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Thursday, February 04, 2016


Totally Down for the Count

It was all planned.  Our yearly "kidnap" with Dylan and Aidan for their birthday.  Breakfast, AZ Science Museum and a fun sports themed restaurant for dinner.  Groupons purchased, times set.

And then "it" happened.  Ugh.  Sunday at three a.m. I woke up with a throat on fire.  Red, white "dots" and a headache.  That was the day of their actual birthday party.  I was still unwilling to admit I was sick.

I said it was the cold, dry air.  I said it was my allergies.  By the time Sarah dropped me off at home later that afternoon I was still fighting the idea that my auto-immune disease had gotten me, again.

Nothing says sick quite the way RA does.  One minute you're feeling healthy (for a person with an immune disorder) and the next-death is upon you.

Still, I made dinner for Steve and I, fed the animals and even put up the dishes and a load of laundry.

At 8:30 I asked Steve for hot tea and honey.  He said, "Tea?  With honey? Just how sick are you?"

I only drink hot tea when I'm about to go belly up for the coming week.  After the tea, I went to bed.  Thanking both Steve and God for the adjustable bed so I could breathe should I fall asleep.

In the morning I said "I'm staying in my pjs, I've cancelled both my interview and Lucky's vet appointment.  I'm going to flood my system and rest and pray that this just disappears and we don't have to cancel our day out with the boys."

No such luck.  By the time Steve called to say he was leaving work for home I told him it was eggs and toast for dinner or he could bring it home.  He brought home dinner, throat lozenges, nose spray and I think he handed over to me via a 10' pole.

It was raining Monday or I would have gone to the doctor's.  I was also running a fever.  I thought I was actually dead for a bit because Steve had gone and purchased us one of those fancy, schmancy thermometers that you scan your forehead to get a reading.  It told me I was running 77.1.

Turns out that it works much more accurately if you take the lid off of it first. 

Did I mention I'm really sick????

Tuesday morning Steve had a dental appointment in the same complex as my GP.  I carpooled with him.  Sat in the lobby for an hour and the room for another hour.  Steve got his chipped tooth fixed faster than I saw the doctor.

Given the puss pockets, red streaks and sandpaper feeling in my throat, I was guessing strep.  Turns out it was a severe sinus infection with some upper bronchial  problems.  My throat was a by-product of the sinus pain. 

Doctor sent me home with a 10 day prescription of some high-powered antibiotic, said to force fluids, use a humidifier, rest and postpone the kidnapping for a couple of weeks.

Two days later I was still in "dying" mode.  Face was coming off the front of my cranium, my lungs felt as if I had been kicked by one of the wild burros running around at the part and now-my face was totally chapped and red from the nose blowing. 

I figured I was no longer contagious, so I finally put on some clothes and went to pick up my new glasses.  They're a lot lighter than the old ones and I can see better.  However, final adjusting will come once my face isn't quite so "beautiful".

The only improvement I'm feeling is that my throat is no longer on fire.  I've replaced that feeling with the lovely bronchial cough I'm prone too whenever I get ANYTHING.

Did I mention-I HATE SICK!  

Meet Donna Faris!

Meet Donna Farris-a wonderful and devoted woman and this month's senior profile on page 2:  

Hi Mom!

Someone surprised me this morning.  Handsomely 14 year old tabby I know

Wednesday, February 03, 2016


Someone Loves Aidan

Tuesday, February 02, 2016


Lucky is so cute

Saturday, January 30, 2016


Whoopie For Red Velvet Pies

Thanks to a fun luncheon, a new issue of a magazine and Luci's Healthy Marketplace and Café-Aidan and I made a special treat of Red Velvet Whoopie Pies!

Friday, January 29, 2016


Here's the print version of the story

For those who are interested-here's the link to the print version of the story:

I tried to get the link to the video to work but it's stubborn!

Thursday, January 28, 2016


Just Think

This week was pretty busy.

Very active on the career side of things too.  Two interviews to accomplish, went to a lovely luncheon with a great group of people at a magazine that I've been a contributor of for the last 3-1/2 years.  It was really great to put faces, voices and personalities to the folks I've only e-mailed with all this time!

I also went on my usual power walks with my new found walking buddies, walked Lucky on a couple of other mornings, went to get my eyes examined (No such luck on my optometrist checking out the head as well since he was in the region), ordered new glasses since it appears that age and the conk on the noggin in August seems to have made my old prescription not do its job and last-found myself on TV!

It was all quite impromptu.  So impromptu that the first day I did NOT have on a stitch of make-up and they showed my clip in various lengths on 3 news segments.  Sigh.  There I was fully made up and in real "clothes" (read this, not the Anthem/New River uniform of yoga pants and tee) the day before for my luncheon but could they catch me then?  NOOOOO.

I was going to pick up the boys when Sarah informed me that the school was in lockdown.  Seems the area no-goodniks and a friend were not only burglarizing homes but doing so with loaded guns.  Thanks to helicopters and a swift reaction from the Maricopa Police Dept. all three were caught and the lockdown orders were lifted. 

However while waiting our local ABC news team was there and asked me a few questions.  I'd like to think he was impressed with my long stifled radio news skills in the way I answered him but I'm getting long winded here so I'll get to the "rest of the story".  (Forgive me Paul Harvey)

He asked for my name and contact information in case he needed to ask any clarification questions.  He didn't call and I figured "that was that".

However, while having coffee with a friend the next morning he called and wanted to know if I'd like to be part of a story on what residents of our fair city were doing to protect ourselves from the break-ins that seem to be again on the rise?

It didn't take him long to arrive and my next foray into my long since shelved broadcast career was put to the test, sort of speak.

Lucky liked him and even Pepper stayed in view of the goings-on!

We chatted for an hour about our security measures, he took footage and then he was off to put it together and I took advantage of the glorious 70 degrees of sun and went for a walk.

Just think, it took 4 years to get a degree in broadcast journalism, 1-1/2 years of grad school, 3 years of on-air afternoon radio news/public affairs programming and lord only knows how many years of free-lance writing to finally be on TV.  And was it my writing skills or on-air speaking voice?

No, it was all due to being the victim of a home invasion.

Just think.

Wednesday, January 27, 2016


Passion for Oatmeal

I love oatmeal!  Mostly baked like a muffin or in a nice bowl of overnight oats, so the Quaker Oats contest seems to be created just for me!  I've had several of my submissions put on line-check it out!

If there's a way to vote-I'd appreciate it greatly!

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