On being me

I am finally among the living.  I've been sick with strep throat and sinus.  After waiting it out for  a week, I went to the doctor last Friday.  She gave me a shot and put me on another round of antibiotics.  I'm happy I am getting better.

 

                                                            Impending storms

I've been asked to do the center piece for our group garden club meeting.  I don't have a way to store fresh flowers and the shop I used to work has closed.  I would rather do bedding plants, but then I thought about doing silk flowers.  I love the colors in the silk one.  I have to drive a ways to get to the meeting and don't like the idea of doing a fresh arrangement.  Any thoughts?                                      

                                                                              Silk flowers or

bedding plants?

On being sick...

I haven't gone to help my sister unpack because I got sick with diverticulitis.  I will be on two antibiotics for 14 days.  I have to say that this has been rather painful and has caused everything to have a domino effect.  I'm just glad that I broke down and went to the doctor. 

You know how they say "Everything works for the good...", well that's so true.  Being sick wreaks havoc on my life in so many ways.  One of which is sleep...I haven't slept in over a week because of the of the discomfort.  My stomach hurts so I can't eat, then my blood sugar goes awry, then.... then... then.  Argh!   It all falls apart. 

All I have to do is get through the next 14 days of antibiotics.  Oh...that will do my stomach in.

One thing I am thankful for...this cooler weather.  It's been in the lower nineties.

Forgive and forget

I struggle with letting go when someone hurts me. I become such a child that I don't even recognize myself. Last weekend, someone (my husband) pointed that very fact out to me. Needless to say, I was not happy. I don't know where this comes from? Maybe something deep rooted in my past, but I don't like myself when I am ugly and want revenge.

While I was walking yesterday, I just thought over and over why do I do that? How can I stop doing that? What makes me so unforgiving? Why do I let that person bother me? My friends know that I will take and take until I have had enough, then I just loose it. Well that happened about a month ago with my neighbor, so I just wrote her off. Poof, she does not exist to me anymore. She is now telling my other neighbor that I am touched in the head? Great just what I need from the big white burrito woman. Of course my neighbor does not believe her and just tells me to laugh it off.

Seems everything she does aggravates me. I am on guard for her next attack and I can't stand myself for this. I am so sick of this mess. I can't move, so I just try to ignore her. What gives them the right to play their freakin tejano music so loud. It just annoys the hell out of me. I think it she is inconsiderate. My husband said "You are worse than her." What? Oh! Please say it ain't so. I could not believe he said that to me! Forgive and forget? I don't think so.

Love Thy Neighbor...Uggh?

New people moved in the house next door less than a year ago and I am still struggling to accept my neighbors. I thought they were going to be great neighbors at first until I got to know the wife. She is a freakin psycho nut case.

Keep in mind that we all live in the country with a couple of acres each. We built our home 24 years ago and raised our children here. So this place means a great deal to me and I call it home. We recently remodeled over half of our entire home. It was major work, but worth it because we finally have our dream home.

So what's the problem you might be asking? Junk cars! My neighbors spent all this money to be in the country only to have clunker cars in the front right of way. Actually, they don't even park them in their drive but on the side of the road bc she does not want to see the clunkers. So, I have to view them from my front window. If you take care of your property and enjoy yard work then you will understand my dilemma and why this bothers me.

I have embraced my new neighbors by cooking meals for them, learning about their family, gifts for their birthdays and trying to celebrate the differences. I am good friends with their 16 yr. old son. He has done some yard work for me and we just became friends. He is a great young man. But the mother is another story. Trailor trash to say it nicely.

And where did these clunkers come from? The husband's crew drives to their house and they park on the side of road. Sometimes there are two to three cars and a lot of laborers. They work oilfield so they are parked there day and night bc of the long hours. I ask her nicely to move the junk cars and truck, but she said she did not want to see them in her main entrance driveway, of which she has two.

They play music so loud in their backyard from husband's work truck. Thanks to them, I now like small children, brightly colored lawn furniture, large family barbecues, parakeets, mexicans and lots of talking and screeming from family and friends because they party any time they can.

I know that this seems so trivial to some, but this is not trivial to me. I am thinking of selling our home to get away from these low lifes. Did I mention that they are parking in front of our water fill station. Firetrucks refill here because there are not hydrants out in the country. Besides, we paid for half of the installation 24 years ago. That is just stupid! So for me, I choose to just have my say on my blog, try to ignore the problem and wait for revenge.