
So - - Happy Birthday to . . .
The "King of Air Guitars" - -

The best Grandpa in the world - -

And the love of my life - -

Happy Birthday, Babe. Love you!
Count your blessings - - join Grace In Small Things.

Let me tell ya - - it's NOT fun.
It is now 58 degrees in my house, and going down fast. Thank goodness for a propane company with a 24 hour emergency number . . . and the truck just arrived!
C'mon - - get that tank filled, and let's crank up some heat in here!
(Thank goodness we have cats to keep us warm!)
First it was the bitter cold.
Then we had the heavy snowfall. Followed by high winds, causing drifting and whiteout visibility conditions.
Then we had nearly a solid week of dense fog. (And I do mean DENSE. Like, not seeing a stop sign until you are RIGHTUPONITOHMYGODHOPEICANSTOP!! dense)
NOW - - freezing rain. And tonight and tomorrow? MORE freezing rain.
I think my latest Facebook status says it all - -
"I am SO OVER Winter. I refuse to participate any more!"
I quit - - wake me in April.
Exhausting . . .
But I am at least posting my "Grace In Small Things" posts every Monday, and hopefully things will slow down soon so I can get back on the regular posting bandwagon!
Count your blessings - - join Grace In Small Things.




Hope everyone is staying warm and safe - - this is dangerously cold weather. Stay safe.
2009 pretty much sucked. BIG TIME.
All this really brought me down over this past year; in fact, I blogged about it HERE and pretty much spelled out what had been happening.
BUT - - I do have one positive thing to report - - I had a routine Doctor appointment today, and while there, decided it was time. So, I talked with him about what had been going on, and what I had been feeling. We decided it was time I tried something to help my stress level, and he suggested one that does NOT have a side effect of "weight gain". My first stop after leaving his office was Walgreen's to get the prescription filled . . . so we will see what happens.
Now - - time to list what I am hoping for in 2010:
BUT - - this is the best one - - and I am shamelessly stealing it from one of my favorite bloggers, Crazy Aunt Purl (do you read her? Well, why not?? You should, you know!):
What does that mean? Well, she explains it WAY better than I can in THIS POST. She's an incredible inspiration to me! So go on, go read it. I'll wait right here until you get back . . . :-)
Here is hoping that you all have a happy and safe New Year, and that 2010 is good to you and yours!
Other than that, the four-day weekend was pretty nice, but extremely busy. Thanksgiving Day with Dad, and eating at one of his favorite restaurants, The Round Table. They always have good Thanksgiving meals. (Yes, we go out for Thanksgiving. Yes, I would be willing to cook, but transporting the meal all the way down to Dad's house and haul everything back would be a nightmare!)
The rest of the weekend has been pretty hectic as well. For one thing, our hot water heater has been acting up the past couple of weeks. The pilot light kept going out, and Mr. Dizzy would have to go down and relight it. He cleaned the thermocouple and hoped that would help, and for the past week or so it has been fine.
Until today.
I was taking my shower this morning when I noticed the water was getting less warm as time went on. I kept turning on more hot water, an finally realized it was turned all the way on, and it was lukewarm at best. We had gotten a new one a few months ago (a bigger one), but had not had the chance to get it installed. So, today was the day. It only took us a couple of hours. The new one seems to be working really well. (Keeping my fingers crossed . . . )
Well, the long weekend is almost over, and it's back to work tomorrow. I will post more about the Walmart incident, but want to see what happens next before I do. Stay tuned . . .
> I am thankful that I am married to Mr. Dizzy, the MOST. WONDERFUL. HUSBAND. IN. THE. WORLD. Seriously. None better. (Love you lots, Babe!)
> I am thankful for my Dad and his continued good health. He just turned 85 last week, and is still going full steam ahead.
> I am thankful to have a job that I absolutely LOVE, and good people working around me.
> I am thankful for this pie: (Peanut Butter Cup Pie. The recipe can be found here. And OH MY - - it was GOOD!)




There were a lot of other places the group went to on their tours - - the Korean Memorial, the Vietnam Memorial, the Iwo Jima Memorial - - I don't have the pictures for them cleaned up and ready to post yet. Those will follow in another post - - there are a LOT of pictures to go through. Mr. Dizzy took well over 100 photos! So, hopefully soon I will have more to put up here!
My son and his wife, after 14 years of marriage, are getting divorced.
It's rough on both of them, I know, and it's rough on Mr. Dizzy and myself, and the rest of our families. But most of all, it's terribly hard on two of the most important men in my life - - my grandsons.
God, I hate that.
Mr. Dizzy and I have been trying very hard to spend as much time as possible with them to help ease the transition somewhat, but can anything do that? When you are age 7 or 10 and suddenly your Daddy is not in the picture - - heck, not even in the same STATE - - can anything "ease" you through that? I don't think so. All they know is that Daddy is not here, and even thought he calls all the time and they get to talk to him, they don't get to see him.
How do you explain that to them? HOW?
This past weekend my son was in town to see them, and from what I understand, it was difficult at best, especially for the oldest one. My heart breaks every time I think about it, and I wish there was a way I could "fix" things and make them all better. Unfortunately, I'm not a witch (hush) with magical powers. I can't wiggle my nose like Samantha on Bewitched and make things the way I want them.
I wish I could. For those two dear boys, I wish I could. I wish I could make all the hurt and pain go away. But I can't.
And THAT is the other thing that is keeping me awake nights.
Mr. Dizzy has been told by his Allergist many times that his blood pressure was high; however, they attributed it to "white coat syndrome" and the fact that he always came in for his allergy shots right after a strenuous 10-hour work day. Well, back in late May, he had a pretty nasty cold and went to the local Express Care clinic. When they checked his blood pressure, it was high. When he mentioned "white coat syndrome" they said they were going to treat it anyway, and started him on a blood pressure Med. He was also told to check with his Family Doctor about it. We went to our Doctor's office the following week, with our home blood pressure monitor in hand, to get him checked out. The nurse took his blood pressure, and it was high. We immediately checked it with our home monitor . . . and it read extremely low. He had been basing his readings on what apparently was a faulty monitor! (That one has been pitched, and we now have one that works!)
When he went to our Doctor's office the following Thursday about possible carpal tunnel issues with his hands, he had his pressure checked, and it was EXTREMELY high, to the point that they would not allow him to go home; instead, he was sent across the street to the hospital and checked into the Cardio-Vascular ICU.
Imagine what was going through my head when he called me that afternoon:
Him: "Hey babe, when you get home this afternoon, I won't be there."
Me: "Why? What's going on?"
Him: "I'm being admitted to the hospital for my blood pressure."
Me: " . . . . . "
Him: "The numbers were (I forget the exact numbers, but he was a WALKING STROKE)."
Me: {Dropping the phone and running out of the office, headed for the hospital}
Him: "Hello? You there?"
I don't remember when I have been that scared. And, I think I made the trip to the hospital in record time.
I got there and found the CVU, and he was in a bed with wires and patches and machines and monitors all over him. My husband, the BORG Mr. Dizzy. They had him started on an IV drip to bring his pressure down, and it was starting to take effect. The Doctor came by and said he was going to keep him overnight and monitor his situation. I wanted to stay there that night, but Mr. Dizzy wanted me to go home and try to get some rest, and the Doctor concurred. (Rest? Right - - like THAT was going to happen).
Friday morning I got up early and headed back to the hospital and spent the day there with him. His pressure was doing much better, and it was mostly a matter of waiting for the Doctor to come around and release him to go home. That finally happened around 4:30 that afternoon, and we got out of there, picked up his new Meds, and went home.
That was our Wedding Anniversary weekend. We had made some tentative plans, but naturally, they got put aside. The main thing was getting him rested up and getting him on his Meds, which seem to be working out well for him. He went for a recheck this week, and the Doctor was pretty pleased with how his numbers are playing out!
But, this scare played a major part of my mental state issues - - I know he's fine, but . . . well, it's something I just need to work out in my head. I'll get there, but it's difficult. I just need to keep working at it. One day at a time.
More later.
HOW does she twist herself around like that? She must have made an "A" in "Pretzel 101" . . .

**Just to clarify - - I do NOT hold anything against the hard-working linemen who work for AmerenIP. Not at all. They do an excellent job, despite the weather conditions. I save every damn bit of my contempt and sheer hatred for the Corporation. Just sayin' is all.