UPDATE: Well, so far soo good! I resisted the bowl of chocolate on the table at work, said a prayer for my DMD guys....actually had numerous opportunities for a RAOK today, but the one I am giving credit for is cleaning off the desk of a co-worker who has been on maternity leave for 8 weeks and is due back to work tommorrow. Her desk looked a mess with dust and all of our junk on it. So, I took a bleach wipe, cleaned it all down, replaced her things and made it look just like she left it... she will never know.
Ok, now for fun stuff... umm, lets see... oh I could tell you about why I didn't post last night. Here's the scoop. I have been suffereing from this terrible itch that turns out to be an allergic reaction to my asthma med. So, I ended up getting a steroid shot last night around 7 ish.. which if any of you all have had this, knows that it's bound to set in motion HYPERACTIVITY. I get home, feeling pain from my shot. I sit for a bit and WHAM.. it hits me! I walked into Keatons room ( a place most should never go) and I finally got the engery to clean it out. I started at 9 and was finished by 10:30, I re-arranged furniture, pulled out his lovely stash from under the bed, dresser and closet and would have re painted had I had any paint. I should have taken a before and after pictures... here is what I found under the bed:
1. pot tart box, minus 4 pop tarts
2. soda can, empty
3.every battery that I bought for Christmas presents and couldn't find so I bought more, lost those and bought more.. get the picture?
4 lots o toys.. no matching parts
5. some computer speakers that he " cut" with ..
6. a pair of scissors
7. Tape of course.. lots of tape
8. candy wrappers
9. breakfast bar wrappers
10. his windsheild wiper that he usually sleeps with
11. screwdriver set
12. Christian's lego box
13. Cell phone car charger
and many many more, but this was what I could remember.
Yes, I do check his room quite frequently, but during the holidays, I just hadn't had the energy to tackel it. He was quite upset at my new rule ( which isn't new, just the punshment is) that for every piece of food found in his room, I will confiscate 1 playstation game. if he has no more games left, then the playstation goes. Ta da! He called me today while I was at work to tell me that he was " checking on me" wanted to know " what time I would be home" and that he is keeping his room clean...hmmm, don't think I didn't make it to his room first thing when I came home... but lucky for him, he was telling the truth and it looked pretty much like I left it yesterday :)
So, pictures to come of the misshaps, just not tonight..don't worry, there is plenty I'm sure! Till next post friends..Have a blessed day :)
Monday, January 4, 2010
Saturday, January 2, 2010
Twenty Ten Take Two...
Ok, day two of twenty ten and so far so good. Although, I will say that what I thought would be the hardest of my two NYR is not the hardest after all. Avoiding sweets is not the problem, it's finding an opportunity for RAOK everyday. I ventured out at one point hoping to have an opportunity, but didn't. I did however loan out some windex to a neighbor and when she tried to pay me, I declined. I guess this could count.
Now I must go get off early tonight, I know only day two and I'm cutting it short. But I am waiting for a " date" with my brother and parentals on SKYPE...so, ta ta for now! OH and a BIG THANK YOU to my FB buddie and now blogger friend, Kat..who is reading my blog!
Now I must go get off early tonight, I know only day two and I'm cutting it short. But I am waiting for a " date" with my brother and parentals on SKYPE...so, ta ta for now! OH and a BIG THANK YOU to my FB buddie and now blogger friend, Kat..who is reading my blog!
Friday, January 1, 2010
Happy New Year!
Ok, LOOOOONNNG time no write. I know, but I vow to make this year a little better in the life of the " blog".
For starters, let's talk about New Years Resolution. Yep, I made one... crazy me. I REALLY want to see this through this year though. Here it is, I only made two:
1. ELIMINATE ALL SWEETS for an ENTIRE YEAR.
Ok, wow, I know what you're thinking..impossible. Not exactly. The idea behind this is not to be on some crazy diet, it's meant for me to suffer a little bit. I decided that the guilt of living a normal, typical life with not much in the way of discomforts has distrubed me. Thinking of Christian and his daily struggles continues to wear on me. I want to help him, wipe this thing away, but I can't. So, my plan is to fast for him this year. To deprive myself of all sweets, to pray for him and my DMD community. To have daily discomforts ( hey, I work in an office full of women that LOOOVVVE sweets). That's the plan.
2. Do one RANDOM ACT OF KINDNESS everyday this year.
It doesn't have to be a BIG noticable act..just something that may spark a " pay it forward" type of deal. I just want to be a better person this next year, thought this would help.
OK, so this blog thingy is going to first list my two Resolutions and then contain whatever else tickles my fancy. I'm sure it will have some contents of Keaton and his crazyness and tales of Wanita and Christian...so stay tuned..if anyone is even out there that reads this thing anymore..
So far today I have stuck to the code and have not consumed any sweets and performed 1 RAOK first thing this morning. Here's what I did. Typically, I take Wanita for a short walk in the cove first thing in the morning before I head off to work. This stimulates the poopy thus helping us all out. So, I had started getting the newspaper for two of my neighbors as their paper is generally thrown at the curb, and with it being butt freezin cold it only makes their morning a little warmer. Both are older, and read their paper with coffee first thing when they get up. This morning I was a little late getting out there, but I decided to add another person to the list, another neighbor. I know she doesn't particularly have time in the morning to read the paper, nor have time for coffee I'm sure. It's easier for her to get it, but this morning it was on Wanita and myself to get if. So, there is my first RAOK... I'm just getting started!
Sooooo..... Bring on twenty-ten!
For starters, let's talk about New Years Resolution. Yep, I made one... crazy me. I REALLY want to see this through this year though. Here it is, I only made two:
1. ELIMINATE ALL SWEETS for an ENTIRE YEAR.
Ok, wow, I know what you're thinking..impossible. Not exactly. The idea behind this is not to be on some crazy diet, it's meant for me to suffer a little bit. I decided that the guilt of living a normal, typical life with not much in the way of discomforts has distrubed me. Thinking of Christian and his daily struggles continues to wear on me. I want to help him, wipe this thing away, but I can't. So, my plan is to fast for him this year. To deprive myself of all sweets, to pray for him and my DMD community. To have daily discomforts ( hey, I work in an office full of women that LOOOVVVE sweets). That's the plan.
2. Do one RANDOM ACT OF KINDNESS everyday this year.
It doesn't have to be a BIG noticable act..just something that may spark a " pay it forward" type of deal. I just want to be a better person this next year, thought this would help.
OK, so this blog thingy is going to first list my two Resolutions and then contain whatever else tickles my fancy. I'm sure it will have some contents of Keaton and his crazyness and tales of Wanita and Christian...so stay tuned..if anyone is even out there that reads this thing anymore..
So far today I have stuck to the code and have not consumed any sweets and performed 1 RAOK first thing this morning. Here's what I did. Typically, I take Wanita for a short walk in the cove first thing in the morning before I head off to work. This stimulates the poopy thus helping us all out. So, I had started getting the newspaper for two of my neighbors as their paper is generally thrown at the curb, and with it being butt freezin cold it only makes their morning a little warmer. Both are older, and read their paper with coffee first thing when they get up. This morning I was a little late getting out there, but I decided to add another person to the list, another neighbor. I know she doesn't particularly have time in the morning to read the paper, nor have time for coffee I'm sure. It's easier for her to get it, but this morning it was on Wanita and myself to get if. So, there is my first RAOK... I'm just getting started!
Sooooo..... Bring on twenty-ten!
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Odd but true....
More of Keaton's obssession with "TAPE" and "FANS" This is a shot of tape hanging from his air conditoner vents with tissue on the ends.... why??
For some strange reason, he uses the tape as kinda like a flag... he sets this up EVERYWHERE! I have banned tape from my home. I step in it, I wash it in the washer, it gets on my clothes and in the car, it has even been removed from my clothes at CHURCH!!
Yes, strange indeed! OK, this next shot is of Waffle, who no matter where he is, runs to my seat after I get up. I come back and this is what I have to contend with....
He is an odd little ( well, maybe not little) kitty. He rarely goes anywhwere without his buddy, the scorpion puppet. He will look for it at night and call to it before coming to bed... Here he is with his buddy...
Well, that should be enough Oddness for now, believe me ...there is plenty more left. If anyone can figure us out, please let me know...... am I this odd????
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Boo-hoo!!
Sad Sad day for me!!!
I am officially off jury duty! :( I called today and was told this was the last recording as I no longer have to call the number, I am no longer a perspective juror, my service has ended!!!
To tell you the truth, I am really sad about this! I enjoyed my experience! I now have to wait 2 whole years before I can serve again :( boo hoo!!!!! HOWEVER, I was told that I could be called in any time for Federal Jury!! Wow, that would be some BIG BIG cases...keeping my fingers crossed!!!
I am officially off jury duty! :( I called today and was told this was the last recording as I no longer have to call the number, I am no longer a perspective juror, my service has ended!!!
To tell you the truth, I am really sad about this! I enjoyed my experience! I now have to wait 2 whole years before I can serve again :( boo hoo!!!!! HOWEVER, I was told that I could be called in any time for Federal Jury!! Wow, that would be some BIG BIG cases...keeping my fingers crossed!!!
Monday, February 23, 2009
Is it the end???
Well, I think my jury duty days are almost over. I was kinda glad that they didn't call me for this last case. It appeared to be a bit "overstuffed" with info that I could not control my ADDness for. I can only stay tuned for soo long and then.... oops, you lost me, I was somewhere on the beach. That wouldn't be too good for the poor person on trial.
Now, a little update on the Canine Companions thing...oh who am I kiddin, no one reads this thing anymore..I'm acting like I have this audience when I am basically talking to myself.
Well, who cares...so, Canine Companions...we have officially been ACCEPTED!! Yeah! Now we just have to wait to see what class we are in . Every Feb, May, Aug, and Nov they hold 2 week classes. We are hoping to be in the May class as this works best for Christian as far as school and spending the days at home with the dog without little brother around. ( Brother will be busy this summer terrorizing counselors at the YMCA)...
Well, that's it for now, I do have some funny video's to post, maybe this evening...maybe not. I have to get two boys baths, help with homework, and your typical evening stuff...
Tah Tah for now!
Now, a little update on the Canine Companions thing...oh who am I kiddin, no one reads this thing anymore..I'm acting like I have this audience when I am basically talking to myself.
Well, who cares...so, Canine Companions...we have officially been ACCEPTED!! Yeah! Now we just have to wait to see what class we are in . Every Feb, May, Aug, and Nov they hold 2 week classes. We are hoping to be in the May class as this works best for Christian as far as school and spending the days at home with the dog without little brother around. ( Brother will be busy this summer terrorizing counselors at the YMCA)...
Well, that's it for now, I do have some funny video's to post, maybe this evening...maybe not. I have to get two boys baths, help with homework, and your typical evening stuff...
Tah Tah for now!
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Jury Duty
Hadn't written in awhile but felt compelled to write about my Jury Duty experience. The story starts like this...
Now, I have never had to serve on Jury Duty before. But going along with everyone elses attitude about serving, I though I Would surely hate it. I got my little notification letter, went to the fist calling where we were informed that a Juror typically serves 3 months, however we were the so called " Lucky Ones" to get a break and only have to serve 2! wha- hoo!! ( or so I thought). I was to call in every night from January til the end of February. The sucky part of it all was not knowing if I had to go in til the night before, so any of my meetings with work ( which I have LOTS of) may not happen and I would have to cancel with these poor families. But, this is my " Civil Duty" so chin up and serve well fellow citizen!
So, all goes pretty well until the big day....January 20...Inauguration Day! I will NEVER EVER forget this day, not because it's our first Black president ( although he isn't black because his mama was white and on the birth certificate they HAVE to list the mother's race as the race of the child, therefore he is WHITE you people!) but because of the tragedy that I went through!
I found out on the 19 that I was to report for Jury selection the next day. Still the same attitude of: This is stupid...I am dreading this...yada yada yada... ok, so now I show up ( a little early) and have to sit outside the court room because court is in session. Great, gives me time to complain with the other perspective jurors. But as I look around and more and more start showing up, I am a little concerned with who they have to pick from. I mean, you've got a guy to my left who looks like he slept in the bus station last night, smelly, greasy hair and talking about his family that are all locked up. Who is he talking to? Another guy who smells like he just got out of a bar. Then there's pops, who comes with his walker, can't hear anything and is completely outta breath by the time the doors open. I thought he was gonna croak right there by his raspy breathes and shaky self.
Once inside, the judge explains that he has a case and will call 13 names to sit in the jury box. Or at least that's what I thought I heard. Mind you, by this time I was in complete utter shock that gramps over here is still with us and that the stinky greasy bus station guy is handing someone gum ( or is it??) to some other disgusting figure. All of a sudden, the first name the judge calls is .... "Mrs. Kristina Powell". Nice. Juror #1 of course! oops, what am I supposed to do again? I stand up, walk up front and look around, thanking the convict that I now have to sentence with a slignt nod, he points me in the right direction. Great.
So with all 13 spots filled ( greasy bus guy sits in front of me), the prosecuting attorney starts her spill. I'm trying to give it my best and fight my ADDness. Judgie poo then talks to us and each one of us has to tell him a little about ourselves. GREAT, in front of the felon! At least we didn't have to give our address etc. So, a few jurors get voted off by the prosecuting attorney and the other lawyer dude and wham, we now have our 13. Me being #1. Prosecuting attorney lady asked me a question, lucky for me I was paying attention and she smiled and now she is really checking me out. Pay Attention Kristi, don't mess this up.
The story is the felon guy was caught driving recklessly ( age 19) and tried to run from the cops. When he finally pulled over, he tried to get out of the car and run. But supremeo cop stopped him, saw the bottle of Gin in the front seat, almost empty, and smelled the tall tell sign of what he had been doing. He asked the felon, " Did you have anything to drink tonight?" " sure did" was the response.
Ok, sounds like a confession to me welp, I know what my vote is... so now the dude recants and thinks he should be left off and not get a DUI. ( not to mention that he is under the legal age for drinking). So, now I'm all about this. We get this cool official badge for Jurors..I'm important!! We get to go back and take a break, sent off to lunch to watch the Inauguration, and report back. We have the coolest break room with candy and coffee..I mean "life is good as a juror! Can I have this as my profession?? All time juror yeah buddy! I'm all about this. Court officials and officers smile as we walk by, and me..JUROR #1 Yah! I'm all excited, ran to work to show off my badge, and believe me they tried to get info about the case, but I stayed true to my duty and told them NOTHING! Top secret, for us IMPORTANT people~
So now we go back hear some more witnesses, me the only juror with a notepad and pencil. I am ALL about this!!! But there's a problem, waaaaaay back in the beginning before he called us to the jury box, Judgie poo told us that 1 juror would not be allowed to deliberate and that their name would be drawn out of the deck with all our names and whomever name comes up goes home. I kinda remember this, but not really. So, just about time to deliberate and I grab my purse, I'm ready to go back and discuss this when all of a sudden... "Mrs. Powell, you're free to go"....What??? What?? No way!!! I start to stand up and my face tells it all. Judgie Poo says " Wow, we've never had that response before." Well, I didn't even realize it at the time, but I started "pouting" ...Oh yes, pouting! Well, I work with 2 year olds all the time what do you expect!
So, now I must leave. I sadly walk by the awesome jury room, take my badge off, and head for the door. DANG!! This can't be! This just can't be! So distraught that I try to exit by way of the closet door. Thanks bailiff! Once outside the door, a police officer asks me to wait as the prosecuting attorney wanted to speak with me. hmm, ok, sure. Maybe she has a special assignment for me?! No, she wanted to know what my vote would have been. Dah, this isn't rocket science, the guy is guilty and should have his license removed...She liked that and said I could call her to know what happened.
As I head to the office, I am seriously SERIOUSLY bummed! I could barely get in the door without expressing my feelings. My boss said I could go home, all paid for by Civil Service..still didn't help me though. I came home and could not for some reason get it together... I mean, this was unfinished business for me. And that's just how the rest of my week went. All week, nothing I did worked out. I would try and call new referrals, no one called me back, I tried to see people that were scheduled, they weren't home, I made arrangements to see a mama at the hospital with a sick baby and she dodged me.. I mean ALL week this went on and I STILL could not get over this whole court thing. I later found out that the other juror's decided the guy was not guilty of drunk driving and the judge was not happy with that decision. Go figure! There would have been serious lock down if I was still there because the guy was GUILTY!! That's what you get when you leave it up to some of those crazy folks!
Now, I know this was rather long and hopefully you have stayed with me here because I have some GOOD NEWS...or not so good news...
I have to report for Jury selection AGAIN tomorrow! Now I am here to tell you that if they kick me off this time, I won't go out without a fight!! I may just start crying or something! Chances are that they won't call me again, and it won't be the same if I'm not Juror #1. But , if I am called, at least I can wear that cool badge and eat some snacks in the deliberation room that is ONLY FOR JURORS!!!
Wish me luck!!!
Now, I have never had to serve on Jury Duty before. But going along with everyone elses attitude about serving, I though I Would surely hate it. I got my little notification letter, went to the fist calling where we were informed that a Juror typically serves 3 months, however we were the so called " Lucky Ones" to get a break and only have to serve 2! wha- hoo!! ( or so I thought). I was to call in every night from January til the end of February. The sucky part of it all was not knowing if I had to go in til the night before, so any of my meetings with work ( which I have LOTS of) may not happen and I would have to cancel with these poor families. But, this is my " Civil Duty" so chin up and serve well fellow citizen!
So, all goes pretty well until the big day....January 20...Inauguration Day! I will NEVER EVER forget this day, not because it's our first Black president ( although he isn't black because his mama was white and on the birth certificate they HAVE to list the mother's race as the race of the child, therefore he is WHITE you people!) but because of the tragedy that I went through!
I found out on the 19 that I was to report for Jury selection the next day. Still the same attitude of: This is stupid...I am dreading this...yada yada yada... ok, so now I show up ( a little early) and have to sit outside the court room because court is in session. Great, gives me time to complain with the other perspective jurors. But as I look around and more and more start showing up, I am a little concerned with who they have to pick from. I mean, you've got a guy to my left who looks like he slept in the bus station last night, smelly, greasy hair and talking about his family that are all locked up. Who is he talking to? Another guy who smells like he just got out of a bar. Then there's pops, who comes with his walker, can't hear anything and is completely outta breath by the time the doors open. I thought he was gonna croak right there by his raspy breathes and shaky self.
Once inside, the judge explains that he has a case and will call 13 names to sit in the jury box. Or at least that's what I thought I heard. Mind you, by this time I was in complete utter shock that gramps over here is still with us and that the stinky greasy bus station guy is handing someone gum ( or is it??) to some other disgusting figure. All of a sudden, the first name the judge calls is .... "Mrs. Kristina Powell". Nice. Juror #1 of course! oops, what am I supposed to do again? I stand up, walk up front and look around, thanking the convict that I now have to sentence with a slignt nod, he points me in the right direction. Great.
So with all 13 spots filled ( greasy bus guy sits in front of me), the prosecuting attorney starts her spill. I'm trying to give it my best and fight my ADDness. Judgie poo then talks to us and each one of us has to tell him a little about ourselves. GREAT, in front of the felon! At least we didn't have to give our address etc. So, a few jurors get voted off by the prosecuting attorney and the other lawyer dude and wham, we now have our 13. Me being #1. Prosecuting attorney lady asked me a question, lucky for me I was paying attention and she smiled and now she is really checking me out. Pay Attention Kristi, don't mess this up.
The story is the felon guy was caught driving recklessly ( age 19) and tried to run from the cops. When he finally pulled over, he tried to get out of the car and run. But supremeo cop stopped him, saw the bottle of Gin in the front seat, almost empty, and smelled the tall tell sign of what he had been doing. He asked the felon, " Did you have anything to drink tonight?" " sure did" was the response.
Ok, sounds like a confession to me welp, I know what my vote is... so now the dude recants and thinks he should be left off and not get a DUI. ( not to mention that he is under the legal age for drinking). So, now I'm all about this. We get this cool official badge for Jurors..I'm important!! We get to go back and take a break, sent off to lunch to watch the Inauguration, and report back. We have the coolest break room with candy and coffee..I mean "life is good as a juror! Can I have this as my profession?? All time juror yeah buddy! I'm all about this. Court officials and officers smile as we walk by, and me..JUROR #1 Yah! I'm all excited, ran to work to show off my badge, and believe me they tried to get info about the case, but I stayed true to my duty and told them NOTHING! Top secret, for us IMPORTANT people~
So now we go back hear some more witnesses, me the only juror with a notepad and pencil. I am ALL about this!!! But there's a problem, waaaaaay back in the beginning before he called us to the jury box, Judgie poo told us that 1 juror would not be allowed to deliberate and that their name would be drawn out of the deck with all our names and whomever name comes up goes home. I kinda remember this, but not really. So, just about time to deliberate and I grab my purse, I'm ready to go back and discuss this when all of a sudden... "Mrs. Powell, you're free to go"....What??? What?? No way!!! I start to stand up and my face tells it all. Judgie Poo says " Wow, we've never had that response before." Well, I didn't even realize it at the time, but I started "pouting" ...Oh yes, pouting! Well, I work with 2 year olds all the time what do you expect!
So, now I must leave. I sadly walk by the awesome jury room, take my badge off, and head for the door. DANG!! This can't be! This just can't be! So distraught that I try to exit by way of the closet door. Thanks bailiff! Once outside the door, a police officer asks me to wait as the prosecuting attorney wanted to speak with me. hmm, ok, sure. Maybe she has a special assignment for me?! No, she wanted to know what my vote would have been. Dah, this isn't rocket science, the guy is guilty and should have his license removed...She liked that and said I could call her to know what happened.
As I head to the office, I am seriously SERIOUSLY bummed! I could barely get in the door without expressing my feelings. My boss said I could go home, all paid for by Civil Service..still didn't help me though. I came home and could not for some reason get it together... I mean, this was unfinished business for me. And that's just how the rest of my week went. All week, nothing I did worked out. I would try and call new referrals, no one called me back, I tried to see people that were scheduled, they weren't home, I made arrangements to see a mama at the hospital with a sick baby and she dodged me.. I mean ALL week this went on and I STILL could not get over this whole court thing. I later found out that the other juror's decided the guy was not guilty of drunk driving and the judge was not happy with that decision. Go figure! There would have been serious lock down if I was still there because the guy was GUILTY!! That's what you get when you leave it up to some of those crazy folks!
Now, I know this was rather long and hopefully you have stayed with me here because I have some GOOD NEWS...or not so good news...
I have to report for Jury selection AGAIN tomorrow! Now I am here to tell you that if they kick me off this time, I won't go out without a fight!! I may just start crying or something! Chances are that they won't call me again, and it won't be the same if I'm not Juror #1. But , if I am called, at least I can wear that cool badge and eat some snacks in the deliberation room that is ONLY FOR JURORS!!!
Wish me luck!!!
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