Wednesday, February 29, 2012

You've Got My Back, Right?

Yesterday, after spending a crazy amount of time looking for salsa amongst the hundred of jars and finally deciding that the Southwest Salsa really isn't that good anyway, I decided that using up our canned goods stash might be easier if the emptied jars were stored elsewhere.  Of course, the "elsewhere" is a bit of a challenge, but we're thinking at least some of them could go under the beds.  

So, in July when I am freaking out because I don't know where in the heck the empty jars are, you'll remind me, right??????

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Wait....What's That Scrambling Noise?

It would be the Republicans trying to figure out a way to make this:

which is simply a screen shot of a 5-year average of the Dow Jones Industrial Average, both a Bad Thing and Something to Blame on Obama.  It has taken 3 years, but the market has finally regained most of what it lost during Georgie Junior's last year in office.


It's only February, and so far we've already seen an all-male panel discussing women's reproductive care, bills requiring ultrasounds before women are allowed a legal medical procedure, and here in Idaho doctors and pharmacists have already been given the right to not perform any medical procedure--necessary or not--if it conflicts with his or her religious beliefs.  It is not surprising that male religious extremists are limiting women's rights--it's more to be expected.  Property rights, divorce rights, voting rights--all of those were withheld from women by nice white Christian males.  That is no surprise.  The surprise is that there are still women who are voting for the extremists.  That I do not understand.  I don't care what religion they are:  a woman voting Republican in this day and age is like a chicken voting for Colonel Sanders................

Monday, February 27, 2012

Getting the Postage Rip-Off Award This Year

People are doing a lot of complaining about the U.S. Postal Service lately, which is stupid frankly, as there is no commercial service that will take ANYTHING anywhere for about 50 cents, no matter how loudly the Far Right screams about privatization.  And what is really unfair is that the post office is taking flak for things they aren't doing.  For example, this year I ordered seeds from Burpee.  I wanted to go elsewhere, but they had a zinnia I really wanted and I couldn't find it anywhere else.  It's a complete rip-off at $5.95 for a packet of 25 seeds, but if I get them to work, I will be harvesting the heads like a fiend so I won't ever have to buy them again.  The package arrived today:
and for this tiny package filled with 8 packets of seeds (like 25 in each packet), Burpee charged me...
Almost $9!!!  For which they probably paid the actual U.S. Postal Service about $4.

Not that I had ever intended to do business with Burpee again anyway, but those zinnias had better grow like weeds.  

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Calling Perry Mason

So our insurance company actually had to pay my medical bills for the current back problems (unlike my surgery a few years ago, which cost us over $4000 with our $500 deductible), so now they are looking for someone to sue as nothing irritates a health insurance provider faster than actually having to provide the service for which they are charging.  Their corporate ambulance chaser, known as a "cost containment solution" has sent me a form asking me for the details and the name of the negligent party.  I'm not sure if one could say that it was an accident or if the turkey was actually at fault, so we are waiting to see if they will be suing Butterball or settling out of court...................

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Pride Goeth With An Injury

Having been rescued from our bathroom floor while wearing my crossword puzzle pajamas, I would have thought that I had parted company with any remaining vestiges of pride I might have had, but no--I still had more to lose.  I have started using the new cool elliptical machine with fan at the gym, and was feeling quite proud of myself and rather strong.  Saturday I showed up at the gym to find all the fan ellipticals taken, so I decided to use one of the old, mundane ones for the day.  I climbed on, and--having finally learned my lesson, albeit slowly--set the machine to level 1.  I started stepping, and the lights started blinking.  It had paused.  Thinking I had somehow hit a button with my book, I hit start and we were off again..........or not.  It was on "pause" again.  Start. Pause. Start. Pause.  After the fourth or fifth round, I finally realized the machine thought I had stopped because I was going so slowly.  I have endured the ER experience, hosting parties in pajamas, being yanked around by a man at least 10 years younger than me, but being told by a machine that it can't tell the difference between being stopped and my exercise speed is maybe a new low.........

Sunday, February 19, 2012

On Being Married..........

"Why not paint all the walls at once?"

I think in every relationship, one person is going to be better acquainted with reality than the other one.  No matter HOW many times I have regretted my optimism, I never seem to get any smarter.  What could possibly make more sense to anyone spending 2-3 hours a day doing physical therapy and exercising?  Packing up and moving the ENTIRE contents of her sewing room--that's what.  

Andy, the smarter person in our relationship, wanted to get started on the shelves for my sewing room this weekend.  Great, I said, and we can paint the wall first.  (By "we" I of course mean "him").  Then, because the idea is to have 2 walls be one color and 2 walls be another, I decided to get enough stuff moved to allow him to paint 2 walls.  Then (and can't you just see the instant the brain completely snapped?), I said, as long as I'm moving that much stuff around in the sewing room, why don't we just do the whole thing and get it over with?  Bless his little heart--no matter how tempting it was to respond "Because you just got out of physical therapy two days ago and this sounds like a colossally stupid idea," he said "sure thing."  If that isn't love, I don't know what is.

Saturday, February 18, 2012


I might be slightly glad this week is over.  I have indeed been released from care by the spine doctor (but can go back without a referral if I have problems)......but not before I twisted my pelvic bone out TWICE.  Yup, twice.  That's a new personal record for me.  I've reached that dangerous part of healing--I generally feel great, so it's easy to forget that my hip is not quite ready for, say for example, hopping over the wet dirt in the garden.  In my defense, I did remember it was a bad idea before landing, but that didn't actually help much..................

Friday, February 17, 2012


Isn't it ironic that the Republican party wants to restrict birth control this year? You would think with an admitted adulterer and generally creepy guy like Newt Gingrich as a presidential candidate, if they truly had America's best interests at heart they would be trying to ban Viagra........

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Warning: Exuberance May Be Hazardous To My Health

Yesterday I had (what we assume to be) my last physical therapy session for my hip.  My therapist did all sorts of tests--one involving me to be bungee-corded to the wall--and said I looked great and extremely strong.  I see the spine specialist later this week, but we're pretty sure he'll say I'm well enough to just continue on my own.

I left the office ELATED!  And apparently with quite a spring in my I threw my hip out again.  At first I couldn't--and wouldn't--believe it, but there is just no other way for me to go from feeling fine to hurting and feeling that painful squashing feeling in my back.  I did a few of my exercises when I got home, spent quite some time with the heating pad, took a little Valium, and decided to deal with it in the morning.

And here's the good news:  it is back in place this morning!!!!!  As long as it turns only slightly, there is still a chance that it can move back by itself, and that means that my muscles are strong enough to start holding it in place.  That they can't quite do so YET doesn't bother me nearly as much--only 1 month ago they couldn't do it at all.  So, this proves everything is working, and--as I told Andy yesterday--I am now a muscular She-Woman!  His laughing fit subsided after only 10 minutes............................

Sunday, February 12, 2012

Doin' Physical Therapy

We have to do twist stretches:

stomach crunches:
 Now a little rest:
 and full-length stretches:
Theo says I'm on my own for the pool stuff, though.....

GOP Ups The Ante, Introduces Legislation To Allow Any Employer To Deny Any Preventive Health Service

GOP Ups The Ante, Introduces Legislation To Allow Any Employer To Deny Any Preventive Health Service: pEarlier today, in response to criticism from Catholic groups, the White House altered its regulation requiring employers and insurers to provide no-cost contraception coverage as part of their health care plans. Churches and religious nonprofits that primarily employ people of the same faith are still exempt from the requirement, but now religiously affiliated colleges, universities, [...]/p

Personally, I'm having a hard time remembering the difference between the Taliban and the Religious Right...............

Saturday, February 11, 2012

I Have A New Carrot!

Normally, I'm not overly impressed by gadget or cool new things, but today I noticed the gym had new elliptical machines that have a little fan that blows cool air into your face as you work out.  I love it!  Of course, I'm pretty sure this mostly falls under "things I'm still not allowed to do by my therapist" but I did do a very gentle 5 minutes to warm up before hitting the weight machines, which shouldn't have done any damage.  I never thought I'd be motivated to improve enough to get permission to use an exercise machine, but I'm aiming for that baby by the end of March at the latest!

Thursday, February 9, 2012

Makes Me Want to Move To Walla Walla

In Other Words....

Had I not caught a cold and had to rearrange all my appointments, I would be seeing the spine specialist this morning, and I think he would probably be releasing me from physical therapy.  I'm not sure, of course, but the fact that I am making progress, have been very dedicated to my PT exercises, and can move my own hip back into place has made physical therapy sessions a bit less important.  I'll find out next week.  I was hoping, of course, that I'd be ALL better by now, but I now know that this problem has taken a few years to get this bad, so while I have been optimistic enough to believe that I could fix it with just a month or two of physical therapy and have been quite stunned that it didn't, that probably wasn't realistic.  I have now (lacking any other option) decided to be philosophical about all of this.  2 1/2 months ago, I was in so much pain I was passing out.  2 months ago I couldn't drive myself anywhere.  1 month ago I always had a little niggling pain in my back.  2 weeks ago I was still screeching "OW" every time I sneezed.  This week I have a cold and can cough and sneeze without pain.  If I have to take a few more weeks to build up to something OTHER than walking in the pool (did I mention the therapist said no outdoor walks this week?), I will still get there.  Slow progress is still progress.

I can become quite philosophical about these things when I have no other option.  Funny how that works...........

Monday, February 6, 2012

New Thing Number 2

Saturday I attended a gospel music singing workshop.  I've never really sung in a choir and not being religious, I've never sung gospel music, but I thought it would be a lot of fun and since we're part of a music club, I was interested to learn more about singing.  It was also my first full-day commitment since hurting my back, so I was a bit nervous about it, but I figured since it was singing, we'd be standing most of the time.  Right?

Very, very wrong.  We sat.  As a precaution, I'd taken the prescription-strength pain killers before leaving the house and taken the Valium with me, and for a while, it was all good.  We did get to periodically stand, which helped, but it wasn't enough.  The singing was fun and everyone was as nice as they could be, and though I was disappointed that the term "workshop" really just meant to learn a whole bunch of songs by mimicking rather than by reading music, it was fun to sing with a group learning parts and putting them all together, and I thought we sounded great.  But my back did NOT make the entire day, and I ended up ducking out early and missing the evening concert, then spending the rest of the day and most of yesterday in bed with heating pads and Valium.

Who would have thought a gospel music workshop would be a lot more painful than a mammogram?

Sunday, February 5, 2012

How Theo and I Spent The Day Today

Coping With A Hostile Ex - Part 8

Since there is still a very steady stream of traffic reaching this blog via searches about coping with a hostile ex, I wanted to share a website I recently discovered that I think might be helpful:

Hostile Aggressive Parenting is abusive behavior--both toward the other parent and the child.  It isn't in your head, it isn't going to get better, and as we learned, the family court system will do nothing to help.  However, the above website has some suggestions for getting help and how to bring awareness to the problem.  If you or someone you know is dealing with Hostile Aggressive Parenting, I think it's a good site to send to them and to anyone in their family.

Friday, February 3, 2012

New Thing Number 1

Just because something isn't exactly fun, doesn't mean it won't count for my list.

This week I had my first mammogram.  I was supposed to have one last year since that's when I turned 40, but I forgot, so it was available for New Thing #1 status.  And, to be honest, it isn't nearly as bad as I thought it might be.  It's weird and a bit awkward, but it doesn't hurt.  I was actually shocked at how often I've heard people complain about it hurting.  These people have obviously not gotten tetanus shots recently (which are STILL my least-favorite medical happening, including the "annual wellness exam for women").  It might have helped that I had just come from a really hard workout in the pool so the REST of me was actually hurting, but it still wasn't that bad.

However, I'm going to aim a bit higher for entertainment value for New Things number 2-12....which shouldn't be all that hard, considering.............

Thursday, February 2, 2012

12 12s

As most of you know, I am a big New Year's Resolution person.  Not in the sense that most people are--"I want to lose weight," "I want to exercise more"--that sort of thing, but new projects ever year. 

Some knitting friends and I were bouncing ideas around about what to do for 2012, and the idea of doing "12 12s" came up.  Doing a list of 12 things, and doing 12 of each of the things.  I thought it was a fantastic idea, and cheerfully pilfered it. 

My list of 12 items for 2012:

1.  Try 12 new fruits/vegetables
2.  Read 12 books from the library book sales we keep going to
3.  Try 12 new recipes
4.  Plant 12 types of flowers (they don't all have to grow)
5.  Take 12 exercise classes at the gym
6.  Try 12 exercise tapes/dvds
7.  Donate 12 things
8.  Learn 12 new songs on piano or guitar
9.  Read 12 classics
10.  12 days without the internet
11.  Give 12 "just because" gifts
12.  Do 12 new things

Obviously, I'm skewing this a bit to go with things I'm already doing (reading 100 books a year, building up my hip muscles), but it is mostly about having fun and always trying new things--not to mention making the hip problem slightly more fun than it currently is...which probably isn't too difficult.  :)

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Married to Mr. Hoover

Last night I asked Andy to remind me to put a chicken in the slow cooker for dinner tonight. 

This morning, he brought me coffee with this attached to it:
Life is never dull with a spouse who can make you laugh.

Fall! Finally!

Even without extremely hot summers, I've always loved fall.  A little coolness in the air, leaves starting to turn, sweaters coming out-...