10.28.2011

It's my day off but sadly, I will be working, well already working.  Yesterday was very draining and very counterproductive.  The reports were horrible and they truly put me in a bad mood, so, it is what it is.  That's okay though.  As the weather starts to shift from hot to cold, I'm glad I am still working from home but even more determined to find ways to earn income from home until I can get my real estate license and become the female version of Donald Trump.  Then again, I think he borrowed money from his father to get started.  Nonetheless, I want to be in real estate.  I can see myself involved in buying and selling homes, buying and selling buildings.  Just the thought of it makes me smile.  Now, I just need to make it a reality.  I will, once I get some of these darn bills paid off.  Sigh...

Realizations 10.25.2011

Birds move through the sky with such grace and purpose.   People move through life aimlessly without direction.  Why is that?

I am on a path of realization and direction in my life from this day forward.  That is all for today.

The ER...boo

Last Saturday as I was about to go to bed, I checked on my 15 year old and noticed that she didn't look right.  She got up, staggered down stairs and plopped on the sofa, definitely not her usual hyper self at all.  Then she said her head hurt in the back and she felt dizzy.  She went into the bathroom and sat down.  I felt her forehead and she felt hot and sweaty and she was seemed kind of lethargic.  My first thought was meningitis or something, so off to the ER we went.

Thankfully, it wasn't meningitis but for some reason, I thought about how she was acting after the Toradol kicked in that the nurse added to her IV.  She was laying on the gurney so I said, "How do you feel?"  She looked at me and said, "I feel fabulous."  Fabulous, really, lying on a gurney in the ER at 11 p.m. at night?  Yeah, that was definitely the Toradol. That was on the beginning of it.  She was clearly high off the medicine.  She was talking a mile a minute and moving around a lot.  Even the registration lady whispered to me, "Does she always talk like that?"   I just laughed and said "No, I think its the Toradol."

Needless to say, I was relieved that the doctor felt maybe she just had a mild virus since all of her tests came back normal.

Coffee and the mugs that hold it

So, I wanted to blog today but I didn't know what I wanted to blog about.  I thought about this coffee mug (may it rest in pieces).  I love coffee mugs, love them.  Ask anybody in my family what I love, and they will say "coffee mugs."  I have tons of them, more than the average person really needs.  Clearly, its an addiction.  I have given some away, trying to convince myself that I don't need all of these mugs, only to have them replaced with new ones.  Most times, I have to stop myself from buying new ones because I really don't have the room in my cabinet for more (I am on the hunt for a tall freestanding cabinet for the kitchen to house them all though.) 

Sadly, I no longer have the one in the picture.  In a fit of anger, I threw it down in the garage and watched it shatter to pieces.  I really miss that mug but I haven't been back to the store where I purchased it to see if they have a replacement.  Sigh.  I will replace it soon and hopefully add to my collection once I find the cabinet to store them.  Although I have a good sized kitchen, the set up is kind of weird so I have to find the right unit to fit.  When I do, it's on!  Coffee Mug Central will be in full effect!

Okay, I must get back to what currently pays the bills.   Behave yourselves.

~Pamela Denise~