Waving the white flag

My job is stressfull at times. I mentioned in my last post the screaming kids, I forgot to mention the parents who bitch at me because the they have to spend thousands of dollars because they gave their kids candy to shut them up, or lets them go to bed with a bottle of milk or juice, again to shut them up and now their teeth are rotten. Not my problem is my new motto.

Anyhow, Boss tells me my hours are being cut back and I am actually glad. I get up at 5 am. I am at work by 6:30 most days and work until 3:30 pm with very little break time.

Our schedule is slow but it seems I am still just as busy.
The office manager won't be happy about my cut hours as she hates running the front desk. Again, Not my problem.

I went to the doctor yesterday. She didn't like my numbers so she is increasing my blood pressure medication. I haven't been eating the way I should or exercising the way I should. I get home from work and am tired, physically and mentally. I told her about my boss cutting back my hours and she said she was going to suggest that. I guess the boss beat her to it.

My blood pressure is my problem and I intend to take care of it.
I intend to eat right, exercise and try not to stress out as much.
I'll keep ya posted.

The nose knows

I saw a can of kidney beans in my pantry yesterday and immediately thought of chili. That would be our dinner for the next day.


I had a hectic day at work. Lots of new patients, kids fighting with their siblings, parents ignoring their children, phone ringing, children screaming. All I could think of was eating that chilli in peace and quiet. So, after work today I stopped at Super Target to pick up some canned tomatoes and chilli seasoning. I don't grocery shop much, the husband does that for me. When I do shop it's Publix because is closer. Anyhow, I found everything I needed except the chili seasoning. I walked up and down every food isle looking. I know right where it is in Publix but I could not find it in Target. I was just about to go and find an employee, when my nose picked up the scent of chilli spice. I turned around there it was, right behind me, the little envelopes of seasoning.
It's funny how our senses work.

Oh Thank Heaven

Our son Desmond was born on July 11th 1990. Ever since he was born, it seems whenever we look at a clock it reads 7:11. It happens all the time and has been happening ever since he was born. Well now the car is starting with it. I was at a redlight on my way to work and what do you know?

A fashion statement

I had to go to Publix to pick up some prescriptions for my son Des who was home from college with the flu. The doctor on campus told him not to go to class until Monday, this was Wednesday night, so I told him to just come home so mom can take care of him. I made him my famous chicken noodle soup and he rested in his own bed in his own room. So much better than a noisey dorm room.

Anyhow, while I was at publix, a gentleman walked in to pick up his prescription also. I couldn't resist taking his picture for your enjoyment and a good laugh. OMG did he look in the mirror before he left the house? And if he is married, how could his wife let him leave the house like this?

NPR

I have been listening to NPR for a few years now. I worked for a very left wing attorney and he used to listen to it every day. Thanks Steele.
Now when I wake up at 5 am and come out for my cup of Tea after my shower, I turn on NPR 89.7 WUSF.
I love the news in the morning. The interviews, the wonderful and sometimes sad stories it tells.

The shows are Morning Edition with Carson Cooper in the morning from 5 am til 9 am. And in the afternoon, All Things Considered with Susan Giles Wantuck runs from 4 pm til 6:00 pm. Florida Matters at 6:00 pm and then Marketplace at 6:30. The shows are great and I learn so much listening to all the stories.
It's almost comforting to hear their voices in the morning and evening. Its the first thing I do in the morning as I walk in to the kitchen, I turn the knob on the radio before I even let the dog out. Sorry Maddie.

Chicken Soup

I was talking about my mother-in-law the other day. She passed away in 1999. My husband, son and I went to see her in Puerto Rico when our son was 3 years old. (1993). She was such a sweet woman. There are plenty of people out there who don't get along with their in laws, but she was just wonderful. I just regret she lived so far from us that I could not spend more time with her. She adored my husband as she did all her children.
She lived on a farm in the mountains with multiple chickens, goats and other animals. One day while we were at the beach, she killed a chicken and prepared fresh Chicken soup. It was the best soup I ever tasted. (Sorry Kate).

Anyhow, I have been sick with a cold all weekend and I don't know why it didn't occur to me to make chicken soup. So this morning, knowing I had to get better before tomorrow so I could return to work, I put on a pot of chicken to boil. I have rested, drank fluids etc. etc....
I am hoping this will finish the job. It's not Emelia's chicken soup but I think making it in her memory will do the trick.
BTW, its one of the few things I make that we fight over who's going to get the last bowl.

Fun with Signs

Tile, sick and Michael Phelps

I havn't posted in a while. We are tearing out our shower and having it retiled. We had all new plumbing and faucets installed in our three showers. Only one is usable as they went thru the closet to get to the pipes. The others had to have the tile ripped out. Fun.....
Now I have a cold or something going on. Its mostly my nose but now the body aches are starting and I feel miserable...literally miserable...like pissed at the world...and speaking of pissed...

Kate had posted something on Michael Phelps "caught" smoking marijuana. She beat me to the post but I share her feelings. Now Kellogs has dropped him and he was suspended.
I really think this is rediculous. Our so called former "president" starts an illegal war, supports and even orders torture and god knows what else, and nothing happens to him. Micheal Phelps hits the bong and all hell breaks loose. All the idiots who called Kelloggs to complain probably do the same thing at home. If they would just legalize it, it would create jobs, and produce taxes which could fund education etc.
OMG People in general piss me off.