A SNOWFLAKE IS ONE OF GOD'S MOST FRAGILE CREATIONS, BUT LOOK WHAT THEY CAN DO WHEN THEY STICK TOGETHER!
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Hey, it's almost the end of January! Whoo hoo! I guess winter is going fast for me 'cause I'm officially a "shut-in". Since I am home-bound so much, I guess I don't pay much attention to what is happening outside. I know Hubby snow-plowed our little town out. I was a bit surprised to look at my phone screen this morning and see that it was zero degree. You see, I only go out for doctor's appointments and occasionally to get some groceries. However, last week I made out a shopping list and sent Hubby. He's getting pretty good about getting this task done.
The thought of stepping up and down the two steps from our deck onto the concrete walkway scares the heck out of me. Jenna says she thinks I am suffering Post Traumatic Syndrome, because I have to talk myself into actually stepping up on the deck. It does not hurt! But I have to give myself a pep talk just to make my left leg work. Weird.
I have been experimenting with my late dad's cane. Hubby put one of those attachments on the tip to make it stand on four tips instead of just one wobbly one. Kinda like a Hurrycane. It worked pretty well and then he got the idea of sticking the black colored four prong tip onto a broom handle. This made it more like a walking stick. I was demonstrating my "gettin' around" walk for sis-in-law Nina last night, and then it occurred to me . . . it looks just like a long-handled stool plunger. When I commented on this fact, she laughed and said that that was her first impression but she didn't want to say anything. hahahahaha
I'm going to have a hectic week coming up. I get my grandson tonight for a sleep-over, since he doesn't have school tomorrow. Then, starting Wednesday, granddaughter Abby is coming to stay for a week, since her Mom has a trip she needs to take. Hmmmm, I wonder how much work I can get out of the little buggers???? Alec was here the other night, and did a fine job following instructions on taking clean laundry to different rooms and putting them away.
I did venture out Friday to pick up my newest wig. I ordered my light blonde color. These dark blonde wigs I have been wearing look too dull. However, when I picked it up, it cost way more than what had been quoted when I ordered it (grrrr), so the guy cut the price a bit. Then I get home (Hubby has already told me he hates this style) and I realize that this doesn't look or fit anything like the sample I tried on in the first place. The one I wanted was a bit fuller, a tad longer in length in the back and on the sides. This one is skimpy through the back and has spikey curls that flip up and makes it look even more sparse across the back of the head. hmmmm Guess what? There are NO returns on wigs. waaa waaa waaa
I have made our February room reservations for Mayo Clinic. They sent me a schedule which shows that the first day I'm there, there will be non-stop tests from 6:40 AM until 3:30 PM. Next day is more tests, and then the third day surgery is scheduled to take out the tumor on the para thyroid (?). We have to be in Rochester a day early so we can make our first appointment, and then spend an additional night in the hotel, to make sure I'm okay after surgery. Rooms there are expensive but I got one that is right across from the Clinic, and has an underground subway station right in the hotel to travel to all the buildings. Location and convenience is utmost in my mind. Niece Susan took her husband to Mayo for his eyes, and stayed in a hotel like this. The subway system was invaluable to them, because they had been there during a snow storm, and they didn't have to walk or drive in that mess, to get to his appointments. Oh, Mayo also UPSed me a brand new 24-hour pee test. Evidently the results from the test I just did for the oncologist didn't cover some of the info that they need.
Folks, I'm getting kinda tired. I want my old life back! Please.
The reservations for The Woodbridge Building are still coming in. People who have been to functions there are now reserving their own parties. I've got some graduation parties already line up for May and June, and even a repeat Christmas get-together in December. This community is being so good to me.
The bad part about it, is that Jenna has to come out and restock supplies and clean between gigs. Between work and her family, her schedule is already pretty hectic, but she still does it. I can not wait until I can take care of it myself. Since I live one minute away, it is so convenient for me to go down and work there. And, if I happen to forget something at home, it is soooo close to run back to my house and get it.
After all these years, I have finally found my "happy place". Sometimes, I call it "Janene's Playhouse".
Well, guess I will limp out to the living room and watch more drama of the shut-down. I am so concerned for a friends of mine who works at the Atlanta airport. I can't even imagine what a financial disaster this is for her.
GOD BLESS YOU ALL AND GOD BLESS OUR COUNTRY
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Hey, it's almost the end of January! Whoo hoo! I guess winter is going fast for me 'cause I'm officially a "shut-in". Since I am home-bound so much, I guess I don't pay much attention to what is happening outside. I know Hubby snow-plowed our little town out. I was a bit surprised to look at my phone screen this morning and see that it was zero degree. You see, I only go out for doctor's appointments and occasionally to get some groceries. However, last week I made out a shopping list and sent Hubby. He's getting pretty good about getting this task done.
The thought of stepping up and down the two steps from our deck onto the concrete walkway scares the heck out of me. Jenna says she thinks I am suffering Post Traumatic Syndrome, because I have to talk myself into actually stepping up on the deck. It does not hurt! But I have to give myself a pep talk just to make my left leg work. Weird.
I have been experimenting with my late dad's cane. Hubby put one of those attachments on the tip to make it stand on four tips instead of just one wobbly one. Kinda like a Hurrycane. It worked pretty well and then he got the idea of sticking the black colored four prong tip onto a broom handle. This made it more like a walking stick. I was demonstrating my "gettin' around" walk for sis-in-law Nina last night, and then it occurred to me . . . it looks just like a long-handled stool plunger. When I commented on this fact, she laughed and said that that was her first impression but she didn't want to say anything. hahahahaha
I'm going to have a hectic week coming up. I get my grandson tonight for a sleep-over, since he doesn't have school tomorrow. Then, starting Wednesday, granddaughter Abby is coming to stay for a week, since her Mom has a trip she needs to take. Hmmmm, I wonder how much work I can get out of the little buggers???? Alec was here the other night, and did a fine job following instructions on taking clean laundry to different rooms and putting them away.
I did venture out Friday to pick up my newest wig. I ordered my light blonde color. These dark blonde wigs I have been wearing look too dull. However, when I picked it up, it cost way more than what had been quoted when I ordered it (grrrr), so the guy cut the price a bit. Then I get home (Hubby has already told me he hates this style) and I realize that this doesn't look or fit anything like the sample I tried on in the first place. The one I wanted was a bit fuller, a tad longer in length in the back and on the sides. This one is skimpy through the back and has spikey curls that flip up and makes it look even more sparse across the back of the head. hmmmm Guess what? There are NO returns on wigs. waaa waaa waaa
I have made our February room reservations for Mayo Clinic. They sent me a schedule which shows that the first day I'm there, there will be non-stop tests from 6:40 AM until 3:30 PM. Next day is more tests, and then the third day surgery is scheduled to take out the tumor on the para thyroid (?). We have to be in Rochester a day early so we can make our first appointment, and then spend an additional night in the hotel, to make sure I'm okay after surgery. Rooms there are expensive but I got one that is right across from the Clinic, and has an underground subway station right in the hotel to travel to all the buildings. Location and convenience is utmost in my mind. Niece Susan took her husband to Mayo for his eyes, and stayed in a hotel like this. The subway system was invaluable to them, because they had been there during a snow storm, and they didn't have to walk or drive in that mess, to get to his appointments. Oh, Mayo also UPSed me a brand new 24-hour pee test. Evidently the results from the test I just did for the oncologist didn't cover some of the info that they need.
Folks, I'm getting kinda tired. I want my old life back! Please.
The reservations for The Woodbridge Building are still coming in. People who have been to functions there are now reserving their own parties. I've got some graduation parties already line up for May and June, and even a repeat Christmas get-together in December. This community is being so good to me.
The bad part about it, is that Jenna has to come out and restock supplies and clean between gigs. Between work and her family, her schedule is already pretty hectic, but she still does it. I can not wait until I can take care of it myself. Since I live one minute away, it is so convenient for me to go down and work there. And, if I happen to forget something at home, it is soooo close to run back to my house and get it.
After all these years, I have finally found my "happy place". Sometimes, I call it "Janene's Playhouse".
Well, guess I will limp out to the living room and watch more drama of the shut-down. I am so concerned for a friends of mine who works at the Atlanta airport. I can't even imagine what a financial disaster this is for her.
GOD BLESS YOU ALL AND GOD BLESS OUR COUNTRY
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