Post Turkey Coma

Here's a thought, instead of giving hyper kids meds, just feeding them some turkey every day at breakfast or lunch. I tell ya, I did not over eat, for once, on thanksgiving, i stuck to veggies and turkey and i felt like i was falling into a frackin' coma about a 1/2 hour later.

i thought if i laid off the carbs it would be so tiring, but i was very very wrong. this year the bird was juicy, tender, and flavorful. the big disappointment was the pumpkin pie, i took a little slice it someone went a little crazy with spices. it was too spiced up.

but i got to see family, hug my neices, marvel at what young beautiful women they are becoming and just sit and chat about nothing and everything. there's always a funny moment somewhere in the day.

this past sunday i celebrated my 38th birthday with my side of the family. we had ham and i did not feel like i was slipping into a coma later. so it had to be the turkey. serve it up and feed it to the hyper!!!

Thanksgiving Eve

All thru the house a dog was pacing,
a kid was dancing with headphones on,
and i am blogging this thanksgiving eve.

i am thankful for electricity and my eccentricity.
i am thankful for my father.
i am thankful for my daughter.
i am thankful for my dog.
i am thankful for my friend and lover, Bret.

i am thankful for my good health.
i am thankful for my good job.
i am thankful i do not go hungry.
i am thankful i do not go cold.
i am thankful to have a home.

all thru the house we are celebrating.
the quiet, the rain, the life we live.
all is precious and dear.

i am thankful to be here.

completion

the move is officially over. the keys and garage door opener were handed in yesterday afternoon. now i got to wait to see how much it's going to cost me for "damage" which is another way of saying "we can tell you lived in the place" i hope it's not too much or it could seriously wreck some x-mas plans, but oh well, shit happens.

still got crap in the garage that needs put away. i'd like to be able to park in the garage by sunday. i hate parking outside, it's such a pain. i had to scrape the windows the other day. i do not like to do that. and my car is really old, so it needs babied to keep running. i cannot afford a car payment at the moment.

got our harry potter tickets for the ultra screen on sunday. but i didn't know my kid had a 1pm call in. she's going to ask at her saturday shift if they would please not need her. i told her i'm going to harry potter with or without her. sorry, but tickets bought online are non-refundable!

i have a bruise under my left big toe nail! must have dropped something on it or stubbed it while moving. i don't really remember anything major hitting my foot, but when moving at a frenzied pace you kinda suck it up and keep going. it really has bothered me the last couple of days tho, makes shoes hard to wear. it's a big bruise too, hope i don't lose my toe nail. i've done that before, my thumb, when i was little, and it's too gross.

exhaustion is queen

wow, the old place is empty!

it needs a thorough cleaning, but i have no more energy for it tonight.
bret is on the way. the irish stew is stewing.
my back is throbbing.
my head is aching.
and i have until monday night to get it all clean.

my dad is amazing and i'm so thankful for his help.
i don't think i'll move again for a couple of years.

life lessons never stop.

my baggage is dragging me down

i had thought we'd gotten rid of alot of crap, but appearantly, crap can breed. almost 1/2 of the new 2 car garage is full with stuff we just can't get rid of. mostly keepsakes, trophies, books, and photos.

we need to finish bringing over the kitchen, minus the fridge, which moves on friday.

then after work i gotta kick my own ass into gear and get my bathroom, closet and dresser drawers over here.

we got the cable and internet going, so gab slept in the new place, because she's where ever internet and cable are. i have to sleep on a mattress, my floor sleeping days have passed.

dad comes tomorrow. then we move the dog runner, shower heads, mattresses and box springs and kitchen table and fridge!!!

almost home... saturday, it looks like i'll have maybe 3 -4 guys to help me. It should take long, washer, dryer, 3 dressers and the credenza should wrap it up.

bret gets her saturday night and i'm hoping after a fun filled night of well adult fun, that he won't be upset if i spend all sunday afternoon cleaning, cleaning, cleaning the old place. i hope he helps, wonder what i'll have to do to get him to clean the old place where the cat used to be which he's allergic to, hmmmm....

sunday morning i gotta take the kid to work for a meeting, i think bret and i will eat at ihop while she does her meeting.

tuesday i turn back over the old place. hope i do a descent enough job on cleaning that i'm not slammed with a ton of move out charges.

the move is on!

i'm moving into a 3 bedroom apt. more space, more storage, 2 car garage and only 3 doors over, so about 35 feet. so hopefully, this move will be fairly painless, except for the cleaning :(

i keep scrubbing, vacuuming, sweeping, mopping, wiping, and dusting i'm going to have both my arms fall off from wearing them right off the bone.

dog prints all over the walls, sure magic eraser takes it off, but after a serious amount of laborious scrubbing. and i have to be careful where i take the dog paws off cuz the dog is still here and will reapply them.

we get keys tuesday and i hope to be fully moved into the new place on saturday. gab and i can move all the small stuff, like computer desk, clothes, the tv's, microwaves, and books, loads of books, 75 cookbooks alone, not to mention all my cooking magazines.

my dad is going to move the dog runner down to the new patio, take down and move the massage shower heads and put back the original shower heads, he's going to take the top of the dinning room table, and take my daughter's bed frame apartment. he hurt his foot and hand so he can't actually move anything, just disassemble it.

i've asked some young male neighbors and my fellow male church goers to help on saturday with the heavy and bulky stuff, mattresses, washer, dryer, dressers, credenza (the thing weighs a ton!!!)

then the cleaning go really go into overdrive, treat the carpet stains from kid, cat, and dog, clean the carpet, dust, vacuum, oh the list goes on and on. i'm going to be exhausted. but moved! let the fun begin!

yes, i do have a brain, but it's tumor free

my brain has no abnormal growths or tumors!!!!
yipee!!!!

my right side balance system is just weak.
so i am truly unbalanced.
there's actually something called balance therapy.
i am still paying off my kid's physical therapy.
so i also read a wii fit can help with balance.
so i think santa is going to bring us one of those for xmas.

i'm so happy to not be sick.
i feel free and clear.
fear, leave me be, u r not wanted here.