I'm home, I'm safe, I have pictures, and I got to fly the plane.
Life is good.
Seriously, I flew the plane. During TAKEOFF! More later.
Life is good.
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
My trip to Illinois, day 1
Here are the pictures from Day 1. It was awesome to fly around, above, and below the storms. I had a ball. The customer visit went well, and with the follow-up that I have planned, there is more business to be had there.
Tonight, I got to the hotel and checked in around 5. After that, I went for dinner, then back. Yeah, I had a soak. It's not MY fault that the only room was an executive suite! I have to take advantage, or my employer is paying for this in vain...right? LOL
See ya later, after the carpet/braille pictures are done.
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Dancing in the rain
We had a great day. We took a Bday gift to a coworker, visited the mall (I did NOT die from going to Hot Topic) and ate a picnic lunch with Kevin and Brett. It was a great day. Tonight, it started raining, and we lost the damn dish signal at the end of my favorite show. I started to get ticked, then I heard the girls asking to go outside and see if it's raining.
The logical mother in me started to say that there was NO way I would let them outside in this nonsense. Then, I thought again. They need to know that rain is a blessing, and that without it, life would end. I said "yes" and went out with them.
We danced in the rain. We laughed in the rain. We sang and played and made fools of ourselves in the rain. We were so soaked that we needed towels when we came back inside. Yeah, we had fun.
Now, I need to go to bed. I am mostly packed, and I have to leave no later than 6 in the morning. Our flight is to leave at 7. However, I am not going to bed right now. I'm going to put on another pair of pants and go dance in the rain ONE more time. This may have been the best day ever!
The logical mother in me started to say that there was NO way I would let them outside in this nonsense. Then, I thought again. They need to know that rain is a blessing, and that without it, life would end. I said "yes" and went out with them.
We danced in the rain. We laughed in the rain. We sang and played and made fools of ourselves in the rain. We were so soaked that we needed towels when we came back inside. Yeah, we had fun.
Now, I need to go to bed. I am mostly packed, and I have to leave no later than 6 in the morning. Our flight is to leave at 7. However, I am not going to bed right now. I'm going to put on another pair of pants and go dance in the rain ONE more time. This may have been the best day ever!
Monday, July 28, 2008
Another entry? WHAT?
I know, I know. If I post more than one entry in 24 hours, folks lose interest and think I'm nuts. Well, I am.
I'm just sitting here thinking, and I use this medium to unload. Feel free to ignore this post. Seriously.
I'm sick of Kevin hurting. He hurts all of the time. He hurts when he wakes up, works his butt off all day, while hurting, and then comes home to help around here, hurting until he falls asleep...usually pretty early.
He used to wrestle around with the boys, when they were younger. He used to hoist the girls up to hug them. He used to love playing golf. He used to crave nothing more than a couple of games at the bowling alley. These are just a few of the things that he'll never do again.
I have to nag him to get him to do most things. That sounds like a complaint about my husband, but it's not. He just hurts. I whine and complain about something like getting his car from Dad's house, so Dad can quit mowing around it, and he says we will. Then I have to remind him. Then, I have to secure help from Dad and tell him that we're doing it now. Then he does it, and comes home to collapse.
It's depressing as hell, to tell the truth. This is a workplace injury, so he had to give a deposition last week. She kept asking what he couldn't do any more. He'd give an answer, and she'd say, "Is that all?" How the HELL is someone supposed to name EVERYTHING that can never be done again? It's impossible.
Anyway, here I am. The girls are in bed. Kevin is in bed. I'm just sitting and thinking, when *I* should be in bed. I'm not. I'm worried. What happens when he can't do it anymore? When he cannot work? What happens to my house? I know, I won't lose my house. He'll work as long as he can drag himself there. I just wish it didn't hurt him so badly to do so.
And, so what if I lose my house? There is no debtors prison these days. We'll move on, right? Hell, I don't want to think that way. I won't lose my house. We'll be fine. I love him, and I want the stupid pain management place to find a solution. We're paying that office out of pocket, because the injury doctors have all released him. "Go free and hurt!" That's their motto.
OK, that was depressing. I just had to get if off my chest.
I'm just sitting here thinking, and I use this medium to unload. Feel free to ignore this post. Seriously.
I'm sick of Kevin hurting. He hurts all of the time. He hurts when he wakes up, works his butt off all day, while hurting, and then comes home to help around here, hurting until he falls asleep...usually pretty early.
He used to wrestle around with the boys, when they were younger. He used to hoist the girls up to hug them. He used to love playing golf. He used to crave nothing more than a couple of games at the bowling alley. These are just a few of the things that he'll never do again.
I have to nag him to get him to do most things. That sounds like a complaint about my husband, but it's not. He just hurts. I whine and complain about something like getting his car from Dad's house, so Dad can quit mowing around it, and he says we will. Then I have to remind him. Then, I have to secure help from Dad and tell him that we're doing it now. Then he does it, and comes home to collapse.
It's depressing as hell, to tell the truth. This is a workplace injury, so he had to give a deposition last week. She kept asking what he couldn't do any more. He'd give an answer, and she'd say, "Is that all?" How the HELL is someone supposed to name EVERYTHING that can never be done again? It's impossible.
Anyway, here I am. The girls are in bed. Kevin is in bed. I'm just sitting and thinking, when *I* should be in bed. I'm not. I'm worried. What happens when he can't do it anymore? When he cannot work? What happens to my house? I know, I won't lose my house. He'll work as long as he can drag himself there. I just wish it didn't hurt him so badly to do so.
And, so what if I lose my house? There is no debtors prison these days. We'll move on, right? Hell, I don't want to think that way. I won't lose my house. We'll be fine. I love him, and I want the stupid pain management place to find a solution. We're paying that office out of pocket, because the injury doctors have all released him. "Go free and hurt!" That's their motto.
OK, that was depressing. I just had to get if off my chest.
Vacation Day Tomorrow!
I have to travel to Illinois on Wednesday and Thursday, so I took a vacation day for Tuesday, to hang with the girls. They REALLY want to go to the mall (yuck, but OK) so if they wake up early enough, we'll do it. We'll also surprise Kevin with a picnic lunch at his work.
Kevin wants to prove to his coworkers that he had extremely long hair once-upon-a-time, so the girls are going through the infamous "picture box." I really need to buy some albums. *sigh* However, they're having a BALL going through it. I know that I enjoy it, but I never realized what a good time they'd have.
OK, I'm gone for now. Seriously, though, if you have a myspace, look for fierro6 and add me. I'm looking to boost my friend count. Also, I need more mobsters! If you want to add me to myspace, but do NOT want to be in my mob, just say so. I promise not to invite you if it is unsolicited. Silence gives consent. I'm just sayin'...
Kevin wants to prove to his coworkers that he had extremely long hair once-upon-a-time, so the girls are going through the infamous "picture box." I really need to buy some albums. *sigh* However, they're having a BALL going through it. I know that I enjoy it, but I never realized what a good time they'd have.
OK, I'm gone for now. Seriously, though, if you have a myspace, look for fierro6 and add me. I'm looking to boost my friend count. Also, I need more mobsters! If you want to add me to myspace, but do NOT want to be in my mob, just say so. I promise not to invite you if it is unsolicited. Silence gives consent. I'm just sayin'...
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Left over pictures
We accomplished a lot today! We hauled off some junk, including the broken soda fridge from the back porch. We actually hauled off about 2 truck-beds full of crap. The girls cleaned their rooms, we got Kevin's old Impala home from Dad's, and I even had time to watch most of the race (in which my boy Carl took second!)
Tonight, Kevin's watching TV in the bedroom, and I'm watching Big Brother in the living room, while the girls play with their newest fascination. Yes, I let them get a facebook account. We'll see how it goes. One wrong move, and they're off the computers completely. So far, they're having a ball interacting with distant aunts and cousins.
The above pictures are just random shots from the previous week. Enjoy!
Tonight, Kevin's watching TV in the bedroom, and I'm watching Big Brother in the living room, while the girls play with their newest fascination. Yes, I let them get a facebook account. We'll see how it goes. One wrong move, and they're off the computers completely. So far, they're having a ball interacting with distant aunts and cousins.
The above pictures are just random shots from the previous week. Enjoy!
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Saturday night
What a day! The drama is settling down a bit, so we're breathing a bit easier.
I woke up early (barely, thanks for helping, Kevin.) and headed to work. I was there for less than an hour (ticked me off, since I logged 2 hours on the road! What a waste.
When I got home, we joined Mom and Dad and headed to North KC to visit my Aunt Maxine. We visited with my cousin and his wife, and their granddaughter. It was fun, and we had some awesome food.
After coming home, Monica was begging me to take her to Deals. Have you been there? It's a $1 store (although a few things are more, nothing is over $5 and 99% is $1) and it's my favorite of all the $1 stores around. Kevin gave the girls some spending money, so I took them to blow it.
After that, we went to the evil Blue Springs WalMart for groceries. Wow, we were out of EVERYTHING! Unfortunately, this poorly managed place was out of some of the things that we needed. We all three had some laughs and enjoyed our time for a while, but we were more than ready to leave and write off the human race before we escaped.
Tonight, it's relax and veg out night. I like relax and veg out nights. There are four of us in this house. Two of us are watching TV and three of us are on the computer. Yeah, I may or may not be guilty of doing both at once. LOL
Tomorrow, I will have some pictures to share. I've been working long hours and dealing with some drama, but life 'n stuff is still going on, 'n stuff. I have a great picture of a tug boat from the river bottoms, a picture of my poor Hawkeye, now that Kevin shaved him *sigh* and some other random crap.
Have a wonderful night! If you don't know how to relax and veg out properly, come on over. You can sit on the bed with me, watching TV (because Kevin is watching mixed martial arts fighting...YUCK) and have some of my peach iced tea. We'll watch a sappy 80's moving and play mobsters online!
I woke up early (barely, thanks for helping, Kevin.) and headed to work. I was there for less than an hour (ticked me off, since I logged 2 hours on the road! What a waste.
When I got home, we joined Mom and Dad and headed to North KC to visit my Aunt Maxine. We visited with my cousin and his wife, and their granddaughter. It was fun, and we had some awesome food.
After coming home, Monica was begging me to take her to Deals. Have you been there? It's a $1 store (although a few things are more, nothing is over $5 and 99% is $1) and it's my favorite of all the $1 stores around. Kevin gave the girls some spending money, so I took them to blow it.
After that, we went to the evil Blue Springs WalMart for groceries. Wow, we were out of EVERYTHING! Unfortunately, this poorly managed place was out of some of the things that we needed. We all three had some laughs and enjoyed our time for a while, but we were more than ready to leave and write off the human race before we escaped.
Tonight, it's relax and veg out night. I like relax and veg out nights. There are four of us in this house. Two of us are watching TV and three of us are on the computer. Yeah, I may or may not be guilty of doing both at once. LOL
Tomorrow, I will have some pictures to share. I've been working long hours and dealing with some drama, but life 'n stuff is still going on, 'n stuff. I have a great picture of a tug boat from the river bottoms, a picture of my poor Hawkeye, now that Kevin shaved him *sigh* and some other random crap.
Have a wonderful night! If you don't know how to relax and veg out properly, come on over. You can sit on the bed with me, watching TV (because Kevin is watching mixed martial arts fighting...YUCK) and have some of my peach iced tea. We'll watch a sappy 80's moving and play mobsters online!
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