Supercalifragilistic...

...hemochromatosis.

If you have it and ignore, you might just get cirrhosis.

If I hear it oft enough, I know I'll have neurosis.

Supercalifragilistic hemochromatosis!

 

The latest chapter in my Old Egg saga.  I won't bore you with the details...if I haven't already.  I just want to ask for prayers and positive thoughts on Wednesday, when I will be having minor surgery.  The phlebotomy treatment for the hemochromatosis is not working out so well, so I'm having a portacath implanted so that it can be used for removing blood rather than constantly fighting to find a vein.

 

And since I had to stop my blood thinners (taken for yet another Old Egg malady) leading up to the surgery, I get to inject myself in the stomach twice a day instead till it's all over!  Yippee! 

 

photo credit: ActuSoins

 

I had to do quite the internet image search to find a photo of an attractive abdomen being injected.  Most of the photos I found looked much more like mine...doughy and flabby!  I just couldn't subject you all to that.  :)

 

Cloud Atlas the movie...

I wrote awhile back about reading Cloud Atlas by David Mitchell before the movie came out.

 

 

Well, I finished two parts of the book.  Then my work schedule changed, and I started falling asleep whenever I tried to read.

 

So the movie came out this weekend, and I talked my son into going to see it with me today.  I thought that seeing the movie might help me make more sense of the book.

 

No such luck.  I found it incredibly frenetic and hard to follow.  And I found its description of 'An exploration of how the actions of individual lives impact one another in the past, present and future, as one soul is shaped from a killer into a hero, and an act of kindness ripples across centuries to inspire a revolution,' to fall pretty far from the mark.  There didn't seem to be much growth or even relativity along the progression...rather depressing to think that mankind could learn and change so little.

 

After reading the reviews, it makes me want to go back and give the book another try...if only to see if the movie did it justice or an injustice.

 

Maybe next year.

Happy Birthday to me...

 

Can you guess my age?

 

I was annoyingly celebratory today.  I told everyone I encountered that it was my birthday...starting with the policeman who pulled me over first thing this morning for having a burned-out headlight.  I did manage to wait until I was thanking him for just giving me a warning.  I took all my birthday cards to work to put all over my desk.  I happily displayed my jack-o-lantern mini cake that my bosses' wife brought me. I worked hard and rewarded myself with chocolate.  I came home to flowers.

 

Now it's time to file this one away.  But I think I'll enjoy the speed-limit postings all year.  :)

 

Bat-tastic...

Here's a little project I've been quite looking forward to.  You may have to enlarge the photo to see it well.

It's a Martha Stewart idea that I first saw on Pinterest.  (If you need an invitation to Pinterest, just let me know in a comment.) 

I needed Carey to 'help' me put up some file wall pockets at the office this weekend, so I figured he could 'help' me put this up too.  What can I say?  He's my partner in crime.

Mr. B is bat-phobic.  I can hardly wait to see his reaction in the morning. 

And just why do I like it so much?  Because for me, it's all about the pun.

It's a bat mobile!  :)

Boo...hiss...

 

I planned to get SO much done today.  Did I?  Nope.

 

Morning commute in the fog. Had to request and re-request corrected documents. Had to do redundant and unbelievably boring online training (for a job I've done for the past eleven years!). 

 

Moved furniture to make room for delivery.  Vacuumed up dead crickets behind moved furniture. Emptied trash cans. Organized. Labeled. Filed. Phone calls. Made nice. Blah. Blah. B. L. A. H. 

 

Delivery still hadn't shown up by lunch.  So I took a 10 minute lunch break to run across the street to McDonald's (blech) and bring back to the office.  Spent the rest of the half hour throwing together a card from scraps and office supplies.  I guess that bat stamp can be considered an office supply now...Mr. B. requested a 'cute' stamp to use to mark a trainee's progress on a 'passport.'

 

The photo super sonically sucks, because I had to use Carey's phone.  Why?  Forgot mine.  So when he dropped by this morning on his way home, he left me his phone.  Always thoughtful.  Always a gentleman.

 

More training.  Watched the parking lot to see who parked in 'my' space again (grrrrr).  Yes, I am THAT territorial.

 

Ate chocolate.

 

Accepted delivery.  Larger than expected.  Rethought furniture arrangement.

 

Made some phone calls.  Sold some stock.  Made some notes.  Resumed training.

 

Ate more chocolate.

 

Lather.  Rinse.  Repeat tomorrow.

 

Cute as a bug...or two...

Yesterday I took Diego shopping for his birthday present and out to lunch in San Antonio.  When I dropped him back at home, Caitlyn wanted to come home with me.  It worked out well for her and Chloe to spend the night with me, so over they came.

A week or so ago, I was walking past the storefronts near my office, and I saw the cutest little bee costume in one of the windows for Halloween.  I really wanted to buy it for Chloe, because she is my little Honeybee.  I called Kasey to see if they already had new costumes for this year, and to run the bee costume by her.  We discussed the possibility of my making a lady bug costume for Caitlyn (because she is my little Catiebug).  Then when I went back to the store to get the bee, there was a ladybug costume on the rack too.  Score!

They got to try them on and play in them last night.  And I got to snap a couple of photos.


 

Sunrise, sunset...

The early-morning commute has its rewards...like enjoying the sunrise...which BELIEVE me, I would not be awake to enjoy if I didn't have to be at work.  This was the sun rising last week over the office.

 

 

And this was the sunset on my way home tonight.  Long days, and not too many waking hours at home, but things are going well.  And the days are filled with beauty.