Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Happy Birfday Hanna!


It’s your BIRTHDAY shout HOORAY…we want to sing to you today!
One year older and wiser too….Happy Birthday {uhh} TO YOU!

Yep, it’s another birthday.  Today my wild child Hanna turns 15.
She’s sassy and unrestrained, windswept and romantic.  Awful and crazy, unruly and smarter than the average mom…by far.

She was my sleepless toddler that would have “midnight” snacks with her insomniac mama.  She dances to the sound of her own music, she dresses like no other for that purpose alone.  She makes her own statement and it’s generally loud.

She says what she’s thinking and laughs at her own follies.  She’s capable and filled with wonder.  She never gets down long because she always has a back-up plan.  Failure isn’t an option, it’s never considered; she’s too busy plotting her come back.

Sweet as sugar and pretty as a blooming wild flower don’t turn your back on this one.  She can beat most boys in a video game and in hand-to-hand combat if you mess with her family.  {Only she can beat up her siblings, no one else.  Wink}

She’s the girl with the plan, and has the fire to get there.

Hanna, Moi, Bailey, Busy


All of my pics are on the other computer and what’s worse is I don’t have a photo thingy-doer now that Picnic closed.  Yah, I’m always behind the curve but…as you know.



She’s the saucy Red-Head!

Look at both of their "Precious Moments" eyes.
One of my all time favorites of Hanna...notice Lil Man in the bottom left corner.  Birds of a feather...whew
And this is how we feel about her most of the time! 
 
I love you Hanna… The spice of my life.



loves,
Mama



Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Take two...


So, the doctor put me back on meds.  I did switch my day off for yesterday so I could lie in bed.  I like to think I was being smart, but mostly my body shut down for the day. {wink} sounds about right so I won’t take credit for being smart; not ‘intelligent’ anyway.  She said that if gets worse or comes back again I need to go to a specialist to get it eradicated. 
I don’t know about you but I’m thinking that sounds less pleasant than the C-diff itself.  I imagine there’s some un-named military facility that takes care of that.  {wink}
I went to work today, slow and steady and I’m certain I will be good as new tomorrow… fine, weathered and somewhat unpolished but moving better all the same.

Now on to the things that really don’t matter, but matter a lot because I’m easily entertained and distracted by things that glitter and ideas that sparkle.

I was thinking today how excited I am.  Remember when I said when I get more energy I’ll be creative again?  Yah, well it turns out the lack of energy is inspiring me.  {weird right?}

I have been in the craft room here and there; yes the 4 days I was ‘healed’ and off my antibiotics and I started organzizing and dreaming and cleaning and then messing things up again and I’m so inspired by some of the new lines that are materializing in my brain.

Really I have to jump the gun soon and get the jewelry/accessory shops up quick like a bunny as Mama would say because… The Cottage takes up way more time because those homespun crafts take a bit more time and love to create and I was sorely disappointed in my shops last year; however lack of inventory was due to me going back to work so that was still a blessing.
{I think I broke my record for a run-on sentence…Yes!)
I know, I really should set my goals a bit higher.

Okay so I also wanted share this.  After my last post it wasn’t long before my Nay from Cover to Cover text me.  She is a WAY better friend than me.  She always checks on me and has this wondermous way of cheering me up.
Here’s me walking like the Hunch Back of Notre Dame as Po helped me so we could get my script from the Doc and I get a text.
Nay:  So, are you just laying there for realz?
Me:   Getting my prescription…already having a hard time walking.  Come  visit.
Nay:  I want to.  Don’t die on me.  We’re supposed to die old together.
Me:  I promise!  It would be lame to meet face to face for the first time at my funeral :p
Nay:  Especially since it doesn’t really fit in to the budget, ya know?
Me:  Yah, I have to be practical, even in death… I miss you so very much…
Nay:  How about a joke?
Me:  You got one cuz I’ve only got “crappy” jokes… Ahhahahahahaha!
Nay:  Knock knock
Me:  Who’s there?  It better be Nay.
Nay:  LOL Broken Pencil
Me:  Broken pencil who?
Nay:  Oh nevermind it was a pointless joke.
Me:  Ahahahahaha! AWESOME!  I can’t wait to tell the kids so I can mess it up!

Yes, that easily, she cheered me up like you wouldn’t believe.  And yes, we are that easily entertained…oh and yah, I do mess up just about every joke I try to repeat.
{And for some reason just now could not spell 'repeat' to save my life}

Two long days to go until inventory is over for the month.  Then onto feeling better and being more creative.

There was a time in my life when I was with Mr. B and life was ugly and sleep was rare.  So at night when insomnia would visit I used my time wisely.  I actually made more from home from my little craft supply/scrapbooking shop than I do working outside the home now.

What if…  Well, I guess we’ll see huh?

Have a beautimous rest of the week! 


loves,
Pidg



Monday, July 23, 2012

Update, pics and a relapse...


Do you ever have those times when you think, “Hey I should update everyone on what’s been going on…” but then you don’t?

I've been thinking that and doing nothing about it a lot lately.
I’m not sure why though.  

So, I got really sick.  The kind of sick I really don’t want to go into detail about.  Have you heard of C-diff?  Clostridium Difficile…look it up.  

Mine was bad.

It seems I waited too long to go to the doctor  {weird right?}  Stubborn was never even mentioned, no.

Basically, the antibiotics I was on for my abscess tooth attacked all of my good bacteria in my intestine.  Not only did it leave the bad it grew and grew and then thought making two different types of toxins was a good idea.  {For the record I completely disagreed.}

It tore out the lining of my gut and ‘poof’ I wanted to die.  I worked until I couldn’t walk anymore because I was so weak and Po had to help me get to the car.  No, not embarrassing at all, just ultra-lame. 

By the time I got to the doctor they hooked me up to an IV and said the word “hospital”.  I managed to laugh and politely refuse.  It was 4 days on the most awful antibiotics {ironic I know} before I could really walk around except for making it to the bathroom to purge about 18-20 times per day…not including the night.
{Not exaggerating}

Before C-diff I had been losing weight and was feeling pretty good about it.  Then this hit.  I lost over 18 lbs in a week and a half.  Not cool.

In all honesty, I think it was an attack on my life.  No really, it makes sense… you don’t think so?  {giggle}  You know how I feel about conspiracies.  You have to watch out.  {wink}

Meanwhile, Bailey came for a visit last week and it was so to nice be with her and have the family together again.  My babies are growing so fast it’s ridiculous.  She agreed not to turn 20 in December and I’m feeling much better now.




I can't believe they're mine.



I can definitely believe they're mine.

They stopped fighting for the camera...good girls.


He smells really...really good.

Lil plotters, you can see it in their eyes.

I can look at him all day.  As a matter of fact, I'm creepily staring at him right now. {wink} No really, I am.



Something else happened, it kind of shook me up.  I can’t go into specifics because to be honest, I’m actually thinking about closing up shop on my blog because of the ‘incident’.  But then again, I’ve never turned away from a challenge before.  So with a sardonic laugh, I’ll keep trudging and continue to remember, I’m not as crazy as them.

The last portion of the most boring update known to man is this.  I finished the disgrosting antibiotics that give me a metallic taste last Wednesday.  Two weeks of blahhh.  But...C-diff is back.  It seems 20% of people with C-diff relapse.  It also seems 65% of those 20% relapse a third time.

Yah, I’m pretty excited…

So I sit here buried in blankets, aching and drinking plenty of water waiting for my doctor to call me back.

Yes, I worked this morning.  Yes, I will work tomorrow; it’s inventory week.  {There’s that irony again}

Wish me luck.
And in apology I feel I must say this isn’t one of my usual witty posts with serious or not so much undertones.  Truth be told, I’m trying to find me again right now.  I’ll let you know what I discover.  So far, it’s just a bunch of crap!  Haha!  Get it?  Yah, trust me, C-diff isn’t really very funny.  
 


Miss you guys like crazy.

loves,
Pidg