I Am So Slack

Ok, since everyone is bitching at me cause I haven't updated in awhile, I will update you on everything. To be honest - it's not really my fault, tom hasn't really done anything to pick on him about. Let's realize that this is my blog- not his, and I am blaming him - cause I can.

A few weeks ago we went to 2 different weddings back to back. One was at the park and even Diva Dog went - the other one was at the church. Tom couldn't stay awake, and I kept elbowing him at church which he stayed bruised for several days after that. He did manage to hear one thing - and remember it during the ceremony, "wifes obey your husband"... I told him he was dreaming - that wasn't in our ceremony it's been so long ago that who can remember what was said during the service. Then the pastors came and sat at our table with us at the reception. Not just one, we had 3 pastors there with us. They were all pretty cool. We ended up talking about Pittsburgh.

Tom at Arnie and Margot's Wedding in Virgina Beach.

The speedboat is still in the shop. It's been there 2 weeks now - when it comes back to the marina, it's getting sold. Tom is too big to fit in there to fix most of the things - so we gotta keep calling them to come get it and fix it.

On the big boat, the toilet is still giving us problems. Right now I have a toilet that is hot-wired to a battery to flush it. Waiting for a part to arrive from Florida so it can go back to push button flushing... I feel like a redneck - cause you have the toilet and a battery beside it that you have to hit the wires to to flush the toilet. Of course fixing this toilet isn't cheap. We had to send the main control board to them and wait for them to test it and return to us, then troubleshoot from there.. of course this is all done on Tom's schedule... and everyone knows you can't rush him into doing anything..

The toilet has a cat 5 cable running to it, from the control board. It's strange. I'm wondering if I add some RAM to it if it would handle his "big boy dumps". It used to be I would bitch at him to put the toilet seat back down, now it's "put that damn battery back when your done with it, so I don't stub my toes on it again".


he's really upset about me bitching at him.. lol

Next weekend we're heading to Charlotte to look at some Chevelles his buddy has and has to get rid of. We will probably buy at least one of them. So we're back to cars. Hopefully he will paint it red, and not the Harley colors like he did with orange el camino. Although it was cool looking, hugger orange colors isn't my style. Red or black for me. I think cause this was the first one he didn't paint red or black it was strange.

Although he finally got a buyer for the orange one, it took longer cause of the strange colors. I fought him on that color. I told him to paint it red... As everyone can see - I didn't win that battle.

I'm seeing him painting these red like he did the last one.. It was sooo pretty... and sold so fast.

His toys are so expensive.... at least he makes profits on them when he sells them. Maybe he will keep this next one for awhile... and just maybe -- lol (silly me)... he will let me drive it.... yeah right.... never

Nicole got a new car yesterday. The first thing that tom wanted from her was the paint color code so he can get the paint on order. I think he feels that we are all bad drivers in the family. He blames me for this. Says that I taught the girls to drive, and so it all falls back on me. Now the fool knows how I drive, he has to fix all my boo-boos on the cars, he should of taught them himself. Nicole had a hell of a time finding the right car.

Since she won't drive an automatic. She did make the remake that the steering wheel looks like a cute little monkey..... Makes me wonder exactly why she bought this particular model. As Neal says is it sparkles and catches her eye, she buys it.

Neal got a promotion to Manager yesterday. YAY WAY TO GO NEAL. He has worked hard to get where he is in his career. We're all so happy for him.

Devin, will be a year old in a few weeks. Hard to believe that he is almost a year. He's such a cutie. You can see the newest photos on the side that Neal has uploaded. I'm trying to find a little NASCAR pedal car for him, and not having any luck at all.

Michelle is doing good. No major accidents this year for her. I think she's made it 2 years without being in an accident. That's a record for her. She still comes out for her road trips. Actually she only sleeps here, and comes back here for dinner then spends all the time at the beach. Unless it's crab season, then she will stay here crabbing..

It's been a few months since I got a seat belt ticket. I'm doing much better. Actually I admit defeat. I have it rigged in the blazer so that it looks like I'm wearing it, but don't have to wear it. I do wonder where I get my hard- headiness from... But the state police have been pulling over several people a day on the road out here so they are always looking for seat belts. They are nice when they pull you over... At least they have been with me..

Well the real reason I am wearing the seat belt is cause Tom follows to me work most of the way. He will call me and bitch if he sees I don't put it on. So it's just easier to do things his way.. Or at least think I'm doing things my way.

Yesterday I had to take him to work and I ended up late to work. He had left his truck there and I went out for a few drinks after work with the people I worked with, and wasn't going to drive back that night. I was lucky to get back home myself. Tom didn't help me, since I never really drink, it doesn't take much for me to feel tipsy. So he's in here rocking the boat not helping me at all with the room spinning.

Of course dropping Diva Dog off is what put me behind schedule. She has a morning routine that takes time. While she is at Doggy Day Care she won't go to the bathroom, or drink water. So we have to make sure she does it before she goes in, then when she comes back out at 5. Now I'm thinking that the vet may want to consider this a problem - other than she's spoiled....

My throat is better. I haven't had any problems with that. My knee still is causing problems. It still won't bend the whole way, and I still have a limp some times. But I won't go back for more surgery on that at least not in this town. Maybe when I hurt my other knee I will have this one re-looked at... notice i didn't say "if i hurt my other knee" but "when"...

Tom and the neighbors will sit and watch me get off the boat even when the water is up, and won't help me. Said it's free comic show for them... they will both sit on the picnic table and watch me struggle- while I try to get off the boat myself. Usually I don't have a problem, but when the water is high, my little short legs just won't get to the dock without struggling. Now don't get me wrong, getting on the boat tom will help. lol.. I call it a wedgie pull... it's not much help but it helps.

I did have surgery on my eyes. I went from almost totally blind (20/200) to 20/20 in both eyes. I only have to wear glasses to read now. It's totally amazing. Of course when Tom picked me up from surgery, I made him mad, cause the first thing I said was - "damn you look old"... hell up to that point I really couldn't see.. :) The surgery was simple and it wasn't painful at all and the results are fantastic.

Well the last thing that I have to say is : There it's updated!

and Sorry for the delay Bruce!

Test Results are in

The test results from Tom's sleep study are back. We found out the results last week when he went to the doctors. It really didn't shock us, we knew he wasn't sleeping good, although he sleeps often, he doesn't sleep good. In fact he really doesn't sleep.

They found that he quits breathing for several seconds each minute. (really this isn't totally accurate, cause I wasn't there holding the pillow over his face which would of added to the not breathing part of the test.)

He may be having seizures during the night, the next test will include seizure hookups to see how bad the seizures are, and if they are caused by sleep deprivation and lack of oxygen.

During his pretend sleeping periods his oxygen levels drop down to the 60's, and he never enters really deep sleep. So this is probably why he feels tired, and has no energy.

At least at work he can sleep during the day when there is nothing else to do. They do laugh at him, cause they can be grinding and hammering right beside him and he will sleep through it, but if his lighter drops on the ground he wakes up.

So the next appointment is scheduled for the day after groundhog day. Again I will be stuck with poochzilla for the night. she hates it when he's gone. Hopefully they can get him in earlier and get it over with. He's ready for it to be over with and so he can sleep.

So on the next appointment he will be tested for the machine, and his seizures, and we go from there. Then I will be lost at nights..

I'm so used to him waking up and we will go out and walk during the night or go to the store, if he sleeps all night I will be bored. The dog will be lost, cause she likes him up in the middle of the nights too.

What if he don't want to take naps after getting Fixed... he will start bitching at me about taking naps during the day. Right now he naps right along with me.

And about the Term I used -- tom's getting fixed.. seems that he has a problem with that term. he would prefer that I said he was getting treatment, and not getting fixed. you know.. what ever dude, it's still the same thing. either way I'm glad he's getting it corrected.

So we at least got that taken care of. The thing that pissed me off is that he hasn't been to the doctors since we've been married, almost 29 years (OMG HAS IT BEEN THAT LONG???) .... and he had blood work, and everything came back perfect. How can someone not have medical tests, treatments for all those years and not have any problems. He has only been to the doctors when he got hurt. Well he did have a few days in the hospital once when a cut that he had got infected and lacquer thinner didn't fix it.

So since I got off work early to go to the doctor with him, i wasn't feeling real good, ran by my doctor and found out that I had pneumonia. So Friday I had to suck it up and go into work feeling like crap. But after taking the medication I'm starting to feel a little better.

I'm still on his poopie list - Seems that I got stopped again last week and got another damn speeding ticket. 2x in 2 months... They are doing road construction on the road here and I guess I figured out how they are going to pay for it. But giving out tickets. Tom put this into proper perspective for me. Told me that if I didn't start wearing my seatbelt, that in my obit he was going to add "instead of flowers, please send a seat belt so we can strap her in"..... I really think he will do that , and knowing my family - they will do that ... and for the rest of eternity, I will be in a seat belt which i despise.

So tomorrow its back to work for me. I don't know how I got talked into going back to work, but I did. I just have to suck it up I guess. After all that is what Tom would tell me to do.

Vacation Ends

Well Thursday I go back to work. I'm back at my old job. I don't consider this time off a vacation. After all its been hell for me trying to recover from these surgeries. The knee surgery I figured would of been the easiest to recover from was actually the hardest. My knee still ain't right, I still can't get on my knees and it really sucks. But it's much better than it was after the surgery.

But Tom is happy that my butt i going back to work. Since this job gives him more "me" money or should I call it "his" money - he is fine with it.

Also we can carpool again, meaning that he doesn't go out of his way - and not inconvenienced in anyway, only me- who has to be there an 1/2 hour early, and wait a 1/2 hour after work for him to pick me up.

His words of encouragement are "if you don't like waiting, start walking home, I will get you when I pass you"... now I have been married to this fool for too many years that I know he will blow the horn as he passes right by me. I'm not falling for that trick. It's bad enough that I get stuck putting gas in the blazer every Saturday morning.

But its a monday-friday job - no weekends, 8-5 so thats a plus to it.

I will miss sleeping till noon, and then taking a nap after getting up late. I got pretty used to staying up late at night being on the computer. That will soon be gone. I will be like the old man here - in bed by 8.

So while everyone else in the office may be excited about my return. ... I don't share the same feelings... But its a job.

I Lost the Bet

You know me and Tom had a bet on who could lose the most inches in a month. I thought for sure that I was gonna win, after all I have been really sick since before Christmas - Judy-coodies as Tom calls them. He gave me his cold- it lasted 4 days for him, 2 weeks for me... But I knew I was gonna win, cause I haven't been eating... I was wrong

Total Inches lost - Tom 5 - Me 4. Now I don't get my feet rubbed for a month like I wanted, and was the bet. I was smart, I didn't make a bet - I only made him bet if he lost. I should of maybe measured him before he pooped. But anyhow I am glad that we are both at least losing weight. I'm not sure about Diva Dog and her weight loss, They have to put her on a scale at Daycare. Today she is home with me she went back to bed after her morning walk. She has been pretty good about going to daycare but once in awhile she wants to stay home and snooze.


Like I said, Tom gave me his cold, finally after 2 weeks I went to the doctors cause I'm just not getting better, sometimes I think I would be better off finding someone like Granny Clampett to give me her fixes...

The doctor said that I was doing everything that I could, but gave me antiboitics anyhow just to help me along. I have no energy, and feel like I wasted money by going to him. Probably a few more days of my home medication I wouldn't of needed prescriptions. Tom got over his quicker than I did.

I have been really medicated. Monday I lost the keys (the ONLY set of keys for the truck).. I finally found them - in a logical place I think - they were in the fridge behind the orange juice. I personally think that Tom put them there, but he says it had to be me. But at least now he won't have to change the ignition in the truck. You would think that we would have more than one key for the truck. The truck hasn't been moved in a couple of weeks...there is a problem with it. When you push in the clutch, it works the breaks at the same time. Perfect for me since I only have 2 feet to work 3 pedals, but we haven't driven it for awhile till he decides to look at it. And since it's gonna get fixed on Tom's schedule, well it could be awhile..After all he's fine driving my blazer daily. I don't go anywhere during the day, if I want to go somewhere he takes me after work.

I slept through the major holidays didn't even get to go to see Baby Devin cause I was so sick. It really sucked.

Tomorrow night Tom goes for his sleep study. I requested that they take and SHOW him the video of him snoring. Since he will tell everyone that he doesn't snore. She said she would show him. She sounds so nice, I hope that he sleeps there and not stay up all night chatting.. Someone told me that they knew someone who's hubby sat up all night and chatted. That could be Tom.

He had all the blood work done and I guess the results were ok, cause they didn't call us back about them. After the sleep study he goes on the 21st of January for the followup doctor visit. So tomorrow night I will be stuck with Doggy Diva. He will be gone from 9pm-6am for this test. The hard part will be keeping him from taking his nap after dinner. You know if you feed him he will go to sleep. After dinner he sleeps till about 8:20pm - when Diva Dog gets him up to go for her ice cream snack before the store closes. She has it all figured out. And she has him well trained.


The problem is going to be, what am I gonna do at nights if he starts sleeping all night. We're so used to getting up in the middle of the night, that I will be lost if he sleeps straight through the night.


It's been cold here -




the marina is frozen, it hasn't melted in a few days, That is a horrible sound of the boat crunching the ice when you move the boat. it's probably only a 1/2 inch thick, but still an eerie sound. Soon I figure we can go ice fishing. It's not suppose to warm up the rest of this week. It's cold enough that even Tom is wearing a coat..Being cold is bad enough but some days we are given winds of 35-50mph. That is when you feel the coldness...

Sunday our water froze, I didn't leave the water drip during the night, it didn't thaw out till about 3 on sunday. At least we had back up water in the tank that we could use. While it's cold outside we are nice and toasty inside. We went and got a propane heater that keeps the place warm. while we don't pay for electric - we don't have enough power to run heaters without throwing the breakers, so we had to get the propane heater. We can go about 5 days on 20 lbs of propane.. (do you measure propane in pounds or gallons? either way it's 20something).. At least we are warm inside.


When we went to get the propane heater we got a doggy sitter - and went to Lowes, they had the heater but not the fittings to hook up the tank, that is when Tom walked out of the store without me while I was reasoning with the people there. They said that usually people hire people to hook them up so they don't carry those parts. All I did was ask "isn't this a do-it-yourself store?" and that is when Tom left me. So we went to Virginia to find a Home Depot. We didn't have much luck cause the bridges were icy up there, so Virgina Opened all the drawbridges and created a huge traffic jam. I guess it saves on Salt cause instead of salting the bridges, they just opened them.

PERFECTLY LOGICAL... sheesh.

Fluff-N-Stuff

Well Diva Dog is the latest to be placed on a diet. Seems that Doggy Day care weighed her and she has packed on a whopping 10 pounds herself. The vet had a fit and told us to quit feeding her people food. I think Tom was more shocked about his precious little princess being overweight then when he topped the scales at 300.

So no more snacks in the house, and they can't stop for their breakfast biscuits, and even ice cream is cut out of her diet. She is not a happy dog.

Tom gets mad when I call her Fluff-n-stuff, says that it's not nice to pick on her about her weight... What the hell ever.... As long as you say it sweetly to her, she thinks its a good thing and wags that little tail. Now if he doesn't quit telling her that she don't wanna look like her mommy and needs to get the weight off, I'm gonna make him shark bait. But he thinks that's ok, but I can't pick on her... men.

But Doggy Daycare said they will even quit giving her goodies during the day. Seems they give her snacks there too during the day. When I asked Tom how much she could possible eat, he informed me that when they are in the back room at the store that the guys all feed her.

One example is Sunday's Treats that she consumed - Seems her and larry ate steak, Mike bought her Ice Cream, someone else gave her beef jerky, and that was just when they went to visit after the game. Now none of these guys send home a doggy bag for me, I would of liked steak on Sunday too. But they don't think about me. They do offer to feed me with weird food, like the time the cooked the snake that they got off my boat. Ewwww Yum...

So she is on her diet. Me and Tom are still on our diet bet. So far he is still winning, but at least we're both losing weight. We no longer have goodies in the house to munch on, I don't bake cakes anymore, or other goodies that are high in calories. And we are walking. Tonight we all went for a walk while I was still able to get off the boat. She has to start exercising more.




We had a ton of rain this morning and last night, in fact several schools closed in the area cause of rain... (probably the coast guard base closed too, I didn't watch the news today). But it was in the upper 70's and was a beautiful day. We were even under a tornado watch this morning when we had the thunderstorm. That is all going to change. Tomorrow the high is going to be about 40ish. And no I haven't found that one heater. Me and Susie searched today, cause she can't believe that I could lose a heater in here. We don't remember where I stored it at in the spring. Guess I will have to get a new one on Saturday Morning when I got to Wally Worlds.

But it's really weird here with the flooding, sure downtown will flood cause of rain, but mostly flooding is caused by wind bringing in water. I knew it was going to be bad when I was coming down the causeway and one of the other marina's on the causeway had water in their parking lot. I have never lived at a place where you had to worry about wind and flooding.
It's really windy out and we rocked and rolled all night long.




Now I won't be totally stuck in the boat for the next few days, My parts for the toilet are still in transit, they are suppose to be here tomorrow and we can get it put back in service once they get here. So Tonight and in the morning I will have to figure out a way to get off the boat to go to the bath house... Right now the only plan I have figured out is to cut back on my iced tea...

We got the speedboat out of the water yesterday. Well we didn't, Tom and the guys did. But again, it's my blog and if i want to take credit for things that make me feel special, you know I will every chance I get.

The new trailer is about 3 feet too short for the boat, but he will exchange it once he gets the oil changed and puts the boat back in the water, seems that with the last storm water got in the oil somehow.

Now - he picked on me cause when I measured for the microwave and bought a cabinet for it, i was off by a quarter of an inch. and it didn't fit, At least I wasn't off by 3 feet like he was with that trailer. Well him and another guy measured --- so they were both off.. I'm assuming that they were lifting weights before reading the tape measure, probably 8 or 16 ounces at a time.

He is tired of the speed boat, and ready to go back to his classic cars. His plan is to put the speed boat up for sale in the spring. Again something that he has spent more time restoring then actually using. I think he is just bored when he's not working, now this is especially true since it's winter and work is slow, he has been home early everyday this week. He comes home and takes a nap before bedtime. He usually doesn't call me when he comes home, he tries to catch me taking a nap, since he seems to think that is all I do all day long.


He started this weekend searching for a chevelle to restore. He just enjoys working on them, he doesn't ever keep them, but restores them the way that he would want it, not taking any short cuts on anything. But I think he misses going to the car shows. This was the first year that he wasn't in Daytona for Turkey Day in quite awhile.


Today he was cute - he came home early and I saw him walking the dog down the docks, so I called him and asked him what time he would be coming home today, he said "i don't know yet".... now the fool was already home, but didn't want to tell me he was home??? lol... caught him in the act. .. Usually he doesn't lie, like when I ask him if my jeans make me look fat, he will tell the truth.... which usually is "no your big ass makes you look fat"... Then he has silence for a few hours. I think he has learned that when he pisses me off he gets the silent treatment which is why he does it. Tonight he's getting the silent treatment again.



I took the Blazer out to the store and had to put gas in it again. It was On "E" again. Now I just put gas in it on Saturday morning when i took it, and haven't been out in it since, till today. I told him that he needs start putting gas put in it, and his reply?? "It's really your fault, you need to put more gas in it when you stop on Saturdays."..... men.