Update On Father-In-Law (All Hell Broke Loose)

Well some of you know by one of my earlier post that my Father-In-Law was diagnosed with Mantel Cell Lymphoma stage B (cancer and it is not curable.) If you didn’t know, you can go here and read the first post on this.

My Father-In-Laws treatments were going okay, he wasn’t getting sick or anything and yesterday all Hell Broke Loose!!!!

Logan and I were on our way to pick my father-in-law and my one sister-in-law up yesterday, when I didn’t see them outside I just felt something was wrong. My sister-in-law L came out and told me “Dad wasn’t breathing well and turned white as a ghost.” Oh Crap! I thought, so I parked the car and went in with Logan.

To make a long story short they rushed him to the hospital yesterday, his body wasn’t getting enough oxygen and was starting to shut down. They got him stabilized lastnight and this morning we got a call that his Kidneys had failed. Oh Sh….. !! this time I thought, well I might have actually said that out loud.

By this afternoon they said after a bunch of test his body was stabilizing again and everything was working on it’s own, even the kidneys, but only at 16%. All the test they ran they couldn’t tell why exactly the kidneys were reacting this way, but they would probably release him tomorrow if his body continued improving and being strong like it was.

So we got a call about 2 hours ago from a family member who has been at the hospital forever, all the kids have been rotating so someone is always there. my father-in-laws stomach is huge bloated and as hard as a rock and they don’t know why. My husband and his one brother along with a couple of sisters headed down there.

They were going to be taking him in for X-rays to see now what in the world is going on. I have not heard anything yet.

Mom, Me and The Horses We Loved (Part 2 0f 2)

Okay, this is the second story to go along with my first one written around June 21st, sorry it took me so long for this one. I have been blogging away about everything else I guess.

So mom and I decided to go on this 6 hour trail ride, okay at the time we didn’t know it would be 6 hours. This was in Creswell Oregon several years ago, way up in the mountains, where there is so much national forest land it is amazing.

So the first thing we came across was this very old homestead, still had the little cabin and fenced coral, etc. It was so cool and so small, I remember thinking how it was that people actually were able to live there. You had to duck to get through the door and trust me I am no 6 ft tall or anything.

Then we found this place that opened up to these beautiful grassy hills that you could look over some other mountains and forest land with some huge oak and what looked to be apple trees. This is where our fun begins and I become the butt of the joke literally.

Safara my bay mare had been in a mood that day, still enjoying the ride, but she was quite testy and as soon as she would think I wasn’t paying attention she would try to escape or do something like jump over absolutely nothing. I realized the little jerk was just trying to get me off her back. I guess she thought if she could do that she would be wild and free for a moment.

Well as the case most of the time mom and I found something to start laughing about and then it became hysterical to us. Well Safara sensing I was in tears laughing so hard and not in control as I should be, started that trot that is made to keep you out of control. You know the one , very choppy hard to stay on, very fast but not quite a gallop or run, that kind of trot.

So there I am trying to hang on for dear life, passing up my mom and her horse and seeing this very big, very low tree in my view and laughing uncontrollably still. Yes I was still laughing when I realized my horse the little fart was going to take me right under it. Okay I am sure she wanted to go right under it and me come right off from a branch.

All I could hear above my own laughter was that of my moms, yeah she wasn’t a lot of help. I did notice my mom started to laugh even harder if that was possible. So here I am now face to face with that tree and yep here goes Safara right under that bad boy. As fast as I could move I was on the side of the saddle leaning over as far as I could without falling on my face.

So I get the little nightmare under control finally, without falling off I might add and let me tell you I am not happy at this point, all laughter now gone. I whisper to my horse that I, not her am the smarter of the two of us and if she ever tries that again I will be writing down numbers to glue factories.

Well here comes my mom, oh yes still laughing trying to tell me something and then starts laughing all over again. That catchy kind of laugh where you start laughing too and you don’t even know why. So my mom the loving woman she is begins to tell me that is was the funniest thing she ever saw when Safara and I passed her up. I reminded her I could have been killed ( okay, not really) but it sounded good.

She says “wait I’m not done.” I am mortified to this day at what my mom says next. ” Both you and Safara’s butts were so in sink in that horrible trot bouncing back and forth so fast and choppy, they looked almost the same, it was the funniest thing I ever saw when you and Safara passed me.”

You have heard of owners looking like their dogs and visa versa, well here it is folks owner and horse butts that look alike. I am not exactly sure what my mom was trying to say that day about my butt. lol
No really in my moms behalf I am sure it did look pretty flippin funny, because it felt like it.

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Starbucks Closing 600 Stores – What ???

Starbucks Corp. announced yesterday they will be closing 600 stores through out the United States in the next year.

ARE YOU KIDDING ME !!! What is the world coming to, do they not realize how many people survive by caffeine alone? Starbucks is soooo good, expensive, but yummy. I can just see the whole blogging world sluggish do to the lack of Starbucks coffee. oh yeah, I am bumming big time over this.

Five Hour Fishing Woes (Humor)

Well we had a nice little mini vacation the weekend before Memorial Day, going about 4 hours up north and I ending up with a nice little souvenir.

So you have heard the term farmers tan, golfers tan, etc. well I guess you could call mine dumb ass tan.

Anyway we were up fishing in McGregor & the sun was out, but it was also very very windy which made it quite cool. I found this little cubby hole where I could fish & the wind was not hardly blowing there. Unlike the other little secluded place from the wind I found or so I thought and when I cast my line, YEP up into the tree it went. Of course it happened right when this boat of three fishermen came up. well I saved everything, but my leech, well everything but saving face I guess.

So anyway this nifty little place I found was perfect, I even caught a snake sized northern, after 5 hours of fishing, I might add. I had on a black sweat shirt, because when I had to head out to go get more bait (which was often) it was cold.

Well when we were done & out of the sun for about an hour I happened to look down at my hands, yep bright red. It looked like I had some kind of skin disease, at that point my mom said wow honey you are really sunburned. So I was burnt from just the upper wrists down & I decided to look in a mirror & to my horror my face was bright red burnt , but not all of it. My right side got more sun than the left, but only half of my forehead got anything. Well now it is dark and you can imagine what it looks like.

You know I do not consider myself a vane person, but I told my husband I am going to a tanning booth to try and blend.

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Breaking News – Public Apology Yes or No

I get so tired of just keeping my mouth shut about certain things in life that really bother me. So here it it goes.
On another sight they had mentioned that Florida had recently given a public apology for slavery and yes I looked it up and verified it, but this was the question they posted:

Should The United States Issue A Public Apology For Slavery?

I answered absolutely not, it’s 2008 get over it !! now before some of you get your panties in a bunch let me explain a few things.

First I am not a racist nor do I ever plan on being one, that is a whole other topic.

My point is this:

Have we issued a public apology to the American Indians, for taking their land, etc ? Oh we have given them their casinos and reservations, BIG WOOP !
Have we issued a public apology to the American Jews, because we were so slow to act, that had we been quicker we could have saved half of their relatives?

Why would we want to open up this can of worms, when there has been so many that have been affected by things. Some of the things that our forefathers, ancestors and Government has done were awful, but these things happened soooooo many years ago.

You can not single out one American race to give an apology to and not the others, that is wrong. If you do you are saying what exactly? That one race is better than another, that one American race, because of what happened way in the past is able to use that excuse to get more things and do more than any other American? Are you saying that what one race went through was way worse then the ones listed above and others?

We all work, pay taxes, live in this country as one country, it’s time we start acting like it.

I want as much time and energy that is focused on slavery to be focused on things at hand.

I WANT TO KNOW ABOUT:

What is being done about our economy going to hell in a hand basket and very quickly.
Someone tell me what is being done about these awful gas prices that are only suppose to get worse.
Finding ways to help our unemployment rate and all the poor people out of work that is sky rocketing monthly.
Who’s putting energy into fighting for grocery prices, that buying milk and a bag of potato chips is like buying gold.
These are the things I want focused on, these are the things we all need answers to and this is what people should be focusing on.

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Your Gas Stations Have Their Eyes On You

Do Soaring gas prices have you thinking about ripping of a tank of gas?

I guess according to our paper and some statistics some drivers are doing that very thing, a lot more drivers than ever are now.

 

We all know about drive-off gas thieves at the gas pump, but since the sky rocket in gas prices there seems to be an all time high of this occurrence, all over the place.

So gas station owners are starting to install camera systems that are designed to record your plates and some owners are starting to write down license plate numbers, some only do those plates that are linked to people that look like they are up to something, while other owners have taken to writing down every vehicles plates.

Wow what a mess, how time consuming and can be costly, but I suppose not as costly as people time after time driving off without paying for their gas.

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Bad Luck Or Gene Pool?

These events actually happened. I was there for some of them and they are a true account of the events. My best friend wrote down these accounts that happened with her family and sent them to me, bringing back memories I found myself lmao, when I was reading them and had to post it.(actual id censored for anonymity)

While on an extended road trip, I witnessed a very close relative ask her husband why there were speed bumps before each toll booth. He responded nonchalantly, “That’s so blind people will know when they have to slow down and pay a toll”. (I’m not kidding!). She responded that that was a very good idea. After he and I erupted into laughter and about 3 or 4 miles down the road, she reached over and slugged him in the arm as hard as she could.

This same close relative was in a panic one day because the brand new vacuum cleaner her husband had bought her was busted and he was gonna KILL her! I quickly detected the problem was fixable by simply removing the pair of underwear from the hose.

Another close relative was in a panic one day because HER vacuum cleaner was busted. Once again, I came to the rescue…the solution: replace the over-full bag!

A different close relative was sitting in the waiting room of her doctor’s office when another patient wanting to kill some time with conversation asked her, “I like your perfume, what is it called?” To which this person replied (obviously without realizing it)…are you ready? “Cocaine”. I know, I know, cocaine, opium, it’s all the same, right?

A friend of mine asked a close relative of mine what the name of the disease was that she was just diagnosed with. She answered: “FeelMyVagina”. Can’t figure that one out? What she meant to say was “Fibromyalgia”.

Yet another close relative refused to wake up and go into the truck stop for a pit-stop after we’d been travelling 5 hours non-stop. She was grumpy and irritable and I knew she’d have to go 15 minutes after we got going again, so I made a sign and stuck it to the car window while she slept and we took care of business, it read: Knock three times for a good time.

No, we’re not from West Virginia, and no, I don’t THINK anyone married people they met at their family reunions…hhhmmm…that’s another story, I suppose.

Mom, Me and The Horses We Loved (part 1 of 2)

I was sitting here missing my mom in Florida, as usual and remembering our time with our horses. Man, those are some memories, some hilarious, some adventurous and some well let’s just say the injuries were not the happiest of memories for us.

One time we were camping at the Rogue River outside Gold Beach, Oregon and decided to go horseback riding way up in the woods, which was all National Forest land. We saw a lot that day. One of the very first things we saw was where a poacher had shot a little spike buck and left him there to rot. Don’t know if the poacher had been interrupted and running for his life or what, but it seemed such a horrible waste.

I should mention too that up where we were riding was a herd of wild horses, beautiful herd with that very beautiful stallion like you see on the movies. Yes and he too acquired a lot of his herd by helping himself to others trained pets. People would report that once their horses got loose and would start to run with him they could never get them to come back no matter how trained and gentle the horses had been. Can’t really say I blame the horses.

Well we did not see the wild herd that day, but I knew my horse Safara a big beautiful mare knew he was around. You could just tell and yes she became a little bit of a handful. I have no doubt given the opportunity she would have run off to join him that day with or without me on the saddle.

Another thing is that if you have ever lived in Oregon you learn that if you want to do anything you do it in the rain. If not you will be stuck indoors most of your life there, in the summer though it is mostly a warm rain, thank goodness for that.

Which brings me to the next part of my story: We Got Soaked!!!! Oh yeah the sky started to open up and that’s all she wrote. We were in a full blown down poor, I don’t just mean wet I mean soaked. When we got back not only were our clothes having their own little streams running down, but so were our saddles. The rain had started when we were way up the mountain and we knew we still had the ride back, so why not just stay up in the woods and enjoy ourselves.

We still had a very fun time though, we always usually did. Which will bring about the next adventure that we had with our horses that I will write about soon. the next one is a little more on the hilarious side or so my mom thought, because of coarse I and my horse were at the butt of it.

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Changing Of Blog Sight

Just wanted to let you know:

My older post under wblmom have had my blog page as toddleryears.blogtoolkit.com this blog page no longer exists.

I have a new blog sight instead http://everythingdaze.blogspot.com I will do my best to change the post that have the old blogsight url on them as soon as I can.

Thanks A Bunch

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What You Didn’t Know About Dishwasher Detergent

All The years of cleaning I have done and all the different products I have tried and tried again, I never knew one little product could be so awesome.
My mom called me the other night and said Laurie I have found a cleaner for bathrooms that is so awesome you wont believe it, she said it is automatic dishwasher detergent (powder).
She had been trying and trying to get the bathroom clean and to no avail, it is my Grandpa’s place and is older so the bathroom never really looks clean, even right after you just cleaned it.
Anyway my mom and even my dad had tried every kind of cleaner they could think of with brand new scrubbies and not much happened.
Finally my mom thought you know ………………….

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