Again, not exactly...

Funny how when you ask the help of the Gods and Goddess to find the time you need to finish projects, how quickly they respond!

Well, it looks like Dylan's great grandfather either had a stroke or has a pinched nerve. It took Dylan explaining all the reasons WHY he should stay in the hospital over night to convince him to stay, and so this morning he will be receiving an MRI. Needless to say, Dylan and I didn't get together at all last night and probably won't be getting together until late today. Now Dylan must wait patiently by the phone to find out what time they are releasing his great grandfather so that he can either 1) go and get him, or 2) contact Kennecott so his dad won't work over time and can go and get him. That is how the Gods and Goddess make it so that I will have time this four day weekend to complete my projects. I am just glad that his great grandpa is going to be okay and is very good hands.

So, it is 10:00 am and I have already cleaned my hamster's rancho villa and ripped the sheets off of my bed and remade the bed. That is probably one chore that I hate doing, and I have no reason as to why. I don't sleep under the sheets of my bed (as Dylan can tell you and it drives him nuts) but on top of the sheets under one of my blankets! So, I really never use the sheets and find them to be a big waste of time! Maybe that is why it drives me nuts. Oh, who the hell knows! And now the folks are going to be leaving for the cemetaries and I will be 1) mowing the yard and 2) trimming the hedges. Do you find it as sad as I do that my family has sooooo many close relatives that we visit this time of year in their graves? All of my grand parents, two brothers, my two uncles, my niece and nephew, and my great uncle and aunt all receive the most beautiful, homemade bouquets from us. You wouldn't think that at 31, I would have to deal with that much death. It is a good thing that it isn't bothersome or unnerving to me. Poor Dylan never had to really experience a death or funeral until a few years ago.....and that is the way it should be.

Oh, and for those of you I sent the pics of Shawn's baby to...he was born 05-22-02 and Shawn can't remember how long Ethan was but he was 29.5 weeks along and 1.5 lbs. Apparently his wife, Rachel, has been in the hospital for the last 5 weeks due to toximia and they decided to go and get Ethan because he had stopped growning. The little cutie was so small that Shawn put his wedding rin on his entire arm and the kid still had room to put in his other arm and a foot! The miracles of science that they are able to help a child that small come into the world. Oh, and he is breathing all by himself, so they will be able to take him home as soon as he is big enough. Now, that is cool!

Not exactly...

the type of day and evening I had planned, but it is working for me!

I spent the day doing another project that has been bothering me.....I put away the winter clothes and brought out the summer clothes and managed to discard two HUGE bags of clothes for ARC. And I came to an interesting conclussion....I have too many clothes and too many shoes (shut the fuck up Toni.). I have so many sweaters that I was astounded when putting them away because many I didn't recognized and quite a few still had the tags on them! And don't even get me started about the shoes....more than I counted last time and I think they have started to have babies! Anyways....

I also managed to clean all of the vents in the house while my mother scrubbed our tile flower, dusted the house, cleaned the bathroom (which was another project that has been bothering me) and planted a few more flowers AND "sprinkled growth from above"....in other words, I fertilized the entire yard with Miracle Gro. All in all, a good, productive day off. As for this evening....

Dylan and I were going to be having dinner with Toni and Rob but had to cancel due to 1) Dylan taking his grandfather for a check-up and 2) Toni and Rob were invited to a "must attend party of Lorene would have been offended" going away bbq for George, who got the job as an Air Marshal and will be leaving next weekend. But, then things get worse. Dylan goes and gets his grandfather to discover that last night, he lost control of his left hand and so he is up at the U of U and they are now running tests on his grandfather to see if he had a stroke! So, I spent awhile trying to locate his mother and father to let them know, since Dylan was having no luck in that area and was getting aggravated by a long event turning into an "eternity". However, I am so proud of Dylan for handling the situation as well as he did.....getting him to the hospital despite not having a clue where to take him, handling his grandmother, which is not an easy task, and keeping his cool under a pretty stressful situation. As of yet, I still haven't heard from him, so I am assuming he is still at the U hanging out. Oh, and tomorrow..

My folks are going to do the "cemetary" thing without me and I am hanging out awaiting the AT&T tech who will be coming to fix the tv.....it seems our tv when you turn the cable on will have a perfect picture for about 20 minutes and then we will get static and horrible static noise until you go and slam the wires on the back of the tv connecting to the box! We have already replaced the cables once, now they AT&T people better come and make it right. Or, I am sicking Grace on them! While the folks are away, I plan on mowing the lawn and trimming three hedges that are driving me insane! After the folks get home, I will FINALLY get to hang out with Dylan. I think we are going to try and reschedule with the Netzlers after Dylan gets back......HOPEFULLY!!!!!

Oh, I found this on another blog.....cut and paste and let's all have fun......I

IF YOU COULD BUILD A HOUSE ANYWHERE, WHERE WOULD IT BE?
Next to a beautiful lake, surrounded by large trees.

WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE ARTICLE OF CLOTHING?
pajamas that are silk

FAVORITE PHYSICAL FEATURE OF THE OPPOSITE (or same) SEX?
On men, their butt

WHAT'S THE LAST CD THAT YOU BOUGHT?
Peter Murphy

WHERE'S YOUR FAVORITE PLACE TO BE?
In the morning on the weekend, in bed, thinking. Other than that, anywhere I am with Dylan.

WHERE'S YOUR LEAST FAVORITE PLACE TO BE?
I never want to visit the Middle East or Africa

WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE PLACE TO BE MASSAGED?
My legs

WHAT'S MOST IMPORTANT, STRONG IN MIND OR STRONG IN BODY?
Strong mind creates a healthy body.

WHAT TIME DO YOU WAKE IN THE MORNING?
4:45 am

WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE KITCHEN APPLIANCE?
Iced tea maker

WHAT MAKES YOU REALLY ANGRY?
Stupid people(this includes ANYBODY that causes harm against animals, children, and the elderly, i.e. the defenseless), liars, and people who try to play mind games but have no idea what the hell they are doing.

IF YOU COULD PLAY ANY INSTRUMENT, WHAT WOULD IT BE?
I can already play the piano, so it would be the saxophone

FAVORITE COLOR?
I actually have three......black, blue, and pink.

WHICH DO YOU PREFER, SPORTS CAR OR SUV?
If you know my "Officer Friendly" record, it would be a sports car.

DO YOU BELIEVE IN GHOSTS?
Absolutely! And one day, I plan on being a ghost investigator as a hobby.

FAVORITE CHILDREN'S BOOK?
"The Pokey Little Puppy" and anything by Dr. Seuss, oh, and "What is Mr. Winkle?"

WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SEASON?
Autumn and only Autumn

WHAT'S YOUR LEAST FAVORITE HOUSEHOLD CHORE?
Cleaning the bathrooms

IF YOU COULD HAVE ONE SUPER POWER, WHAT WOULD IT BE?
Reading other people's mind.

IF YOU HAVE A TATTOO, WHAT IS IT?
I don't have one.....yet

CAN YOU JUGGLE?
Items, no. Work load, yes. Emotional baggage, yes.

THE ONE PERSON FROM YOUR PAST YOU WISH YOU COULD GO BACK AND TALK TO?
My grandmother who I am named after.

WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE DAY?
Saturday

WHAT'S IN THE TRUNK OF YOUR CAR?
My snow scraper and my emergency kit

WHICH DO YOU PREFER, SUSHI OR HAMBURGER?
Hamburger, and preferable right out of the package.........huh, Toni......

FROM THE PEOPLE YOU READ THIS POST, WHO'S MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND?
Toni

WHO'S LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND?
Jeffy

WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ANIMAL?
Cats, dogs, hamsters, bird, etc, etc, etc

IF YOU COULD SEDUCE A STAR, WHO WOULD IT BE?
Sting....oh, god...Sting....

WHAT'S THE QUOTE YOU MOST OVERUSE?
"WHATEVER"...."If you are gonna talk like a Black Man, be hung like a Black Man!" and "Shut the FUCK UP!!!!"

Blessed end....

The day is finally over and I am hoping doing stuff I like. Okay, this probably is not as exciting to you as it is to me, but I am doing mega laundry, cleaned one bathroom, cleaned my den....two of the three are projects that have been driving me insane because I just couldn't seem to find the time to do them! My goal is one major project every night.......we will see if it happens. The next project is moving the winter clothes to the storage boxes and taking out the summer clothes....I am hoping to have that done this coming week. Another project...spring cleaning my car! Gawd, does it need it!

So, tomorrow I think I will be shopping with the folks. Gonna do some grocery shopping, pet food shopping, and book shopping. Then I will do more shopping with Dylan this weekend for my mom's b-day and Father's day, as Dylan and I will be in Mesquite for that event. Oh, I can't wait to get away.

Oh, and this weekend will also, hopefully, be another return to the duck park...just can't seem to get enough of that!

I think I have probably waxed poetic enough with the philosophical stuff, my mood seems to be improving a bit now that I have worn myself down, so I will berate and belittle more tomorrow, or the next day, or sometime.

Hope all is well with everyone else.

Normally.....

Normally, this kind of stuff doesn't interest me, but because of the mood I have been in lately, this really touched me:Glad You Are In My dash

I read of a man who stood to speak
At the funeral of a friend.
He referred to the dates on her tombstone
From the beginning... to the end. He noted that first came her date of birth,
And spoke the following date with tears,
But he said what mattered most of all
Was the dash between those years. (1934-1998) For that dash represents all the time
That she spent alive on earth... And now only those who loved her
Know what that little line is worth. For it matters not, how much we own;
The cars... the house... the cash,
What matters is how we live and love
And how we spend our dash. So think about this long and hard... Are there things you'd like to change? For you never know how much time is left, That can still be rearranged. If we could just slow down enough To consider what's true and real, And always try to understand The way other people feel. And be less quick to anger, And show appreciation more And love the people in our lives Like we've never loved before. If we treat each other with respect, And more often wear a smile. Remembering that this special dash Might only last a little while. So, when your eulogy's being read With your life's actions to rehash... Would you be proud of the things they say About how you spent your dash? If you have received this, it means that you are truly special to the one who sent this to you. Glad You Are In My Dash!!!
May your guardian angel watch over you, faithfully.

WooHoo!

I was very pissed earlier this week because I had asked for this Friday off and couldn't get it....but now I have it!!! Somebody who was schedule off has decided not to take it, so I was next in line! Joy for me! I will be doing a WHOLE bunch of yard work this weekend due to the fact that we are having several dumpsters placed around our neighborhood and I have two trees that are going to be removed due to a bug in them....I can't wait! I am such a geek for enjoying doing hard labor, but it is good for the soul.....well, at lease MY soul!

Anyways, I have been thinking lately about how some of the people I grew up with never "grew up" even though they moved on. When I was younger, I equated people moving out on their own, moving out of state, etc with being "mature" but I have discovered that some of the most emotionally immature individuals out there! I find that disturbing, as well as sad. I have one friend who moved out of state and has never moved beyond the high school mentality and the high school drama...yet, I continue to love him dearly. And one person who has made a complete change in attitude and maturity never strayed from home for very long. The thing that I find the most unfortunate is that those who have matured were "forced" due to horrible circumstances....death, their own mortality, severe financial hardship, etc. Why is it that it takes such horrible events for people to grow up, respect their lives more, enjoy the people around them more, realize the difference between caring and smothering, and to reach out? Just a little insight and now I can just go back to being a blithering idiot the rest of the day........

Apologies.....

Believe it or not, they let us leave early! Our building only got to be about 110 degrees, so they thought it best to let everybody leave before they faced many, many lawsuits! Well, whatever it takes I guess!!!

The weekend was intense! Dylan and I went to Peter Murphy on Friday and he was amazing! He pointed at me and sung half a song to me, which thoroughly creeped me out.....and if you know me, that is a GOOD thing! Then Saturday I went shopping with my mom, got home and did a WHOLE bunch of yardwork. Then Dylan and I watched "Original Sin" and "Not Another Teen Movie". "Original Sin" was surprisingly good and "Not Another Teen Movie" was suprisingly disturbing!!!! Then Sunday, Dylan and I went to our favorite duck hang out.....and Dylan got attacked by a GOOSE! I have never laughed so hard in my life, until the fucker decided to attack me!!!!!! And, of course, I ran and screamed like a girl! Then we went to the Gateway and strolled, did dinner, and watched a movie and the finale of "X-Files" which I found to be a huge disappointment. Oh well, why would I expect more.....

Anyways, all in all, the weekend could not have been better...spending time with Dylan has become one of my favorite things to do.....again and for now. I have truly come to appreciate those in my lives that make such an effort as to be a part of my life. He calls me, he calls me back when I call him, he sends me e-mails.....everything that a good friend would do.....just like my Toni. I guess with the changes I have experienced in my life, I appreciate all of the friends that have stayed and have given as much as they have taken, have made efforts to contact me (via e-mail, letters, phone calls) and I feel that I could never have too many in my life. It is sad when some leave your life, but at the same time, emotional and psychological vampires give my life tooooooo much drama.

Oh speaking of drama...Dylan's poor mom is going in for a whole battery of tests today. Hopefully I wll be getting a phone call soon on how she is doing. They are doing blood work ( a bucketload!), a colonoscopy, an ultrasound, and lord only knows what else! Poor kid, she is gonna feel like a pin cushion!

Did I mention I am going to the dentist tomorrow? Just my cleaning....which I have been putting off now for 5 years! Gads, what a slacker I am!!!

Did I also mention that Dylan and I are having a romantic getaway soon? We are going to Mesquite for three nights/four days, just to spend some quality time alone. We both have had trouble spending as much time as we would like to with each other, due to a vast array of reasons, but this will hopefully make up for it.....at least I am hoping!

Also, did I mention that there is just a little over 4 months until October?

I'm melting....

Yep, the air is not on at work at it is around 97 or 98 degrees in here! Do you think they would let us go home....FUCK NO! They don't care at all! I have gals getting sick, I have one that is pregnant and is almost to the point of passing out, I have people who are going to SERIOUSLY walk tomorrow if it is this bad....again, the higher ups don't care. Good to work for such an "employee oriented" company......