Lazy Sundays Are The Best!

It’s a bright and shiny Sunday here. 59 degrees and that sun makes a huge difference in your mood. On days like this I wake up like Cinderella, stretching and waiting for the birds to make my bed. Happy and Content. Today I’m sipping on a good standard, Earl Grey and cleaning up my mess in the craft room.

My friend, Pamela, came over yesterday afternoon for a cup of tea and gossip. Neither one of us knows any so that was a short conversation. She brought me a very large bag from Michael’s Crafts chock full of Valentine supplies and red and pink boas. She always overbuys and I get what is left. So I’ve been busy making heart garlands for the windows and turning boas into wreaths.

I know we are late to the party but we started watching The Crown last night and before we knew it midnight was here! I spent the entire time fact checking on google! I had to promise not to watch the rest today until Tommy gets home. Yes, he is back at work. Which means he’s laying on a bed watching movies at one of the Hyatts.

Interesting conversation in my head last night. I never see babies named Karen. Or Cinderella. With all of the oddball names out there how come no one has picked up on Cinderella or Malificent? Or Karen? What’s the oddest baby name you’ve heard? I have to say mine was when I was helping a fellow teacher with her Kindergarten enrollment day. A mommy came over and told me her daughter’s name was Asshole’. Pronounced ASH-Ole’. When I asked her how she spelled that I realized she had named her kid asshole. I guess it’s all in how you pronounce something.

Tomorrow we will be at the cancer center so fingers crossed Quick trivia question from church….What fruit does the Bible say Eve tempted Adam with? I knew this one. Do you?

xx P

 

THANKFUL, GRATEFUL, AND TIRED!

Well we made it. Friday morning Tommy’s BP had been acceptable for 10 straight hours. Really good. Like normal people. 124 over 78! We finally found the right cocktail of meds. And I want to thank all of the nurses, especially Debbie at OU. Part of the anxiety and stress is the not knowing. And this beautiful woman shut the door and sat down and explained everything and wrote it down. They released him right after lunch and we headed to the pharmacy and got his new meds and then home for a nap in his own bed and a nice soak in the tub.

He was determined to go to Corbin’s first dance. And we made it. I was working the photo booth and he helped by corralling the props and herding the kids into a somewhat straight line.

The gym looked amazing, the DJ was really good, but the hottest ticket in the gym was the photo booth.

Those three little munchkins are best friends. Last year they were all the same height but as you can see Corbin had a growth spurt, but then we are all tall Viking people here. They danced their hearts out and took tons of pictures together and ate a lot of cookies but when it came time to go, little Alex did not want to take off her party shoes and go to her Grandmother’s house. She started to cry and the boys jumped right in to hug her and console her and offer for her to come with them. On the way out, Corbin said, ” Grandma, Emerson and me are cousins now.”  Really? ” Well then it’s okay if he calls me his Grandma too, then?” Uh, no.

I sent his dad a the above picture as he was home with Charli Ava and he wrote back, Good Lord Mom, he looks like a little Amish boy! Actually the boys had to have matching outfits, which were located finally at H & M. Corbin refused to wear the bow tie or boutonniere, as they felt funny on his skin.

We slept like the dead last night and woke up this morning feeling like we had the worst hangover ever! We didn’t realize how tightly we were wound up and I guess we just crashed finally. But everyone is doing well. Monday we meet with the surgeon at the Cancer Center and we’ll go from there. But I had to share Corbin’s first dance with y’all and thank you for all of your thoughts and love and prayers. You are all amazing!

xx P

CALMING DOWN WITH SOME LAVENDER TEA

Good Thursday morning! It’s been a very busy week. OU Boy is actually in OUMED at the moment. Yesterday morning his blood pressure was in high stroke range and he was sent to the hospital and was admitted.

It was a long day of tests and switching up blood pressure meds orally and through the IV. They didn’t do it the slow way either so when it crashed so did he. After scans of his entire body and a check on his aorta and kidney function we are wiped out. This morning his pressure was 158 over 98 and that is as low as it has ever been. But then he tried to stand up and boom! Massive headache, dizzy and throwing up.

I’m trying to wrap things up at home right now and find his pajamas.And stuff my bag with tea. They didn’t offer anything but black and I needed the calm of the lavender.  It may be a bit before I’m back on here though. They can’t do the tumor surgery until his BP is stable. I am not the best in hospitals. They did give us a lovely gift basket with food and drinks and snacks so I ate almonds yesterday. Tommy couldn’t eat. Then we were wondering does everyone get a gift basket? No. They don’t. We are just nice people and are patient with the nurses, who really do everything.

Since he was unconscious and his legs were spread out I used him as a desk and got work done. The nurses offered to bring me a desk but this way I can watch him and work. Now it’s back to the hospital. Prayers, love and good thoughts are appreciated!

xx P

KINDNESS, IT’S SO GANGSTER!

It’s Monday! Some Mellow Yellow here today. Warm Turmeric Tea and all is right with the world. Except this wind. It’s one of those days when I need rocks in my pockets or I’ll end up in Missouri. But the fat yellow sun is shining and of course I had a thought about that.

They say that Chicago is the windiest place, but I disagree. I’ve been to Chicago many times and I’ve seen some wicked wind, but here in Oklahoma its unrelenting. I hate it. Your hair is in your face sticking to your lip gloss. Your grocery cart goes flying across the lot. It’s even worse if you live out at the farm. Dust will always be in your house.

But no matter, that big old sun is still shining! High in the sky doing its job not caring what the other elements are doing. I’m so trying to take that attitude. All day and night we hear of the shutdown and the utter chaos in our part of the world and we can not let that affect our job! Our job is to lift the broken, love the unloveable, care for the sick and poor and keep on shining. Being kind isn’t the same as agreeing with someone. You don’t have to agree to be kind. And if you just toss that stuff all over then at the end of the day you can be proud of yourself and not have to go take a shower to wash off the ugly.

We went to the market this morning. Tommy was not happy but he took a nap and is okay now. Nothing but good and healthy food in the house. I think he’s planning a secret mission to The Garage ( our fave burger joint) as soon as I head for the office! But so far he’s done well. He’s drinking Turmeric Tea and had a cup of English Breakfast this morning. He even ate the salmon patties I made last night. He has never eaten salmon!!

Have yourself a good day and evening. And remember sometimes being kind just means keeping our mouths shut.

xx P

The Pity Train Has Left The Station

Happy Sunday! Enjoying a nice cup of Orange Spice tea today. No famous seller, just a blend anyone can make. The sun is shining, but it’s still quite chilly out there. I still don’t know where that major snow storm is. I’m beginning to think that weather guy may also be a negative thinker.

Are you? I am not. But I live with one and it’s the worst thing in the world. I despise negativity. And I’m way past the days of struggling to drag people into Happy Town. You know the way, just go. Today I have been on the offensive to help get rid of that and clarify my position. Me along with my trusted Sharpie have been going around writing on things. Like that gallon sweet tea pitcher, which now says,” NO! DO YOU WANT TO DIE? GYST!” Yep, it’s time to take drastic action. Anything processed or has sugar or flour is now in the garbage. Oh, GYST is just Get.Your.Shit.Together. It’s my mantra for the year.

So for all of you family members who love to wallow in your illnesses and yet do nothing constructive about them….STFU. Stop trying infect the rest of us with your moaning and groaning while you are still shoving poison in your mouth or smoking it or whatever you are doing and know 100 percent you should not.

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Start channelling your inner Orange. The color of happiness and liberation from pitifulness (probably not a word, yet appropriate). Who can’t muster up a smile when you smell a freshly peeled orange? It’s a mindset. A decision you make every morning. Today is going to be a good day. And then you make it one. We all have problems. It’s how you deal with them that sets us apart. So many of us on here struggle with anxiety, depression and stress. But we deal with it. We WANT to be well and we really don’t want to be dragged into someone else’s negativity and whining. You hold the key to your own health and well-being. YOU. If you don’t like where you are with your health, your weight, or your attitude, well, guess what? YOU are the only one who can change it.T

That is all. Be Kind and Take Care of YOU!

xx P

So Thankful For Friday!

Friday is here and again a gorgeous and sunny 60 degree day! Don’t know where all that snow is. I’ve been walking outside barefoot and soaking up the sun. It’s amazing what a good sunny day will do for your mental health. Reminds me of a good cup of tea.

I’m not sure what got into me today. I was up early and proceeded to scrub every inch of my house and cupboards. I decided it was time to take all of my tea out and see what I needed and what I did not. The entire time I’m thinking, I may have a problem here. I counted 64 tins/boxes. I had to start stacking them behind each other. So no more tea for a bit, although I did just use the last Tazo Zen. Now it’s all neat and ready for an invasion of thirsty tea slugging Pirates.

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Let’s see how long it stays this neat. I cleaned out the dishwasher, the microwave, did the floors, the bath and then popped over to the neighbor’s house for some good Chai and a chat. And if that wasn’t enough the new Southern Living was in the mail, so it’s a good day so far.

I spent an hour on the phone with my sister who leaves for Miami tomorrow and then on to Curacao for the winter. In April we are going home to Mississippi to see family and eat a lot of good food.

Tommy had his blood pressure meds changed and now has to drink tons of water a day. Doctor’s orders. No more sweet tea or soda. You would have thought they were going to neuter him or something the way he carried on. He drank one glass of water and declared that was the first time he had ever drank a whole glass. Ye Gods, Man! So he’s taking his health seriously and I am so thankful for that. I mean, I married a younger man so he could eventually take care of me and that has NOT worked out. One step at a time he will get there.

Enjoy your Friday! Grace and Frankie returns tonight on Netflix so I’m a happy camper.

xx P

Four Eggs, One Ghost and a Funeral

In a blue mood today. Not an emotional blue, a beautiful blue! It could have something to do with this blue sweet pea flower tea. It’s a calming herbal blend I’m thinking of entering in the tea expo this year.

It’s early in the day and I’ve already opened two investigations and made one discovery! We went to bed way too early last night and paid for it by being up with the chickens! And Tommy had a dream that only 11 people came to his funeral. He asked me to please not let that happen. I responded with “Funeral? I wasn’t planning on having one even.” Not the correct answer. He called his cardiologist because his blood pressure was way too high and they changed his meds. And told him to cut the sweet tea! A gallon a day is excessive. With sugar.

So our new doctor is a saint and his nurse prayed with Tommy on the phone! Huge pressure off. Feeling much more hopeful now. I told you all yesterday that I was reading a book. The cover was nice, the title is While You Sleep. Mystery, thriller….anywhooo, on page 10 or so I find myself reading a very explicit few pages on what the ghost was doing to her while she slept. Sex with a ghost? Who knew that was an option even? So I read all day until I finished that one! Let’s just say he was a very considerate ghost.

Discovery Time! I have never been able to peel a hard-boiled egg. I’m left with the yolk and maybe a tiny bit of white. This morning I boiled some eggs and let them sit a bit and went back and opened the lid a bit to drain the water. Then I put the lid back on and shook the heck out of that pot and Voila! eggs peeled and whole and I felt like making a sign!

So I’m not saying a lot about the orange man serving Clemson fast food. But I knew right there that he was not a Southerner! The horror! He didn’t even try to pass them off as homemade. And even though as a Georgia fan I can’t stand Clemson, this was uncalled for. Manners people. Hospitality people. A candelabra in the middle of a Big Mac pile is just tacky as hell. They could have gone for fast food at home!

Enough ranting. It is 60 degrees and sunny today, so sorry David Payne, but no snow. And now I am off to investigate why Mitch McConnell was only in the Army for 5 weeks. Hmmm….

xx P

The Key To Keeping Your Balance Is Knowing When You’ve Lost It

What a dismal Wednesday morning! Although the weather report says we will hit 57 today, it looks awfully dark out. Morning tea is the Turmeric Soothe again. Our tummies are still rumbly here. And I’m sure my attempt at cooking chicken (eww) didn’t help. Tommy said it tasted funny and thus began the great dash for the bathroom.

Last night I dreamed I was being held hostage by Somali pirates. As head of the Pirate Nation, I was confused, but happy to be on a beach. And then I woke up with the thought “What exactly do I NEED to do today?” What do I do just because it’s expected or just because it’s become a habit or routine? I am a creature of habit. I love lists and I get upset when my schedule is disrupted. Yes, I am a control freak. But I am trying not to be.

We can’t control everything. It’s not possible. So how do I find balance between the things I can control and the things I can’t? No clue! How do you do it? Well this morning I wrote a list. Of course. On one side were the things I have total control over and on the other side the things I have no control over. The second list was longer. I hung the first one on the refrigerator and I burned the other in the sink (okay it was a small cauldron).

Did I instantly feel better? Yes and No. With so much uncertainty in our lives, both personal and worldwide, it is hard not to just stick our head in the sand and wait it all out. It’s hard to wake up everyday and not look at the world through rose-colored glasses. Reality is hard!

Balance. That’s what I’m shooting for. Not work vs. home balance. Life balance. I’m going to ponder that today. With a good book in one hand and a cup of Earl Grey in the other. That’s a good start, right?

Enjoy your day!

xx P

Wishing For Snow…or Whipped Cream

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An early morning visit to the Eye Institute did not put me in the best of moods. My appointment was 8:45 and I didn’t get in until almost 10:00. Why does every doctor’s office have only HGTV on? I personally don’t turn on the television during the daytime. And I don’t want to listen to anyone talk so early in the morning. So I was in a bad mood.

The weather is insane. One day it’s almost 70 and the next it’s 24. I’m thinking Bi-Polar. We are all a bit on edge right now, waiting for surgeries and trying not to freak out. The real Ortho surgeon called and they are setting up at the Stephenson Cancer Center for the surgery. We have dear friends who work there so I already feel better.

We may get snow this weekend. I hope so for the kids. We have a great hill to sled down on our property so we shall keep our fingers crossed.

Today my project is to tidy up the tea closets. I had a really good idea to use my empty tins! Pick up from any hardware store or craft store some strong magnets. Secure them to the back of the tin and stick them on the side of your refrigerator! Great for herbs, pens and pencils, flowers or what ever you can think of. It’s a cute look. I have one for packets of honey, one for pens and markers, on for little posies and one with those tiny air plants.

I hope you  are all safe and warm and are able to pause and have a cup of tea.

xx P

Hot Apple Spice Tea and a New Cozy!

Good Monday! Cold but sunny here finally. First let’s talk about this tea. It is Hot Apple Spice loose leaf tea from Harney & Sons. A gift from the lovely Cynthia. Since I was reading Kirsten Weiss’s new book coming on the 26th of February and it has a lot of pie in it, this was the perfect tea. It tastes and smells like the best apple pie ever. It’s naturally sweet and is full of warming,happy spices. I love it.

Pie Hard is a cozy mystery to be released next month and I loved it. If you haven’t read any of Kirsten’s books, you should. She is really good at writing cozy mysteries.

Last year Tommy bought me these little footed cups. For Christmas he gave me a matching teapot. It’s just the right size for 2 people to share tea.

Well, it finally happened to me. Someone sent me a picture of their privates. I was so shocked I immediately forwarded it to Cynthia, who wondered if I had been hacked, and my sister who wondered if I recognized it. No. Didn’t even look at it that close. Poor Cynthia, I’m so sorry! I was in shock that someone would have the audacity to send me a picture of their penis. And that is what it said. ‘My Penis”. I reported him and blocked him. I told Tommy and he said he didn’t know what to make of that but he knew the ladies at work get them a lot. I never thought I would. In hindsight I should have told him I have guns bigger than that, but then I didn’t want to have anything to do with that. I’ll take spam all day, but please do not send me pictures of your lower regions. My momma would have died on the spot.

In other thrilling news, I finished watching The Haunting of Hill House on Netflix. I can only watch it when Tommy is gone because he doesn’t like scary movies. He watched the episode where the ghost appears in the car and almost fell off the sofa. Good news on the Netflix front Grace and Frankie is back this Friday! And I am loving this Britbox thing!