They Deep Fry BACON Now?????

I should be in bed. I’m not. And I’m sure I’ll feel it tomorrow.  I’m one of those people that needs lots of sleep. 
Instead, I’m sitting here eating cereal watching a show on the Travel Channel about fried food.  Somehow, this is my life, and I’m great with it.  Did you know they batter and deep fry bacon now???  It’s wrong on so many levels….
I do have a new object of lust in my life.  Meet ‘Rainbow’

Blc. Lawless Zauberflote ‘Rainbow’

Gorgeous, isn’t she?  I think I may have to have her.  (Greedy aren’t I?)

This morning: Sorry, I got a fatal error last night and didn’t care to go back.   Instead, I went to bed, but still didn’t fall asleep till 11:00.  Damn you, Mt. Dew!
Kidlet woke up at 4:30a.m.  Although she didn’t stay awake, I woke up bargaining with God saying, “Don’t you think 4:30a.m. is a LITTLE excessive to have the sun start coming up?”  I quickly followed it with a chorus of “What do I know?  I’m just the little guy.” –So I don’t have to worry about getting hit by lightning today.
I fell asleep with a strong new idea in my head.  “What is love?”  I realized love is when you send your hubby to the store with “cups” and “dental floss” on the list and he comes back with cups in your favorite color and the exact brand and flavor of dental floss you use.  It’s the small stuff.  It’s letting me sleep in at least one day during the weekend.  It’s making supper most nights.  It’s him going garage saleing to a few sales I can’t make on a Friday morning because I have to work.  I went to sleep last night realizing that I’m pretty damn lucky.  I also went to sleep grateful that I realized this without something bad happening first to trigger it.  I don’t say it enough…thank you.
On a completely different note….we got a bag-less vacuum cleaner.  I’m not sure about it.  With pets in the house it’s a bit like spinning really dirty cotton candy.  It works great, I just don’t like touching the result.  Hmmm….
Okay, off to start my day.  My chores are mostly done at least.   Lots of rain expected tonight.  I love rain. 

Addition to the Orchid Family

BLC Crowfield \'Mendenhall\'

BLC Crowfield ‘Mendenhall’

Welcome this new addition to my Cattleya Family.  It’s just a baby in a 2″ container, but with some TLC, I should get blooms in 3 years.  One color left to get and I’m done.   Really…..
I had a Twitter friend make a great Browser User Interface for me.  I’ve figured out how to tweak it and have made progress.  I’ll unvail it soon!  Thanks so much @linksmonkey!
Today has been really nice.  Hubby took kidlet with him this morning while he did some camp stuff and I unintentionally slept until 10:00a.m.  Whoops!  We had lunch and went to Elvis’s parents.  Grandma bought some great clothes for kidlet at some garage sales!  I’m so excited!  Kidlet is quickly growing out of her 18 mos. pants and PJ’s, so the 2T stuff is greatly appreciated.
Even though tomorrow is Memorial Day, Hubby has to work some.  It’s okay.  I have off work and Day Care is closed, so it will be kidlet and I.  The day should still be fun though.
That’s all for now.  Off to bed for me!

Are Wii sore?

Yes.  Hell yes.  For those who don’t know, we got a Wii Thurs. night.  Wow.  I’m mean, it’s great!  It’s a blast, but where’s the warning saying that you will hurt the next morning?  Hello, Surgeon General-wanna get on this?
I have a Wii Fit and Wii Play on it’s way to me.  I’ve decided in lieu of these great workouts already, we’re cancelling our membership at the YMCA Tues.  We don’t get there anyway.  And now that I can look like an idiot in the privacy of my own home and feel the results the next day, I’m happy.  That will save us over $300 a year.  Yay!  Hubby likes the idea as well….for now.
Kidlet had a fever yesterday which broke after she woke up.  So, knowing that work was (hopefully) going to be busier with the Holiday Weekend, I bit my lip, got ready for work and took her to Day Care.  Day Care called about a 1/2 hour after I dropped her off.  Her fever was back.  My boss was not  happy, but I had to take care of her, so we enjoyed the day together at home.  Her fever broke for good mid morning.  She still has a cough and runny nose though…and an attitude this morning.  We’ll get through it though. 
On the Orchid Front, I’m pursuing 2 more colors of Cattleyas and ending the buying run.  That will fill my available shelf space.  I’ll be happy.  I already obsess over them each night looking at their new growths.  Stop laughing. It’s not nice.
We watched “Juno” from Netfix last night.  LOVED IT!  5 stars!!!  It was great!
Guess that’s all for now.  We’re hosting a BBQ later tonight for a few staff members here at Camp helping my Hubby already.  That means Slush Punch tonight!  Yay!

Orchid Diaries

Here are pics of the Cattleya Orchids I currently have.  I figure this way it will make pointing and laughing at my lack of a life more easy and amusing.

C. Mini \'Candy Tuff\' Cattleya

Cattleya Mini ‘Candy Tuff’

LC \'Long River Compton\'

LC ‘Long River Compton’

BLC Chia Lin \'New City\'

BLC Chia Lin ‘New City’

Blc. King of Taiwan \'Da Shin\' #1


BLC King of Taiwan ‘Da Shin’ #1

LC Llory Ann \'Paradise\'

LC Llory Ann ‘Paradise’

Blc. Lawless Zauberflote \'Rainbow\'

Blc. Lawless Zauberflote ‘Rainbow’

Lc. Koolau Seagull x Blc. Edisto New Berry
Lc. Koolau Seagull x Blc. Edisto New Berry

Blc. Crowfield \'Mendenhall\'

Blc. Crowfield ‘Mendenhall’

These are all pics of the blooms they will produce as I thought it would be more interesting than looking at green plants. 😛
This is it for now.  Hope you’re not in boredom-induced coma. 🙂 This is just my life at the moment. 🙂

Weaning Meany

This week has been a week of changes.  Kidlet took her first couple of steps on Monday without holding on to anything.  Nothing since though, but I think she’s close.
In the meantime, I had started a bad habit of giving her milk at night while she was sick because I was afraid that she wasn’t getting enough nourishment during the day.  Now she wakes up just for the milk.
We stopped that Monday night.  That lead to 2 hours of screaming, and me feeling a but sleep deprived Tuesday.  Last night she fussed for Hubby for about 2 minutes and went back to sleep.  She did wake up at 5:00a.m. and I gave her some milk then because she went to bed at 6:30p.m. last night so she was due.  I think we’re gonna be okay now. 
Next think to tackle is the Nuk.  I’ll do that in a couple weeks.  In the meantime, we’ll keep working on walking.
Wish us luck!

Frank-ly Speaking

I was reminded of a person that had a strong influence in my life for playing a minor role.  It brought a smile to my face.
His name was Frankie Singleton and he was mentally handicapped.  He worked as a Janitor in the Courthouse where my dad works.  I’d come in as a kid and he always had a smile on his face, the Brewer stats in his head and an Elvis song in his mouth.  I don’t believe he had the capacity to feel sad.  He would greet whoever he met with “You look like a Moooovie Star.”   He was an amazing spirit.  He was fishing one day and tripped as he got out of his boat.  He hit his head on a rock and died.  That was 1997.  I was crushed when I found out.  The local paper did a 2-page spread on him and the radio station recorded a CD of Elvis tunes to play at his wake.  It was very hard for me to see. 
It amazes me to this day what a large influence he had on so many having such a minor job in life.  He was truly amazing and I miss him.  I can only hope to positively affect at least 1/2 the people he did in my lifetime.
I also realized that I’m looking forward to passing.  Not in a I’m-going-to-do-anything way.  Just in the “I’m not scared and I wonder what’s around the corner” way.  I also realized that it’s very taboo to say something like that.  Oh well.  In the meantime, I’m happy being here too and learning what I need to…I just love looking forward, that’s all. 
As of today I have new goals.  I don’t want to say too much at this point for risking me not going about it the right way and losing everything.  I have a husband and friends that support me and hopefully one that will join me when/if he is ready.  I’m very excited even though this may be 5 or even 10 years down the road (although hopefully not THAT long).  I really believe it’s gonna happen.  This is what I love about life. 
That’s all that’s in my head at the moment.  Probably a good thing….

Home Sweet Home

Today there was a Baby Shower for my God Son that brought me back to my hometown.  I got in early and stopped by my parents.  We had a nice time visiting and then it was off to the Shower.  That also was a good time, even though Kidlet wanted to spend the majority of it walking (with my help.)  I found out she likes pineapple, blueberries and cantaloupe today.  (Thanks Buffet!)
The best part of my day was the drive right after that back through my hometown.  It drew up feelings of Homesickness for the 1st time since I left in 2002.  My heart is telling I belong back there.  That’s a welcome feeling considering my husband is open to the idea in a couple of years.  We’ll need a couple of years to prepare anyway.  What I’m even more excited about is how my heart/gut is leading me to new ideas, new goals and new dreams.  Furthermore, I’m excited that my gut is telling me it’s obtainable. 
On the same note, I’m getting a phone call tomorrow on this subject. (More details to come later.)  Look out future!  Here I come!
“Some believe in Destiny and some believe in Fate.  I believe that Happiness is something we Create.  You best believe I’m not gonna wait!” -Sugarland

Into Every Life a Little Rain Must Fall

Today makes 4 years since my mom passed.  It’s not a subject I talk about much.  Frankly, there’s not much to tell.  Surprisingly even after 4 years today got to me. 
For those that don’t know, my mom suffered from Clinical Depression and Alcoholism all my life.  We never had a real relationship and I have no idea who my “real mom” ever was.   There was 23 years of very hard times, but it was days like these that I can only seem to remember her large happy glazed eyes first thing in the morning, or her waiting by the kitchen table full of presents every morning of my Birthday.  Those are the brief moments I miss.  It was those fleeting moments that I got a glimpse of what having a “normal mom” was like. 
My mom called a day before her death and left a message begging for me to call her.  She was in the midst of a move from an apartment in which she had lived for 8 years into a different place.  I callously brushed her off promising that I would call her when she was moved in.  I never got that chance. 
My mom knew her fate.  She yelled at her brother and parents for trying to unpack her things.  She wanted them left.  She had other things planned.  She always made a bid deal out of Birthdays.  My Grandma’s Birthday was right around the corner.  She apologized to my Grandma citing previous years when my mom had made a cake and they celebrated together.  She told my Grandma that she wasn’t going to be around for that year’s celebration, and again she apologized.  My Grandma didn’t think much of it thinking that my mom must have an appointment that day and wouldn’t be able to come up.  Mom’s wake was on Grandma’s Birthday. 
The weight of the world topped with a forced move, a mental illness and alcoholism got to be too much for my mom to handle after 23 years.  She decided that night that she would take a bottle of tranquilizers, a bottle of blood pressure lowering meds and wash it down with a bottle of alcohol.  She fixed her hair and laid down on the living room floor to drift off to “sleep.”
It was my Grandparents that found her the next day after they had tried to call and there was no answer.  My mom had meant for a Social Worker to find her as she had an appt. with one at 10:00 the next morning. 
I don’t write this looking for pity.  Even though my mom committed suicide, I know that she was supposed to “go home.”  If God didn’t want her, he wouldn’t have taken her.  Simple as that.  Further more, I know she’s in heaven, because even despite the hell she lived, she never lost focus of God–even when He didn’t “answer” her prayers and cure her.  She never lost her faith…just her way. 
What I’m left with on rare days like these is a sense of longing.  I long a sense of closure in the torrentialy tumultuous relationship she and I had.  I long for a hug from her to know that we’re okay.  None of those things got resolved and maybe that’s what hurts if anything….not having that last minute to at least end things neutrally…even if that means to agree to disagree.  If there’s any wish in my heart.  That would be it.
Finally, am I mad?  No.  I want the best for my mom.  Under these circumstances, her death was probably it.  I don’t mean to sound harsh. I just mean that it’s the relief from the hell she lived for so many years, and regardles of how she died, she earned that.  She deserves that. 
So Mom, wherever you are.  I still love you.  I always will.  And I hope the next time I see you we can spent sometime together and I can get to know the “real” you.

Musical Memories

Not much going on at the present moment.  I survived “Black Monday” at the Floral Shop with 3 complaints from Mother’s Day, which is not bad at all considering we literally had hundreds of orders. 
Since then, it’s been housework and dealing with an unusually whiny and clingy kidlet.  Not sure what’s going on there….
In the meantime, I’ve been pondering a lot of things.  One of which is the scariness of the current world.  Maybe it’s just me, but Cyclones, Tornadoes, Earthquakes and Wild Fires….not to mention rising prices on everything and a dramatic increase in the number of hungry people in the world….  Maybe it’s the news trying to get ratings, but this is the first time in my life where I’ve actually felt a little scared watching the news at night. 
On a much lighter note, I’ve also been thinking about how certain songs bring you back in a second to a past time or place.  Even better some songs remind you of someone.  I love this phenomenon.  I love hearing “Gin Blossoms” and being carried back to my parents house and that neighborhood in my mind, or “Shania Twain” (barf) and being taken back to the bathroom on E Floor of Shoemaker Hall at my college.  Songs are so powerful that way.  I love that.
I then got to thinking….I wonder what songs remind people of me?  (yikes)  Maybe it’s best I don’t find out. 
Well, off to get through this afternoon and look forward to the reward of Season Finales on TV.  It doesn’t take much to make me happy. 

Happy Mother’s Day!

If you’re a mom and you’re reading this….Happy Mother’s Day!   Unfortunately, my Mom passed away almost 4 years ago (May 16th, 2004).  It sucks sometimes, but I also know that she is in a better place and now she’s always with me.   In any case, Happy Mother’s Day, Mom!
I spent yesterday replacing some plants in my gardens.  We also shopped at Menards and Aldi’s (for groceries.)  We then went out to eat for Mother’s Day and came home and got kidlet to bed. 
I was tucked into the couch, watching Nascar, a laptop on my lap ready for the night, and my cell rang.  It was Amie and she wanted to know if I wanted to go out.  I hesitated…but Hubby insisted that I go and have some fun.  I went out and met the group at a local bar and had a good time.  I also played responsible and came home at 10:30….prude, I know.  But I wanted to be able to enjoy Mother’s Day instead of being hungover and tired.
As for today, Hubby greeted me with breakfast after I got to sleep in and gave me a card from kidlet which he had her sign with her hand prints in paint.  I love it!  They will also be getting me the book “The Last Lecture” when they can find (as stores have been sold out).  Hubby remembers me saying “I want that” after I saw it on TV.  He’s so awesome! 
Kidlet is laying down at the moment.   When she wakes, we’ll get her lunch and hubby is going to take her into town to do some shopping and visit his mom.  This will give me sometime to perhaps do more gardening or just relax.  I need to savor this as this is the last quiet weekend around here for a long time. –It’s the perils of living in a Boy Scout Camp in Summer. 

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