Chapstick!

I am a lipgloss, chapstick, vasiline next to the bed addict. I always have been. (as well as other types of addicts). I always have some lip goo of some sort in close reach. At work I carry it in my pocket....at home it is usually in the poocket of my jeans, in what my DH refers to the "nest" on my bedside table, not to mention several in my purse.

Chapstick is the topic. Why you ask? This is why.

I don't really know how it happened, I ran out of chapstick. I KNOW there must have been a tube floating around here somewhere, but I couldn't find it. This is a couple of weeks ago.

I stopped at a gas station on the way to work to get smokes, and in the bin next to the register was chapstick..the regular one in the black and white tube, no flavor(I do love the flavors) no spf, just the basic black chapstick.

My Dad ALWAYS has chap stick in his pocket. Although he called it "lip ice", don't know why. He carries it  in  his change pocket. The change would ALWAYS rub off the label. The end result looked like just a white tube. No label, no nothing, but he ALWAYS had it.

I was halted, I bought the basic chap stick...and several more since then. The weird thing is...I find myself saving the stupid .99 cent chap stick only to use it once in a while once in a while. I have reverence to the chap stick....and DAD.

I actually thought I lost this tub the other day, I was upset. It was so stupid...I can buy another .99 cent basic, boring lip ice.

It was all of  the memories of Dad. I wish I wold have known, I only had a limited time, before he had Alzheimer's, I wish I would have said more, I wish I  would have told him I love him  more. If you are new to the blog see this post. http://trying2getit.blogspot.com/2010/10/fishing.html

Now I am crying, and so now I stop. If you read this, make sure you tell those important to you in you life how much you love them everyday. Get rid of the petty, and spend as much time with your loved ones as you can. Sadly, we just never know what will happen next.

A Poem from Bonus Son...

Ya probably need to blow this up to read it, but I really think it is worth the effort!

We Have a New Addition to Our Family!!!!!!!

No, I am not preggers. Not that DH and I wouldn't like to have one of our own, but I got fixed early on in my first marriage, and to reverse it is about $25,000 out of pocket. And, no more pets...Although, my DH tries to talk me into another dog almost on a daily basis. 

DH and I have been talking a long time about fostering kids. We need to go through a 12 week class in the county.

So we decided to adopt a 21 year old. Maybe it is pre-fostering practice. Good news...no diapers to change.

I have noticed many of my kids' friends, that they don't know what it is like to have a family meal. To me dinner conversation is the best way to know what is going on, and how to connect. TRUST ME!!!...we have some crazy dinner conversation at this house. Nothing is off limits, but  I think that is soooo important.

This new addition, has had a really rough up bringing. Not that his parents don't love him, I know they do...he has just never been parented.

He has never known a home where you don't have to ASK  for a glass of milk.....where food is just there for the taking. He has never known of a home where if you put your clothes in the hamper, they get washed. He has never known a home where when broken rules,doesn't mean you will get hit, or kicked out. He hasn't known a home that has clear, and consistent rules, with appropriate consequences.

A day a couple of weeks ago...my DS was at his house. My son called my DH, because this child's step-father, was beating him. The police were called. My DH sat and watched, while the police came, and questioned everyone, including my son. The mother, the step-father, and my bonus son were all taken to jail. The mother, and step-father got out of jail. They left the boy there. We posted bonus son's bail.

He has been here since.  Sometimes....I feel like we try to do things that are HUGE...like foster a child. I realized, that sometimes we need to look in our own back yard.

So many to help so little time.

Oh Crap Principal Called at 7:45...Had to be in his office at 8:00

Oh for the love!!! I did mention I did have a ton to talk about. First I could not get on my own frickin' computer to even blog this without have to bitch at my husband. Not his fault, apparently someone else tried to log on, an failed. Sooo Now my password doesn't work.

So after working until after 11:00pm, and driving through major snow over ice, I got home at around 12:30.

Now we need to back up a few days.

So my beloved, my dear son, got suspended on Thurs. For what you ask? Does it matter? Apparently it was bad enough to get suspended. I was at work. The Vice Principal spoke to my DH. He asked me to call the Principal on Monday...which I did. He had a family emergency...I got bounced back to the VP, VM. I left a message, I said I am here, call me please....I have errands to run , and I have to leave for work at 1:30. Nada!

So, this morning after I finally got home from work in the frickin snow and ice, at around almost 1:00am...I get a call from the VP. The call came in at 7:30am. He said, " So sorry I didn't get back to you yesterday...can you meet today?" Sure. I wipe the sleep from my eyes, and look for a cup of coffee. He also said that the Principal would call me soon, ya the one that was out yesterday. Within 90 frickin seconds I got a  call back. I had to report to the Principal's office in 15 mins...SHIT there is snow on the road STILL, I have not slept much, trying to brush my teeth, and get dressed at the same time.

I actually said to my DH, who actually was in the shower at the time....WTF, I need to be in the principal's office in 15mins.  Now, I have a break for a moment. I light a smoke as I write this, while drinking ANOTHER cup of coffee.  The ER was WAY less stressful.

Now I need a nap, before I do it all again

So much more to come!!!

I have so much more to say at the moment. Sadly, I must leave early for work due to the icy roads.

I feel that is a good start of getting back in the saddle.

Have Pee Will Travel!

OK, so earlier last week I KNEW I had a bladder (UTI) infection. Maybe as a result of the chandelier sex.

Anyhow, so you know you have it, you KNOW you need antibiotics, but your Dr. still needs the pee to verify that so you can get the drugs to make you feel better.

This is where working in a hospital lab comes in handy. So I called my Dr.(who is not with the hospital I work for) to fax a script for a Urine test. That was Tues. I got it Wed am. I registered with the hospital to have lab work done. Then I was so crazy busy, every time I could eek out 10mL of pee I was no where near the lab. I know you girls know that when you have one of these infections you feel like you have to pee ALL THE TIME, BUT you can pee 3 drops, when you try.

Anyhow, so I waited to the end of my shift to try, and NOTHING, NADA...3 drops.....not enough to do the test. UG! I took a pee cup home with me. I had the next day off. I figured I would just drive it in to be tested. I felt so crappy the next day, the last thing I wanted to so was drive my pee to work 40mins away. I drank cranberry juice, and figured I would tough it out until the next day when I had to work.

The next am SUCCESS! I actually went 20mL in the morning. I put my pee in the fridge...NOT the one in the house, the one in the garage. Somehow, I thought that was less gross.

I got in the car to go to work a few hours later...I forgot the pee. Crap!!!!! I turned around to get the pee, because now it has gotten to the point where it is hard to even stand.  Grabbed the pee, and tossed it on the passenger seat and peeled out down the road. About a mile down the road I look at the passenger seat which is now wet. It took a second to compute...SHIT IT'S THE PEE!!!.

Two thoughts went through my head at the same time. 1. I NEED TO SAVE THE PEE. 2. I'm really glad I have car seat covers. I swerve to the side of the road, grab the pee container, inspect it...whew...still 10mL enough for the test. I secure the top. I then address the car seat cover...well I threw it away.

Got to work. The labs were run. Surprise UTI infection. Dr. faxed my prescription. I am feeling better.

Maybe Chandelier Sex Should End at 40

If  you are one of my biological, or "adoptive" children you might want to turn away now. I did promise in my preamble that I would talk about sex, and this entry is so about that, but I will spare everyone the details.

So hubby and I try to fit in making love when we can in our schedule. We both feel we need to work on making it a priority. Trust me it's always good when we get around to it. I not ashamed, or embarrassed to say that. We are married it is so allowed.

That is the big question...isn't it? We get  so busy with kids, jobs, the house, chores....we often leave the sex life on the back burner.   My DH, and I are so guilty of that. It REALLY is important.  We know that so sometimes we overcompensate.

So this particular interlude was not just the maintenance get it done session. It was the HOT, CRAZY, LASTS FOR HOURS, wake up in the morning and, say to each other, "Did, we actually do THAT"? Kind of sex.

Although, the night was amazing, both of us were so soar. Every muscle hurt. We could barely get out of bed. My left knee killed me for over a week. I SERIOUSLY thought I blew out my ACL. It is slowly getting better.

As soar as both of our bodies were the next day. I told myself...last night
 was hot. I was willing to go again. In the midst of passion...My DH got a splitting pain in his head...maybe his blood pressure.

We both felt so bummed that we are getting older, and WTF when did chandelier sex become a challenge?

We are tyring to figure out a sex work out plan to correct this problem.

That's all I have to say about that.

SO much to say so little time

I have so many things I want to talk about, but have been so busy with work, and family. I have set aside these next hour or so to tried to get caught up.

Some really great stories. I will leave it at that and get to work.

Not sure if this is white board, or my brain today...maybe both.

So I was blow drying my hair, the longest it has been in YEARS. Why you ask? I decided when I was 40 I would grow it out one last time...and give it to "lock's of love"(Sp?) The hair annoys me mostly. It takes so much more time to get ready. I am not a good blow dryer. When I had long hair before some one did it for me..not so bad. The good thing about long hair is ya can put it into a ponytail....my favorite.

Anyhow, as I was blow drying my hair after nearly an hour of air drying..I have a ton of hair, I thought about my daughter. I thought about how hard it is to try to spend time with her. She is older, a freshman in college, has a job, a b/f that I think is GREAT for her.

Why is it so hard for us to make a date?

We went out for my b-day on Friday. We went to dinner early upon her request. I have to admit she was right on that one. The show, which was amazing, went longer than I thought it would.

I feel she takes on too much responsibility at her dad's house w/her younger brothers. Which is the agreement that they will pay for half of college.

I have been busting my ass at work to put tires on her car, give her a computer at graduation, and toss her a few hundred here and there. I will continue to do so.

My question is why is it so hard to be a part of my DD life? I know, I know...she is sprouting wings to fly. Is is so bad to fly to me every once in a while?

My Brain Today #1

Again I remind you this is stream of conscience.....

I will set the scene however. Worked last night until midnight. I celebrated the Packer win. I, as well as pretty much every one in the hospital wore packer gear. We do actually have nuns that work in the hospital. And YES they wear habits. One of them mentioned to me that she felt  out b/c she had no Green Bay stuff. I removed my blinking LED necklace, and placed it over her head....not far from the rosary she wore around her waist.

so fast forward to 11:00 pm....The time when  I went to  draw blood in the ER. The guy pulled back from
 me. and there was blood EVERYWHERE! on my pants, on my skin, I just had to ask for help .I had to change my  clothes

I had to call for  a pair of scrubs.
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So my brain today....

"Oh , Christ,,,,wholly crap it is 12:00  Now what? Well, I guess, you get your ass up and get some new scrubs. So my lime green scrubs are toast. done. garbage! OK, so I will stop at Walmart. On the way to Walmart, I  took the back roads...I stopped to  grab a coffee....Oh  my!! They had the best pastry ever.

Bought one and ate it,

Ok, Back toWalmart. So I have the mission of scrubs at Walmart.  So trying to only achieve the job of  scrubs...on the way I think...oh PJ pants....they are on sale,...I so need new pj pants. It was just the other day that the dogs were playing tug-o-war with my pj pants. Then my DH made his point by ripping the the entire ass out of my  pj pants, because they should have long been retired.

OK back to Wal mart. So here is the thought process. 

"Need scrubs to replace scrubs I had to toss....OMG pj pants are on sale...I need those....crap why are there never any x small....( hold them up to me....the length seems ok) I choose one pair. I see a rack just beyond that had a 3$ sale sign. I find 3 more pj pants.

Yet, I still need scrubs. I get to the scrub section. I need to replace my lime green, but maybe purple...and coral would BE AWESOME. Sadly, Walmart only carries mostly the huge sizes. I did settle on  the small....not the x small pants. There was an AMAZING "Betty bloop" top that was only in xl....sad.

So now  I check out. I stand in the check-out lane. I see the rag mags. I can't help it. I was compelled..."people" pulled me in...and then, and now for the worst....I bought the "Enquirer". I did, I could not help it....I got sucked in by the power of the Walmart. 

Not Blocked ANYMORE!!!!!!

I do apologize for non regular posts. I guess as disorganized as I am I need to try to organize my thoughts. Eventhough I have not been blogging on a regular basis, I have been writing thoughts down on the whiteboard that is behind my desk, as well as several scraps of paper.

Aside from that I have decided to do some stream of conscience blogs...this came to me today, as I was shopping at Walmart.

So the next two "themes" if you will, are going to be "Whiteboard", or "My Brain Today".

I will work on them now