I used to wish I was one of those people who have incredibly interesting lives. You know the ones? They live in big cities, go to posh restaurants and drink champagne with glamorous people every night. The women dress in stiletto heels and can actually walk in them, have their hair done three times a week, and never leave their bathrooms without their make up on. The guys are always well groomed, never sweat and wear designer after shave. These men never belch and drink cocktails, not beer.
I wear sneakers. (any heel and I fall and sprain an ankle) I live in the country where Moose walk through my yard and the closest restaurant to my home is a turkey farm. My hair gets washed and blown dry, and still looks like hell most of the time, and if I wore make up out to the Post Office, the people of my local village would think I was opening a house of ill repute!
Hubby drinks beer, belches and has never used after shave. We will not get in to his grooming habits. Lets just say that on the days I change the sheets I send him into the shower for an oil change!
Growing up, when I dressed in those wonderful lacy petticoats and my mothers high heels I used to see myself as celebrity material. I would pose in front of a mirror and practice smiling for the camera, (I can still smile sweetly on command) and of course I signed autographs for all the little people. Of course now a days the only people who want my autograph are the phone company, the electric company and the credit card company on my monthly checks.
So where did I go wrong? No where really. I’m not celebrity material. I realize I like wearing sneakers and no makeup. Hubby is a “real man” he can chop a tree down, mow my lawn, change my cars oil and shovel the snow in the winter, and his expectations of me are simple ones. Good meals, laundry, a clean house (sort of) hiking in the woods and taking care of his pack of hounds. Simplicity! I’d like to see one of those glamour chicks handle that!
I got Shubi slurping baby rice cereal mixed with warm water every few hours. This has stayed down and kept her hydrated. I think the antibiotics are starting to take hold as her fever is finally down. Whew! She knows how to scare the daylights out of me. Still, I will be happy when she is running all over the house again, as she normally does.
In-between bowls of rice cereal, I was trying to clean the house. After 2 1/2 weeks of doing no house work, the place was a real disaster and a friend is coming to visit who has never seen my house before. So, I really don’t want the place to look too bad.
I started to get sort of manic about the cleaning and had to remind myself that sanding the wood floors and refinishing them was really not considered housework.
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Shubi slept under the covers by my side last night. She wore her little winter sweater to bed too. Still, about 3 AM I could feel her little body shaking. And this morning she still feels very hot. I’m worried about her. I hate it when she is sick and even though I know what the Vet thinks is wrong, I still worry and I think I will until I see some real improvement.
I took her out this morning for her constitutional, and brought her in and placed her in her little bed with her blanket. She settled right in and hasn’t moved. Very unlike herself. She would usually come in, bark like crazy for a cookie and then bark like crazy to come and sit with me in my chair.
So, I’m worried.
***I took Shubi in and she has a GI infection. So she is on antibiotics, and a medication to ease her upset tummy. He gave her some IV fluids and so I hope she will start to feel better.
Her liver function tests show that she has real liver problems. This will require us to give her a medication to help digest her food and a special low fat diet. I guess it will be a little more challeging to take care of our little girl in her twilight years. But then, you all know, I would do anything to make her more comfortable and give her a good life.***
I’m taking Shubi to the Vet in a moment. She woke up feeling badly this morning, then began having shaking chills. Soon she threw up and “other things” and so I took her temp. It’s nearly 104. (F) I called the Vet and he wants to see her in 1/2 an hour. So off we go. I will update once I get back.
1. What’s the first thing that comes to mind when you hear the word “fun”? Time to go for a ride in the motor coach!
2. What’s your favorite ride at an amusement park? Usually something slow like the tram or sky tour.
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Since many of you have asked, (and some haven’t) I thought I would take a moment and tell you a little about my girls. My wire-haired dachshunds are my passion in life. The thing I can talk about for hours on end until most people run screaming from the room from sheer boredom. So I apologize in advance for boring anyone with today’s doggy moment!
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A is for Age – 46
B is for Booze – don’t drink
C is for Career – Mommy
D is for Dad’s name – James
E is for Essential Item to bring to a Party – A good attitude
F is for Favorite Songs at the Moment – Only Love, by Paul McCartney (an oldie)
G is for Goof off thing to do – definitely kill time on the computer.
H is for Hometown – I grew up in Falmouth, Massachusetts
I is for Instrument you play – Played flute when I was a kid
J is for Jam or Jelly you like – grape
K is for Kids – 2 daughters 1 step daughter
L is for Living arrangement – My husband and the 3 dogs
M is for Mom’s name – Rosamond
N is for Names of best friends – Ya know who you are
O is for overnight hospital stays – too many to count
P is for Phobias – Crowded places. A concert to me is almost a cause for a melt down
Q is for Quote you like – Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention
of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved
body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used
up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming –“WOW — What a Ride!”
R is for Relationship that lasted longest – not counting familial, friend Gail
S is for Siblings – a sister Mel, brother Dickie who died of cancer
T is for Texas, Ever been? – Drove through. Big state
U is for Unique trait – I’m like the dog whisperer. Only with cats too.
V if for Vegetable you love – summer New England Butter & Sugar corn
W is for Worst traits – temper
X – is for XRays you’ve had – again too many to count
Y is for Yummy food you make – My cheesecake is to die for, but so is my Sauer Braten
Z is for Zodiac sign – Scorpio
It’s the last day of June. Can you believe it? This is going way too fast! Like many New Englander’s I appreciate our summers so much, mostly because they are so brief and then we are back into the cold, gloomy winter. I wish summer would stick around a bit longer.
It’s two weeks today since I had my operation. I think I’m doing very well. If I could just get the double vision under control I’d be a lot happier, but over all, things are good. :~)
Shubi goes in today for a liver function test. When she had chemotherapy a year ago it started to damage her liver. We’ve noticed a few changes in her lately and felt that a liver function test was a good thing, so we know exactly how well her liver is functioning.
After a few days of frozen pre-cooked meals and leftover’s, I’ll actually have to cook tonight. Not sure what I will pull out of the freezer to turn into a culinary delight. Maybe chicken. Ah yes, “Rubber Chicken Extraordinaire“!!!
Shubi had her summer hair cut. I think it came out well, and she thinks so too. Can you see her smile?
Over the years many people have come and gone in my life. I’m lucky to have a wonderful sister, Mel, who all but raised me when we were growing up. She is 5 years old than me, and due to our mother’s inability to bond with me, she became my surrogate mother. What I know about love and nurturing, I know because of Mel.
My cousin Janet, has always been in my life. She’s just a year older, so I can’t remember a day that she wasn’t a huge part of my world. She helped me to learn to be free. To play with wild abandon, to laugh at the ridiculous and to have the confidence that I was really okay.
I don’t have a friend from my early childhood that is still in my life. However, when I was 13 I went to a Christian summer camp and I met Gail. We had so much in common, and in one week we developed a friendship that has lasted 33 years. She’s family now. A sister. I know she and I will be friends until the end.
It’s funny about this friendship. We’ve never lived close by. Our relationship has been molded through the written word. Even with the advent of computers we still prefer to sit down and write an old fashioned snail-mail letter to share our thoughts. Occasionally we talk on the phone and it’s like we are sitting at the table drinking coffee together. Happily, she is coming to visit in August! I am so happy!!!
It’s always been hard for me to meet people and to form relationships. So when I met Uschi and we began to correspond, I was amazed at how quickly we got to know each other. And I was even more amazed when I began to see how much we shared in thought. After all we grew up in different countries and had no real common experiences. Over the years, we have become sisters. We both know that special feeling of being able to free yourself of heavy thoughts to the other, with the knowledge that you won’t be judged, just understood. When we are lucky enough to get together, it is so wonderful to be able to talk and talk and talk. And so much laughter fills the air.
I am so lucky to have these 4 special women in my life. Each one gives me their unconditional love and acceptance. Think about the special sisters or friends in your life. Isn’t it great to have these special people with you in this crazy world? How good is that?