Things change

About 10 years Kim Kent & I took a class on web design at Bridgerland Applied Technology College, only I think it was then Center. Whatever, it was & is BATC. So, for the past 10 years, I've dabbled in hyper text markup language, commonly known as HTML. I have made several web pages from scratch, have decorated web sites & thoroughly enjoyed it. It reminds me of DOS, digital operating system. And there is something satisfying in writing something, then checking it & see that all those commands strung together means something.

Then along came digital scrapbooking & another form of using computers to make something. Only digital scrapbooking uses GUI, graphical user interface. Still satisfying, but in a different way.

Then, every work day, I again use my skills of placing things on a page for about 3,000 subscribers to see my handiwork.

Things change. The only constant is change. The web sites I have been decorating changed to CSS.

"Cascading Style Sheets (CSS) is a style sheet language used to describe the the presentation (that is, the look and formatting) of a document written in a markup language."

Lost yet? I am. That information came from Wikipedia's explanation of Cascading Style Sheets. I am honestly surprised that I remembered what CSS stands for.

So, what is this leading to? Yahoo! is now closing Geocities & there goes the hosting site for my personal web page. I took the Oneida Stake Academy web site down because The Preston Citizen changed hands & the employee handbook for the new corporation says something about not using their information.

So, my dabbling in HTML is coming to an end as I try to find another free web hosting site. I am currently trying to use Google Sites, but not sure if I like it. I can't just view my web page as I can with Yahoo! Geocities. I have to sign in, ick.

Anyway, yes, I am murmuring just like Laman & Lemuel did in The Book of Mormon.

But there is good news! I found a new blog to follow!! W00t! W00t! I love blogs. My cousin Earl's wife, Ginger, has her blogspot addie on her Facebook account. I followed it & there it is, Mi Vida Loca. I love the name. Under the name she has "Welcome to 'my crazy life.'"

Just a quick update

Eddie was finally ready to apologize last night. I've been wanting to apologize, but needed to wait until Eddie was ready to accept my apology & apologize himself.

We went to the movies, so it was going to have to wait until today. After dinner, we drove over to Dayton, picked up Eddie & drove to the Dayton Park. I wanted to talk to him somewhere without an audience. I had printed out the emails & had some details I wanted to talk to him about. This has been building for years & I wanted to say my piece. I think I did, sigh. We accepted each others apology & hugged. Then he wanted to personally apologize to Nick.

Don & I went to see Harry Potter & the Half Blood Prince. I've still got a headache from the flashing lights. But it was so worth it!!! I remembered why I usually wear a baseball cap to a movie though. I need the brim to hide behind during the previews. Why do they have to have such bright flashing lights???

Don-Mike, Nick & Zach went to see Transformers. It was the second time for Don-Mike & Nick, but Zach hadn't seen it before. He really wanted to see Harry Potter, but said he'd go to Transformers. We bought our tickets & goodies online. I've done it for Nick & Eddie before, but never for myself. Wow! That is the way to do it.

Hot summer night

Just 2-3 weeks ago we were complaining about all the rain & wishing it would warm up. Well, we got our wish, now everyone's moaning about how hot it is.

Last night, Don turned a fan on in our bedroom, but he aimed it right at me. I had a hard time getting to sleep, thinking of Eddie, besides it was so hot. I was exhausted though & slept until about 4:30 when I had to visit the facilities. I came back & couldn't get to sleep because of the fan. I pulled a light quilt up on me to block the air from the fan. Just a short time later, Don got up. He wandered around the house for a few minutes & finally came back to bed. I heard him mutter, "Where is she?" I spoke up, "Who?" wondering if he was looking for Marsha, the little gray cat that sleeps on our bed. And he answered, "You!" I poked my hand out from under the covers & waved at him, "Here!" He crawled back in bed, LOL

This morning, Nick came in & woke me up because he thought I had to be to work at 8 & I was late. No, it was back to my usual time at 9 today. Anyway, when I threw off that quilt, I was drenched with sweat.

Don admitted this evening that he wandered around the house a couple of times looking for me. He didn't see that mound in bed that was me, LOL.

It's official!

I am now a member of the "F-ing *itch Club." But, the good news is that it is not my son that called me that. It is Eddie & his friend Kyle's girlfriend Chelsei that initiated me into that. Chelsei, what a weird way to spell it.

I remember I called Nick a son-of-a-*itch a few years ago. And he told me that I had just called myself one. Mother gave me a pink tee-shirt several years ago that said, "51% sweetheart, 49% bitch! Don't push me!" I loved it & wish I knew where it was now. I've lost enough weight, I just may be able to wear it. LOL.

Well, I called Kim, reported the email to her so she'd know what was happening when Eddie got home. I told Don, Nick & Don-Mike; apologized to Nick for igniting this & have blocked Eddie & his friends from my Facebook account.

But, I also have a quote I want to add

no one can hurt you unless you allow them too

Nice words, but how do you stop something from hurting, hmm?

Forgetfulness

I keep forgetting to look for our marriage certificate for the insurance. So many things get forgotten that I have to write a list, then I forget the list!!!

One thing I don't forget, though, is to check my "baby blogs," Jonah & Gwendolyn.

I've been doing some reading again. I read Summer on Blossom Street by Debbie Macomber. All this years I have pronounced it Ma-com-ber. I ordered some Debbie Macomber books for Mother from the Idaho State Library for the Blind & she got A Cedar Cove Christmas today in the mail. I took it over to her & sat with her through the first chapter. I don't like the lady that reads it. I understand now how the reader can make or break a book. Anyway, the reader read through the Library of Congress information & the flap on the cover. She pronounces the author's name May-cumber, like cucumber only May instead of Ma

I left, went to the grocery store, bought groceries for tonight's supper & then, after Don cooked it, took some over to Mother.

When I got back there with supper, she had listened to the first side of the tape. There are 4 sides to listen to. It sounds like it is one I'll have to see if the library has & then I can read it silently.

One more day

I found my cool stainless steel water bottle, under some clothes in the front room. So, I'll wash it out & start on my water habit 6 weeks late.

Also, I found the money order for the audiologist. It was not made out, so since Mother paid that bill, I'll make it out to her & deposit it in her account.

Now, I need to find our marriage certificate, so Don's insurance won't drop me.

Swishing & swiping is coming along very good. It happens almost every day. Maybe by the time the end of the month comes, the toilet will be sparkling clean. Basin still needs a new finish. It is still hard to swipe that up, when it doesn't even look like it's been cleaned.

Tiffany did the dishes on Sunday, did I already mention this? The sink was sparkling clean & the dish drainer was empty!! Wow! I could've cried. She even got Eddie & Nick to help. I'm sure I already blogged about this, but it was just so amazing. Today is the first day the sinks are even filled up & it's FRIDAY!!!

I went to bed at 9:30 last night & slept til 9:30 this morning. Fitfully, but still slept. I didn't feel much better when I got up this morning that I did when I went to bed, sigh. I was going to go to bed early tonight too, because the headache is still with me.

A little more info

Saturday, July 4, we went to the Cache Valley Cruise In. We, as in Don, Bonnie, Gigi & I. Mother did not want to go. Bonnie remembered a friend lived in Richmond. She texted her & they planned to meet at the fairgrounds. So, Bonnie stayed in Logan.

Don, Gigi & I went to Bear Lake to the Taylor Reunion. Gigi got car sick on the way through Logan Canyon. We were able to visit with Arline & her family for a little while. While we were there we found out that Don's stepgrandma had died about a week after Clyde did. We didn't even know it. I was hurt that they hadn't let us know.

We made it back to Preston, picked up Mother to go on to Logan for the Cruise In parade. Gigi still wasn't feeling very good, so she stayed at Mother's. Don wasn't going to go either, but at the last minute he decided to go. Later he confided to me that the main reason he went is he didn't think I could handle all that traffic. He's probably right. I was so glad I didn't have to drive in that.

Cache Valley Cruise In

I promised pictures. This is Don-Mike at the Cache Valley Cruise In on July 4. He was just taking the T-tops off so he could go to lunch when we got there.

My niece, Bonnie, on the left, saw Don-Mike from the sidewalk & he was clear back by a building. I couldn't believe her sharp eyes.

Don is in the middle & Don-Mike in the red. A friend took some pictures of '50s vehicles. She posted them on Facebook & as I was looking through her album I saw Don-Mike way in the background of one of her pictures. I was thrilled.
















Don-Mike thoroughly enjoyed talking to people about their memories of their own cars. He got to cruise Main Street 4 times before they ended it. We took Mother down to the parade at 6. Bonnie had spent the afternoon waiting for a friend that never showed. I called to see where she was & she had walked up from the fairgrounds to Main & Center streets. When Don finally got a parking place, Mother walked half a block to Main Street to see the cars. She was very frustrated with all the noise & was pounding her cane on the pavement. I told her to take her hearing aids out then. That's what the cruise in was all about, showing off their vehicles & making noise.

Back to "normal"

Whatever normal is, our company is gone. The last time I texted them about 5 they were at the Washington/Oregon border & still had about 400 miles to go.

I took some pictures during the weekend that I'll post, but for the moment, I'm going to pay the cell phone bill & go to bed. I'm exhausted. I wondered if I would get home without falling asleep & running off the road. At 8:30 I was on my way to bed, literally. Don asked me if I would take Eddie home, argh! So, I did. Then I went over to see Mother & came home. Remembered I still have 2 bills that NEED to be paid. Then, off to bed.

g'nite

Gigi is here!!!

My sister-in-law, Gloria, I guess I should say OUR sister-in-law, she's Don's brother Reed's wife, is here. Ok, I guess I shouldn't say she is here, as in here in the house. She's in Preston, staying at Mother's. She started signing herself GG, short for Grandma Gloria, about 10 years ago when her first grandchild was born. I spell it Gigi, LOL.

Anyway, Tiffany & Bonnie are with her. Tiffany will go on up to Idaho Falls to see a friend from college. Tiff got a full-ride scholarship at Southern Utah University in Cedar City. She just finished her freshman year. Bonnie had the weekend off & came up with her mom & sister. It was so good to see them. Cyndi & Robert will come up Monday morning, or perhaps Sunday night. Bonnie will then take a car back to Salt Lake & the other 4 will leave for Seattle to spend a week with Gigi's oldest daughter Diane & her family. With Bonnie coming up to drive the car back to SLC, they won't have to come back this way on their way home from Seattle to pick up the other car.

Don-Mike came home from the Cache Valley Cruise In tired & sunburned. He entered his '80 Trans Am. Something is wrong with it. He's had trouble starting it. He said he enjoyed the day. We'll go down tomorrow to watch the cruise in on Main Street in Logan. I hope he can get his car fixed, because he has always wanted to be part of the cruise in & now his car is acting up - grrr.

Gigi wants to go to the Taylor Reunion at Taylor's Corner in Paris tomorrow. I don't know how we're all going to fit in Don's car cuz Tiff is taking their car to IF. Well, ok, Bonnie, Mother, Gigi, Don & I. That's only 5. If Nick decides to go, Bonnie can ride with Nick in the Camaro.

As far as swishing & swiping, I did it yesterday AND today. Woo hoo, I'm proud of myself.

Speaking of bathrooms, LOL, Bonnie walked into Mother's bathroom & came out with this perplexed look on her face. She asked Mother if she could use the bathroom. Gigi asked her why she couldn't. I spoke up & said she could, but not to take the toilet riser off. Then I showed her the toilet in the laundry room. And told her that to use that bathroom, you close the laundry room door, because if you close the door to the toilet stall there is no light in there & you're sitting there in the dark. That's the toilet we all use. I don't like sitting on the riser. My feet don't touch the floor.

I also swish Mother's toilets regularly, not daily, but fairly often. I think though, if the riser came off, that toilet might actually look quite nasty.

July 2

No swishing & swiping today, but then I didn't even make my bed. I got up, used the bathroom, was drawn outside to talk to the boys & they had a project they needed 3 drivers for & had to be back so Don-Mike could be to work. I hurriedly got dressed, took my meds, grabbed my phone & we drove both of Kents cars over to their place.

They've been here for car repairs. I'm glad my guys are such good mechanics.

I got home, checked Facebook, ate a sandwich & went to work. It wasn't until Don called me at 4:30 that I remembered I had not made the bed.

Oh, well, tomorrow's another day, right? I did get the power bill paid & I did work so I can have tomorrow off. I fed the dog too, the poor thing. I guess I need to hire someone to come & clean out his kennel. I can't do it.

Don-Mike has the day off to attend the Cache Valley Cruise In. He's entering Nan's Am in it. Don also has the day off & Gigi is coming for the weekend.

Reverse SAD

In an earlier post I mentioned reverse SAD & wondered if there was such a thing, so I googled it. Yes, there is such a thing. I found an article called Self-help for Summer Depression & am sharing the link here.

I think it's the heat. I KNOW I have winter depression, but always equated it with dark. I hate the dark, I love light, not bright lights because they bring on headaches. Maybe it's the heat. Fall & spring are the best.

• Talking to friends & loved ones.
• A healthy balanced diet.
• Getting exercise.
• Hobbies & interests.
• Keeping cool.
• Good sleep hygiene.

This is just something new for me in the last couple of years.

Swishing & swiping in July

FlyLady's habit for July is to swish & swipe the bathroom every morning. This is not going to be a hard one, I don't think. I already do it, not daily like I did for a while, but I was looking at the toilet this morning thinking I needed to start doing this again.

I don't know what harsh cleanser Don used when he cleaned the tub & wash basin a few months ago, but it sure did a number on them. There are lines now on the basin where it dripped down. I gave up after he did that. It doesn't matter what I do, it still looks bad. I shouldn't be complaining because he cleaned it. The finish is also compromised on the tub - ack! I know you can get porcelain stuff to spray on it, but ... that costs money & it doesn't seem like we ever get ahead enough to buy something like that.

Anyway, I have some Lysol wipes & I can do this

July 1

The year is half over. So hard to believe. It was warm today. I haven't checked to see what Fly Lady's habit for July is. I'm waiting up for Nick to come home from Dayton. He installed the internet for Kents.

Almost July

Where'd this month go? Tomorrow is July 1, Canada Day, & Saturday is July 4, Independence Day.

Reverse SAD is almost as bad as SAD (Seasonal Affective Disorder). Is there such a thing as Reverse SAD? If not, tell my body that.