butch and I once spent a weekend there while we were courting and I have Very Fond Memories of that particular hotel! It was where Butch proposed to me!
Today when we finished radiation, we went to Whole Foods and had lunch there. OMG, I had the BEST thing. It was a turkey meatball with sage and cranberries. It was DELICIOUS! Think of turkey and dressing and cranberries all rolled into one large croquet and baked together. I am going to make them for our Thanksgiving dinner and skip baking that big ol' bird and all that mess! I am psyched! I loved it.
Sandy and Karen's house is at a really prestigious address here in Houston, but honestly, it is so full of clutter it's driving me bats. I mean every single room is packed to the gills with JUNK! Well, pardon me, I mean antiques. Some of her pieces ARE very nice, but most of this stuff just looks like junk and clutter to me. I do not know how many ****er spaniel statuettes and figurines and posters she has, but there have to be hundreds of them. And books, books, and more books, and magazines stacked everywhere, and every kind of dust collector you can think of. Me? I'm the type to think less is more. I could never live with all this mess. I would have to start culling it out.
Butch has gotten very enthused about us moving again. We've been talking about selling the lakehouse for the past year. I mean, we love Canyon Lake, but we don't really love living full time in the house we bought there. It was ideal for a vacation home, but it's not so ideal for a real home. And in order to make it ideal, we would need to gut the kitchen and the master bathroom, and that would take thousands of dollars, and we just don't think the value of the property would support such an investment. Also, Butch just isn't happy living in a neighborhood on a quarter acre.
SO. He's been land hunting on-line. Well, dang if he hasn't found a property that looks very good to both of us. It's in Waelder, an itty bitty town about an hour closer to Houston than we are now. That's a plus, because we're going to be coming to MDA at Houston for the rest of Butch's life, I'm sure.
It's 25 acres and a gorgeous old Victorian home from the 1900's. The house needs extensive work. But you know, that's right up my alley. I LOVE to decorate. And I have always wanted to get my hands on a old girl like that Victorian beauty and do 'er up right! I mean, I could stay busy on that project for years!
So, we'll see. We are going to stop by there on the way home on Friday and take a look. If we like it, we'll call the realtor and make an appointment to go see it on Saturday. I'm more than a bit excited over the prospect. The house isn't really habitable right now, but that's okay. We didn't plan to put the lakehouse up for sale until next spring/summer. And even then, we could move the RV there and live in that while renovations were going on. It could really be a LOT of fun! So maybe.
Most of all, I'm just thrilled that my husband is back to making plans and talking about the future again! He acts and feels so much more like himself this week! Praise God!
Well, I've chattered on enough for one afternoon. Like I said, I've missed y'all! Love you all so much!
Vickie
Hello Vickie....I would have taken that chick at the front desk and stuffed her in the nearest trash can!! OMG what you had to go through!!! I am glad you finally got it done!!
So happy to hear that the radiation is going well. I just keep sending love and prayers!!!
I am like you...I don't like clutter....it makes me agitated. All those dogs, all that dust, all the animal hair and dander....oh my...I would be dead in an hour!! You are brave to stick it out. I am sure you are having some fun!!
I love Whole Foods....I wish we had one here. I would have to find a ride to the Twin Cities!!
A Victorian house...always a dream of mine. I hope it works out for you. I know you ....it will be a show place when you are done!!! That is exciting!!!
I am thrilled for you that Butch is making more plans!!! That has to take a bug load off your shoulders.
God Bless you both. I miss you but I understand.
Much love and many hugs always....connie d
Hi Vickie!
So good to hear from you. And glad that your husband is making plans.
As for the five dogs ... well, I once dog-sat for a couple in Lubbock with seven dogs, all rescues. The man was going to Mayo for stem cell transfers for Hodgkins, and his wife was going with him for the first week. They didn't want to board the dogs. All the dogs slept in bed with them. So they all slept with me. Well, I'm allergic to dogs. I was fine. (they were small dogs). But it was an interesting week, let me tell you. Unfortunately, the treatment didn't work and Bruce died about a year ago (he was my brother Gary's best friend). His wife still has about four dogs as the other three died.
Glad to hear life is somehow getting back to normal. Your doctor's clerk sounds a bit like our obit freelancer ... could they be related? How do these people function?
Good Evening Eileen, and all my OFF Friends,
Wow, I've had the weirdest day here. My morning was absolutely wonderful. I watched Frankie this morning, and part of the afternoon. Colleen was chaperoning a field trip with Izzy's class, then heading to the doctor. She's been having terrible headaches, for days, in the back of her head. Please pray. The doc asked about her headache history, and she has a history of migraines. Then, he asked about a family history of brain aneurysms. My mother-in-law survived one back in 1996. So, her ordered an MRA, which is a scan of the veins leading to, and in the brain. I can't talk to anyone about it. So, I'm sharing it here. Please do not mention this on Facebook.
Well, today, while I was watching Frankie, I went outsie to help a young neighbor, and immediately had the worst allergy attack ever. To make matters worse, the power went out all over town, and a few neighboring towns. So, when I got home, I had to open my windows, instead of being able to turn on the AC. I felt like I was dying till about an hour ago. The power was out for two hours, and that was just long enough to make me sick enough to require me to take two Benadryl, and my regular allergy meds earlier than scheduled. Now, my nose and eyes aren't itching anymore, but my head is killing me. So, I missed my Bible study tonight.
So, my day of fun with Frankie turned miserable because of a beautiful day, causing an allergy attack.
Hugs,
Trish
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