Perfect Post Awards

In the beginning of August I read a post called,
"Why I Hate Horses".

Personally, I hate horses too. I hate the way they look, I hate the way they smell, I hate their big teeth and their hard feet that kick. I hate how they get "spooked" and run off. And that freaky noise they make with their lips while blowing out air. You know the noise. Go ahead and try it.

Most people love horses. I remember when I was a little girl all the other girls wanted to play "horses". I never understood the point. I thought I was alone in my hatred until I read Rocks & Garbage. When I read this post I laughed until I cried becasue there are not many that share my sentiments.

Please go over to http://rocksandgarbage.blogspot.com/ and scroll down to the August 9th post called, "Why I Hate Horses".

Don't forget to stop by http://www.suburbanturmoil.blogspot.com/ or http://www.petroville.com/ and see some other Perfect Posts!

Even though today was a rotten day I am trying to think of things to be grateful for.

• A friend I have known since kindergarten (30 years!) gave me a huge box of clothes her daughter had outgrown. It could not have come at a better time because my daughter desperately needed new clothes.
• Both of my kids are healthy, safe, ate 3 meals today and here with me in my home this evening.
• A job that pays the bills.
• The co-worker that works to the right of my desk.
• Norbert.
• Running into 4 different friends today all at different times.
• Days that come to an end.
• Sleep!

That is all. Be well.

The post in which I complain and whine.

I read in a book last night that complaining is part of being human. (";and thus was ever on their lips the countrymen's perpetual lament, so reasonable to the ear, but which recurs unfailingly: ")

I am so tired of the sameness of everything. I don't have anything to look forward to. I think if I were completely honest with myself I would admit that I am lonely. I miss the companionship of a man however I am not willing to be with just any man. I want to be in love. My problem is that I simply don't have time to even try dating. Between working 40 - 50 hours a week and being a mom there isn't time. The only night I have to myself is one or two Wednesday evenings a month when my kids are at their dad's.
I guess I am just tired and need some time to refresh but I just can't seem to slow down.

I need some advice. Last month I took The Boy and The Girl to have their eyes tested. It turned out they both needed glasses. I bought two pairs and both kids were excited about them. The Girl is still excited about them but The Boy "hates them" and is refusing to wear them. He told me he won't wear them to school. (Oh, yes you will!) School starts in a few weeks and I feel bad for the kid! He is starting grade 5 and it must be hard to go back to school with glasses that you got during the summer. He has never showed such defiance before. He is usually very agreeable!

So these are the facts.

• He hates them.
• He will wear them.

The only thing I can think of to make this a little easier is let him start wearing them a couple weeks after school starts when it won't be such a big deal. I really have no other ideas. I would love to hear your advice. Any suggestions?

I think it may be just me but I am sick of summer! It is too damn hot! You can't go outside because you either dehydrate or get sun burnt even with an SPF 30. I am looking forward to Fall. I love the cool crisp evenings. I love the rain (I do!) I love sweater weather. I love the leaves changing and coming home to a tasty stew waiting for us in the Crock Pot.
I went to the eye doctor today and my eyes are worse. I have a really strong astigmatism and need new glasses. If you are wondering what it is like to look on the world with an astigmatism it looks like this.
In other news, I think he may be trying to escape into the outside. All he does now is sleep, eat one piece of kibble at a time and try to get out open doors and windows. I have taken up using a spray bottle because I am too damn hot too chase after him!

My toilet stared leaking a few days ago and since I can't afford a plumber, (I wouldn't get one if I could, I am way too independent!) I decided to do it myself. Thankful for the trusty internet I got online and found the problem. It appeared to be a simple repair. I bought the part which I will refer to as the pipe thingy. (I have no idea what it is called.) I got home and set to work but the area between the vanity and the toilet is about 15 centimeters wide and I am a lot more wide than that! Anyway, I wedged myself in and did the repair and managed to wedge myself back out. So far it has held and no longer leaking. All I have to do now is pray!

Those who know me would probably use the words klutz and scatterbrained. I am! And I am ok in my klutzdom.

In the afternoon I work on filling out forms for the DVA. It is an easy job but tedious and exact and though I am all the descriptive words above, I do this job well.

I keep a sort of an assembly line going where I separate the forms then add the pertinent ones for signature, staple them then toss the binder clip into a small bin for the next time around. While sitting in my (borrowed) office (I am not good enough yet to have my own) I took a binder clip and accidentally threw it into my water. I stealthily looked out the door to see if anyone noticed and fished it out. Did I drink the water afterwards? What do you think?

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In other work related news I presented an idea last week to the owner and the general manager. They were fully supportive and will even pay for me to take courses to get certified in the field. I am so excited! I am used to jobs where I am treated poorly and feel like they don't want me around. This job is different. They always listen to my ideas and 99% of the time I get to implement them. They even let me use the laminator! Since I am they only employee other than the owner that has been given free reign to use it I think I shall keep this job. I am the Laminator! It is like the Terminator only I don't get to kill anyone or have a really cool outfit or have a gun or...Ok it isn't at all like the Terminator but I do get to laminate things and the corners of the sheets do get really sharp but I always cut them off so nobody will hurt herself. (sigh)

I got my results back today and the results showed nothing. Not exactly nothing but not anything that can be fixed. Yes, I have a racing heart but they don't know what is causing it. That is a good thing in one respect because it isn't going to require surgery. It is not a good thing because if nothing is "wrong" it can be fixed. My doctor wanted to put me on medication but after much discussion I decided against it. So now what? It is a wait and see and if does not improve he will send me to a specialist.
I want to thank you for all your comments. I really do love each of you.
In other news I decided to buy some "I Love Lucy" DVD's. The kids and I have been laughing a fit to kill. We just have the first two seasons but will be getting more! It does a heart good to laugh!

I tried to take a break but I like to hear myself talk so I am still here. I wish I could rest. I think it would help but alas...I can never stop thinking and writing. It is therapy.
The heart situation is about the same. My entire chest wall aches all the time. It hurts to breathe sometimes. This evening I had to drive to the park. Walking back to the car I had to stop and rest. Bah. This is a drag. Last year I was running, biking, playing soccer, and outside everyday with the kids. This year I can't make it to the car. Results soon I hope.
In other news. I am thinking about getting another cat. Since I have no interest being in a relationship I am again considering becoming a single crazy cat lady. I just have one cat now but I need to get on this dream if it is to become a reality.

My results have come in for my heart rate monitor testing. The specialist has reviewed the results. I called the specialist today and was told that the results could not be given over the phone. I expected and appreciate that. What I don't understand is why for the love of all that is good and true is it is going to take 6 days for the results to get to my doctor? It is across the street! There is even a button to press to ensure you make it safely to the other side. OK, I can also appreciate that they can't just be carried across the street all willy-nilly harum scarum. This is valuable and confidential information. God forbid a big wind come up and they blow away. I understand that a courier company has to pick up this important paperwork. But why, why, why is it going to take 6 days? Is it just me or is something not quite right here?
(There is a copyright on that nifty artwork of the intersection that I laboured over so don't get any funny ideas!)

Hi everyone. I am going to take a blogging break for a while. I have no idea what is going on with my heart but it is leaving me very tired and with little energy. I am also finding this whole thing very emotional so I need some time away. (I will still be by to visit all my blogging friends)

I am hooked up to the heart rate monitor today. I don't notice it most of the time but I am not sure how I am going to sleep tonight. The sticky tabs are itchy! It is going to take a week to get the results back. All the health care professionals tell me that whatever is wrong can be fixed. In my opinion that says there is going to be a knife involved. Usually when there is something wrong the word medication comes up, not "fixed". I will try not to borrow trouble but I must admit I am thinking about it. (My kids are watching The Wizard of Oz right now and I feel like the Cowardly Lion! I'm afraid there's no denying, I'm just a dandelion..."