Showing posts from June, 2009

Photo time!

Sorry it took me so long.

I'm feeling better now.. whacked it with lotsa lithium. Which comes with it's own baggage. :p
Bad day - deppression kicking me hard. i took xtra lithium.
Back in town. at work waiting on sandwich delivery.
Said no 2 dessert - have berries and cream back in my room!
At waffle house in g-town.
I raided supply closet - no tp. ick. didn/t get yelled at but they locked closet!
At bus station. going 2 galveston. 1 hr b4 departure.

Where's the Sacrifice?

Today I had a drug interaction. I took a chromium supplement with my lithium, and the chromium magnified the lithium side effects.

I walked around stupid all day, running into walls, running over my feet with my hand-cart at work, and hardly able to articulate my thoughts. It was pretty awful, I was happy to come home and go to bed.

So grateful that I COULD just go to bed. So grateful I don't have a child depending on me!

I took a nap for a few hours. When I woke up, I still felt fairly crappy. As I looked at my clock, I realized it was PILL TIME. I had to take more of what had made me ill, or risk getting "sick".

Days like today I can see why people give up and stop their bipolar medication. It's hard to take the long view when you forget to pull your underwear down in the bathroom, and you have to stand up again, battling dizziness, to do so. It's hard when people stare at you or you can't communicate a simple thought to a co-worker or your spouse. …

That's not going to happen

I logged into one of those "social networking" sites; my family wanted me to join so I did. I was somewhat disturbed by using my real, full name; but I want to be involved in their online adventures. I'm flattered they want me around, I wasn't easy to love for a very long time.

I logged in and was informed that I could now have people who are searching for "Houston Heather" - my blog and message board "handle" on the site, find my real name and statistics. That's not going to happen.

Earlier this year, I was harassed and threatened by some people who felt I wasn't a good wife to Ron. I dared to let him set off firecrackers, and I was "unfit". Totally disregarding the fact that my husband is a grown man who manages his business, does his own accounting, and pays all our bills; it was akin to letting a small child play with a loaded handgun.

They actually threatened to report us to adult protective services, and perhaps they…

Stood up!

I had a good pattern going, and I messed it up. I've stood poor Jesus up every day for about a week, and worse than that, when I do spend time with Him it's pretty cursory.

I'm embarrassed to admit I spent more time reading a meat cookbook in bed the other night, than I did studying my Bible! I don't know how God would feel about it, but I think Bible study/devotionals are a lot like working out. You have to get into the habit, maintain the habit, and get back in the habit if you stop.

I'm not sure how I'll tweak my schedule. I think after I get home, before watching TV, is a good possibility. First thing in the morning and last thing at night? Not working! I'm always too tired.

And poor Jesus is waiting for me... alone.

Yesterday I set the ribs on fire

Yesterday, I set the ribs on fire. Too close to the coals.

I'd gone to work, went to Walmart, gone home, and fired up the smoker I just bought. I didn't have enough room for the pork butt roast (I think they call it a picnic shoulder? It was 4 pounds) AND the "Riblets", so I put the riblets on a lower shelf, closer to the coals.

I went out to check on them and the flames were licking at the pork roast, over a foot above the ribs! I carefully moved the roast rack, retrieved the grill basket containing the riblets, and removed the still-flaming riblets to the safety of a metal pan in the yard. I'd left the metal pan there for safety purposes, good thing. A few minutes later, the riblets were still flaming, so I put them out with the hose. One riblet was somewhat salavagable, Ron ate it and proclaimed it delicious, but "I won't eat this" holding up a crispy coal that had been edible meat.

The pork roast came out great, I stabbed it and stuffed g…

You can't do that!

When I was a teenager, newly diagnosed with Fetal Alcohol Syndrome, in Special Education classes, "they" told me I'd never live independently. "They" wanted to teach me to ride the bus, a task I figured out on my own. "They" wanted me in subsidized housing.

Don't get me wrong, I have no issues with subsidized housing. People need a safe place to live; and if they can't afford it due to disability, ignorance, or high cost of living, then by all means support them. The nice thing about the program is that it takes 30% of your income, so you're not getting it for free. [shrug] If I ever truly needed help with housing, I'd do it.

In fact, I was on Medicare briefly to pay for my wisdom teeth. The case worker said I could get food stamps, but I told her "I have enough to eat, thank you" and declined. "They" would have been horrified.

"They" would have told me that being bipolar and FAS, I was doomed to a…

Here's the mockingbird

A fan mail to Western Safety

I am hoping you'll put this up on the board somewhere so the wonderful people who made item 45735 (the 16" wide wheelchair) can read this.

My husband is blind. He was in an accident, had a stroke, and now has peripheral nerve disease. He can't really walk outside of our home. We were going on a cruise this year and realized his old wheelchair would never make the trip. The chair would have to get shoved on and off a cab, into a plane's cargo hold, out of the cargo hold, through an airport, under a bus, out from under the bus... you get the idea. It would also have to be a comfortable ride for him, and easy pushing for me.

We bought your 16" wide wheelchair from Harbor Freight tools, just for the trip. I'm happy to announce it performed perfectly. It survived very rough handling without a scratch, easy to push, easy to ride, squashed up nice and neat to fit at the foot of his bed, easy enough for him to push himself around (and he's only got o…


"The Only Good Use for Bread!"

Hi honey im home. back in h-town.
In el paso.
At lax thru sec. be home @ 8
Hi got up @ 5, ran, saw dolphins. hips down half inch. ate s-f cake w lunch. it was ok but no more not worth it. goin 4 walk pics later - h
Ate lunch beef n chik. good
Hi got to la fine bags n chair too ron teasing miss u all hugs .. H