Ryan got lasagna in the keyboard last night. I'm literally picking food out from between the letters - How do you clean a keyboard? Can you take it apart and wash it? The p and the o are covered in spaghetti sauce, and there's something on the F4 key that I don't want to know about! If I get electrocuted wiping the inside of the keyboard down with windex, this kid is in big trouble. It's my computer! I swear he'll never eat or drink in this room again! If I can't get back online you'll know you
A freshman in Ryan's class died last night. He shot himself. He was a good kid, the Star of the varsity basketball team, and the only freshman on it. He didn't do drugs. He didn't hang out with the bad kids. He wasn't a wannabe ganster. He got decent grades. He was in a couple of Ryan's classes but, they weren't close friends.
A child died last night, and the community is in mourning.
And all I can think of is, why didn't anyone know this child needed help. He was only 14 years ol
I'm making meatloaf for dinner. Stuffed with mushrooms and served with mashed potatoes and gravy, and corn pudding. Nothing remarkable about it but, Katie will be bringing home friends to eat.
You know it's getting close to the end of the month when the 20 somethings come home to eat. It means they've spent the grocery dollars for the month, and don't want to break into the money they've set aside for "partying".
Katie doesn't even eat meat. I'll make a 3 lb meatloaf and sit stunn
We're snowed in, with 10" coming and one roll of toilet paper in the house. Between the three of us (the husband, the son, and me) there's no way to make the toilet paper last until the snow stops. I laugh because pre-stroke I would have been so organized. Prepared even. The cupboards would not be bare.
And I have a terrible cold. The first time since my stroke. It sounds stupid but, everytime I sneeze my right side goes numb. Like for a second it forgets everything it's relearned since th
Three years ago on Tuesday, I lost my brother.
Well, I didn't really lose him.
I know exactly where his ashes are, and his eyes now belong to a grandma, and his skin is still walking around on a burn victim. He couldn't give away most of his physical body. David had epilepsy and therefore, he was on a lot of drugs.
David was a stand up comedian. He opened for everyone from The Temptations to Adam Sandler. He had been on Comedy Central's Comics Come Home three times (or was it four
So I quit my job - didn't do me much good. Now, I'm only working 8 hours a day! The joys of a family owned business. It's Saturday and I should be watching soap opera reruns on Soapnet and doing laundry. Relaxing, so to speak. Instead, at 6 am I was on the computer creating 108 tent cards for my neighbor Sandra's dinner-dance tonight. (That I couldn't attend if I wanted to, I do well if I'm walking straight - I can't imagine waltzing backwards!) I have got to finish the case study for Strokenet,
My entire left side is sore today. The joints hurt, the muscles ache, and I'm feeling a little lopsided ... it's weird because my right side was effected by the stroke. I don't even want to drive the three blocks to the grocery store, I have tuna in the house so, the cats will get fed, even if we've run out of cat food. Two more days to go and I hit the six month mark, maybe then I won't worry about every ache and pain. Every time my face "tingles" with the onset of a "hot flash," I want to call
I've been thinking about botox lately. To lift my crooked smile and droopy right eye. The husband says no one can tell, but me, I know the face is different. I used to use creams and anti-aging potions, but now what the he**, my right eye looks like it has bags under it no matter what I do. Am I whining? - you bet. I cut my hair because I couldn't hold a curling iron, I haven't done my nails in 6 months, because I paint the cuticle and half my fingers, and I've switched to wearing pants everyday
It's 8:35 here, Ryan's taking a shower, the cat's already asleep in her basket, and I'm bracing for another long night. Why do the nights seem longer...darker...emptier... when you are alone? It wasn't like this before my stroke. I would have just been getting ready to go out and party with friends. .... Dinner at 9, movies at 10? or the bar scene at 10:30? Now, I wait for, and pray for the sleep, that doesn't come. Sleep comforts me because, I'm not expected to be ok when I'm sleeping. And for
Well, I made it through the first night. Sleeping on the couch in the living room with the tv on. On top of all my anxiety last night we had an ice storm. So, I sleep closer to the front door which makes no sense at all. Only two more nights to go. The nights are the worst, I'm even starting to watch the late night infomercials. It seems you can buy nearly anything and get a second set free! I wonder how Jerry would like that...."dear, I know we didn't need "a scooping up batter and flipping eg
I'm alone today and nervous - My parents are on the way to Orlando, my husband is headed for Vegas, my sister is in Rice Lake near Minnesota, my closest friend is visiting family in Detroit, even my daughter is over an hour away from me, at her apartment in Sun Prairie. I know it's totally irrational to be nervous. I'm 42 years old - it's not like I've never been alone before! But, who would I call if something happened? I feel every little ache or pain more intensely today because I'm almost fr
I sound like I'm feeling sorry for myself... I'm really not. This year will be a lot different from last, h*ll I'm different from who I was last year. Last year at this time I was baking a spiral ham and making crab stuffed mushrooms for Connie's annual New Years Eve party. Connie was supposed to be my sister in law, until three years ago when my brother David died, she has since become one of my best friends. Connie's not having her party this year, she's in the process of getting a divorce, he
The husband Jerry, is flying to Las Vegas early tomorrow, he'll be gone for a few days to celebrate turning 50 with all his old college buddies. I'm kind of nervous because for the first time since my stroke I'll be all alone - granted my 14 year old son will be home and I'm sure he'll be "watching out for me", but it's not the same. On the 10th, it'll be six months since my stroke, do we celebrate the new year then? Oh to be sure I'm glad to be here to see 2005 roll in - 2004 was not the greate
