So where to start….. How about Friday? Glad you agree, I mean really what choice do you have. I know you could just leave but really, do you want to miss my weekend?
So what happened Friday…. I finally made it through my Bloglines! I had missed a lot and I skimmed some of them, but I did get caught up, I think.
Little Miss came home, ill as a hornet as always. I was called and informed that the next door neighbor at grandma’s was having a yard sell and she must have money. She wanted something, I don’t know what the hell she wanted but she was sure 20 bucks would cover it. I told her no, she wanted to talk to her daddy. As luck would have it, he was not home, so she decided she would talk to me until he came home.
So we talked and talked and talked, mainly about what she wanted. A foot massager, a scarf and various dog figures. When daddy finally arrived , he said no and she was ready to come home, daddy could come get her and I could stay home. I went, I mean why should I stay home because she is a rotten child? We were greeted mid driveway by a very unhappy face. She was pouting. Oh, well! She got over it.
We went to the hospital to see grandmother, took Little Miss with us. She was able to show her temper there and we found out where she got it. Hubby’s grandfather! OK, she could have got it from my side too, but I like to think it come from his side. She was ill, she stayed up til midnight. I was up until almost 1am before she finally drifted off to sleep. I must see her sweet sleeping face before bed, otherwise I have nightmares about my demon spawn! She is so sweet when she is asleep.
We got up Saturday and it was the day to start the “tree house”. We were informed of what she wanted…..Hot Pink walls with pale pink stripes, wood floors, a window or two, a porch, electricity, satellite, TV, stereo, small refrigerator, curtains, a phone, among other things.
So we got it started. Six cedar post in the ground and the outside floor joist all around. It is 8 feet in the air, it will be at least 6 feet on the inside tall wise. It is a 10×10 and has a 4 foot porch on the front. She will be getting a door and a window. Electricity will be included, but no fridge as of yet. Wood floors may fall to the wayside, because the Pergo that was going to be given to us, will only cover an 8×8 area. Curtain, probably. Satellite only if it can be run from her room. No TV, unless she has one given to her or she shoots one out of her ass. Telephone, we have a cordless and it will reach out to it. Stereo, she has a boom box, so there you go.
After we got done with that we finished tearing apart an old porch. A good bit of the wood for the tree house will come from it. Hubby mowed the yard and I cleaned off the porch and picked up in the yard.
My parents church is now showing a movie on Saturday night once a month. So Little Miss was going and we were going to go to the hospital to see Grandmother again, but by the time hubby finished mowing and demanded that I give him a haircut and company came up, it was almost visiting time and we still had to have showers and we hadn’t eaten, so we showered and run to Subway for supper. We have a Subway, a Jacks and a Pizza Inn within miles of the house. It is kinda nice living in the country but still having a few choices of where to eat close by.
We got along right up til Little Miss got home at 9:45, you will see why this time is important in a second. I walked out to get Little Miss, mom asked about Grandmother, I told her what we had heard and told her about the night before, I asked how the movie was, it went well, told her how Boss man was when she asked, at home and bored out of his mind. Little Miss came out twice. Neither time did she say a word to me. I walked in to a very nasty scene! Apparently dad had said when I came in he would carry her to Jack’s to get a hamburger. She didn’t have supper, I thought she was going to get something at church. Jack’s closes at 10!!! I came in the house at 9:56, I was outside for 11 minutes!!!!
Little Miss went directly in to her demon spawn act and bared her fangs and tried to rip me to shreds! I told her I had put up with all the shit I was going to put up with! I would no longer be talking to her and because my talking had caused her so much trouble in her life I would give up talking to anyone! A stretch I know but, I was in no mood to talk to anyone anyways so….. I started reading my book. In all of 3 minutes, she was dying to have me talk to her. She begged her dad to tell me to talk to her. I gave one word answers to questions and let her father know that I wasn’t mad at him even if he was an ass! He fixed her a bite to eat and I read. Again she stayed up and I didn’t get in the bed until after 1am!
On Sunday………Little Miss slept in. Hubby changed the oil in Bug’s car and piddled with it. I got to drive it home. It’s a Mustang, a nice Mustang! I like to drive nice cars!!!( Bug lives all of 1/8 of a mile away, same road, before anyone screams, she was asleep and we were gone all of 5 minutes!) We came home and decided what we had to do besides go and clean the office.
Little Miss got up and yelled Mom out of the door and disappeared back in the house. Hubby was getting papers out of the car and I was waiting for him to finish piling me up with shit to carry in the house. She yelled again then stomped across the house. I came in and she was in the bed waiting to play Lil Lump. (It is a game we have played for a long time, she hides in the covers and I “get” the lump. Or I tickle her or try to go to sleep on the lump.) I ask her if I was talking to her. I told her I was not to blame for all that was wrong in her little life. Nor was I to blame for all the world’s woes! We talked a little about respect for me. Respect for her. And how I was going to the doctor at the end of the month and I hoped to find out my problem and maybe feel better. And if I felt better, I might be able to play more. But mainly if she would lose the attitude with me, I would try to be less ill with her.
It must have worked to some extent, she was in the house most of the day, she cleaned the ceiling fan, cleaned up the bathrooms, cleaned her room and was in general nice to me, most of the day.
We cleaned up the shop or the “common men’s gym”, in front of the shop, cleaned out both cars, started draining the pool and started picking up the slab. I got all of the tools picked up! WOOHOO! It was a 5 gallon bucket full of tools! Then we sit and tried to figure out how to get out of cleaning the office! We picked up in the yard some more. Mainly sticks and broken branches. We finally went to the office and cleaned. I don’t know why we weren’t in the mood for it, but for some reason, we just didn’t want to go! Little Miss stayed with mammaw. Most of the night went well, except she didn’t want to go to sleep again! I told her 11 it was TV off time, she tried for 12:00, but I told her 11. The demon wanted to make an appearance but, she thought better of it.
The Boy stayed out all night Friday night and all night Saturday night and stayed gone a good chunk of Sunday. Bow Fishing! Nighttime thing. Apparently he saw snakes and alligators but he still don’t want to give it up. I hoped fear would win out and don’t think I am not playing up the alligator side. Yes, momma is pointing out that alligators have sharp teeth! And snakes, oh yes, fear of snakes, how it is dark and it is hard to see what is coming up behind you. Yes, Momma is playing all of the angles! He keeps pointing out they are in a boat and they have lights to see the fish, damn boy is kinda smart.
Grandmother update……. She was fairly unresponsive on Friday night. She developed a temp of 104. something. The doctor says she did not have a stroke. That she is not in a coma, she is just really tired and in a deep sleep and she will have to wake up on her own. They were not giving her anything to get her to sleep. Her niece is an RN and she thinks they may have OD her on something or gave her the wrong medicine at some point and are covering their ass. A few of the kids and grand kids say the left side of her face is drawn and she can’t move her left arm, I didn’t notice this when we saw her. I did notice that she was breathing odd.
I am told she was talking some on Saturday and that she had drank some. Mt. Dew, cranberry juice and some water. Others say she is talking but you can’t understand her. The doctor says she has a severe bladder infection and that she would get better but would never be what she was. This makes no sense to me, if she didn’t have a stroke, why would she have any lasting effects from a bladder infection. They said she had a seizure, but don’t say why she had a seizure. And now they never mention the seizure.
A lady my parents went to church with was admitted to the hospital with a severe bladder infection and the family was assured that she had not had a stroke, only to find out that, in fact, she did have a stroke. She died a few weeks later due to complications. I don’t know, just a thought. the boys want her sent to rehab when she is released from the hospital and the girls want to take her home. We shall see who wins. One of the girls is getting things lined up for her funeral, no major plans, just like music and such.
So that was my weekend. How was yours?
Quick edit…… I wrote that last night as I was waiting for Little Miss to finally give it up. We went through the whole Love Ya routine. You can not answer I love you, Love you too, or anyway but Love Ya. If you respond wrong she will just keep repeating until you answer right. Also you can say nothing to her after Love Ya or it starts all over. We also went through the I have an upset tummy, my throat is sore, where is Daisy, where is Misty, you know the normal stall tactics. I got in the shower at 12:00.
Which brings me to this….. Why does my husband feel the need to dry his hands on my towel. I wouldn’t have a problem except he used GoJo hand cleaner yesterday and now my towel smells like grease! We are down to like 4 towels for our bathroom. When Daisy first got here, I decided that if she had a towel in her pen and had an accident, I could just get the towel out and put it outside, easier to clean up I thought. Well, somehow she ended up with all but 4 of our towels. I know I could get her towels and use them again, but…. no matter how much they are washed, I still know that they had shit and puppy pee on them and can’t bring myself to dry my face with them. I know I should get over it. Or buy new ones. I look at new ones and see the cost and damn near have a stroke and I can’t bring myself to spend the money on it. Christmas is coming up, it’s something my MIL would buy for me, but that is still a long ways off.
Good news! One of the drivers at hubby’s work got mad and quit! Not good news for him, but it is for hubby. More loads and more hours! He doesn’t have to hail cement unless nothing else is going on! He has no less than 3 loads today and that could be an hour or so OT!
Money is tight around here and our LAST payment is due on the house and it is 125 bucks higher than we are used to. It doesn’t sound like much, but it hurts when you aren’t used to it and we must get actual groceries in this house! We have been picking up this and that , here and there and it’s been over a month since we went and brought groceries! The cabinets are bare, the freezer is bare, the fridge is bare! And every time we put stuff in them, the kids think they have to eat it!
More good news……. Stress is a great diet! I lost 7 and a half pounds! OK, I added back a pound and a half, but we will call it water weight! Yes, it is getting close again. I can’t tell where I lost it, probably my ass and boobs! The only two places I don’t need to lose it!
OK, I must go and get busy on the cleaning and washing. It won’t do it itself! I don’t have little fairies showing up and doing my work. Wouldn’t it be nice though? So until next time…………..
HAVE A GREAT DAY AND THANKS FOR VISITING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
