Long, long time

I can't remember the last time I posted anything. I guess trying to update on all the things that have happened would take more than just a blog post. As the picture shows, Abbie is growing quickly. She is in the first grade and is such a joy and blessing. I now work at a Supercenter again and could not be happier. Just a whole different feel than what I had been working in. I hope to get back to posting, crossing my fingers to try and keep at it, if anyone is listening...

 

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Thunder up!

Amber and I got to go to a Thunder game a couple of weeks ago. It was her first time to go to a game. Durantula had 45 points against the Spurs, but we missed a 3 late and lost a tough one. I loved the game, but when I would cheer and look over at Amber for her reaction, some of the time she would say "I missed it." She was more interested on people watching than basketball watching. We both had a good time, and with the playoffs around the corner, it is real fun following KD and the Thunder.



I am going to try and get back to blogging more, good or bad as that may be.

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Random Mowing thoughts

I was able to mow today, finally.  As usual, I had some random thoughts while mowing.  First of all, while I was mowing in the backyard I had the thought that the Everglades had been moved to OKC and placed in my backyard.  What a swamp!  I can not remember mowing this late in September with the grass so green and thick.  The other thing that had me thinking was something that some may find crass or gross.  I have rarely passed up an opportunity to be crass and gross so read on at your own discretion.  As I was mowing I looked down and saw dog poop on TOP of the mower.  This was not because it had been thrown there by the wheels, it was because of how high the grass was.  That is no small feat.  If you have not seen Little Al,the "little" is a misnomer.  He is 120 lbs and can do serious damage in the natural fertilizer department.  Some of the landmines he has dropped have brought the phrase "hemorrhoidal discomfort" to mind.  Suffice it to say, the grass had to be tall and strong to hold up under the strain.  Anyway, the yard is chopped down for now and I have had some more goofy random things to talk about.

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Al and Me

Tonight Amber and I watched "Marley and Me." I am always leery of movies about dogs because they usually make me feel very sad. I am sure most people, especially those who feel it is odd to call the family dog "brother" or some other family-based reference, would not be touched by this type of movie. I, on the other hand, am one that sees my dog as my first child and my daughter's big brother. If you think that is weird, so be it. Anyway, "Marley and Me" had us both balling our eyes out. I cried more thinking about when Al dies than from the movie itself. Again, I realize most rational people think I am an idiot for acting out like this about a dog. To answer that I ask you these questions: What friend/spouse/child have you ever seen that was always, ALWAYS, happy to see you when you walked in the door? What friend/spouse/child has never, and will never hold a grudge when they have been wronged? I think of all the times that I have come home and Al is there happy to see me and I flat ignore him, and at some point I will come home and he will not be there. That kills me inside.
Have you ever heard that petting a dog lowers your blood pressure?Let me illustrate like this: Abbie has been struggling with sleeping in her bed in her own room, to help soothe her I asked if she would want to have "brother" in the room with her. She said yes and after moving his bed in her room and coaxing him in there, she calmed down and went to sleep. Not because "the dog" was there with her, her brother was with her. I would not have felt like this when I was younger. But, Al is going to be 10 next year. He has been a part of our lives for almost as long as we have been married. I could go on, but I am sure that most of

you think this is a ridiculous post, and if you do, it is your loss. To the rest of you, "Marley and Me" is a real tear-jerker, but really made me think about my baby boy.

Mother's Day

Happy Mother's day (yesterday) to all the Moms out there.  We had family over on Saturday and Sunday and had a great weekend with everyone.  Jami, Scott, Mom and the kids came up on Saturday.  It was the first time they had been to our home in OKC (mom's 2nd).  The kids had a great time playing in the playroom and out in the backyard.  We had a good time, too.  Jami seemed pretty relaxed even with her boards coming this week.  I am sure she will rock the house as she always does.  Abbie was almost attached at the hip to Rosie.  They really seem to be two peas in a pod.  Abbie is a follower and Rosie loves to have a follower.  As they left, I mentioned that the kids would probably be asleep before they left the city.  Mom told me last night that I was right on the money, they had a quiet drive home.  Amber's sister and her family and Mom and Dad came over yesterday after worship.  We ate and played some games and Abbie was definitely attached to Jake's hip.  She just would not give him any space.  I think he liked the attention at first, but it seemed a bit much after awhile.  As far as Mother's Day sentiments,  I was touched at worship by something my brother-in-law said.  He lost his mother when he was a teen.  During the service he was talking about what blessings Mothers are and I mentioned to Amber that it must be hard for him to do that.  At the end of the service he said to be sure and show your mother you love her because you may not always have the chance.  Coming from him, that really choked me up.  I love my mom very much and now that I have a child, I love my mom more and more, because I know how much she cares for me.  OK, I am done with the sentimental stuff.  I hope everyone had a great Mother's day.

The Burdens of being Perceptive

Here is a little glimpse into the aggravations caused by noticing when things are not right.  I have talked before about how I have a fear of writing something on my blog that is grammatically incorrect or even spelled wrong.  I have found another issue.  I really enjoy watching the TV show House.  I like the lead character and the medicine stuff is cool, too.  I was just watching the most recent episode and I caught something that bugged me.  In the episode House is struggling with insomnia.  He (House) asks his friend Dr. Wilson for sleeping pills and Wilson writes him a prescription.  Here is the rub, when House picks up the prescription they show a glimpse of the bottle.  I, being the pharmacist that I am, stop the show and pause it on the label so I can see what it says.  Here is what was on it: Zolpidem 200mg #30 take one capsule three times a day until gone.  Now, any pharmacist will get a kick out of the numerous mistakes with this rx. Zolpidem is generic Ambien and IS used for insomnia, but it is only available in 5mg and 10mg Tablets and would only be taken once a day at bedtime only as needed.  I doubt that 200mg of Zolpidem three times a day was even tried in clinical trials. Also, when House shook the bottle it was full of tablets and not capsules.  I was shocked and disappointed that such an error would be allowed on a show that seems to place a high value on being medically relevant and factual.  Granted, pharmacists obsessive like myself are probably the only ones who stopped the show to read the label.  It is maddening sometimes to have the urge to correct things and make sure what I say and do are correct.  In my job, I am thankful for it, but I feel a little overly obsessive sometimes.