Author Archives: Alison

Sep12

Not Too Sick to Get Stuff Done!

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Not Too Sick to Get Stuff Done!

Sanitized the cat boxes (ick. ickyick. It must be done every week, though!) Made a psydoc appointment, worked out stuff with the lady whose car I smeared (what a racket these body shops have!) got in touch with the guy who’ll install gutters and fix exterior trim for us. Then hit the road, found that there’s a JoAnn’s in Brick a stone’s throw from the Costco, so I picked up my 8 inch Ginghers shears there before getting all the bix bog shopping done. Put away groceries. More laundry (laundry is my life!!!!). Got kids to do homework and practice music. Made Aloo Gobi for dinner. It takes a lot of time because you have to cut potatos up small then fry them, then cut cauliflower up small and fry that and mince ginger and fry that and >then< cook everything. It’s not the best thing to be having for dinner the night before weigh-in, but what the heck.

Sep12

I Hab a Code id da Doze. . .

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I Hab a Code id da Doze. . .

I woke up this morning thinking that the allergies were just worse than usual. Oh, heavens, no! I’m all sploogy and red and raw and sore now, and of course, can’t take anything for it. I looked all over to see if I could find the Vicks Vapo-Rub. It burns when it first goes on, but it clears the congestion. I think, though, that I threw away the jar because it’s older than I am. Hubby went to Carolyn’s Back to School Night tonight because I feel too sucky, and he’s going to pick me up a new jar.

The therapist is encouraging me to get some meds for ADD and anxiety so it’ll be easier for us to work out the things I’m stumbling over, and I really am thinking of seeing what’s out there. Just not Paxil. I was concerned because of the whole heart thing, but got a call from the cardiologist, and everything’s fine. So, yeah, it’s anxiety. In fact, as I wrote this, it felt like my heart skipped a beat. I got a list of psychiatrists from him, tried to match up his recommendations with who participates in our plan, and it’s slim pickings. The sister of a former neighbor is on the list, too – but that name would never be in the running. It would be bad to see that particular doc, I think.

I’ve been poking around the internet looking at sewing and fashion and pattern sites. I’m a little pumped (as pumped as I can be, the way my head is feeling ATM) because I also got my supplies from Atlanta Thread And Supply, and my new drafting/cutting mat is bright white, which will make tracing and marking and drafting an order of magnitude easier. I also bought the Gutterman thread chart with the actual thread, so now I’ll be able to order the exact right color for my fabrics. I have some stuff I want to do tomorrow besides sewing, but making something new is definitely on the list for this week.

Sep10

It’s Nice to be Close to the Beach.

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It’s Nice to be Close to the Beach.

After a lazy morning (except for the hour long walk to get bagels. . .I walked there, called hubby to pick me and the bagels up!) of reading Sunday papers, having coffee and bagels, and taking Carolyn out for gym sneakers (with a stop at the animal rescue adoption area. . .AWWWKITTENSANDPUPPIES!) we finally managed to get everyone showered and dressed and headed off to Island Beach State Park for the annual Beach Plum Festival.

It was a nice little setup, although we got there too late to actually go pick beach plums. We were glad we’d driven only 20 minutes to get there, not nearly two hours. We wandered around, looked at the craft displays (briefly) and tasted beach plum jam, then headed up to Seaside Heights.

SH was having its seafood festival. Well, it was a lot like Bloomfield’s Harvest Festival, only with more actual crafts and fewer flea market booths, and seafood instead of zeppoles and sausage. We wandered up and down Grant Ave., decided to sit down at the Cantina on the boardwalk and have mexican and margaritas instead of standing and scarfing fried fish and beer. The weather at the beach was a bit cool for bathing suits, what with the stiff breeze and all, and the water looked. . .well. . .nice to look at. So we had a lovely time sitting by the second floor balcony and looking down on it all. Needless to say, getting onto the island, finding parking, and getting back onto the bridge was pretty darned easy.

Now? We’re waiting for the kids to finish practicing their music, and then we’re going to watch “Shaun of the Dead.” We need to get that and “Sin City” back to Netflix asap, because the kids now want to see “Tron” and “The Omen” (the original. I don’t think the remake, despite its meteoric trip from the front pages of the Entertainment section of the paper to obscurity, has made it to DVD yet.) If we get them in the mailbox tomorrow, we’ll have the new ones by Wednesday. I love Netflix.