Wednesday, August 31, 2016

Brilliant And Not So Brilliant

I almost titled this as Doing Backstrokes in the Barf Bucket of Life, but I still feel a bit green to be joking around. August has been a crazy month. I'm glad to see it end because sheesh!

There were moments of brilliance, like we cleaned up our old frig and plugged it in to see if it still works and yes it does. Then we discovered that we actually need the second frig and freezer. I now feel like this needs to be a service announcement to all. If you have more than 2 kids, have an extra frig in the garage. Especially if 1 of your kids happens to be part fish and uses a lot of water bottles. Actually, the 2 that work are going through them like crazy but I totally get it.

A not so brilliant moment was we got the cabinets all done, (which Rust-Oleum totally lied about it being a weekend project but whatever) only to discover the hinges we ordered were not right and we couldn't make it work. We went to every home improvement store you can name and struck out. Had to ship those back and order different hinges. Finally got them all installed and we are happy with how it looks. Except now we really hate the counter tops and I'm trying really hard not to stare at the walls.

It is only a matter of time before I crack and start painting.

We got to go see the Ark Encounter and really enjoyed it. As the same with the Creation Museum - lot of reading. They post world view and biblical view side by side and I found it refreshing. Could not get over how huge it was. I always pictured Noah and fam all crammed in there together having to eat with a bird on their shoulders and monkey on the head. Far from it. We really enjoyed it.

Although, I highly recommend not getting food poisoning the day before your trip. That one was my own stupid fault. I'm just going to chalk that up to not being of right mind or slightly distracted or some combination of both. But Fred's brilliant moment was to bring along an old ice cream bucket - with lid - and it turned out to be a life saver while on the highway with no way to pull over. Guys were a good sport as I shoved my head in the bucket and let loose my 5 crackers and half a can of 7up.

Good times.

It's not like I was back to being a hundred percent as it was but that certainly knocked me for a loop. I think I had to sit down at every bench along the way as the crowds made me a bit green. But we made it through and it was really cool. We passed on the petting zoo because we don't care and that is a perk with everyone being in the adult range. When we came out of the ark it was pouring buckets of rain and everyone joked about going back in the ark. Thankfully, we get shuttled to the parking lot because I don't think I would have made it. Scratch that I KNOW I wouldn't have made it.

In between the ER visit and this trip, we've had vehicle issues with each car and it just needs to stop. I had another cyst episode and I've found ice packs work better than a heating pad. I've heard Castor oil packs are known to dissolve cyst. If life could slow down for a bit I want to try it.

Had a lot of juggling everyone around last couple weeks. With having different vehicles in the shop at different times that left me filling in all the gaps. Lots and lots of gaps. Like taking Fred into work so I could take Nicholas to work because Michael wouldn't be back in time, and that was the day Fred was working a double, so I got to go back at 11 p.m. to get him after being up at 5 a.m.

He's not normal.

Jared starting up school this week and so far it's looking like this isn't going to be brain crunch I thought it was going to be. Huge shout out to Michael for helping figure out a chemistry equation because I was less than zero help. Dude is also on the worship team at church while Nicholas is running the sound board and the schedule conflicts have been fun. I think I was at church 4 times last week for various reasons. And just a little over a week ago all 3 guys got baptized. Super happy for them.

I wasn't sure if that was going to happen or not. Our lovely track record of crappy churches has often left the guys feeling that most people's profession of faith is pretty much full of hot air. Toss in the youth groups that treated them like little kids with glorified babysitting instead of equipping them for adulthood hadn't helped at all. Disaster is a better description. We almost had to bribe Jared to give this one a chance. So we were super happy when the guys started talking about getting baptized, and that they felt that this church actually has believers instead of players. I did force the older 2 into a young adult group as well as join our bible study group. It's been more juggling around for me, but I know they need it. Plus, I know this is just a season and before I know it, they will be flying the coup.

My folks have some great connections and got a deal on some meat. Mom just called and looks like the cow is going to be ready this week and the pig will be done in a few more weeks. I'll be scrambling back and forth to help them out. I thought they were bringing it down, but change of plans and we roll with it. Fred's car needs to go back in the shop for the next fix, so I'm not sure how this is all going to go down.

Never a dull moment.

Friday, August 5, 2016

2 Funerals, 2 Projects, And A Trip To The ER,

I'm trying to catch up with life that decided to sprint ahead. It's like it totally forgot I don't sprint. Or run. I was mom taxi for a few days while we got the guys' car taken care of because it decided it needed a new fuel pump. At least the guys' paid for it, and extra bonus the key getting stuck is now no longer a problem. This means the only time my taxi services are needed is when Nicholas has an opening shift. Like tomorrow.

But we made it through Grandma's funeral. We opted not to go over to Grandma's house as everyone picked through her stuff like a bunch of vultures. I get it, I really do, but it's so hard to see how final death is and how little regard some people have for someone's stuff. My mom was really upset by the whole thing and if she was upset, I'm super glad I wasn't there.

She feels like I didn't get anything, I disagree. Grandma got me started cross-stitching, and I just used that skill to make some Star Wars baby bibs for one of Fred's co-workers that made her day. Stuff like that - that's what I hang onto. I'm okay without her stuff. Besides there were a few cousins that were ready to go to blows over things. Not worth it.

Then the weekend after that, another one of Fred's co-workers died of cancer. That was a much harder funeral to go to. I didn't know her at all but she was only in her early 30s. I got to meet some more of Fred's co-workers. Nice to put some names to faces.

I did the cross-stitch project right smack dab in the middle of stripping all the paint off the cabinets because I'm not very bright at times. Scraping paint by day and collapsed on the couch stitching by night.

Such a glamorous life I live.

I am so thankful for Pinterest because I pretty much winged it on the bibs and they turned out cute. I had to make a card, so I blew the dust off of my scrapbook stuff and actually made a a bb8 out of a lot of circle punches. I'm not sure if I should be proud of that or just go sit in the nerd corner. I was told she was so happy she almost peed herself. That's certainly a new one for me.

I am going to leave off I had to have reading glasses over my regular glasses because I couldn't see the squares very well. I'll just say I was super exhausted and see if you buy that excuse. Ahem!

The cabinets - that paint was hiding a whole lot of ugly. Got all the tan stuff off easy-peasy. Underneath all that was navy blue for the base and burgundy for the doors. That navy didn't want to come off. But we used this Citrus Strip stuff and it was awesome. I'm not paid to say that, the stuff works wonders. The sides of these cabinets underneath the paint was just a wood sticker, so we're adding wood on the sides. The wood is pretty beat up, so looks like we're going to have to do a Rust-oleum kit where you paint the cabinets, glaze it to bring out the wood grain, and then seal it.


I'm both looking forward to this project and dreading it.

I'm still pretty weak because earlier this week I ended up in the ER with a ruptured cyst. Just another joy of having PCOS - the cysts can explode. Who knew? And, of course, all this had to happen during a crazy busy week. The pain was unbearable, and I threw up everything I thought about eating...for the next month. Needless to say, a trip to the ER was going to happen. Thankfully, I know a guy who works at a hospital and we were hustled in real quick and taken care of. I had no bleeding so no surgery was needed, because I seriously do not have time for surgery. Nor do I want to pay for that especially since we got a whooper of a bill to fix my Blazer.

It has been an interesting week to say the least.

The funny part was after several tests, the Dr. said well you're not pregnant and Fred and I gave each other a high-five. He wasn't expecting that reaction. I truly hope Fred doesn't have to see that Dr. again especially since I had to have a pelvic exam. Can you imagine that Christmas party? Hey, how's your wife? Talk about a roomy hoo-hah.

At this point in the blog, I would like to blame all the medicines they have me on, but I think we all know I'm like this all the time.

I feel kind of bad. All this time I've been giving George the angry uterus the bum rap, but it might be Lulu the weepy ovary that has caused George to be so angry. I'm not sure. At one point they thought the ovary was twisting and untwisting. It's a good thing they already gave me the anti-nausea meds, because I was ready to blow more chunks at that point. I got the whole go on birth control pills as that will slow down the growth of the cyst. Not stop them, slow them. So exploding cyst are par for the course. They don't believe me when I say that I make Cruella DeVil look like Mary Poppins when I'm on bc.

The good news is this isn't life threatening unless there is internal bleeding. The bad news is it hurts worse than childbirth. I was given serious kudos for not passing out. Go me. Way to be super tough. The reality is I would have liked to pass out but I was too busy throwing up at the time.

I don't feel very tough. I'm wiped out. I almost needed a chair yesterday when I was cooking dinner. I think I might be able to just chill all next week which is good because after that should be when we're tackling the cabinet project. Oh happy day.