Things I Talk About

On my Quoghts to Ponder blog I have every label showing, which makes it really handy when I want to search for a quote by name or date, since those are really the only labels I use. So, it kind of bothered me that I could never find all the labels on this blog. I decided to do some research.

The guys had gone to Logan without me & I was a little upset. I need to go to Logan, but didn't want to run down for my two little errands. I can't justify spending the money for gas & wear & tear on my car. They, however, didn't want to take me & go out of their way to run my errands.

What has the guys going to Logan without me have to do with researching labels? It's MY thing. I can sit here at the computer & do this without being interrupted. It's soothing & I'm using this to gain control of my hurt.

I discovered I had a different gadget to keep track of labels on this blog than I do on Quoghts. I like the one on Quoghts better, so I deleted this one & added the other one. I discovered I have almost 700 labels for this blog, 700!!! I went through & chose what labels I would show. I thought I would show all labels that appeared at least twice. Still too many. I went back in & chose every label that appeared 3 times or more. Still a lot of labels. I also discovered I'm not consistent when I label my posts. I break them down too much. I have both pro-time & INR, basically the same thing. I have BratFactor & Brat Factor or whatever that website was. One with a space, one without. I think they've changed the name of it now anyway.

If I could start over, knowing what I know now, I would be more general when labeling an entry. I wouldn't label it Sunday dinner, Sunday School, Sunday paper, Sunday ride, work on Sunday. It would be either Sunday, church or work & Sunday.

Oh, well, today is the first day of the rest of my life & I'm glad the sun is shining.

Tiffany

When we went to Cyndi's wedding on Sept. 19, Tiffany said she was going to take out her endowments the Saturday after General Conference. I asked her where & she mentioned a temple in Salt Lake, then paused a moment & said Logan. I said if she went to the Logan Temple I could go with her. I wasn't sure if Don would want to or not. Neither one of us had a temple recommend, but we got our recommends on Sunday, Sept. 26. Tiffany let me know she had made an appt at the Logan Temple for Saturday, Oct. 9, at 1 p.m. Great, I responded, we will be there.

Today was Beutler Farm Potato Day. We always get our potatoes from Beutlers. I told Don I had to be up at 10 a.m., so he woke me up. We made it to the potato farm, got our potatoes, & dropped them off at Mother's. We got ready & made it to the temple about 5 after 1, only to find out Tiffany & Gigi (Gloria) had been there since 11:30, & were in the 1 o'clock session. Obviously, we had missed it.

Tiffany, Oct. 9, 2010

 

 

Not all was lost, we did some sealings & then waited for them. It was a very special afternoon. Special always seems such a contrived word, but it was. I am so grateful Tiffany & her mom drove to Logan to include Don & I in this day.

Afterwards, we went to Golden Corral to eat. Here's where my hearing got in the way. I suggested it & thought I heard Tiffany say, "I'll wait." So, I'm trying to think of somewhere else to go. Gigi is not just vegetarian, she's vegan, which is even stricter. I was confused, we'd eaten at Golden Corral with Gigi & her family before. I knew they liked Golden Corral better than Chuck-A-Rama, but we don't have Chuck-A-Rama in the valley. I've heard rumor there is one in the planning to be built out in Providence, the "new" center of Logan, but it's not there yet.

What she had actually said was, "Always." Whew. Nick met us at Golden Corral just as we were finishing up. Gigi & the girls (Mindy, a friend of Tiffany's had come up from Cedar City with her) left, while Don & I sat with Nick while he ate.

Another tithing moment. I had only taken enough money out of savings today to pay for clothing if we needed it at the temple & money to eat. So, I leaned over to Gigi when we found out Nick was in the parking lot & said I'd need to borrow some money. She said she only had a $10 bill & some $1s. Ok, I took the $10. Don had $5 he handed over & I had 6 $1s. So, Don met Nick, paid for his dinner & came back, handed me the change, which I immediately handed to Gigi. Then, for some reason, I was digging in my little fanny pack. I think I was trying to zip it closed. Gigi made a comment on it not being big enough. I said it would be plenty big if I took out all the papers. I promptly took the papers out & started looking through them. Lo, & behold, there was a $10 bill!!!!!!! I could have sworn I was broke. I don't know how many times I've looked through those papers trying to find some money, LOL. I handed over the $10 bill to Gigi, she handed me back $6 & I counted through it, gave Don 5 $1s back & had $1 to leave as a tip.

Saturday, May 9

Last night about 6 p.m., my friend Janene called to say she was just entering the valley. She was in Logan for the Family History Expo (FHE) seminar held on campus at Utah State University. She was just going to grab something to eat & then go set up. Evidently they had 3 separate hotel rooms, one each for Holly, Kimberly Savage & Janene. She asked me if I wanted to come spend the night with her. Don encouraged me, so I left about 9 p.m. & got there about 10. She had finished setting up & was coming back to the hotel when I got there.

We sat up until midnight bagging t-shirts for the FHE booth. But it was fun visiting. We both have trouble remembering words & finishing sentences, LOL

By the time I walked back & forth between the University Inn & the Eccles Conference Center 3 times today, I'm counting 15 minutes. I have no idea how many minutes it actually was, but I'm only trying for 15 minutes a day.

Yesterday I walked from the Citizen down to Lewiston State Bank & back to the Citizen. Again, I don't know how many minutes I actually walked, but I was gone half an hour. The good news about yesterday's walk is I did not drive a block & a half one way or 3 blocks round trip, I walked it. Sorry the picture is so big. The bank is at the south end of Stokes MarketPlace (Preston's only grocery store).

To get the picture with no one around, I had to wait for cars to drive by & a lady had just walked in & I waited til the door closed, LOL

Lent, Day 19

Can you believe it? It's 8:50 p.m. Facebook & Shockwave both have new layouts. Two favorite sites on one day changed drastically. I don't know if I can handle it.

Only one doctor's visit today too, guess I'll have to go update Mother's Caring Bridge site. Nick went over to Mother's this morning & Don-Mike was still asleep. Nick didn't stay long, but he came home & after I was awake awhile, he came & sat on the bed & visited with me for quite a while. I shared several funny stories about Mother & Daddy & we laughed. I told him about Don-Mike coming in & waking me up this morning.

Me, sound asleep, & Don-Mike, don't know what he did to wake me up, kneeling on the bed looking down at me. I said, "Oh, Eddie, what are you doing?" Don-Mike: "Eddie?" Me: "Oh, Nick? What've you got in your eye?" Don-Mike: "My eye?" Me: "Oh, Don-Mike, umm, never mind." By then I was coherent enough to realize it was Don-Mike & he just had his glasses on. What I had seen was the white nose piece on his glasses & I couldn't figure out what that white thing was on his face. I had been completely & soundly asleep.

I had taken some Western Family cold & flu daytime formula lemon "stuff," that you mix in hot water. It is supposed to compare with TheraFlu. I went to bed, like 11:30 or just a few minutes past. I didn't fall immediately into a sound, dreamless sleep, but once I could breathe through my nose, I did fall asleep. It wasn't dreamless either, when I woke up, staring into Don-Mike's face, my butt was cold & I was all tangled up in my covers with my butt hanging out in the cold. I had Prissy right next to me, practically breathing in my face, & Marsha on my feet. I think it was about 9:30 this morning.

The lemon stuff said not to take it if you have 1) high blood pressure, 2) diabetes, 3) thyroid disease, 4) heart disease, 5) low sodium diet & umm, one more that applies to men only, trouble peeing because of prostate. Well, I only had 2 of the 5 things, high blood pressure & diabetes, so I decided to take it. I remember thinking that Mother couldn't take it because she has 4 of the 5 things, she doesn't have diabetes.

I'm going to take it again tonight, unless Don takes it. There is only one packet left. I didn't use any more Zicam because it said you could only take it 3 days in a row. The lemon stuff worked better anyway. It helped with the fever.

Today when I went over to pick up Mother to take her to Logan, I asked her what she had for lunch today in her home-delivered meal. She said, "Salty soup." I said you're not supposed to have salt. She said she didn't eat it. I asked what it had in it besides salt. She said she thought it was supposed to be chicken noodle soup. When I got home, I looked at it & I think it was supposed to be chicken chow mein. The noodles were soggy chow mein noodles. There was some dry ones in a plastic baggie.

She said she was going to mix in the soup that Don had taken over to her last night. I was looking at the soup & started laughing. I said that you're supposed to put a potato in your soup if you've made it too salty. That's what she had last night was potato soup.

Run, run as fast as you can

The Little Gingerbread Man Syndrome has reared it's head. I've had a busy few days working, caring for my mom & trying to keep up with Nick's current obsession, a 1977 Chevy Corvette.

Don-Mike told him tonight that if he expended HALF the energy on other projects as he has in trying to get this Corvette, nothing would hold him back. He may not have worded it like that, but my brain is on low battery & beeping at me.

Today, I had to be to work at 8:30 a.m., I worked til noon, ran to the grocery store & picked up some Campbell's tomato soup. It was cheaper to buy the small cans than the big cans. The small cans were on sale. I bought 7 cans & some milk. I came home, opened the soup & prepared it in my crockpot, then spent 15-20 minutes looking for the lid, murmuring & muttering the whole time. Never did find the lid, grrrrrrrr. Did I mention that DUP starts at 1? I grabbed a metal Dutch oven lid for the crockpot. Meanwhile I spilled Nick's cold cereal. It was sitting on the table with the plastic inner lining not folded down & the flaps open & it all ended up spilled. Next, I knocked the Cinnamon Toast Crunch off. The flaps were at least folded down on that & I didn't lose any of the cereal. Did I mention that DUP starts at 1? The Reece's cereal is still sitting out there not picked up, grrrr. I forgot about it.

While I was looking for the glass crockpot lid, I called & ordered bread sticks, ran the soup over to Jeanne Cutler's for DUP, & then over to Mother's to pick her up. She decided she wasn't going to DUP. Back to Pizza Villa to pick up the breadsticks. Over to Jeanne's & the soup was still COLD!!! What do you expect in 20 minutes? I expected hot soup.

We put it in a large bowl & stuck it in the microwave. Jeanne had a nice big glass lid to fit on a nice big Corning ware bowl. I told Jeanne as we were working on the soup that I'm almost 60 years old & I'll always be a flibbertigibbet. She told me I need to stop trying to do too many things at once. I laughed. If I haven't learned how to manage my time by now, I never will.

DUP got over at 3, Mother had a doctor's appt. in Logan at 4. Off to the doctor's appt., but first I plugged in the crock pot at Mother's because there was enough soup left over from DUP for us to have for supper. When I plugged in the crock pot, I discovered Jeanne's nice big glass measuring pitcher was still in the crock pot. And then I remembered I'd left the flag at Jeanne's. We made it to the clinic in time.

Home from the doctor's, I dished some soup up for Mother. We had eaten the leftover breadsticks from DUP on our way back from Logan. Good thing we didn't have to be home by a certain time. There was a 5 car pile up by the Hyde Park Maverik light. Traffic was backed up for miles. Reminded me of rush hour in the Salt Lake metro area.

By now, my phone was on "low battery" again. Second day in a row that's happened. Shows how much the phone has been used the last 2 days. I called Don on Mother's landline & asked him to call Pizza Villa & order more breadsticks.

I picked up the breadsticks on my way home, Don-Mike & Nick brought the food in from the car. Mufasa hadn't been fed & so I needed to feed him. With all the fresh, new snow we'd had an avalanche off of the old garage. It, of course, landed right on the back step & the snow hadn't been shoveled. Someone, probably Don, had just walked through it. My legs are short & I can't take the big steps & I fell down, kerplunk. My butt is still wet. It must have taken 5 minutes to get up. Off to the dog kennel. I had taken so long, Don came to find me. He saw me coming, turned around & walked back into the garage. I asked him to wait & help me through the avalanche. By the time I was back to the house, I was sobbing with exhaustion. Nick told me I needed to go to bed. Bed? At 8 p.m.?

So, now it is almost 3 a.m., & I have another full day tomorrow. What was Jeanne's advice? Stop trying to do too many things at once? The Little Gingerbread Man Syndrome is alive & well, until my body crashes from exhaustion again.