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.
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Monday, July 27, 2009
Monday, March 2, 2009
Lent, Day 5
One of my obsessions is online word search puzzles. I had trouble with a clue tonight, 1994 Disney movie. So, I clicked for a hint, L, K. I could've kicked myself. Lion King, Mufasa! Of course! We rolled our car up Logan Canyon that March because I HAD TO HAVE The Lion King on the first day it was released on video. The weather was fine in Rich County, Utah, but as we started up the mountain it was snowing. The roads were snow covered, but they had just sanded a corner & it was slushy. We hit the slush, spun out of control & rolled down the hill. It was right at the top of the Logan Sinks.
I learned my lesson. I no longer have to have a video the first day it is out. Now, Harry Potter books are another story. I've never had to drive very far to get one though.
I got to bed at midnight last night & woke up at 8:35 this morning. It took me a half hour to get up. Nick asked me how I was, I said I was tired. He said I need to wake up earlier. I said it didn't matter what time I woke up or got up, I am always tired. I woke up early on Sunday & drug myself out of bed. All day I wanted to lay down & take a nap. Nick laid down to take a nap the other night & woke up at 2 a.m. Saturday I got up late & was still tired. Maybe we'll find an answer when I have my blood test on Wednesday.
I had a bad start to my morning. I finally got up at 9:05 & went to work. I got up to the railroad tracks & turned onto the highway going into town (northwest) & saw a big orange tabby cat cowering in the gutter on the southwest side of the highway. He looked me in the eye. I thought it might be Sammy, but I was sure I had seen him just before I left home. I turned around & went back, parked behind the cat with my flashers on. I got out & it started hissing at me & trying to run. It's back leg was all bloody & dragging. It ran out into the highway & here's cars & trucks coming. I found that if I didn't approach it, it wouldn't try to run. Big county dump trucks would slow down & just drive by, I was so upset. I could see the cat running under one of them & getting killed right in front of my eyes. I stood my ground though, they were going to have to kill me to get to the stupid cat.
A man came along in a pickup, pulled up behind me & grabbed some leather gloves & pulled those on. I had a flash of sanity. What was I doing trying to approach a scared injured cat with no gloves, no place to put it if I did catch it? He asked me if it was my cat. I told him no & he told me to get in my car & go. I said I was going to take him to the vet. He said he would. He chased the cat off the highway into Saxton's used car lot, where the A&W used to be, if that means anything to anybody. I swung north onto First East, turned west onto Third South to see if I could see the cat & what the man was doing. I couldn't see the cat, but the man was talking to Doug Saxton. They probably thought I hit the cat. If he did catch the cat, he probably took it to the vet & had it euthanized.
I thought I'd come home tonight & see the cat dead on the highway, trying to cross the highway again to get home.
It reminded me of the time when Don's mom hit a truck that had dropped it's transmission in the middle of the freeway in Ogden. She was out in the middle of the freeway directing traffic. I asked her why she was doing that & she said nobody was going to hit her car. When the police came, they called an ambulance & had her taken to McKay-Dee Hospital. She gave them mine & Don's phone number & Don-Mike answered the phone. I took the phone & they said it was the Utah Highway Patrol & my MIL Ruth Bartholomew, or something like that, was in the hospital. I said I didn't believe it was really the UHP because my MIL's name was not Ruth in the first place nor was it Bartholomew. I was ready to hang up on them, but I heard the dispatcher talking to the UHP, saying I said my MIL's name was not Ruth & I was pronouncing the last name differently. So, I asked what kind of car she was driving. I had to concede it was my MIL when I heard the UHP saying she was driving a blue Pontiac Phoenix with Idaho 2B 314 license plates.
When I got off the phone Don-Mike said they asked for Don or RaNae. He said he could have talked to them, his name was Don. I told him I was glad he let me talk to them.
I almost had a 12 hour day today, probably more like 11 hours. I got there after 9 & left before 9.
Before I could get dressed I had to pick up the mess that I've been trying to declutter since Wednesday. It has been in front of the middle of the vanity & I piled it in front of the vanity drawers last week. So, in order to get to my underwear drawer, I piled everything back on the bed, sigh.
When I went into the bathroom this morning to get dressed, every towel on the shelf had been pulled off & was piled in a wet heap in front of the toilet. The clothes I had draped on the side of the tub last night to put on this morning were at the bottom of the heap. Nick had taken a bath. This happens EVERY time he takes a bath. I will be so glad to get the new part of the house finished & he can take a shower. I don't know that the number of towels he uses will diminish, but ......
I draped the clothes back on the tub along with most of the towels. I dread going in the bathroom tonight, I haven't been there yet. I KNOW they will still be there. If someone hasn't already tossed them into the tub, I will. I have to work again in the morning so I won't get them in the washer & the towels will lay there & mildew.
I learned my lesson. I no longer have to have a video the first day it is out. Now, Harry Potter books are another story. I've never had to drive very far to get one though.
I got to bed at midnight last night & woke up at 8:35 this morning. It took me a half hour to get up. Nick asked me how I was, I said I was tired. He said I need to wake up earlier. I said it didn't matter what time I woke up or got up, I am always tired. I woke up early on Sunday & drug myself out of bed. All day I wanted to lay down & take a nap. Nick laid down to take a nap the other night & woke up at 2 a.m. Saturday I got up late & was still tired. Maybe we'll find an answer when I have my blood test on Wednesday.
I had a bad start to my morning. I finally got up at 9:05 & went to work. I got up to the railroad tracks & turned onto the highway going into town (northwest) & saw a big orange tabby cat cowering in the gutter on the southwest side of the highway. He looked me in the eye. I thought it might be Sammy, but I was sure I had seen him just before I left home. I turned around & went back, parked behind the cat with my flashers on. I got out & it started hissing at me & trying to run. It's back leg was all bloody & dragging. It ran out into the highway & here's cars & trucks coming. I found that if I didn't approach it, it wouldn't try to run. Big county dump trucks would slow down & just drive by, I was so upset. I could see the cat running under one of them & getting killed right in front of my eyes. I stood my ground though, they were going to have to kill me to get to the stupid cat.
A man came along in a pickup, pulled up behind me & grabbed some leather gloves & pulled those on. I had a flash of sanity. What was I doing trying to approach a scared injured cat with no gloves, no place to put it if I did catch it? He asked me if it was my cat. I told him no & he told me to get in my car & go. I said I was going to take him to the vet. He said he would. He chased the cat off the highway into Saxton's used car lot, where the A&W used to be, if that means anything to anybody. I swung north onto First East, turned west onto Third South to see if I could see the cat & what the man was doing. I couldn't see the cat, but the man was talking to Doug Saxton. They probably thought I hit the cat. If he did catch the cat, he probably took it to the vet & had it euthanized.
I thought I'd come home tonight & see the cat dead on the highway, trying to cross the highway again to get home.
It reminded me of the time when Don's mom hit a truck that had dropped it's transmission in the middle of the freeway in Ogden. She was out in the middle of the freeway directing traffic. I asked her why she was doing that & she said nobody was going to hit her car. When the police came, they called an ambulance & had her taken to McKay-Dee Hospital. She gave them mine & Don's phone number & Don-Mike answered the phone. I took the phone & they said it was the Utah Highway Patrol & my MIL Ruth Bartholomew, or something like that, was in the hospital. I said I didn't believe it was really the UHP because my MIL's name was not Ruth in the first place nor was it Bartholomew. I was ready to hang up on them, but I heard the dispatcher talking to the UHP, saying I said my MIL's name was not Ruth & I was pronouncing the last name differently. So, I asked what kind of car she was driving. I had to concede it was my MIL when I heard the UHP saying she was driving a blue Pontiac Phoenix with Idaho 2B 314 license plates.
When I got off the phone Don-Mike said they asked for Don or RaNae. He said he could have talked to them, his name was Don. I told him I was glad he let me talk to them.
I almost had a 12 hour day today, probably more like 11 hours. I got there after 9 & left before 9.
Before I could get dressed I had to pick up the mess that I've been trying to declutter since Wednesday. It has been in front of the middle of the vanity & I piled it in front of the vanity drawers last week. So, in order to get to my underwear drawer, I piled everything back on the bed, sigh.
When I went into the bathroom this morning to get dressed, every towel on the shelf had been pulled off & was piled in a wet heap in front of the toilet. The clothes I had draped on the side of the tub last night to put on this morning were at the bottom of the heap. Nick had taken a bath. This happens EVERY time he takes a bath. I will be so glad to get the new part of the house finished & he can take a shower. I don't know that the number of towels he uses will diminish, but ......
I draped the clothes back on the tub along with most of the towels. I dread going in the bathroom tonight, I haven't been there yet. I KNOW they will still be there. If someone hasn't already tossed them into the tub, I will. I have to work again in the morning so I won't get them in the washer & the towels will lay there & mildew.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Mufasa aka Houdini or Sirius Black
Mufasa has been getting out of his kennel lately. Once at 2:15 a.m. Sunday morning, Saturday night. Then again at 7:30 a.m. Sunday morning & then today. When the boys came home from Logan Nick was met at the door with Mufasa.
Today was a work day for me. It is the day the paper is put together for printing. The boys went to Logan. When they got home, they were met at the garage door by a very terrified Sam-cat. Nick opened the door to the kitchen & Mufasa was overjoyed to see him & jumped on him.
Nick called me at work & I was stressed anyway. The paper wasn't going that well. For one thing, it was only a 12-pager & there wasn't room for ANYTHING!!! Nick said he wanted to know what dumb-a**ed neighbor let the dog in the house. I said, in a very stressed voice, "I don't know what dumb-a**ed neighbor let the dog in the house." I wasn't exactly keeping my voice down either & my comment stopped everyone in the computer room. They just stared at me. I don't normally use language like that.
I told Nick I was glad somebody did let him in the house, I didn't particularly want to lose the dog nor did I want a fine from Animal Control. Nick said the dog trashed the front room. When DH came home, he was met at the door with the saga of the afternoon. So, when DH called me, I asked how bad the front room was. He said he couldn't see there was any damage. When I got home, there wasn't any damage. OMG, I wouldn't even have known there was a giant dog in the house.
It reminded me of the time when the kids were little. We lived in Bountiful & I came home with them to find an open door. Scared me so bad, I went to the neighbors & asked to use their phone. I called the police dept. & they sent an officer out. He went through my house & came out to tell me the house was trashed, but no one was in there. So, I went in with him & had to tell him it didn't look any different than when I had left home that morning. DH had forgotten to close the door. I'm so glad the cop didn't call the health dept or CPS on me because of my filthy, cluttered house.
Don said Don-Mike got something to fix the kennel door. Since Don-Mike had fed the dog & Don had checked on him after his work & there was still food, I didn't even go down tonight. Both Don & Don-Mike had watered him.
Harry Potter's godfather Sirius Black's animagi is a huge black dog. The kennel door has not been open, but still latched the last 3 times the dog has got out. So, I've been saying Mufasa morphs into Sirius, walks out of the kennel, turns back into Mufasa & runs off to the house. Don-Mike said the tie-downs holding the door shut are wet & slip, letting the dog out.
Today was a work day for me. It is the day the paper is put together for printing. The boys went to Logan. When they got home, they were met at the garage door by a very terrified Sam-cat. Nick opened the door to the kitchen & Mufasa was overjoyed to see him & jumped on him.
Nick called me at work & I was stressed anyway. The paper wasn't going that well. For one thing, it was only a 12-pager & there wasn't room for ANYTHING!!! Nick said he wanted to know what dumb-a**ed neighbor let the dog in the house. I said, in a very stressed voice, "I don't know what dumb-a**ed neighbor let the dog in the house." I wasn't exactly keeping my voice down either & my comment stopped everyone in the computer room. They just stared at me. I don't normally use language like that.
I told Nick I was glad somebody did let him in the house, I didn't particularly want to lose the dog nor did I want a fine from Animal Control. Nick said the dog trashed the front room. When DH came home, he was met at the door with the saga of the afternoon. So, when DH called me, I asked how bad the front room was. He said he couldn't see there was any damage. When I got home, there wasn't any damage. OMG, I wouldn't even have known there was a giant dog in the house.
It reminded me of the time when the kids were little. We lived in Bountiful & I came home with them to find an open door. Scared me so bad, I went to the neighbors & asked to use their phone. I called the police dept. & they sent an officer out. He went through my house & came out to tell me the house was trashed, but no one was in there. So, I went in with him & had to tell him it didn't look any different than when I had left home that morning. DH had forgotten to close the door. I'm so glad the cop didn't call the health dept or CPS on me because of my filthy, cluttered house.
Don said Don-Mike got something to fix the kennel door. Since Don-Mike had fed the dog & Don had checked on him after his work & there was still food, I didn't even go down tonight. Both Don & Don-Mike had watered him.
Harry Potter's godfather Sirius Black's animagi is a huge black dog. The kennel door has not been open, but still latched the last 3 times the dog has got out. So, I've been saying Mufasa morphs into Sirius, walks out of the kennel, turns back into Mufasa & runs off to the house. Don-Mike said the tie-downs holding the door shut are wet & slip, letting the dog out.
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