Okay so I’m crabby.

I’m not too incredibly crabby. Just a bit cranky. I thought – I’ll get into the kitchen and get my lunch ready for tomorrow early. After that I’ll get my tea ready, my meds ready for morning and I’ll be able to enjoy a few hours without thinking about what I have to do next.

I made my container of roughage err salad, I had chopped up all the lettuce last night, made sure I mixed in the carrots and everything. I cut up a new cucumber, boiled a few eggs and crumbled them. I had all the ingredients so I made it with no trouble.

My tea on the other hand, was another story. I make 2 travel mugs, one is lemon tea and the other is Tetley. I drink the lemon at home while getting ready for work and the Tetley I drink at my desk when I get to work. I had NO EQUAL. Use real sugar? I DO! The Equal is to stop me from using 7 teaspoons per mug. I like it sweet, okay?

Yeah, and then I have no apples. I wanted an apple in my lunch! So while I do enjoy my whining time I decided to do something about it instead.

“ANDY!!!!!”

Yes, I yelled for my son who is now getting me some Equal, a gallon of skim milk, and a bag o’ apples. Yay me!

My meds are ready, set in their cup with care and in a little while with goodies – my son will appear!

Okay, enough of that crap. I might not be so crabby once I have my makeup off, moisturizer on, and my head snuggled deep in the pillows.

Listening to my forensic shows as I drift off. Sounds soothing, doesn’t it? I think so!

Maxine Monday

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Okay, THIS is just crazy!

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Sheesh.

The last few days my Google reader has been showing 12 posts. 12 posts I had already read, but when I clicked to mark them that way - they wouldn't change. I thought - okay, Google is having problems. I'll bet when I check tomorrow, the ones I tried to mark as read will not be showing as unread anymore. Um . . . no.

What I didn't think about, and I cannot believe I didn't notice this - but that number of posts, 12, was not going up either. Today I realized that too many days had passed with no new posts from bloggers that frequently post every day, or at least - every other day. So I started clicking. There were posts all over the place!

After rebooting my computer (I DO work in I.T.) I had 60 posts to read. I'm sure I could have just restarted Firefox but whatever. Rebooting had the desired effect.

So what did I do then? I read and read and barely commented at all. I STILL feel guilty when I do that and feel like I need to come out and apologize as if every person who writes a blog I read is offended when they realize (immediately of course) that I haven't been leaving my love notes on their blogs. Sigh.

I need to get over myself.

You can't SEE-E-E me!!

I know she thought so.






And I know I wasn't supposed to let her play inside the plastic zip bag. But honestly, it was very hard not to zip her in. She's the evil one, remember?

Maxine Monday

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Sleeping? Who was sleeping???

Yesterday there was a house there. It was old, run-down, and empty. I knew it was going to be torn down, hence – the fence around it for the last year. This has already happened to other houses on my street because the land here is so valuable, the small older homes are being torn down and replaced with ginormous houses – crammed onto the tiny lots.

So yes, I knew this one was going to go. HOWEVER! I did not expect it to start at 6:15 A.M. this morning! SATURDAY! And let me explain something. That house is maybe 50 yards from my bedroom window. I was not a happy camper.

Yesterday it was 80 degrees, so I was enjoying my first weekend sleep-in with the window wide open - of the year. I had no idea how loud the first strike into the roof of a garage with a – well – garage killing machine would be. I guess that would be an excavator.

So at that un-Godly hour I heard the rumble of a really really big truck outside my window. There was the sound of heavy chains being manipulated and hitting the ground. Various cars were arriving, doors slamming, guys yelling back and forth to each other. AT 6:15 IN THE MORNING!!!

I slammed my window hard enough for pieces of paint to rain down, only for my benefit of course, none of the guys out there could have heard it over the noise they were making. I turned on the television and at some point it started to rain and I fell back to sleep smiling.

The entire house and small 2-car garage were gone by 10:00 A.M. The rest of the time (till 4:00 P.M.-ish) was spent digging out the foundation and clearing debris. Oh, and sitting in their truck in front of my house, waiting for it to stop raining. The sun would come out, they’d start working again, it would cloud up and start raining again. And it rained HARD.

Karma I think.

But I can’t laugh too much. Once the lot is entirely ready – the building will begin. OY!