The itchy and scratchy show, part 2

31 01 2008

 I still have hives. I have had hives for about 41 hours now. I have not ever had them for this long. I go to the doctors at 9. The thing is, the hives are only on my ass. Great.  ” Hi Doc, my name is Auntie. My hives are on my ass. Let me show you!” I am so psyched that I get to drop my pants for the doc I have never met before. I can’t believe I am saying this, but I hope they spread.

 Check back later, I will fill you in on the humiliation of my visit with the doc.

*EDIT*

 Just got done with round one at the doctors. I had no idea I would be pricked over 50 times with needles. Yuck. I need to go back on Monday for more pricks. For some reason my insurance won’t allow all the testing on one day. So far I have a very mild reaction to dust mites, mold and maple trees. None of which would explain my hives. The next round is mostly food stuff. When the NP said the word “milk” my heart sank. Milk is the common denominator. I drink lots of milk every day. I once said to my friend; “If my doc told me I could never drink booze again, I would be fine with that. If he said no more milk I would probably die.” God, I hope it’s not the milk. Anyway, they gave me an Rx so I won’t have to deal with this over the weekend. I can’t take it on Sunday as it will mess up the tests on Monday. Please pray that it is something other then milk. Ugh.





Yes, I am scratching my butt. You would too!

30 01 2008

I’m calling the doctor today. It’s got to be pretty bad for me to call the doctor.

For the last four months I have been getting hives. Not every day but a lot. They would come between 5:30 and 7:30 at night and last a couple hours. They always start on the back of my head then move to my belly, back, butt and on to the top of my legs by my crotch. Awe-Some! Usually they are not too itchy and only a couple of times I have had to take something for them. I have changed nothing. Not my diet, soap or lotion. I have no idea why I am getting them.

Yesterday I got them at 2:30 in the afternoon. When I looked in the mirror I was horrified. My entire stomach was like one giant hive. I looked like a monster. I don’t usually freak out about stuff like this but yesterday I did. I called my friend MST who is going to school to be a PA. I knew she wouldn’t have answers for me. What I was really looking for was a some reassurance. She was great. She asked me if I was breathing ok (I was) and all the hive related questions. What did you eat today? Any changes in products? She recommended I take a Benadryll and call the doc. I already took the pill I told her and I would be falling asleep any minute now..

I passed out, woke up at 7:30 pm, went to bed , woke up at 2:30 am. I now had the hives on my arm. WTF! I had a glass of milk and went back to bed. I woke up again at 6:30. Yup, still got them! Now they are on my belly again and still on my arms. Oh, and my lip. It looks like I got punched. Drinking coffee is difficult. This is where I draw the line. When it starts to interfere with coffee, something drastic needs to be done. I will call the doc as soon as they open.

It should also be noted that I have a general feeling of yuckiness. It’s like I am starting a cold. I am not stuffy but I have a slight cough, possibly a low-grade fever, a dull headache and I am just feeling very tired. I am wondering if I am fighting something and my immune system is working double time, hence causing more hives then usual. Wish me luck. Oh, and if you see me, please don’t point and laugh.

*UPDATE*

 I have an appointment for tomorrow at 9am. I have been instructed to not take any medications between now and then. Super! The hive on my lip is almost gone, still got ’em on my belly and butt. Scratch, scratch.





Jumpin on the “Ten Things” bus!

29 01 2008

 Ten song lyrics I really like:

  1. “I guess there’s nothing left to explain. Here’s what your getting and I don’t want to change.” Eric Clapton, Rock ‘n’ Roll Heart
  2. “Your anger don’t impress me, the world slapped in your face. It always rains like hell on the losers day parade.” Goo Goo Dolls, Broadway
  3. “I don’t know where it all begins. And I don’t know where it all will end. But we’re better off for all that we let in” Indigo Girls, All That We Let In
  4. “ And the moon was so beautiful that the ocean held up a mirror.” Ani DiFranco, Everest
  5. “Well the God I believe in isn’t short on cash, mister!”  U2, Bullet The Blue Sky (this line gives me goose bumps every time I hear it. Not sure why..)
  6. “She asked me why. I just went on and told her.” R.L. Burnside, It’s Bad You Know
  7. “ The telephone was ringing, I handed it to Liz. She said ‘This isn’t who it would be if it wasn’t who it is’” Phish, The Wolfman’s Brother
  8. “I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me.” Beck, Loser (I sing this when I do or say something dumb.)
  9. “You ain’t a beauty but hey your all right” Bruce Springsteen, Thunder Road (Is that an insult? Makes me chuckle every time I hear it!)
  10.  “In a world that what we want is only what we want until it’s ours” Train, Drops Of Jupiter




Goofing off in class

28 01 2008

 I swear, I’m in class. Mr. Teacher said if we know what he is talking about we can do something else. Currently we are learning about pointing, clicking(remember we use the left button most) and dragging and dropping. Mind blowing.

 I am happy to say I am not the oldest person in my class. There are probably 8 or 9 people who are older then me and some with blue hair. From now on I will be referring to this class as “computers for blue hairs.”

 This is what really blows my mind. I get 15 points for showing up and 15 points for doing my homework. I don’t have to do it right, I just have to do it. Do you see something wrong with this? I do. And we wonder why the world is the way it is. The rest of the points come from exams. Now we are learning how to close a window. “Oh wait, no, no, it’s left click. Don’t right click unless I say so.” Says Mr. Teacher.

 Not to pat myself on the back or anything but I was one of maybe three out of the eighteen people who actually showed up with the required books. The woman next to me needed to borrow a piece of paper from me. Really? People show up with nothing? Sigh.

 Mr. Teacher also said it was ok to show up late or leave early. Really, he did. I feel bad for this guy having to talk about this stuff for almost 4 hours. He must be the most patient man in the world.

 I was thinking of giving you a play by play of my first day but I kinda like you all so I’m going to pass on that. If you read this now, please comment and check back for my reply so I have something to do. Thank you.

 Oh, btw, I like to go to bed around 9. This class ends at 9:45…





My first day

28 01 2008

 Today is my first day of class. I have not been to school since 1991! I have done a ton of trainings and tests in the last 4 years so I am not worried about that. Also my job(s) have required me to do a lot of writing so I’m ok with that too. It doesn’t hurt to have a sister and a friend who are teachers either!! I really have no idea what to bring to class besides my books, paper and a pen. Any thoughts?





Psa.

27 01 2008

 Kizz posted this today and it reminded me of this;

I love you, man!





It’s official!

26 01 2008

 I are a college student! I have computers for dummies beginners on Monday nights and Intro to Psychology on Wednesday nights. I hate that I have to take these classes because they will probably be so easy for me. My clinical supervisor at work has me writing treatment plans and diagnosing  my clients. Whatever though, it has to be done to get my degree.  Finally my ass is in school and it feels good!

 In other news, I just had lunch with Auntie Teacher. The AWESOME waitress brought my milk with the meal!! She got kudos from me and a 40% tip.

 In closing, a picture that Chili sent me. 

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I sent it to a friend who replied; “loved it!!!!  Now all the have to do is feed the kid beans!!!!!”




Great Pats Jokes!

23 01 2008

 I sent out an email today and Kizz was one of the recipients of that email. I just got this reply from her; “Why is this not already a post on your blog?” A very good question! Sorry about the fonts, I don’t know how to fix it..

THE GOLDEN PHONE.

A man in Topeka ,Kansas decided to write a book about Churches around the country. He started by flying to San Francisco and started working east from there. Going to a very large church, he began taking photographs and  making notes. He spotted a golden telephone on the vestibule wall and was intrigued with a sign, which read ‘Calls: $10,000 a minute.’  Seeking out the pastor he asked about the phone and the sign. The pastor answered that this golden phone is, in fact, a direct line to heaven and if he pays the price he can talk directly to God. The man thanked the pastor and continued on his way. As he  continued to visit churches in Seattle , Dallas, St. Louis, Chicago, Milwaukee, and around the United States, he found more phones, with the same sign, and the same answer from each pastor. Finally, he arrived in Massachusetts   Upon entering a church in Boston, MA .. ……..Behold – he saw the usual golden telephone. But THIS time, the sign read “Calls: .35 cents.” Fascinated, he asked to talk to the pastor, “Reverend, I have  been in cities all across the country and in each church I have found this golden telephone and have been told it is a direct line to    Heaven and that I could talk to God, but in the other churches the cost was $10,000 a minute. Your sign reads only .35 cents a call. Why?    Why?” The pastor, smiling benignly, replied :

“Son, you’re in Boston, Massachusetts now, home of the Boston Red Sox, the Patriots, Celtics, Bruins and Boston College ! “

You’re in God’s Country, It’s a local call. 

( American by Birth – A BOSTON SPORT FAN  by the grace of GOD ! )

Then there is this one, which I think is better!

Peyton Manning, Tony Romo and Tom Brady are all standing in front of an empty table with God sitting at the head. 
God asks Peyton Manning first: “What do you believe?”
Peyton thinks long and hard, looks God in the eye, and says, “I believe in hard work, and in staying true to family and friends. I believe in giving.  I was lucky, but I always tried to do right by my fans.”God can’t help but see the essential goodness of Manning, and offers him a seat to his left.Then God turns to Tony Romo and says, “What do you believe?”Tony says, “I believe passion, discipline, courage and honor are the fundamentals of life.  I, too, have been lucky, but win or lose, I’ve always tried to be a true sportsman, both on and off the playing field.”God is greatly moved by Tony’s sincere eloquence, and he offers him a seat to his right.Finally, God turns to Tom Brady: “And you, Tom, what do you believe?”Tom replies, “I believe you’re in my seat.”

 




Another Birthday!

22 01 2008

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Today is Auntie Teachers birthday! Auntie Teacher is one of my best buds. She is one of the smartest people I know and she uses that smartness to educate the freshman at a local high school. The kids love her! Want to know how I know? Because we can’t go anywhere without some 14-18 year old kid yelling ” Hi Auntie Teacher!” and waving frantically. It makes me feel like I need to be on my best behavior when I am with her. I have never actually sat in on one of her classes, however I have been in her classroom and it is filled with thoughtful and interesting work by her students. Have you ever tried to get a fourteen year old to do thoughtful and interesting work? It isn’t easy. She truly cares about the kids she teaches  both in the classroom and out of it. She is always volunteering to do something extra whether it’s coaching, running the GSA or selling tickets at the football game. Last spring she decided to coach the freshman girls tennis team. At the time she was teaching night school and had another part-time job in addition to her full time position at the high school. I was concerned she was taking on to much and asked her about it. “But Auntie,” she said ” they don’t have anyone else to do it. If I don’t do it, they won’t be able to play!” If anyone gives for the sake of giving, it’s her.

 Auntie Teacher is a political genius. She knows more about politics then anyone I know.  How she knows all the stuff she does is beyond me. She is happy (and quick) to debate anyone at anytime. If you choose to debate her, you will walk away knowing a lot more about politics then when you started. And passionate too. Her passion for politics and social issues is infectious. She will have you caring about social issues you didn’t even know existed.

 She is one of the kindest people I have ever met. She is quick to lend a hand to anyone who needs it. She once made me stop the car so she could help an elderly lady get her shopping bags in to her car. 

 Some more interesting things about Auntie Teacher; she proudly served in the U.S. Air-force. If your airplane is broken, she can fix it for you! She has traveled all over the world, she loves animals and when walking down the street she will stop to say hello to every dog she sees. She is a GREAT cook, she loves to read and is always sharing books. She is wicked funny, outgoing and thoughtful. She has a style that is all her own and she has the most beautiful blue eyes. If she loves you, she loves you well. If anyone dares to say something negative about you, she will defend your honor in an instant. She is goofy, absentminded and at times spacey. She will probably forget your birthday or get so caught up in what she is doing that she forgets to return your call. It doesn’t matter though because of all the wonderful qualities about her. You can never be mad at her. Ever.

 Happy Birthday Auntie Teacher! I love you!

Photo credit





I can hardly contain myself.

20 01 2008

Ok folks, it’s game day. Today I would like to call your attention to a couple of sports blogs. The first one has a great article about New Hampshire’s very own Anna Grant. Anna is the 14 year old winner of the punt pass and kick competition for her age group. You may or may not know that when the NFL presented the winners in Indy last week, she was booed. The Colts fans actually booed a 14 year old kid because she was wearing a Patriots Jersey. Is that classy or what!  I would like to think that if she were  at Foxborough and had on a Colts Jersey things would be different. Sadly, I wouldn’t bet on it.

 I am guilty of saying some nasty things about teams and players. I have been known to throw my hat across the room because I am pissed. I, however, do these things in my own living room. “Fans” are getting out of control. They throw snowballs, trash and whatever else they might have in their hands at the time. They swear at players and coaches and start fights with fans of the rival team. Grow the fuck up. I get that you love your team but show some sportsmanship or better yet, some fansmanship. The truth is if Billy was the coach of the Pats fans, most of them wouldn’t be allowed in. He wouldn’t put up with that shit.

 Back to Anna. First of all, way to go! She showed class and tact both during and after the presentation last week. Robert Craft invited her to today’s game so be sure to watch for her!  More Anna related stories here, here, and here!

 Next, in the spirit of the 1st amendment, I would like you to check out this blog. This dude really hates the Pats. He has gone to great lengths to make that very clear. I got a kick out of his blog. I wonder if he would hate us so much if we were 0-16? “What? You want me to check out a blog about Patriots haters?”  I can hear you saying. Yeah. I like this blog. After your done reading, check out his blog roll. He is man enough to show some love!

 Enjoy the game!