tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9189717209927613502024-02-07T02:45:52.651-06:00Perfectly ShellyPerfectly Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02266751480674764871noreply@blogger.comBlogger326125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918971720992761350.post-28001500467858953652011-12-27T16:56:00.000-06:002011-12-27T16:57:08.491-06:00I hate Powking!!So, I just got a text from my 8 yr old great niece. Here it is verbatim: "Hay shely its maddi my mom is powking she has the flow. I dont no want to do"<br /><br />Awwwwww. Poor little chickadee!! To translate, it says: Hey Shelly, it's Maddi. My mom is puking. She has the flu. I don't know what to do.<br /><br />How does one instruct an 8 yr old how to care for their mother who keeps POWKING? I feel so bad for them!! I just told her to take her mom a Sierra Mist and to tell her that I said she had to drink it even if she can't keep it down.<br /><br />Besides the obvious of the 8 yr old worrying about her mom, there is the whole germ thing. Y'all know how I hate the stomach flu germs! Pee Pee (my niece) had already called me this morning to let me know she wouldn't be coming to work (we work in the same department), and now Maddi has the phone! Germ transfer big time. I didn't tell Maddi about germ transfer because that would freak her out. She's freaked out enough, so I'll freak out for her. I just know she'll get this in a day or two. Yuk.<br /><br />Mr. P took some Gatorade over and we are hoping Pee Pee is drinking it...........yikes. If she gets dehydrated, she'll end up in the hospital.<br /><br />I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas. I really missed my dad, but it was quite nice otherwise. I got a Kindle Fire (yes, I've read 2 books since Sunday and working on the 3rd and have the 4th purchased and ready to read). I also got a KitchenAid stand mixer, which I've wanted for years and couldn't afford. The Kindle came from Mr. P and the KitchenAid came from my stepmom. I was off Thursday thru Sunday, so I had a lovely 5 days off. <br /><br />Toodles for now!!Perfectly Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02266751480674764871noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918971720992761350.post-33989236703441857432011-12-15T08:28:00.001-06:002011-12-15T08:29:57.562-06:00Advance ApologiesIs it possible to be excited for Christmas, yet at the same time feel blue? I am so sad that I lost my dad, and I'm ticked off that the world just keeps on chugging along and I don't want it to. I WANT everyone to still gather around me and provide support!! However, his loss, while sad just doesn't impact others the way it does those of us that were closest to him. On the other hand, it's a beautiful time of year, my kids are adults and will be fun to hang out with at Christmas. I have a great family and lovely friends. Mr. P and I are exchanging gifts, which we normally don't do, so this year will be especially nice. And especially SAD. How is that even possible?<br /><br />I have a new job where I make more money!! We got a new car in October!! We were able to afford gifts, and we have a lovely home, utilities are on and a freezer and pantry full of food. What more could I ask for? MY DAD.<br /><br />Emotions are tricky little suckers. On one hand I am so grateful for what I have, and the people in my life. On the other hand, I'm sad and ticked off that everything won't be the same. Sometimes the contradiction is overwhelming. Why can't things just be simple? I'm impatient and logical (sometimes---even though now it seems like I may be a tad on the 'over the edge' side) and I know that things are what they are and I need to accept them. It's the emotions that kick in and screw it all up. They make grief more pronounced.....they make things like holidays CONFUSING, rather than lovely.....they trick you into going to bed at 8 pm just to turn your mind off!! Emotions SUCK.<br /><br />Okay, I'm taking a deep breath and trying to move on to other things.<br /><br />Things like old friends. I got a friend request on facebook from an old friend. Practically ancient now. When I was 14 or so, I 'loved' this guy. But as childhood wanes, so do those old feelings and I'm left with fondness. It makes me happy to know that people I knew all those years ago are still around. That they are still interested in my life, as I am theirs. I love to brag on my marriage and my kids and love to hear about other's lives, families, accomplishments and low times. It's comforting in a way to know that even though there isn't 'love' or <br />'attraction' or whatever that people still feel connected. Hey, I guess that's what facebook does, right?<br /><br />My Step-Mom, Pee Pee and I all made cookies this past weekend. OMG, you guys. You wouldn't believe the number of cookies and candies that we made in a matter of 6 or 7 hours. Put 3 people in a kitchen with a stand mixer and we made MAGIC!! It was alot of fun. Now I have a bazillion cookies at my house, and only one son living at home to eat them!! <br /><br />So, see? Christmas is nice, it is fun and it is exciting! It just stinks that that sadness permeates everything.<br /><br />That is why you have my apologies. I would imagine I'm going to be stuck on this for a while. Hang with me and I know things will ease a tiny bit.<br /><br />I have been looking for one of those 'sound machines'. You know...they were all the rage 8 yrs ago or so. It's a little machine that plays nature sounds or white noise. At my job, we've adopted several residents at a nursing home for Christmas, and that is the gift that I need to buy. I've looked at all the usual places..discount stores, drug stores and I can't FIND THEM. It's so annoying. However, I keep seeing them on store websites, but they don't appear to be in the stores. I took a chance and purchased one from Wal Mart.com. I chose the pick up in store feature, so we'll see how that goes. They took my money, so let's hope they have them in stock!! It is supposed to be turned in by tomorrow!!<br /><br />That's about all I've got for now. Hang with me internets!! This grief thing has kicked my ass and you all seem to be the ones I'm talking to.<br /><br />Toodles for now.Perfectly Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02266751480674764871noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918971720992761350.post-6163563038313620992011-12-12T19:31:00.003-06:002011-12-12T21:28:29.966-06:00Genius SquelchedSo, today I talked to <a href="http://crissyspage.com/">Crissy</a> for a brief moment on facebook. I've been thinking about blogging again, and I was inspired!!<br /><br />First, some business to attend to: Perfectly's Dad passed in September. I am devastated. He and I were extremely close. He had a stoke, so it was pretty sudden. I got a new job the week after he passed. I realize people are going through worse, so I often feel guilty, but MAN have I been stressed!<br /><br />Anyway....enough about that.<br /><br />So, Crissy mentioned her Christmas tree and that nobody understood her vision. And my first blog post in MONTHS came to mind! I totally had the same issue!!!<br /><br />We have a puny little tree. 6 ft., cost $25, and is sparse. I looked for a new tree, but apparently everyone and their brother buys a Christmas tree the weekend after Thanksgiving! Who knew? All but the ginormous and uber expensive ones were left. I decided to glam up Mr. Puny instead.<br /><br />I bought bows, birds, and silver thingys to "poke" out of the tree as a topper! I've seen designer trees and thought to myself "I could do THAT"! I was wrong. Apparently, when the designer/creative gene was being handed out, I was off picking my nose, or reading up on Boone's Farm vs. Arbor Mist.<br /><br />My Step Mother came over and helped (um, basically did the whole thing) decorate my tree. Now it's a beautifully decorated tree that doesn't appear as if it has antennae sticking out of it, as my 8 yr. old great niece thought. Or that it doesn't look like a crown, like my son thought.<br /><br />My foray into the designer world was no more. I'll stick to other things like coupons and blogging to fill my time. I am not a Designing Woman.......<br /><br />Toodles for now. Leave a comment if you like. It may encourage me to keep doing this.Perfectly Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02266751480674764871noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918971720992761350.post-86519600345361505982011-03-27T15:38:00.003-05:002011-03-27T16:19:21.734-05:00The Family That Medicates Together Stays TogetherSoooooo......secrets revealed!! BWHAHAHAHAHAH...Actually many of you KNOW already, but since I've invited all my Facebook friends to read this, this may be news!!<br /><br />I began taking prozac about 3 yrs ago for some major PMS stuff I had goin' on. Hmmmmm. I realized quickly that the Prozac helped out in alot of areas in my life. HMMMMMMM....again!! Jump forward to November and some things happened (that I won't discuss.....yet) and it was suggested I begin some therapy to try to figure myself out. Why I'm impulsive....why I have a "I want it when I want it" attitude, and maybe some low self esteem mixed in? Maybe some issues in living in D.E.N.I.A.L.? Hey, as I've discovered, Denial is a TOTALLY COOL place to live! You don't have to face the UGLY in your life while living in Denial! I LOVE Denial! He and I are like THIS (see my crossed fingers??). <br /><br />Well, recently, Denial and I have broken up. I still long for him, and still retreat to him when I'm all wigged out, but for the most part he and I are FINITO!! Done. Mr. Perfectly couldn't be happier. Denial was getting in the way of our lives! Mr. P. didn't like Denial nearly as much as I did, (and sometimes still do). Anyway, during this time, I had a mini-meltdown over nothing really........just my life, and the Doctor put me on some additional medication to help 'boost' the Prozac. HOLY STEMWARE, Batman!! Does it work!!! I practically JUMP out of bed, I DO STUFF other than watch TV....I started making jewelery! I cleaned my kitchen this week without complaining too much to the men in my life how much I HATED doing it and that they should help. I haven't put all of my piled laundry away, but BABY STEPS, folks......baby steps. I'm workin' on it!<br /><br />Oh, and the stemware I talked about in my last blog? And mentioned so fondly here? Stemware and vintage jewelry may have taken Denial's place in my life. Sadly. Denial doesn't cost money, however, jewelry and stemware does! Shit. Backslide again.<br /><br />Anyway, I have this weird obsession for stemware (and other dishes). I never knew it until we moved. When I packed up cabinets in the old house, I found all this STEMWARE. I divided it and wrapped it in boxes labeled for the boys. I figured if they ever have a house or apartment, stemware would be appropriate once they reach 21.....and their wives or girlfriends will appreciate my efforts, RIGHT? So, I kept the stuff I wanted, and boxed up the stuff I didn't and made a little 'bar' area in my new kitchen. The top cabinets house my stemware and the bottom cabinets house the BOOZE. It's all very cute and tucked away. That is until my cookbooks, french onion soup crocks and the George Foreman sucked the Booze space.....sheesh. Selfish of them, don't you think?<br /><br />So, two weeks ago, we went to an auction. You'll never believe what I did? Denial and I joined hands and he THREW UP my bidding card at some stemware. 54 pieces of stemware to be exact. Denial is such a Bitch. He bid and bid and bid. He got a set of 3 blue anchor/hocking mixing bowls (my kitchen is blue, BTW, so Denial has good taste). I got a set of 8 Blue stemmed water (or wine) tumblers, and a set of 46 matching glasses. There are 12 wine, 12 water, 12 dessert and 10 juice glasses that all match. That all have STEMS....that are all SOOOO cute. Oh, and Denial ALSO bought me a juice pitcher set with 4 juice glasses. Only he wants to use it for Mai Tai's. Damn Denial!! I think he's gay. He KNOWS how I love the gays and want an entourage of gay BFF's!!<br /><br />So, I ended up packing up all the stemware that I originally kept and will divvy that up between kids and friends, and I washed and put up all the NEW stemware in the cabinet. I also made Mai Tai's in the pitcher. I made Mr. P use the little juice glasses to drink my Mai Tai's as well. He thinks Denial may be gay, too.<br /><br />After we moved and after dad was sick and we were never home, our Kitty Joe decided that he wouldn't pee in his litter box anymore. He much preferred towels on the floor. Or blankets. Or dog beds. We took to locking him up in the room WITH his box every day, and he peed on the floor. Still does. Right in front of the door so inevitably someone STEPS in it as we come in or out.<br /><br />Mr. P. is unofficially in charge of Kitty duty. He's fed up beyond belief that Kitty Joe is peeing in the house and not in the box. He Poopies in his box, so why not make the Pee Pee there, too?<br /><br />We decided to have him checked for a urinary tract infection, and GUESS WHAT? It was negative. His failure to use the box is BEHAVIORAL, and not bacterial. Great. How does one teach an OLD cat to use his box again? The vet says it's not likely to happen. I really don't want to put him to sleep. It seems like such a LAME reason to lose a pet. A really COOL pet. I am a huge pet lover/advocate so you all must be asking WHY would we even ENTERTAIN the idea of putting him down? Because, we now live in this bigger, lovelier home. It's got CARPET in nearly half of it. We can't afford to mess up another house. We really put the screws to our old house and this one deserves some love....and no cat pee! Besides, my dad owns it, and dad and cat pee aren't' seeing eye to eye.<br /><br />Therefore, we are trying an alternative to euthinazation. KITTY PROZAC! Studies have shown that 75% of cats that stop using the litter box go back to using it while taking the kitty Prozac. Now, Stacey, the Vet, says in her clinical experience, 75% is way too high, but she has seen about a 25% improvement in cats. Well, since we moved to a farm, and since we left him alone all those weeks when Dad was sick, maybe this will work! He already has a Gay BFF (Buster, the dog) so he doesn't need Denial! So, I'm hoping the Kitty Prozac will work. We are tiptoeing around the house today, because it's 4 pm and so far there's no sign of any cat pee around.<br /><br />Wish us luck, Internet!! We need it and the Pharmaceutical companies are Banking on all of this working for Kitty Joe and Me.<br /><br />Toodles for now!!Perfectly Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02266751480674764871noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918971720992761350.post-59832479111916514252011-03-20T07:10:00.003-05:002011-03-20T07:47:35.589-05:00Smells Like Teen SpiritLast month, when I went to THE MISSION to meet up with some classmates, I was quiet, and sat in a seat and 'people watched'. There was another planned get together last night, and this time, Mr. P went with me so I had a driver.<br /><br />I don't know how many cosmos I drank.....either 5 or 6. Mr. P thinks 6, I think 5, but regardless, at this point, does ONE difference really matter? I do drink alcohol, but not generally to excess. So, this was quite in excess!! But HOW FUN was it?<br /><br />First of all, I'd like to thank Casey, Wendell and Teenie for buying me drinks and Gary for offering. You guys BOYS were buying me drinks (except Teenie....she's not a boy)!! Now, I'm thinking Mr. P wasn't so thrilled, but it was polite, not like a 'pick up'. They were generous and thoughtful and I found it charming. Here I go a bit with my convoluted memories of my youth compared to now:<br /><br />As a teenager, I was very tiny and 'cute'. Not stunning, not beautiful, but 'cute'. I always wanted to be the Homecoming queen and a cheerleader, but I didn't fit the popularity bill OR the athleticism that cheerleaders needed. I desperately wished I was popular. As if that would 'make' me or something.<br /><br />Now, I'm a grown up. Still cute (LOL), however not so tiny. I'm the one in the class that gained the weight and feels self conscious. I'm the one who worries that people judge---even though I have NO reason to feel this way.<br /><br />I'm also so ashamed of me as a young person and I'm sure OTHERS as young people. We were abhorrent to one another in High School. You had to fit in with certain 'cliques' to be recognized, or to be thought highly of. We JUDGED one another based on looks, not personality or if we 'clicked' with anyone. I look at my teen (and 20's) kids and know that they, too, will realize that friends are made way differently in LIFE than in High School.<br /><br />The group of people that tend to come most of the time are awesome. And we've had many people that drop in that we haven't seen in years! The beautiful thing about it is that FINALLY we treat each other as people and not as high school pigeonholed stereotypes. Well, there are SOME that still gravitate towards the same 'types' of people that one may think is 'supposed' to be, but even those individuals are happy, and seemingly interested in everyone. EVERYONE....not just the 'popular' kids or the 'rich' kids or the whatever label we had back then.<br /><br />Teenie came with Mr. P and me, and PeePee came for a while, which totally THRILLED me because she's so beautiful, and so many people there know her dad....my brother...who is 3 full years younger than me, so it always funny to me to see the reaction to my YOUNGER brother having a 25 yr old daughter. Sorry, Jeff....but it is entertaining to see people's eyes when I tell them. <br /><br />My dear friend Bill knew PeePee right away without being introduced. Bill( (who is a female) and I have been friends for 25 years, and she knew my family well. She knows Jeff and that he was a teenage father. She stopped next to PeePee last night and said how BEAUTIFUL she is and that she's a perfect mix of her mother and father....which is very true. She certainly inherited the good stuff.......I was impressed with Bills ability to know EXACTLY who my beautiful niece was, because of resemblance!! lol.<br /><br />Anyway, despite the fact we 45 year olds were playing out a teen 'coming of age' movie, it was so fun. Oh, except for when I got choked and spat my mouthful of COSMO onto Teenie. God, that was mortifying. I mean I guess I'm glad it was her, but still.......despite the fact I was pretty tipsy, I had my bearings enough to know how AWFUL that was! I just coughed at the wrong time and looked like a fool. Sorry, Teenie. I know you probably had to shower off the sticky residue of my cosmopolitan.<br /><br />So, here's a shout out to the class of 1984....and the classes surrounding that have people that stop in.....it's a blast and THANK GOODNESS we behave far differently now than we did then. For me, it's appreciated and noted that just because we may not have been close years ago, doesn't mean we can't become friends now. And thanks for Mr. P for sitting there looking smokin'hot. I got a good one, girls!! He says he didn't like the boys buying me drinks, but he had his share of girls trying to talk to people at our table and um, MAN handling him and pressing all over him to get close to hear people, so I think we're even. He now knows one girl far better than I ever will!! lol! He hates the social scene, so I hope he goes with me again. My core group of friends tried to help and make sure he was comfortable, but still.....he's leery of this type of thing. It's awesome that he cares enough to come with me and be my driver so I can act a fool now and then!!<br /><br />Toodles for now. I'm going to try to convince Mr. Perfectly to take me to an auction. More on that later.Perfectly Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02266751480674764871noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918971720992761350.post-61801257781749292622011-02-28T18:12:00.002-06:002011-02-28T18:23:17.553-06:00Onions are not my friend.I made some kick-ass potato soup last night, AND some homemade bread.<br /><br />Now, despite my adoration of cooking, and complete enjoyment of SOUPS.......I don't enjoy a THICK, creamy soup. Commercial clam chowders? blech. Chain restaurant soups that are anything "cream" or "cheese"? gag.<br /><br />My problem with soups in a restaurant is to me many taste canned. Fake. PROCESSED. It makes me shudder. For me, this holds especially true for cream soups.<br /><br />Anyway, I make an untraditional potato soup. I like it, my family likes it, so you all can sneer if you choose, because it works for me. I basically only use onions, celery, LOTS OF BUTTER, milk (skim), salt and pepper (oh...and of course potatoes). It's a brothy soup that is yummy. <br /><br />I used a pretty big onion this time, and the soup was oniony, but it was SO good. I ate two bowls.<br /><br />This morning, I was in the shower and kept smelling the deep sulphur-ish smell of onion. I smelled my fingers, and scrubbed them........holy COW, y'all....I realized that it was my BREATH.......my breath hanging in the droplets of steam in my shower. I barely TOUCHED the onions and my fingers were as Hawaiian Coconutty as my body wash allowed!! It could have been nothing else but FUNK emitting from my MOUTH!!! C R IN G E!!<br /><br />I have issues with things like garlic and onions (AHEM) "staying" with me. But I knew if I could smell it so could half of our county.<br /><br />I gargled and kept to myself today---kept more than a polite distance from my co-workers and PRAYED that I was bearable. Sans the steam, I had NO CLUE if I was offensive or not.<br /><br />Sheesh, guys. How mortifiying! All from an innocent bowl of soup. Okay TWO bowls of soup. I'm not sure all the Listerine in the world would combat my issue today.<br /><br />Let's hope that tomorrow's steam doesn't reveal more than I bargain for in the Morning.<br /><br />Toodles for now.Perfectly Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02266751480674764871noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918971720992761350.post-89085430025232239182011-02-21T11:03:00.004-06:002011-02-21T11:27:44.388-06:00Have you ever wished you were Mennonite?No? Me either. However, I live near a Mennonite community, which I think is totally cool. It's awesome to see those living a different lifestyle just by driving down a country highway. I see people riding their bicycles as transporation, and people using the horse and buggy. I see laundry hanging out to dry most times of the year, and children running and playing.<br /><br />I would say it's a simple life, but seriously? How can I? I've never lived it....I've never used just the basics to live. I understand that the Mennonites do allow some modern conveniences into their lives, however, I assume it's not to the extent I am used to.<br /><br />Anyway, the local Mennonite community also has really cool stores. They have a wide range of items sold in bulk. It ranges from spices to pasta to flour! They have frozen veggies and pies for sale, too! It's the NEATEST place. I love going. The one most commonly known around here is <a href="http://www.weaverscountrymarket.com/">Weaver's Country Market</a>, near Versailles, MO. Remember, Internets, we've HAD this conversation before....round these parts it's not called "VER-SAI", but "VUR-SALES" I only live about 15 miles or so from this market. It's totally adorable. They have a small machine in there and they grind their own nuts to make peanut butters! Flavored ones! Like Chocolate, and cappucino! They make cashew butter, too! I can't eat that....I'm allergic to cashews......sucks for me, huh? Anyway, despite the fact they get their food from suppliers like most retail businesses, I like to think of the lovely Mennonite people packaging this cool stuff from scratch......why? Because it adds to the simple life fantasy that alot of us have. We want our tv's and car's and ready made food, BUT we think we want to life off the land. To grow our own stuff.....to make bread.....NO PRESERVATIVES. Well, if you all are like me, it's a nice thought, but not realistic. So, for the sake of my fantasy world, I'll continue to think that cute Mennonite women and girls are doing all of this so we "English" customers can have a taste of the simple life.<br /><br />Anyway, Heather, my niece and I are going there today. We are also going to <a href="http://www.smokehouse.com/">Burger's Smokehouse </a>factory store. I am not sure, but I think Burgers has smoked hams and sausages that they sell all throughout the US. Oh, and bacon. Yum. Anyway, they have really good deals on 'seconds' at their store. I know, as weird as I am about food, why would I buy a defective ham? Well, because the HAM isn't defective, it's the way they cut it.....like the spiral cuts are off or soemthing. They sell pieces and ends of bacon for like $2.99 or something. Bacon is 'SPENSIVE people, and Burgers Bacon is good. Last time it was pepper bacon. MMMM...and despite it's 'pieces and ends' disclaimer, it was meatier than the streaky crap I buy at the grocery!!<br /><br />Speaking of Heather, she wants a nickname like most others on my blog. She and I have a running feud as as to who's status reigns highest in the family hierarchy. She has not, and will not realize that my status is 20 years her senior, and I was the FIRST at just about everything. First child in the family...first GRANDCHILD, etc. That alone wins. She calls herself the Princess, which of course was my title, so I changed it and tell her frequently that QUEEN totally trumps Princess.....but she's not buying. She thinks she should be called Perfectly Princess in my blog. I've told her NO WAY.....but she pouts and pretends as if I'm hurting her in some way, so I will go with it. Just for her. However, y'all know that I don't type out all my nicknames all the time....just like Mr. P. I don't call him Mr. Perfectly all the time......just MR. P, and you know who I mean, right? So from here on, Heather will be called PeePee....short for Perfectly Princess. World, Meet PeePee!!<br /><br />I know....the thought process would be to call her PP, but PeePee has finer comedic value, so what the PeePee wants, the PeePee shall get.<br /><br />PeePee and I will be off to Burgers and to Weavers when she gets here. It should be pretty fun!!<br /><br />Toodles for now!!Perfectly Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02266751480674764871noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918971720992761350.post-58075162054687286252011-02-20T16:44:00.002-06:002011-02-20T17:11:30.745-06:00Social StudiesI went out with High School pals last night! At THE MISSION, a local venue for live music. In my community, there WAS no such animal, so I think it's awesome to have a place like this, and to have it owned by some really cool people!<br /><br />The Mission is small, and is set up to highlight live music in our area. They are open to all types of music, so it's really cool. I'd say maybe 20 or so of my age group classmates showed for the event and it is SO NICE to see everyone. I, of course, wore too much eyeshadow and made my thinning hair too poufy on the sides, but still......it was FUN!! Mr. Perfectly didn't go with me. He really hates stuff like that, so he knows he's generally off the hook for social engagements with my friends.<br /><br />For my personal tastes, I would have enjoyed drinks somewhere quieter.........the music was really good, but it was LOUD!! And made it hard to talk. So, instead I spend much of my evening people watching. Whoo Boy.......was it an education!!<br /><br />Early in the evening a girl that I recognized from either school or around town was there. She was....well.....um.....ACTIVELY trying to dance with her boyfriend. He seemed resistant, but she used his barely swaying body as a vessel for her dance. She swung her hair, squatted to the ground, ground her hips, etc........all on what originally appeared to be a semi-unwilling subject. It was quite the display of dance technique, on an empty dance floor. As time moved on, she went to a more willing dance partner, although, he didn't move as 'energetically' as she did either. It seemed odd to be dancing with your pal this way. But who am I to judge? Maybe she just likes to dance? Soon, she went back to her orignal dance partner who seemed a little more willing to join her (beer induced, maybe?). I was facinated by this, Internets......facinated. I have so may self image issues, I wondered how it was that she could be so FREE on the dance floor!! So open....so not worried. I watched my friends around me, and they too were watching intently to see what would play out. Remember, we live in a small, conservative community (it's hard, Internets,...really it is sometimes) and this isn't what we normally see!!<br /><br />Well, as the informal co-ordinator of this meet and greet finally explained, she is a local HOOKER!! A Prostitute!! In our fair ciry! UNBELIEVEABLE! I hear tales of prostitutes coming 'round because of the politicians we house as the State Capitol, but I assumed those were the 'pros' you see on TV that are all professional looking and whatnot. This girl just looked like a girl. <br /><br />So, it was totally fun watching the antics around me and seeing old friends and familiar faces. Everyone looks awesome.....of course!! I was thrilled to be there and can't wait to do it again. Even if I do learn that hookers exist.......that's ok. Everyone deserves to make a living!!<br /><br />Toodles for now.Perfectly Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02266751480674764871noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918971720992761350.post-84126431115364379162011-02-15T18:09:00.001-06:002011-02-15T18:12:58.290-06:00The PRESSURE. The WORRY. Oh, Internets, I outed myself on Facebook. To all of my facebook friends. I told them about this blog and invited them to read it…..AND COMMENT!!! Now instead of worrying about offending the 3’s of you, I’ll have to worry about offending maybe 10’s of you.<br /><br />I decided I needed a good motivator for writing, so after I wrote my little post last night; with a stylus; on a touch pad, I decided to tell Facebook that I had a blog. I thought maybe that would motivate me to write more. If I had MORE READERS and MORE COMMENTERS, that maybe I’d want to write again. With fanfare and passion. With MEANING and joy. To people who would hopefully ‘GET’me. GAH. What have I done.<br /><br />It occurred to me about the millionth time I checked my sitemeter to see who all may be reading, that I was far too worried about who might be looking, than WHAT I wanted to say. For the Newbies (HI, FACEBOOK!!!), I live in mortal fear of saying something offensive to someone. Politically, emotionally, etc. Since most of my newbies are high school friends, they will also learn that when I come to class get togethers, or see you in public, I cringe because I certainly don’t look like I did in high school. I’m the one that got fat. No……really. F A T. It’s okay….I can see it for myself. I try to delude myself into being cute, but I know. So, I tend to want to be the ‘real me’ on here, but I often am not for fear of alienating my readers. Sheesh, since I hardly post anymore, the alienation has taken place, so I’ve asked a new crop of readers to enjoy this. AND YOU ALL KNOW ME!! That’s even worse! Believe me, it’s easier to be judged by strangers than the high school crowd. **sigh**<br /><br />Besides that, I’m secretly thrilled when someone reads!! Thrilled and Mortified. I’m such a contradiction in emotion. No wonder I need therapy. And wine.<br /><br /><br />With the panicked rant aside, I do want to welcome anyone who wants to read this. I do try not to be offensive. I try not to be controversial, however, if I feel strongly about something, I do mention it. Even if other’s won’t agree. I honestly believe that is what makes our Country great. That we are all allowed to have opinions and feelings. Even if yours may be wrong…..(oh boy!!! Did I say that out loud??) hahahaha , just kidding!!<br /><br />So, apparently there is an informal meet and greet this weekend? Am I allowed to mention that? Well, I’ll just say that some of my pals from childhood, junior high and High school will be gathered at <a href="http://themissionjc.com/">THE MISSION </a>in town. I’m totally excited, especially (Hi Richie and Jenny) that it’s now smoke free. (gah….one of those controversial subjects). I know they don’t hold my opinion against me, and this new ordinance is of concern to them. I hope as many people as can will patronize that business. They are good people and THE MISSION is a cool place. I have a cute new outfit that I could wear, but it’s out of the box for me. I’ll have to think on it to see if I’ll do it up cute or dowdy. I wore it last Friday to dinner with family and friends. Heather, my niece bought me a crown, a sash and a button. Which is decidedly proper for the royalty that I am! Hear that Heather? Queen totally trumps Princess.<br /><br />Xxxoo. Toodles for now.Perfectly Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02266751480674764871noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918971720992761350.post-10009588800925711022011-02-14T19:59:00.003-06:002011-02-14T21:01:33.638-06:00HAPPY VD!!!!Yes, that was my greeting upon Mr. P's arrival home after work. Good thing I don't get too sentimental about Valentine's Day.<br /> <br />Our birthdays our 3 days apart. Mr. P's is the 10th and mine the 13th. By the time Valentines day rolls around, we are celebrated out. I'm not a romance girl. I'm good with a comfy chair and a date with the teevee. I suppose a lot of men would be relieved about no expectations on Valentines day. I think, however, that Mr. P wishes I were more romantic...I know, what a terrible dilemma, huh? A husband that LIKES the sentiment of Valentines day!!<br /><br />I turned 45 yesterday. Huh. I think I'm not loving how that sounds. I'm too YOUNG to be 45!!! I'm just figuring out who I am! It sounds old. I'm not ready for old. I should be grateful for my happiness. I am grateful. Just not geriatric happy!<br /><br />Dad and Marty took us and family and friends to dinner. It was lovely. Many of those I love the most were there. So, despite my fear of aging, this was one of the best birthdays ever. <br /><br />Son #1 has a best girlfriend that had a devastating accident in September. They've been pals since they were in kindergarten. She suffered a traumatic brain injury. He brought her to our birthday dinner! I think secretly, that was my favorite part. I hadn't seen her since her accident, and to have her with us recovering as well as she is was priceless. She's beautiful in every way. She's a wise soul, and has been since we met her all those years ago. She made the evening perfect.<br /><br />I hope everyone has a swell VD!!!!!<br /><br />Toodles for now!Perfectly Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02266751480674764871noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918971720992761350.post-68708452506582095102011-02-06T20:14:00.004-06:002011-02-06T21:04:58.689-06:00Sunday, Sunday.I got a touchpad thingy so I could blog more. The thing is....I love blogging. I compose them in my head......write lists of ideas and even think of titles that are cute so can develop blogs that way! But here I sit.....doing nothing. So, tonight, while I await the GLEE premier, I thout I would blog. <br /><br />Son number 2 has friends over....and they are fun. We are watching the superbowl. I'm bored. Even the commercials are dull. We had some good food, bu my attempt at having an imprompteau party backfired. I am not a 'planner'. Why does everyone else have to be? Everyone already had plans. *pout*<br /><br />Although, next week are our birthdays. Just in case you are one of those planner people and want to send presents! My dad and Marty are taking us out to dinner on Friday. The boys...in-laws and various friends are going and I am sooooooo excited. I adore big get togethers. Especially when its about me!<br /><br />Although its cool, and I'm grateful to have it...this touchscreen keyboard is small and I am using a stylus...and its so ssllooww! So, my blogging is taking forevah!<br /><br />Hey, its been nice visiting with you, but I have gas and think I will take it to the bedroom so as not to embarras my son or his friends.<br /><br />Toodles for now!Perfectly Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02266751480674764871noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918971720992761350.post-6513628212940106722011-01-20T19:25:00.004-06:002011-01-20T20:39:06.881-06:00What I learned from Lawrence WelkIt's been a rough year, Internets....ROUGH.<br /><br />My beautiful Mom had triple bypass surgery. YEP!!! Second parent in 6 months to have bypass. Seriously! WTF? As if the summer didn't suck....now the new year!!<br /><br />I know.....I sound like a brat.....but I can honestly say that stress is my new BFF!<br /><br />So.....little Mrs. insecure managed to DRIVE HERSELF to Des Moines to be with her MAMA. Surgery.went well and Mom is doing splendidly.<br /><br />The first trip, I stayed with my grandparents. Yes, my grandma and grandpa are still living. He's 93, and she's 88! How awesome is that? They are healthy and active.<br /><br />Saturday night is what mom calls 'date night'. They eat their dinner at 4:30...do the dishes, and sit down for their favorite programs of the week; Guy Lombardo and Lawrence Welk. A rousing hour and a half of the finest of PBS.<br /><br />I was tired, stressed and had a sore throat. I hd no desire for old fashioned shows. Grandpa clapped after each numberO and talked to grandma throughout. I texted my bff Teenie about the FOOLISHNESS!!. I wanted to watch some true crime...or a Comedy! Anything but what was on! <br /><br />Then her return text came. Containing a gentle, yet swift kick in the ASS. She told me to enjoy every moment of time with my adorable grandparents......that they wont be around forever.<br /><br />Wow. I certainly needed to hear that. I learned my my much needed lesson and totally enjoyed my grandparents. What a joy to see their faces and hear their voices when remembering the 'old' days.<br /><br />I'm so ashamed that I was EVEN so selfish to be wishing something different than what I was doing. I may never do that again. Sit with my 93 and 88 yr old grandparents as they re-live a life they've loved for 70 years together (yes.....seventy years).<br /><br />I was able to go to bed at 9 pm and thank my friend for allowing me to get over myself and to enjoy what I was seeing.<br /><br />thanks Teenie. Thanks L. Welk!!<br /><br />toodles for tonight.Perfectly Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02266751480674764871noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918971720992761350.post-63570871432622027382010-11-21T12:37:00.004-06:002010-11-21T16:57:03.645-06:00The Effects of EffientHI!!!!!! We are back. Sadly. Hawaii is BEAUTIFUL. Very beautiful. There is SOMETHING to say about home, but wow. What a vacation. The wedding was BEAUTIFUL. And the week (almost week) was nearly perfect.<br /><br />So......I can't remember what I've shared with you since I started this blog 3 years ago (3 years? ), but in 2000, I had a huge blood clot in my leg. It went from my groin to my knee. It also broke apart and travelled to my lungs. EEEKKKKK. Anyway, that is over, I survived, and that is that. HOWEVER, you KNOW what they say about flying. And Blood Clots. And since we were on an 8 hour flight to Hawaii from Dallas, I chatted with my Doctor, and even though my current treatment does NOT call for blood thinners (except aspirin), we (ahem....paranoid me) thought it would be good to maybe delve into the world of blood thinners to protect myself on the trip. He put me on Effient because the side effects are less cumbersome than coumadin. It also isn't as restrictive on eating and DRINKING as coumadin is. So, we went for it.<br /><br />Sheesh.......talk about B R U I S I N G!! Did I ever bruise. Lovely egg sized bruises on my knees and thighs. I am SURE I was totally cute in Hawaii sporting my shorts and bruises. HOWEVER...I didn't CARE. I was in Hawaii!! And even though I wish I didn't have one on my shoulder that showed during the wedding........I guess the alternative would have been worse.<br /><br />So.....I don't even know where to begin, so I'll begin with the boring Beginning. We went to Kansas City on the 9th and spent the night in a hotel close to the airport. They offered a shuttle, so we could leave our cars parked at the hotel lot. This was NICE considering how much airport parking is.<br /><br />We grabbed the shuttle around 5:45 am and headed to KCI. We met with the baggage handlers and inspectors, etc right at the curb and headed in to wait. We flew into Dallas/Ft. Worth for a layover of about an hour and a half. In hindsight, it would have been nice to have been more on the ball, so I could have arranged a meet up with a blog friend. However with our short time there, and the fact it was during her work day, it probably wouldn't have been possible.<br /><br />We got on the BIG plane to Hawaii and settled in for the LOOONNNNGGGGG 8 hour flight. And although complaining is the LAST thing I want to do, suffice it to say that the plane trip was not my favorite part of the vacation. The first 5 hours were fine, but the last 3 or so got a little long.<br /><br />We landed on Oahu 3:30 their time, which was 8:30 Central time. Which is what I'm accustomed to. The weather was beautiful. Marty arranged for vans to pick us up, and we all got LEI'D by the drivers. It was so fun. I'm guessing by my research of watching 80's tv growing up that everyone back then got leid when they disembarked the plane upon arrival to Hawaii. <br /><br />However, now, with tourism and commercialism being what it is, you have to ARRANGE and PAY for the pleasure of being lei'd. I was lei'd at baggage claim, as were most of my family. It was by the charming shuttle driver, however, and it was still as exciting as I imagined. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb6UXVAFFasoQ52NdmoBscpqVoKWoX0aX1YhVG4j-p1A-V9I3_cUMIsodnI-mu8Y5q5m_KMh3ddrimadlMROPQVJz7by1BKWLVaeirWkZsmoWfG7my9e-OusJ-xusYgKLtdLiKSpbz-2Aj/s1600/Lei%2527d.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb6UXVAFFasoQ52NdmoBscpqVoKWoX0aX1YhVG4j-p1A-V9I3_cUMIsodnI-mu8Y5q5m_KMh3ddrimadlMROPQVJz7by1BKWLVaeirWkZsmoWfG7my9e-OusJ-xusYgKLtdLiKSpbz-2Aj/s320/Lei%2527d.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542083891535361298" /></a><br />Even IF I am not smiling...it was still awesome!!<br /><br />So, aside from huge ugly bruises and a really long flight, the trip was one of a lifetime. So, Effient.......you DID NOT ruin my trip with your bruises!<br /><br /><br />Toodles for now, folks!! Have a lovely Sunday!Perfectly Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02266751480674764871noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918971720992761350.post-87150520509366763192010-11-07T10:42:00.002-06:002010-11-07T10:56:44.481-06:00So, where are YOU travelling this week?Me? Oh, just Hawaii. Oahu to be exact. Waikiki beach to be even MORE exact. **sigh** I am so very excited. We've been to Mexico as a family 6 years ago, but this will be a different trip altogether. My boys are adults. Well, son #2 is NEARLY an adult at 17. We can plan ADULT things without worrying about the 'kids'. They can trek to sites themselves if they wish, and we'll all have a super fun trip.<br /><br />Perfectly's Dad and Marty are getting married on the 12th, and it will be lovely. He is very happy, so that makes it all the more awesome.<br /><br />I went yesterday for a last minute nail fill and pedicure and left with entire facial wax. I was really embarassed. The nail shop does waxing too, and she convinced me that I needed my whole face waxed. Now I'll admit, I'm hairer than I'd like to be, but I'm also fair haired and fair skinned. The peach fuzz on my face has been there forever and I've never really had a problem with it, but apparently she did, and embarassed me into waxing my face. Ugh. Will I now get stubble?<br /><br />But the weekend has been filled with packing type chores, and getting things READY to pack, and bottles of hair products ready to pack, etc. It's not been as daunting as I worried it would be. I am worried about the clothing situation. What if I take too much? Not enough? I'm taking my summer stuff, so what if it's too cool. I don't have any cute little jackets or sweaters. EEEEEKKKKKK. And how does one pack shoes? I dont' want the smelly shoes in with my clothes, but I need alot of shoes for the chance of many different outfits.<br /><br />I'm off to make bread and pasta for suppper. And pour over my travel books again to see if I've missed any spectacular detail!<br /><br />ALOHA, Internet! There will be photos! Even though I promised bathing suit pics that I've not gotten posted, i will. I really will.<br /><br />Have a great start of the week!<br /><br />Toodles for now!!Perfectly Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02266751480674764871noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918971720992761350.post-52629785869322970582010-09-29T17:16:00.003-05:002010-09-29T17:54:23.617-05:00Is 5pm too early for wine and putting on my nightgown?Sooooooo......where the hell have I been? Yeah....about that. We got new security software at work, and can't get to many sites. I'm lazy about going ALL. THE. WAY. TO. THE. OFFICE. to use the computer at home. I didn't like having a computer in the living room at the old house, and now that we are in the bigger, better house, and we have AN OFFICE, I don't like to get up and go to another room to use the computer. I feel isolated, and can't watch my shows. So, I've been self indulgent and lazy and have not blogged. My bad. HOWEVER, today, when it's TOO LATE, I thought of a solution!! Son #1 has a LAPTOP!! And we have WIRELESS!!! Duh! Why haven't I thought of this before??<br /><br />So, I called him and he doesn't care if I use it, so I get the best of both worlds!! I'm blogging AND watching my re-runs of NCIS. I am 5 years behind, you know.<br /><br />How are y'all? I've missed you so. My son says he's moving out this weekend to his own place. That means JUST when I've figured out a solution to my surfing/tv issues, he's going to take the solution!! Oh well, I'll use it while I can, and ENJOY IT!!<br /><br />There's been lots going on........nothing bad......it's all been pretty nice. My anniversary was on the 26th......Married to the same fabulous guy for 23 years!! My kids are okay, and the new TV season has begun. We are still going to Hawaii, and can't wait.<br /><br />I came home this afternoon and made chili. Mr. P wants chili, and when we went to the grocery to buy stuff it was COOOOLLLLDDD.....but today is beautiful. 75 and sunny. My kind of day. Since we live in the middle of nowhere, I threw on my nightgown, and ran around chopping onion, browning burger and pouring wine.<br /><br />OH!! Ghost Hunters!! They have NEW EPISODES! And tonight they will be investigating the Lemp Mansion in St. Louis! I mean, they've already done it, but the episode airs tonight! This is SO COOL! I've read alot about the Lemp Mansion, and it's scary stuff!! You can stay at the Lemp mansion and I've thought about at least TOURING the place but I'm too much of a chicken. I'm facinated with it, but too chicken to check it out. Therefore, this episode of Ghost Hunters should give me an idea of what's there.<br /><br />Oh, I made some more Lemoncello!! This stuff is awesome guys. This time, I took half the liquor and made one bottle of Lemoncello and one bottle of GINGER-cello. I steeped fresh ginger in with the everclear and added the simple syrup to round out the recipe, and it's AWESOME!! It's sweet and Gingery!! It' awesome in Lemon flavored sparkling water. I can't wait to try it in other drinks.<br /><br />My dad seems to be doing beautifully. He's working, driving, running errands! It's so cool! He is happy and looking forward to getting married. IN HAWAII!! OMG.....can you imagine how awesome this will be??<br /><br />Oh, and it's a disappointing fact that the new season of NCIS and Glee are opposite one another and I don't have a DVR. However, Glee has won out in my choice of tv fare. Despite my unfortunate couple of weeks of medication change induced obsession over Mr. Shuester, I nearly went against the grain and took up NCIS.....but Glee was too appealing. After Glee is a new quirky sit-com tht has me hog tied to the chair.......it's called "Raising Hope" and either it's the lamest show ever and I'm the lamest middle aged tv addict, OR it's a smart, HILARIOUS comedy about real people in real life. I opt for the latter, because I totally don't want to be lame.<br /><br />Well, I still have alot rambling around in the dusty cavity that holds my brain, but I suppose I'd better let you guys off the hook and leave my random observations for another day.<br /><br />Oh, does anyone have any tips for getting a normally litter trained cat to stop peeing everywhere but his box? He poops there, so he OBVIOUSLY knows where it is, but he apparently is having adjustment issues or something. I don't want my new house to reek of CAT!!<br /><br />Toodles for now. I really missed you guys!!Perfectly Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02266751480674764871noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918971720992761350.post-4028335104608464982010-09-02T16:49:00.004-05:002010-09-02T17:13:25.302-05:00BloomersI bought a dress. A DRESS!! A FANCY DRESS!!! Probably a waste of money, because I generally don't wear dresses, let alone a party type dress, but it was TOO CUTE and it was 50% off plus an additional 10% off.....I couldn't resist.<br /><br />Why, you ask, don't I wear dresses? Well, Internet, let's face some brutal facts. Pantyhose are so OUT, and wearing shorts under a dress is so kindergarten......but being heavy, the thighs sort of rub together. Ugh..I KNOW!! How dare they!! But the rubbing causes near immediate sweating (which CERTAINLY is NOT cute) and the sweating leads to ultimate CHAFING. Neither of which I'm fond of or want to sport while wearing a dress.<br /><br />So, I've been looking for something to wear under a dress.....something appropriately underwear-ish....and gals..in the big girl catalogs they have BLOOMERS!! A girl version of boxers! I couldn't have been MORE EXCITED!! They come in nylon...like a slip.....which makes it appropriate for under skirt wear....and it elimates the skin touching fat skin, and the solution was FOUND!! So I bought the fancy dress, and the bloomers.<br /><br />HOWEVER....(isn't there always with Perfectly??) I apparently ordered the wrong thing. I ordered cotton, which isn't slick and silky like nylon, and may not work as well under said dress. Crappity crap. Now I have to send them back....and wait on the nylon ones.<br /><br />As I just this very moment discovered one style only comes in cotton....duh.....stupid me for not reading. So, I'll keep those, but I'll have to return the others for nylon.<br /><br />So, I'm being like a guy and wearing a t-shirt and my bloomers around the house! What? It's no different than men's boxers!!<br /><br />Well, I learned a tequila lesson this past weekend. Remember? I told you I met up with my high school/college friend? Well, I went to her house to a pool party on Saturday. Margarita's and wine in tow.........didn't touch the wine...I wore my new pink swimsuit.....and drank the margarita's. On an empty stomach. In the sun. WOWZA......that was a mistake! I toddled around her yard going to and fro the bathroom I'm sure looking like an ever-loving fool. Luckily Mr. P had chauffered me there, and picked me up, but, Internet? Let me tell you. Tequila is some wicked stuff! I think for a while I'll stick to my wine spritzers and girly type drinks. Whoo Boy! The hard stuff is....well....HARD!!<br /><br />I found out today that PhD is COMING FOR A VISIT!! Um......so what that her family lives here and I have to share her? Who CARES!! PhD IS COMING FOR A VISIT! And her hot husband!! AND her hot husband wouldn't care ONE TINY BIT if I walked around in my bloomers. Now, MY husband, on the other hand may not appreciate it. He doesn't appear anywhere but around me in HIS bloomers. Even though people may not know the difference in shorts and his boxers. AND he won't wear his pajama pants anywhere where people may see him. He's such a prude. Son #1 brought in some dude he works with earlier this week, and I'd done my change into my nightgown, and oh well.....it is what it is.........momma in her nightgown.<br /><br />I made some friend requests on Facebook and so far, all but one HAS ACCEPTED ME! The one who hasn't may not remember me, although he should. He knew me, then he met Mr. P at college, and then I met Mr. P the NEXT year at college, and realized he knew this guy, and we all were happy....so I assume he'll remember me, but who knows.<br /><br />Well, that's about all I've got for now. I really do have drunken photos from the SWIM SUIT shoot of last week......but Mr. P is messing with *sigh* football pictures and hasn't gotten around to putting MY photos in a format that I can get to. Disk. Or email. Or directly in my photos folder. I'll post them someday. Really. I know you are DYING to see what I look like in my suit. GAH! You'll be sorry! or maybe I'LL be sorry!<br /><br />toodles for now, peeps!!Perfectly Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02266751480674764871noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918971720992761350.post-33838633957669170312010-08-26T17:26:00.003-05:002010-08-26T18:00:05.069-05:00Holy Moly!Yeah, yeah....WTF ever...I know I was supposed to get on a normal blogging schedule (does anybody else write SCHEDULE while in their mind thinking of the prounciation of a snotty British butler saying SHHHEDGULE??)<br /><br />There's SO much to talk about today. I should be cooking dinner. Because I invited Teenie and her son to eat with us.....and everything is still in the freezer, and it's 5:20 pm. Now....she hasn't responded to my hurried request for her companionship at dinner, so she may not come. But I ought to cook SOMETHING for my family, don't you think? Friend? fancy dinner. Family? Peanut Butter.<br /><br />Okay, Monday, I got 4 moles removed. Well 3 moles and a skin tag. Holy Shit. SKIN TAGS! I'm OLD!! See, I'm all worried again about the blog. I've been so lacking in content, I've lost 2 of my 5 readers, and I may have gained another....in the form of Perfectly's Dad's bride........we have a name for her, however.......MARTY....Hi Marty....if you read this. Glad if you do, but worried if you do because you know.....I worry about the verbal vomit that just flows.......but that's part of blogging. Not everyone likes what I say.<br /><br />Anyway, I wanted my big gnarly pencil eraser sized mole removed from my back so it would look prettier in my Hawaii wedding attire!! I'm a moly person...is it moley or moly? Anyway......I have lots of moles. I'm fair skinned and moley. But I got the worst offender removed, and a (hork) skin tag taken off too. I should be toned and hot...I'm still 22 in my HEART........dammit.<br /><br />And, I've got bathing suits. I ordered 2 for the trip. Or do you call them swimming suits...or swim suits? Whatever........it's all awkward when stuffing a size 22 body into these bad boys. I've got 2 styles, and yes. I'm going to show pictures. Obviously I'm not doing much to lose the weight, so it is what it is. I need to learn to LOVE myself, right? I can be a fat hottie, can't I? I'll do it later. After some wine, maybe. The Hawaiian people can be a little on the chunky side so maybe some people will APPRECIATE my rubenesque-ness.<br /><br />Oh, guess what? The warm fuzzies came on again today!! I chatted with my college roommate on Facebook for a while! Y'all know how I love to connect with old friends. I wasn't a very nice college roommate. I got a boyfriend right away, and we were inseperable. Looking back, I realize that maybe one shouldn't be such an asshole to friends when you get a boyfriend, but I snagged a good one! 26 years later we are still together! But anyway, I failed Chrissy as a roommate. She moved out 2nd semester.......I still feel bad that I ran her off. But anyway, we've kept in touch some over the years. We were in each other's weddings, etc......and we visited today. It's just so cool. We plan to get together and get drunk. I mean.....visit over some appetizers and a scant glass of wine.<br /><br />Okay, back to Marty. We had her birtday Dinner a couple of weeks ago, and it was so fun. I asked her if I could introuduce her to you guys and show pictures on my blog, and she said I could!! YAY!! She's more conservative than I, so I wondered if she'd be put off, but she was on the bandwagon........as long as she gets to approve any photos of herself that I post. I think that's pretty fair. Especially since I didn't really give Perfectly's Dad that option. Although he's not been on here alot, I've snuck a picture or two of him here, and he's been none the wiser. So, I worry that my bad words and irreverent attitude towards drinking and hot men will offend her. I haven't had the 'talk' with her like I did my mom and explain that this is MY blog and I write what I want (sort of....I do worry alot about offending people...I've been worrying for PARAGRAPHS now that I'm going to offend some lovely Hawaiian soul that's rail thin.....), and I expect not to be judged. Unless it's positively and that she think's I'm totally cute. Then she can judge. I hate to have that conversation, because we were sort of THROWN into this blended family thing with dad's Cardiac Arrest......and I like her.......and I hope she likes me.......and you know...what if she STOPS after reading my prattling?<br /><br />And I'm mildly ticked off at Perfectly's Dad. He watches NCIS ALL. THE. TIME. Even before he got sick. I'd never seen an episode. EVER. I can't get past Mark Harmon playing Ted Bundy in that 80's tv movie. It's always creeped me out a bit, but you know what, Internet? He's kind of HAWT......even as he ages........and the show is actually funny!! And interesting. So I come home from work and turn it on and usually watch two episodes!! It's kind of weird. Gibbs and Abbey are my favorite characters. Then Ziva. I can't believe I got sucked into ANOTHER show....that's been on for like 5 years, and I've missed ALL OF THE EPISODES!!<br /><br />Okay...I've gotta go try on my bathing/swimming/swim suit and pour some wine. Seriously...I can't believe I committed in writing and in my brain to showing pictures of ME....IN A BATHING/SWIMMING/SWIM SUIT! Being FAT!!! omg!!<br /><br />Toodles for now.Perfectly Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02266751480674764871noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918971720992761350.post-60496427567670539202010-08-12T10:26:00.001-05:002010-08-12T10:33:38.964-05:00HI!!!I’m sorry I’ve lagged so in my blogging. Things have finally calmed down a bit in the Perfectly world, but I was being lazy. At the farm, our computer is away from the family room, so to have to get up, and go into ANOTHER ROOM to blog just seems like a chore sometimes, so I’ve been putting it off.<br /><br />But, now that I’m here, I’ve got some REALLY BIG NEWS!! I’m so excited. WE ARE GOING TO HAWAII!! (HI…get it?…..my title?…..it says hi, as in hello, and HI as in HAWAII!!!!!). Yes, thanks to Perfectly’s Dad, my family gets to go on a lovely vacation…again! We went to Mexico 6 years ago, and now Hawaii. Oh, did I mention that there will be a tropical wedding? I didn’t? Oh……well, MY DADDY IS GETTING MARRIED!!! IN HAWAII!!!!<br /><br />He’s been though one of the roughest health crisis’ I could imagine. This was planned pre cardiac arrest, but obviously, with his health in a tenuous balancing act, we didn’t know how it would pan out. But he’s feeling better, and getting stronger every day, and by later this year, he is confident that he’ll be ready to make the long trip to Oahu for a wedding and vacation. The proposal is official, and we’ve even been DRESS SHOPPING!! The girls that are going all get to be dolled up in more formal beachy attire, and they guys will be in khakis and either polos or long sleeve white shirts. <a href="http://www.davidsbridal.com/Product_Chiffon-Dress-with-Beaded-Neckline-and-Straps-F14006_Bridal-Party-Bridesmaids-Shop-By-Length-Long-Bridesmaid-Dresses">Here is my dress</a>. Mind you, it’s a size 22 and maybe I won’t look as awesome as the skinny model, but still…..A LONG DRESS…….oh, click on the color ‘pool’ (like pool blue in the color swatches) and you’ll see what color I chose. Perfect for tropical weddings, I think!! Of course, I’m hung up on my weight and looking like a popsicle instead of a member of a small wedding party, BUT, I’m still excited as all get out to wear a fancy dress. IN HAWAII!!! The other girls all chose chiffon dresses as well…….and the colors are guava, canary, wisteria and watermelon….so we’ll all look similar but different, and have our own tropical colors to brighten it up. Some dresses are short, some are long…..there are only 3 adults and 2 kids with dresses….and of course the <a href="http://www.davidsbridal.com/Product_Chiffon-slim-gown-with-beaded-empire-waist-and-halter-T9850">BRIDE</a> (her dress.....I have to get permission from her to show her pictures and identify her....she doesn't even know I have a blog)!!<br /><br />We will go to a nice restaurant on the resort property afterwards, and call it done. I think they want SOME glitz and glamour, but yet quiet and simple, too….so there won’t be any crazy dancing or flowers braided into our hair (although the Hippie in me thinks that would be AWESOME). It’s going to be a totally fun, and exciting day and week!! There will be pictures and I’m sure lavish descriptions. They are getting married at one of the resort wedding venues, and not on the beach, but it OVERLOOKS the beach from what I gather. How exciting is THAT? It will be just family…12 of us, I think, including Dad and Bride……<br /><br />My brain is spinning from all the excitement of a vacation and the glamour of a beach WEDDING!! I can hardly contain myself.<br /><br />My 17 yr old son can’t wait to buy a t-shirt that proclaims “I got lei’d”. And my eldest is being a little more reserved on his expression of any excitement. I can’t wait to see the sights and beauty of Hawaii. Of course Mr. P is practically VERKLEMPT at the photo opportunities. Or at least I’d like to think he is. He’s pretty reserved, too. While I’ve been buying travel books and whooping it up, he’s been quietly sitting back and watching me be a fool. <br /><br />So, there. That’s some GOOD news coming from my world…..compared to the latter half of June and beginning of July, this is AWESOME………<br /><br />Happy Wednesday……Toodles for now!!Perfectly Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02266751480674764871noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918971720992761350.post-73174456259060862402010-07-12T10:01:00.000-05:002010-07-12T10:02:13.213-05:00What a difference 3 weeks makes!Well, my dad is home recuperating. It will be a long, slow process, but he’s home……doing alright and should make a full recovery.<br /><br />There are still a lot of things to do and milestones to surpass. Even small things are tough right now……but each day he is better, recovering and will get stronger.<br /><br />His heart stopped. Sudden Cardiac Arrest is what they call it. And 95% of people who suffer this at home do not survive. NINETY FIVE PERCENT. The reason being is because once the heart stops, then no oxygen gets to where it needs to be….and people perish. A defibrillator is necessary to ‘shock’ the heart back into rhythm…..and generally speaking, people do not have these conveniently stowed away for use! He now has a defibrillator/pacemaker in his chest………..portable, and convenient, so should this happen again, he has that immediate response that should get the heart started.<br /><br />You guys, this was scary. Life altering, scary. I am sure I haven’t dealt with all the emotions this stirred up, and of course my own weight issues will worry me…….it has been a stressful several weeks. I am more than grateful that he’s okay, and considering this DID happen, it’s the best possible outcome, but man…....what a difficult trip it’s been.<br /><br />In other news…….well, there really is no other news. We are finally just in the last several days beginning to get back to a semblance of normal in our lives………..Dad is at home and we don’t go over all the time like we did when he was in the hospital. He needs to get to a semblance of ‘normal’ himself…..and us hovering isn’t ‘normal’. Nothing about his life is ‘normal’ right now….but it has to be ‘normal’ for now. Taking a shower is a chore, right now, and healing is of the FIRST priority. In the next couple of weeks he’ll have cardiac rehab set up and the onslaught of follow up doctor visits will begin.<br /><br />So, that’s it. Update over. Let’s hope I can get back to a normal blogging schedule!<br /><br />Happy Monday!<br /><br />Toodles for now!Perfectly Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02266751480674764871noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918971720992761350.post-1370312403835443842010-06-23T08:59:00.002-05:002010-06-23T09:07:54.475-05:00Out of commissionWell, I will be out of commission a while longer, internet........My dad has been in the hospital for over a week, and will be there probably a week longer.<br /><br />He suffered a cardiac arrest on 6/15/10 (which was his birthday) and they said he wouldn't make it. The first responders, EMT, and hospital provided resuscitation and CPR for 35 minutes, and shocked his heart 17 times in that 35 minutes.<br /><br />He made it, and is doing well, believe it or not. However, he has bypass surgery tomorrow, and we've been told we aren't out of the woods yet. *sigh*<br /><br />I have been at the hospital most of that time. We've gone out to eat twice, and other than that picked up food that can be taken there. This is my first opportunity to let you all know where I've been.<br /><br />My Text buddy, <a href="http://msdarkstar.blogspot.com/">Ms. Darkstar </a>has been there all week, and I can't tell you how I appreciate her, and of course <a href="http://asboringasitmaybe.blogspot.com/">Jakki</a>. Jakki came over to the hospital at 11 pm when all of this happened and was 'there' for me. She's been my rock!<br /><br />I'll be around, but how much? I don't know. Think positive thoughts that his bypass will be successful and he'll be the same ornery, sometimes crotchety Perfectly's dad that I know and love.<br /><br />Toodles for now.Perfectly Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02266751480674764871noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918971720992761350.post-11518969442101047892010-06-11T13:59:00.001-05:002010-06-11T14:03:57.665-05:00Bottle BabyWell, Internet….what…it’s been 3 weeks since we moved to the farm? We’ve already got a calf that needs to be bottle fed. <a href="http://www.harvestofhistory.org/assets/object-images/main/cb_CalfBottle.jpg">As in a cow sized bottle with a teat sized nipple. </a> And a baby momma that doesn’t take kindly to people feeding her offspring. I guess baby momma isn’t making milk for the baby. So, I was sent last Sunday to the city of Eldon, Mo, to purchase calf formula. And it’s EXPENSIVE stuff! I wonder if they have bovine WIC or milk replacement food stamps or anything?<br /><br />Baby cows (or calves as they are supposed to be called) are really cute. They aren’t all crusty with other cow’s shit yet. Their hide is soft and their little noses are wet like a dog’s. They frolic in the cooler evenings and like all babies, want to suck CONSTANTLY. Those poor cow momma’s. How it must be to have a several hundred pound baby suckling at your udder.<br /><br />Son #2 broke his collarbone last Friday at the Mizzou Football Camp. Yeah, that was an experience. We took him to the Orthopaedic doctor on Tuesday for a follow up (after going to Urgent Care). And since I don’t have a flair for comedy or words, I won’t be able to artfully articulate what happened there. But is really was totally funny. A young man arrived in the room and introduced himself as the Ortho doctor’s resident. He reviewed Son #2’s x-ray, and turned to face him and asked (rather, confirmed) that it was the LEFT clavicle that was broken. He sat on the stool and proceeded to exam the RIGHT collarbone. For a second, I thought maybe he wanted to compare the non broken to the broken one, but it soon became apparent that he was going by HIS left and not my son’s left. I looked at Mr. P and his expression and immediately lost my cool. I laughed so hard that tears were streaming……belly was jiggling and generally making a complete FOOL of myself. Mr. P got tickled as did son #1. Nobody could regain their composure enough to TELL the resident that he was examining the GOOD collarbone! Finally, after getting kind of a bewildered look from the resident, I tried to stop laughing in this man’s face. I breathed; I bit my lip and finally settled down just a touch. Then, Mr. P finally composed himself to tell they guy he had examined the wrong bone, and I lost it AGAIN. It’s like laughing in Church…you know you shouldn’t….but you can’t help it. The ‘preacher’ (doctor) is giving you dirty looks and all it serves to do is make you laugh HARDER. <br /><br />Then the real doctor arrived and we had to pretend like we hadn’t behaved like a pack of hyenas in front of his resident. That was 10 minutes of my life that I wish I could take back, FOR SURE.<br /><br />So, what have YOU been up to? It’s been a rough few weeks at the Perfectly house, so my blogging has kind of waned a bit. Not that the fives of you would really miss it!<br /><br />Anyway, Happy Friday….y’all KNOW how I love Friday nights!<br /><br />Toodles for now!Perfectly Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02266751480674764871noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918971720992761350.post-65113323017738002172010-06-04T12:05:00.002-05:002010-06-04T12:28:36.239-05:00I AM a winner!Guess what you guys? I WON SOMETHING. I entered a contest <a href="http://badmuthafudruckers.wordpress.com/">HERE</a> and was the winner of some AWESOME <a href="http://s.fatwallet.com/static/attachments/6665_bubble_brown.jpg">Rachel Ray casserole dishes</a>.<br /><br />I read her site today (I was a bit behind) and saw my name!! As the WINNER!! She said that I would get an e-mail...which of course I didn't have...so she re-sent it, and out of the TONS of junk mail I get, I actually remember seeing her name...with the subject of YOU HAVE WON or something to that effect. I get so much junk mail from girl on girl websites, payday loans,etc, that when I saw a 'girl' name with that as the subject, I figured it was porn.....or a loan......<br /><br />hahaha...the joke was on ME......it was LEGIT!<br /><br />So, I sent her a rambling note back referring to lesbian pay day loan sites (jokingly, of course), and now worry that I've offended. Cause y'all KNOW around here, the gays and lesbians are a facinating topic for me...in a good way, not a judgemental petty way. LOVE THE GAYS!!<br /><br />So, I'm a bit blue because none of my buddies want to hang out tonight. There's a 'foam party' at one of the clubs at the Lake tonight. Yes...I know I'm old....and fat....which makes me NOT a candidate for one of these places, but it would be so fun to go watch........just to SEE what it's all about!'<br /><br />OH...speaking of the Lake of the Ozarks...Son #1 got a MAYBE job there....a PROBABLY JOB??..in a nightclub....as a fry/grill cook. Keep your fingers crossed that it will really happen. They said they'd call him this weekend after the schedule was made, but no words of 'you are hired' were uttered, so it PROBABLY is okay, but I still worry. It's an ON THE WATER dance club.......meaning they have the dance floor and club out by the lake (I assume).....so what a fun place for an almost 20 yr old to work, huh? I hope it works for him.<br /><br />Son #2 is at the MIZZOU football camp...and Mr. P is going up to shoot photos. So I'm on my own...no husband....no kids....and apparently NO FRIENDS!!! I'm looking for someone to go to the ANIMAL SWAP MEET with me. It's a weird mix of people, animals, and junk that people sit around and sell...or swap......some of the folk are quite a site. Different than the folk in my world!! It's quite the people watching experience..for sure!<br /><br />We've not solved our dog containment issue on the farm yet. We need an undergound fence...which aren't terribly expensive. HOWEVER the collars are OUTRAGEOUSLY expensive...like up to $129.99 each!! Even though the systems come with one included, we still need to buy 2 more compatible collars.....and it's expensive! They've been pretty good. We take them out on a leash (which they hate) and sometimes just let them out with us in the yard watching. KNOCK ON WOOD this has worked well for now. No darting off after Cows or Cats, yet. Actually, I don't think they've SEEN any cats........so the jury is still out as to how this will work if/when they catch site of one. One that isn't their inside cat!! And, if we can sneak them out one by one...it works even better, because they THINK they are getting something special!<br /><br /><br />Well, I'm out of here. Thanks <a href="http://badmuthafudruckers.wordpress.com/">SARAH</a> for having the contest!! And wish son #1 luck with his nightclub cook job! God, I hope he gets it!!Perfectly Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02266751480674764871noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918971720992761350.post-46818346470056326142010-05-27T08:51:00.004-05:002010-05-27T08:59:13.237-05:00This post promises to be even more random than normalOMG you all!! I have SOOOOOO much to talk about, yet none of it is really any big deal. I don’t know EVEN where to start.<br /><br />Okay, we’ll start with Moving. It sucks. I hate it. We have half of our stuff at the farm and half in the old house….that is filthy and awful right now. I’ve lost my underwear (I can’t say panties, because I wear the granny ones….and those are UNDERWEAR). I have a few pair that I have to wash a lot, but my regular drawer full of choices is GONE. So, who knows where it’ll turn up. We lost money too….and found it in a garbage bag. Maybe my unders are there, too!<br /><br />I have boxes everywhere, and am losing steam to get them unpacked. We’ve got so much to do that it isn’t even funny anymore. There is really no rush, except in my head….because I want it DONE…..but I don’t WANT to do it….it’s a bizarre state of affairs right now.<br /><br />Oh, and I was FRUGAL earlier this week. Maybe farming will make me that way. I wanted to make a stir fry recipe and didn’t have any chicken breast. The store had BONE-IN chicken breasts on sale for .99 a POUND, so that was far more economical. I bought a couple of packages and went home and began butchering. I cut away the breast meat from the bones (well most of it….I am not a very good butcher) and threw the rest into a baking pan with onions and pepper parts and asparagus ends and ROASTED the bones to make STOCK. I boiled the stock and put it into 5 freezer containers for future use. THEN we took the boiled bones/skin down to the barn for the cats to snack on. Oh, and I used my fresh herbs that I harvested from my herb garden to flavor the stock. I am like PIONEER WOMAN or something!<br /><br />Then on Tuesday night I had an embarrassing moment. I wanted to watch Idol. The last couple of weeks, I’ve not watched as much and just read who was kicked off….and watched highlights and so on. But I was tired and wanted to relax. I turned on the humongous television that was left for us and pulled up the ‘guide’. I typed in AMERICAN IDOL and it told me what channel it was on. As I was looking at the guide I realized the Glee was on (duh…how could I forget GLEE???). I tried to turn the channel, and it said ‘no subscription for this channel’. OMFG. No glee? I can live without AI, but GLEE? No freaking way. I called Direct TV to find out how much a new package would cost so I could see Glee. THAT NIGHT.<br /><br />The customer service lady pointed out, while chuckling at me, that we probably had a local FOX affiliate. I asked her to look and tell me the channel. Whew. I had it after all. She thought I was nuts for not wanting to miss Glee. Mr. Schuester is HOT you guys. Hotty Mc Hot!! Take a look at this photo…..WHO KNEW that under his teacher-esque wardrobe of Glee that Matthew Morrison looked like <a href="http://www.styleite.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/05/em-June-2010-by-Mikael-Jansson-1.jpeg">THIS</a>?? Yowza. Then they showed <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6mzaBgSMd_I">previews from next week’s Glee episode</a> and he’s trying to ‘fake’ seduce Sue Sylvester (if you don’t’ watch the show, then you won’t understand how funny that is). And let me tell you…….YUMMY. Can’t wait.<br /><br />So, that about wraps up my week. Moving, frugality, lusting after Mr. Schuester and I’m tired. Oh, during the move, my special lady time arrived. That could be the reason for the crazy setting in this week, to!<br /><br />Although, I have to say. Mr. P and Son #2 worked themselves to the BONE last Saturday to move us. They worked HARD y’all. Somehow they didn’t get the crazy like I did. I know they are more tired than me, but I’m still gonna say it. I’m tired. My knees and feet hurt, and I don’t know where to put shit. I JUST DON’T KNOW!! I just want it magically done. Can someone arrange that for me?<br /><br />Have a good weekend, Internets! I need to work (like at my job) and obsess about moving and Matthew Morrison some more.<br /><br />Toodles for now!!Perfectly Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02266751480674764871noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918971720992761350.post-63422126827363611222010-05-19T09:18:00.012-05:002010-05-19T09:37:07.288-05:00Daisy Duke is IN DA HOUSE!!!Well. Remember when I talked about Perfectly Dad’s farm <a href="http://perfectlyshelly.blogspot.com/2010/03/22-tomato.html">here</a>? Well, it’s about to be Mr. P and Perfectly’s farm!! Well, not exactly the whole farm, but the house that sits on the farm. I KNOW!! Perfectly will be a farmer! Yep……Elly May here. <br /><br />My dad has had this farm for 15 years. My whole life I heard him talk about wanting a farm. There are cattle on it…..a hay field…..a garden! However, he has purchased a house in my city and has moved back to town. He doesn’t want to give up his farm completely. He knows how much Mr. Perfectly loves to putter around the farm, so he suggested in January that maybe Mr. P and I buy the house and maybe 10 acres or so of yard/land and do the day to day stuff to deal with the cows, and he could still be a ‘gentleman farmer’ and come out on weekends and help during really busy times…..hay time……etc.<br /><br />Mr. P is beside himself with excitement. He loves the solitary time at the farm. He’s not a terribly socially active person and prefers to hang out with just family----so this farm thing is totally for him!!<br /><br />The house is actually bigger than our current house. It’s a ranch style home, built in the 1980’s, so it’s a little newer than the one we live in now. I am guessing it’s around 1700-1800 square feet. Here’s the thing. It’s ALL ON ONE LEVEL….come on ladies…..you KNOW how awesome that is! No more lugging groceries, or laundry!! We will have 2 full bathrooms for the first time ever----and the master bath? ……DRUMROLL PLEASE……… is as big as our current BEDROOM is! Can you IMAGINE? It has a 60 gal Jacuzzi tub-----it’s round, and is set into the floor---not just a Jacuzzi tub that looks like a tub….this is like a SPA tub or something. The kitchen is HUGE (by my standards) and was remodeled several years ago…with custom cabinetry! There is a 20x20 (roughly) family room with a fireplace.<br /><br />Now, this may put a crimp in my social life. The farm is 25 miles away from Jefferson City. I won’t be able to just ‘run’ to the grocery, or just ‘run’ to do something with Teenie or Jakki. It will require a little more planning, which is something I don’t do well. However, the pros far outweigh this potential ‘crimp’ and I’ll have so much more room that more people can maybe visit me and we won’t have to go ‘out’.<br /><br />We will take this kind of slow……my current house needs A L O T of work. A lot. It will get remodeled and eventually sold. So there is no ‘closing’ or deadline to get every thing out and clean and what not. We can be more leisurely about that.<br /><br />However, I’m beginning to get more emotional than I thought. I think of the stereotypical moving day/days. You get a bunch of family and friends together to move. Your family and friends are cussing you because they don’t WANT to help you move, but dammit someone had helped THEM move before so they are obligated. The people moving are stressed, everyone tries to be polite, but dread the day, and end it with beer and pizza…..right? I don’t have anyone. My family (except dad) lives in Iowa. I have a very small group of friends…..and one will be on vacation and another lives in Iowa, too! Who does one call to help? I’ve unfortunately been a little weepy over that today. I’m sure Freud or someone who understands the psyche would explain that my weepiness is due to other factors……like MOVING, but manifesting itself into something different. My oldest son has been such a downer lately, and doesn’t want to be in the same ROOM with us, so I don’t even know if I can count on him. It makes me so freaking sad. I’ve always wanted a huge social network, and it’s not meant to be I guess. So, me, Mr. P and son #2 at least will plug along and start the moving process. Hopefully son #1 will jump on board, too.<br /><br />And y’all thought my goat and chicken posts were odd, huh? I actually have a place to PUT them should I want to! I am fortunate to have such an awesome dad that it will afford me the luxury of moving to a bigger, newer house. How exciting!!<br /><br /><a href="http://bonjfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html">Here</a> are some photos taken w/ a cell phone, so sorry for lack of clarity.<br /><br />I will admit that the 'style' of decor is a little dated....and not my style, HOWEVER, that can be changed in time, so no making fun of emerald green and copious amounts of wallpaper and paneling people......2 FULL BATHROOMS.........got it?<br /><br />Toodles for nowPerfectly Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02266751480674764871noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918971720992761350.post-87206708223639028692010-05-17T10:08:00.000-05:002010-05-17T10:10:02.071-05:00Cleaning FrenzyHello, Internet!! I need your STELLAR advice.<br /><br />Um, do you remember the pesky little issue I have with not being a very good housekeeper? Well, the proverbial ‘THIS WILL BITE YOU IN THE BUTT’ moment has arrived. My house STINKS. Yes, the humidity exacerbates the problem, but frankly, when I can smell my own house….musty basement, doggie smell and the KING of HOUSEHOLD ODORS…..cat pee, you KNOW you have a problem, because face it…..you don’t smell your own house………so when you CAN smell it, and smell it A LOT….it’s a real problem.<br /><br />So, what are some cheap, tried and true remedies for elimination of odor? In my basement, I don’t care about how it affects flooring. It will have to be replaced at some point, so if it requires horrible chemicals, and so forth, then BRING IT…because the cat pee is the most pungent and identifiable.<br /><br />Now, here’s the thing. I’ve googled this. And I’ve gotten some really good ideas. On top of actual IDEAS, I’ve heard to call your veterinarian to see how THEY manage pet odors. So, I call my trusty vet. NOTHING. Just the receptionist with her own “this is what I do at home” stuff. Not what I was asking. So, I thought “who better than the Animal Shelter”????? Same damn thing. No shelter tricks, but she told me to use Febreeze. That’s what she uses at home.<br /><br />Well, folks, febreeze is not the solution for my problem! Why wouldn’t a shelter have some amazing thing they use? Even if they can’t sell it to me…….<br /><br />So, <a href="http://asboringasitmaybe.blogspot.com/">Jakki</a> brought out the BIG GUNS and suggested I call a Restoration company…….like Service master or something. So I did. Basically the same damn thing. He at least told me that they use Service Master products and can’t sell them, but no home grown tricks that I hadn’t read on google.<br /><br />So, here’s what I think I will do. Google has several ‘recipes’ in varying combinations using vinegar, baking soda, hydrogen peroxide and a couple of drops of dish soap. I think I’ll try it. Here’s the plan. Douse the floor with baking soda and top it with the vinegar. Let it bubble. For quite a while. Then, clean it up.<br /><br />THEN, take the peroxide with soap mixed in and allow IT to set on the floor for 15 minutes or so. Then clean THAT up. I’ve heard it works.<br /><br />What do YOU think? The cat pee is pretty limited to a 2x6 foot area that we have blocked off for his use. He get perturbed when his box gets messy and sometimes uses the floor around the box. Hence the soaked in odor.<br /><br />Now, I need solutions for getting dog/cat smell (general smell not necessarily urine) out of the rest of the house. HEEELLLLPPPPP.<br /><br />Oh……why now? Why so up in arms? Well, we are moving. That’s part of my big ‘secret’ I’ve alluded too. And a large part of my anxiety…….but that’s all I can say. For now. That’s a little tidbit of info. No city changes, etc. Just a house change. However, that means that my house will need to be sold at some point. And I doubt a potential home buyer will desire a house with that pesky pet odor.<br /><br />So, bring on the home remedies. Mind you, they need to be pretty cheap…..I can’t afford professional restoration people or cleaning people.<br /><br />Oh, are any of you antique buffs….or know anything about antiques? If so, let me know so I can e-mail you a photo of something I bought as a gift……….again, can’t say more as the recipient reads this!!<br /><br />Thanks! Happy Monday….toodles for now!!Perfectly Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02266751480674764871noreply@blogger.com4