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Sunday, September 28, 2014


The Boys Tastes are Changing

It appears we've arrived at the "I won't eat that" stage!

Friday, September 26, 2014


Being Burglarized is Exhausting

I’ve Got a Headache


This whole robbery/snake thing is a horrible thing.  We haven’t slept well since it happened.  The animals are included in that statement.  Both are still jockeying for position on holding my head on my pillow.  It’s not comfortable.

It’s also not comfortable leaving the house and then wondering what I’m going to find when I drive up.  Steve has put some “steps” in place for security-but let’s face it-a piece of plywood doesn’t help your feeling of security.


Poor Pepper, he was playing with a ball and somehow closed himself in a bedroom.  I was calling all over for him when it was his dinner time-I could hear him crying but it took a while to find where it was coming from!


Lucky, who is a fixture on my lap as a rule, holds on as if she’s on by means of Velcro.


Plus, if I have to leave she reverts to the “give up” position and cries. 


Steve’s determined to have us live in Fort Knox.  I agree with the security system, I don’t care about his spray painting the roll-up garage door windows black and I’m on the fence about putting custom blinds on the 3 small windows that are nearly 7’ in the air.  But I don’t like the idea of putting security grills on the patio doors.


I’m claustrophobic.  But now I’m also terribly upset about this unsettling event.

We talked it over and we’re going with security doors.

As I said, I’m exhausted from no sleep and I haven’t slept because of what happened.  Some co-workers of Steve asked how we could stay in the house.  Where else would we stay?  Right now I’m not feeling all that sure about how and why we were hit, but it’s still our home.  We just need to find a way to put it behind us and move on.


Sounds easier than it will be to attain.  But we’ll get there, all four of us.  It will just take a bit of time.  One woman we talked to (getting new cards and paperwork) said that the same had happened to her and her husband.  She assured me that it does, in fact, get easier.


I asked her how long it has taken them-seems that the police found the guy who broke into their home and her husband and mother-in-law were summoned into court just the week before-once they got him convicted they felt much better.

Something to look forward too.

Monday, September 22, 2014


Twist on a Classic Lasagna

The greatest compliment-not one person even noticed it was totally non-dairy!

Thursday, September 18, 2014


We've Been Robbed

We Were Robbed


This was some week.  It all started on Monday.

I left for physical therapy.   Steve left an hour later.  Feeling really hopeful and GREAT-decided to stop and get the pets some needed food-all by myself.


Got home and I was just about to open the garage door and did a double take:  it was opened.

My first thought was, “LOL, Steve’s always asking me if I closed the door and look who did it!”

I pulled in, closed the door and went to go let myself in.  The door was closed, but the lock was NOT.

Now I wondered what would Steve was doing that made him forget to do both? Then the light was on in the laundry room and the doors were opened, cleaning products all over the ground!  Pepper and Lucky ran to me.


That wasn’t anything unusual.  I put my stuff down on the washer and then wondered why the hall lights were on?  Looked left-why were the office lights on?  Looked straight ahead-(still not getting it) linen closets were opened and towels on the floor.


Turned right, walked to the living area and LIGHTS FINALLY WENT OFF IN MY HEAD!

Our big TV was gone!  I went to the office: TV gone, Steve’s laptop and tablet gone!  Went to the storage room-everything was all over the floor.  Looked in the boys room-oh good, TV still on the wall.  Went to our bedroom-ransacked!


TV, all of my jewelry, Steve’s watches and they stole the safe that was bolted into the wall!

I FREAKED!  Okay, that was a pretty tame definition of how I reacted.  Called 911 on one phone, Steve on the other.  Screamed, cried and shook.  They went through our clothes!


You can only imagine the rest of the day!


Oh wait, you can’t-BECAUSE THERE’S MORE!  Once I stopped hyperventilating I let Lucky out-she went to a spot in the yard and stared and barked.  Went over and OH GOOD, BECAUSE THE DAY HAD BEEN SO DARN GREAT UP UNTIL THIS POINT-A RATTLESNAKE!


Our friends came over and he along with Alex killed the huge thing-my girlfriend and I could hear the rattle from inside!


Police arrived.  Everyone left.  We went straight to the bank, the insurance company and started calling all the appropriate agencies.  The safe had our passports, emergency cash, emergency credit cards and both of our birthstone custom rings.  I hate to say-they also got anything nice we had jewelry-wise.  Some very, very sentimental pieces.


They didn’t want my 7 year old computer.  But they took my Minolta camera and the 3 lenses that went with it.


Steve found the point of entry was the boys’ bedroom window.  Totaled not only the window but the frame.  They also damaged our new dining room table and the front door.  Obviously the wall in the closet that they left holes in when they sawed out the safe.


We were on the phones until 11 at night and took up the calls at 7 a.m. the next day.


Needless to say-we didn’t sleep.  Pepper held my head all night, Lucky couldn’t get close enough to me. 



This is all I have to say on this entire debacle.

Saturday, September 13, 2014


Autumn's Almost Here

Can you feel a nip in the air?  I can't.  But I can see the difference in the produce department!

Friday, September 12, 2014


Sick as a Dog

A Mother Always Knows


Honestly, it doesn’t matter if you’re a mom of a human or 4-footed child-a mom knows when their child isn’t well.


This week is was on puppy Lucky.  Poor dear, her eyes looked a bit bleary, she would ask to go out and then just stare at us.


Uh oh, I thought to myself.  Usually when we go for our morning walk, she can hardly wait to leave her “mark” on the entrance to the pocket park and then several more times as we round out to the beginning of our walk.  This time she picked up the hind legs (yes, she does it 2-legged) but nothing happened.  And this went on the whole walk. 

Except for the last half mile where she asked me to carry her.

Something was not good here.  Then we had another storm and she went 13 hours before “going”.  How could a 6 pound dog not go for 13 hours????


Tuesday-she seemed more than spooked.  So I called and made her an appointment with our wonderful vet, Dr. Kristin Young.  (I tell everyone her name because this is the most fantastic vet I’ve ever encountered!)  We went in the next afternoon. 


While Steve wasn’t even going to say “let’s just watch her”, he wasn’t thrilled about another bill.  But we both think of Pepper and Lucky as our babies and there was no question that we were going.

Dr. Young said she wasn’t worried about it being anything catastrophic (bladder cancer, etc.) she said she could have a bladder stone.  At the very least, an infection.  So with that she pried her off of me and out of my shirt and took her to the back to take her temperature and an x-ray.


Thank goodness-she didn’t have the bladder stone, but she was running a fever (hence the bleary eyes and being too tired to complete our walk on her own) and it was decided she had a doggie version of a UTI.


This I expected-but what I didn’t expect was the rest of the diagnosis!  Even though we hadn’t given Lucky any more food and the two of us had been able to walk in the early morning again, she looked a tad “puffy”. 

What was that “puff” you ask?  No-we had her neutered and the only male dog she’s around also has been “fixed”.  No, our little Chihuahua was horribly constipated!


That may be way TMI for you all, but it’s something all of you pet parents out there should consider!  The “cure”?  I’m to put in ¼ teaspoon of either psyillium or Metamucil in with her wet food in the evening. 

I don’t know if you care or want to know the “outcome” of this, but outside of my starting VERY intensive physical therapy (read that 6 hours with the therapist plus over 1-1/2 hours of exercising on my own) on my frozen and damaged shoulder that has been my week.


And that is all on why Mothers Always Know.

Thursday, September 11, 2014


R Snyder has MS But it Doesn't Stop Him

check out this month's profile on Richard Snyder, starting on pg. 3.

A remarkable man who has MS and is inspiring so many others with his self-advocacy:

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