Strange

A used-to-be-friend of mine has died and I thought I was ok about it but I guess I'm not. Rest in peace, Patty. 6/9/11 wth?

She was my best friend back in the day. I fended off her ex with a shot gun after picking her up on the road at 3:00 am. I was there when she lost her first born to crib death. I was godmother to her daughter. We started smoking together (not proud, but it's the facts)And then we married off into different lives and saw each other only maybe 3 times in the last 20 years. and so, I saw the news and thought I was ok, but I'm not. no, I'm not.

and this post is for Patty. I'm so sorry.

Merry Christmas to all

So It's Snowing Again

sigh.

Bob

He had a heart catheterization today; discovered no need for the stent, or stunt, or whatever it's called - I like "stunt". Fits. Next step is the thing called a TEE which I forget wth that is, but that will discover whether he needs a new valve replacement. In other words, the exact same surgery he had in 2004. He was discussing whether to get new pig valves, or mechanical valves, which he says make noises! He thinks it might be annoying but I think at least we would be able to tell if something's gone amok, wouldn't we? just by listening.

So far, so good.

The Trip

We actually gotitdone. I was dreading the travel part so much but I have had to overcome a lot of my irrational fears in the last 6 years (driving, etc) and thus I have learned to Do It Anyway. That's what I call it.

so we took a long weekend and flew to see the Boob and Kim and the Mini-Boob. We drove and flew, and all went well with a few glitches nothing serious. We had to get a cart for Bob in between connections at one point because of limited time, and because the up ramp we had to climb getting off the plane put him into pre-heart attack mode; I got to ride too being the Companion and all, so it was fun. On the trip home one flight got delayed which caused us to miss the connecting, but US Airways sent me a voice mail saying they had protected us on the next flight. That's what they called it, "protecting". I like it. Bob had to stop my leg from jiggling on that flight but otherwise I remained calm. I am not afraid of flying; I'm afraid of crashing.

The Mini-Boob has started walking and is in the staggering, tipping mode. It's hilarious. He is a very easy going mellow child (like his father). He looks like Kim but also like Boob, with his father's chin - and! I discovered that he has MY nose so I got a word in edgewise, there. Hope to see him again before he's in high school. It's working out to almost exactly once a year. sigh.

Latest News

Well, we actually got a copy of an actual marriage CERTIFICATE from the courthouse. Bless that lady's heart, that married us, she actually FILED it. And so we are married. I was sure we would have to do it again (have the grandchildren in the wedding party etc) Because although we had the license, we had no proof that we ever used it - because of the way we are.

So that scare's over thanks be to God.

I Found It

Ok, I found the Marriage LICENSE, I do not have a certificate God only knows why, and so let us hope that works. This is for Bob's one (small) retirement benefit from a place he worked - he can pass it on to his wife but we have to prove it. (that I am)

Whatever. It was a long weekend of searching through crap, and there it was, where it belonged to be, after all. Why did I not look there first? Woe

Profile

I have edited my profile to include an interest in "turtles", since too many people also had an interest in "nothing important". JSYK

Update: OK, even more people have an interest in turtles. So I am changing it to "time travel"

wth? now there are 8,500 people interested in time travel. Changing It Again. We can't have people coming here hoping for news of turtles and time travel, can we now?

Update: All is well.

Ok Then

We are going to Vermont so there. we have to see the Maxster that the Boobster has made unreachable in the land-far-away.

I am looking for my marriage certificate. (never mind) It's important. Help me think.

Starting to save for future trips (Florida this winter, Montana in the spring - (we hope spring comes) - have to get there before Brandon leaves for the service). I can't believe that is happening.

I have to spend the winter concerning about my cats. They are getting old, especially Surely.
10 and 11, they are.

So far I have found that being concerned does not help in the least. But I will continue on.

The Boys

We had Alex and Drew this weekend. Soon enough they will be teenagers, hope they still love their Grandma. I know they will hate their parents. Comes with.

Still trying to figure out what Drew is talking about.

Alex, in the middle of nothing, asked me - "Where's Lisa?" and "is she coming home to visit?'
I don't know how to answer that.

Turkey

I am thinking of deep frying one of the turkeys for Thanksgiving, but I am worried about burning the house down. Thoughts?

Update:
Seeing as how I deep sixed my deep fryer this weekend by using peanut oil, which must have over heated it and burned out the doo-hicky, anyway, it does not work! Buying new one tomorrow; must have. Deep fried food is the best. I don't care what you say; we will all die, I will die full and happy.

Can I just go to sleep now

My work is busy - jobs coming up in Canada and Texas. Excuse me - I am too old for this.
Once before I said that I cannot now even explain to someone else how to do my job and that was the God's honest truth. Not that I take any pleasure in knowing all alone how to do it - because I must retire from this crap before my mind goes and before I can't walk, or talk. At least, I think I do. Maybe I could show up every day in a wheel chair?. and with an abacus? But talking is a critical part of it. HAHAHAHA I am the one person you know that really Really REALLY hates to talk. and yet I Have to Do It.

I do not like to talk . Everything is pretty self evident; what's to talk about? Yes, well, dang. Thank God for email. this Small Talk crap is something I have yet to figure out, and yet I have to do it - when I call someone wondering Why In The Heck Have You Not Paid This Bill Yet? and first I have to go through the "how are you's", and how are your accounts payable, by the way, and I love you very much, but you must consider paying this damn bill, (we are talking about hundreds of thousands of dollars, here ) so that I can continue getting a damn paycheck, which I need very much, must you ask, so that I can continue damn EATING, and also, I don't have time to mess with you, I have to call the state dept of damn Texas and set us up as a vendor, never mind Toronto OMG (because those jobs are even bigger than your measly job - and then I can beg them to pay, I guess, and maybe not even in American currency) ok I don't say all of that, but I want to Very Much.

dammitt

OK, I am beginning to hyperventilate.

There is not one person in this world that can figure out all this stuff AND keep up with the day-to-day AND the filing (which becomes critical, especially when you are getting a 3 year audit OMG) and also, my computer is breaking and needs replaced before it becomes critical but there is just no Time! And also, Take Care Of Bob -and if there is such a person, - Come. Now.

You are welcome to it.

Update:
I Hate Everyone! I'm Mrs. Patty

Update:
disregard all of the above

Let's Go

Trying to go to Vermont Nov. 12. I have 2.5 vacation days left. I need 2 for Thanksgiving. Need to go the weekend of Nov. 12. Flights out of Pittsburgh are cheapest. Tell me what to do.

I can't figure this stuff out anymore; I think it's Alzheimer's (not funny)

and, lest we forget - Bob is not in the greatest shape for a 12 hour drive. He needs to go back to valve doctor, etc., etc. , as always now and forever. Best bet is a round trip out of Pitts - 2 hour drive for us.

aaaccckkk

UPDATE:

Printed out all the options and letting Bob figure it out

Update:
Going! yay. Not on the 12th