Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Once Upon A Time ...

Steve and I were out of town somewhere (probably at Disney World). While we were gone, a squirrel apparently got in our house (I never did get the story as to why a squirrel got in our house). Anyhow, Maribeth and Sam devised a grand plan to get the squirrel out of our house. Lynnette's job was to videotape the episode (and laugh uncontrollably). I'm not sure if Molly was with us, at work, or who knows where. Anyhow, you can see the results of their efforts. And we've never had to worry about squirrels in our house since then!!
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Today was a great day because:  I got the upstairs cleaned up; took a load to Goodwill; completed Maribeth's bed switch; completed Molly's curtain hemming; Maribeth brought Chipotle lunch; Steve brought Fat Mo's dinner; Maribeth putting up decals in cubbyhole

Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Brain Pollution

Tonight I watched two episodes of "Real Housewives of New York."  The other night I watched "Real Housewives of Orange County."  I might have just as well watched paint dry - it probably would have better for my grey matter.

In case you've never seen these television shows, they are about "housewives" in each of these two areas (there are also Atlanta, New Jersey, and Beverly Hills franchises).  The women may or may not be wives, so I'm unsure as to why those women are actually on the show, except for the fact that they live in houses.  Or condos that I guess counts as a "house" as much as they count as "wives."

Anyhow, the plot is pretty much the same every episode.  They drink a lot of alcohol, and get in a lot of fights with each other.  Over pretty much nothing.  And by fights I mean lots of loud yelling at the same time with nobody listening.  Everyone is pretty much just yelling and then yelling some more because the other one won't stop yelling to listen and instead is yelling louder.  Then it's time to drink some more and become friends with last week's enemy or become enemies with last week's friends.

Do I think it's mostly scripted?  Yes.  Do I believe any of it?  Not really.  Then why do I watch it?  Because it's like watching a train wreck - it's just hard to turn away.  Since I am really a housewife, I find it fascinating that women behave, or allow themselves to act on camera in a reality show, like this.  My friends and I have never yelled at each other or gotten into such fights.  So I guess I feel like a researcher observing some strange species.

The bad thing is that these shows pollute my brain.  Instead of thinking about sweet things like kitties and puppies, I think about these crazy, screaming women.  My brain overworks itself trying to make sense of these women and coming up with nothing.

So, like Honey Boo Boo and Dance Moms, I really need to give this wackiness up.  I just wish the new season hadn't started ...
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Today was a great day because:  5 miles in the 'hood with KB; lunch with Lisa

Monday, April 21, 2014

I Got A Hole In Each Arm!!

So last week I got a phone call from the Red Cross.  I figured it must be time for my regular blood donation, but it wasn't.  Instead the lady on the other end of the call was asking if I would come in and donate platelets.  I figured, "Why not?" and so I did - today.

As usual, I was running a wee bit late, so by the time I got to the Red Cross building, I was flustered and out of sorts (thanks to the doofus drivers out driving today).  My pulse was elevated, but apparently not elevated enough to kick me out of my new experience.  I answered all the questions (which don't change, nor do my answers - at least until the future day I decide to get a tattoo or go out of the country for a few weeks).  Anyhow, once all the paperwork was finished, I was led back to the "good chairs."  For those of you who don't know, as a regular whole blood donor, you get the gurney.  For platelet donation, you get the big comfy seats with the heating pad.

I was the only one donating platelets at the time, so it was pretty quiet.  The blood lady got everything set up, handed me the remote to the TV (another platelet perk - you get your own TV to watch), and then proceeded to plug in a port in each arm.  Soon my blood was going out of one arm to the magic machine that would deconstruct the blood, take out the platelets, and reconstruct the blood, and then return the blood to my body through the other arm.  At one point my toes started acting all crazy and cramping, but the Boss Blood Lady noticed and told Blood Lady who gave me some more saline.  Or something.  Apparently it's a common reaction to the something that does something with your blood when it's in the machine.  I really didn't pay that much attention, since the toe spasms stopped as soon as Blood Lady adjusted something.  The whole thing took about two hours, or about four or five episodes of "The Office."  Blood Lady took the needles out, patched me up, and I was out and headed home.  All in all, it wasn't such a big deal, and I'm glad to know that the platelets will help somebody who needs it. 

Now if I could just find somebody who harvests fat - I just don't want it back!!
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Today was a great day because:  getting caught up on bills and such; Red Cross ladies and platelet donation process; Donna race shirt in the mail; watching Meb and Jeptoo win the Boston Marathon

Sunday, April 20, 2014

Happy Easter!!

For today's egg hunt, Lindley had pink eggs to find and Everley had yellow eggs to find (easier on the discussion of which eggs belong to whom).  The dads hid the eggs, and we all went out to find them - with Lindley helping Everley a bit here and there.  It ended up being a pretty great egg hunt!!
 
 

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Today was a great day because:  Easter egg hunt; Lindley and Everley time; celebrating Mathieu's birthday; Steve's steaks on the grill

Saturday, April 19, 2014

The Virtual Donna Half-Marathon


As I've said many times, the Breast Cancer Marathon, or 26.2 With Donna, is one of my favorite and repeated races (by the way, I do the half-marathon portion of the race).  I was in danger of not continuing my streaker status this year due to a conflict with Disney's Princess Half-Marathon.  But it all got worked out, since Donna created a virtual race for runners to complete.  All you had to do was do your 13.1 miles in another race or on your own.

I did my 13.1 in conjuction with the Miami Half Marathon in early February.  I met two women at the start of the race who were doing the same thing.  Only they took their picture before the race with both bibs and took them off for the race.  I did not, hence the lovely condition (and added pins) of my Donna bib after a few hours (and hours and hours) of rain and sweat.  Nevertheless, I did my 13.1 for Donna, raised the required Mayo Clinic donation, took my before/after pictures, and waited for my medal to arrive - which it did today.  Which is when I will officially list it as done.

Cheering at the Tampa 3-Day!!
As always, this medal is for my friend Emily.  We became friends when we both lived in Florida and our sons were friends.  We moved away (and away and away), and reconnected when I was asking for donations for a 3-Day BC Walk I was doing.  She was recovering from breast cancer surgery that year - talking about timing!  Every year that I do this race, it marks one more year as a breast cancer survivor for her.  So as symbolic as this race is for many reasons, the fact that every year means another year being cancer free for Emily makes the race even more important.  It means that the monies raised for breast cancer causes makes a difference in research, in treatment, and in all the ways that these organizations help.  It means that every step taken, both in a race or walk and in the fight against breast cancer, is making a difference.  It means that there will be more survivors and more moments in life for these survivors and their friends and families.  But most of all, each year that I do this race, it means that Emily has completed another year in her life - and that's the true medal worth celebrating!
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Today was a great day because:  breakfast at First Watch with Steve and Molly; beautiful sunny spring day