Cabin Fever @ MindSay

i felt the need to post a blog entry but i have nothing to talk about....

today me and my friend ally made some garlic fingers but we forgot about them when they were in the oven. the house still smells like burnt garlic. we tried opening the windows but it's like winter out there. it's april and it still snows. it's starting to piss me off a bit. i hate the cold. people ask me sometimes 'how would u rather die: by burning or freezing to death?' and i always say burning. people think im crazy. i probably am.

i've had six days in a row without school. thursday was a snowday, friday was easter, saturday and sunday were obviously the weekend, monday is freed by easter and tuesday was parent teacher poop. god im starting to get cabin fever or something. i live in the middle of no where and everyone my age lives in the middle of somewhere so it's a bummer. i cant believe im so eager to get back to school but i am. i dread the thought of summer. it'll be nice to unthaw a bit but i wont get to see my friends much. at least the technology out here is advanced enough to support internet (dial-up) and a phone.

blah..that seems like enough rambling out of me...

N -Cat    N

Well, today it is official. My husband has been in the hospital 21 days.  The cabin fever was so bad for the two of us on Friday that I "borrowed" a wheelchair and we made a run for a garden outside of the building. On the way out int he elevator, one of my husband's doctors gets on with us and, god bless him, instead of asking us to go back to my husband's room, the doctor does a cursory exam of my husband in the elevator and holds the door open so I can wheel my husband out to the garden.  We sat in the outdoor garden for a good 30 minutes, me pushing his wheelchair around to sunny spots in the garden to avoid the shade. We got the requisite scolding when we returned to his room about leaving the floor, we didn't tell them we had left the building...

In the past 4 weeks I have spent 4 half days in the office.  It is a good thing I have stockpiled so much vacation time which I am rapidly burning through now with my father-in-law's illness and death and now my husband's hospitalization.  I am very grateful that my immediate boss is allowing me to take all this time without giving me any flack about it.  I know that there is a lot of crap going on with the software, I need to help but my boss is very good about reinforcing with me that family comes first.

I went for my first PT session this past week. She gave me a list of all the things I was not supposed to be doing with the arm, liking pulling my husband up out of bed and such and I told her it was too late for the list of restrictions.  My shoulder burns pretty much all of the time now so if I have messed it up, I have messed it up and it is too late to do anything about it.

Friday night my sister in law and I got home and decided we were going to have margaritas to relax.  when I opened my freezer, I had cool tequila, not cold tequila...   I set the thermostat lower thinking that maybe the door had been ajar while we were at the hospital, but by Saturday it was apparent that the refrigerator was broken.  Sunday a serviceperson was supposed to come by to look at it, but never did.  Why is it  that service people don't seem to feel any responsibility to even call and let you know when they are not going to come for a scheduled visit.  My son pulled the refrigerator away from the wall and cleaned everything in the back thinking that would help but no luck.... I have a dead refrigerator sitting in the middle of my kitchen today.  I have another service person scheduled for tomorrow so hopefully it will be repaired before my husband gets home.

I told my husband last night that with all of the stuff that has gone on in the past 4 weeks that the gods must be sitting somewhere laughing and spitting on us......at least I hope it is only spit.

I'm a big American Idol Fan. I've been since season three.

I've decided to skip tonights show, even though I rarely miss results shows, because I was getting cabin fever bad and just couldn't stand to be in my apartment any more.

I voted last night for Gina about ten times. I just love her pink hair, it's so hot. Plus the girl can belt out a tune like there's no tomorrow.

I tried to vote to Lakisha (is that how it's spells) but I couldn't get through. I just had to vote for the contestant from my beloved homestate, Michigan. And, again the girl can sing.

I didn't vote for any of the guys on tueday, I thought they all kind of sucked.

But lately I'm really disappionted 'cus haven't had anybody to gossip about Idol with. For the past three years I have been going to this floral shop that used to be in the same building as the my dad's shoe store. Kathy, the old little old lady who ran it, was an Idol fanatic. I would be there every week dishing the dirt about or favorites. Even though there was a huge age gap between us we always ended up rooting for the same contestants.

Well, last year the building was bought by this young guy who is turning the second story and the back office sapace in to loft apartments (the four store fronts aren't being messed with). Smith Floral (the company that owned ths floral shop) decided that with the new owner they didn't want to rebew their lease

So, now I have no one to talk Idol with . Sure, there are a few people at work but no one as hooked on the show as I am.

 For a little while she worked at Smith's main location but now she's retired. Bummer I miss Kathy and our Idol time. Holy crap, do I sound like a woman or what? HeHe

Anyway, I have been having another of my off days where I am super lazy. I slept in til eleven, watched The Price Is Right. I read a bit of my novel. I've enjoyed it.

The only remotely work related thing I did all day is when I called down to my school. I called because I got my tuition bill about a month ago and the bill said it was due monday. Well seeing that I don't currently have the $626 to pay it off right now I called to see about getting an extention on the due date. I was told much better news then that, I have 'til the end of the semester to pay it off. Horray. I'll have the money in about a month and I'll be all good.

Also, last night I was bored so I went to Barnes and Noble. Words of wisdom, if you are a book lover don't go to a book store when you are bored and all coked up on caffine. I bought thirty-five buck worth of books totally on impulse.

I bought were:

*A Long Way Down by Nick Hornby

*Word Freak (I can't remember the author off the top of my head but the book is  about  professional Scrabble tournies)

*and Jack London's classics Call of the Wild and White Fang (in one volume)

I just love good books. I couldn't imagine life without them. I love to curl up with a cup of tea and a good book. There's just nothing in the world that can match it (and this coming from a self-professed film buff)

Thanks,

Mark  

  Well, I got back from my cabin yesterday.  It 'twas fun. ^__^  We skipped the fireworks yesterday because we already saw them on Sunday.  Exeland actually has /really/ good fireworks, especially for a town with a population of only ~220. (It's the closest town to our cabin, 6 miles away.)  I think we were a little too close, though.  The fireworks were almost right above us. It was a little freaky at first, because the larger ones looked like they were going to come raining down on us, but it was so far above that the sparks died out before they hit the ground, except for the occasional ones that refused to die out.  One landed by my foot.....yeah, not that it matters...^^;  Ohh, and there was this random screamy guy sitting somewhat near us.  My favorite screamy quote from him was, "AAAAHHH THE CARE BEARS ARE ATTACKING!!!!"  That was interesting, to say the least. ^^

   Ohh, and at our cabin, being one of the only lights for miles, it was creepy, because it was late at night and I looked out the window....there were soooo many bugs, it was like some eerie horror movie. o__0;  One of the larger ones happened to die on the window...It's the huge moth that's about the size of my hand.  It was there when we left, too.  Ick.