Progress was made

Still struggling with the news that I wouldn't be able to see my husband till friday, I woke not ready to face the tasks which lay before me. I needed to clean and help in the yard as well as go to Walmart. I hate that store sometimes. I can't deny that their prices are right, but I just don't like going there. I much prefer Winco and Target. But I digress. I waited till Abi took a nap and decided that to take the edge off my depression I needed to tackle the tasks at hand. Though I did not get to everything on my list, I did get dishes done once, picked up the living room and vacuumed. I started on the laundry. I need to fold them still though. I was forced to mop the kitchen twice because my dish washer flooded time and again.
I also went to walmart to get my oil changed and the line was longer than I wanted to wait for. So I just got my select groceries for the night and flowers for the new bed in the front of the house. Once home, I started dinner. While that was cooking I helped my mom in the front. Not much else I suppose. I need to get folding on the laundry.
I am gonna tackle my room tomorrow. Yea!

Disappointed in Marysville

Yea, I am still home tonight. Chad called me while I was shopping in Target this evening a bit after 7. He told me he was going to be working till the wee hours of the morning, say 3 o'clock. If I wanted I could still come down but I wouldn't really see him much. Then the next day is 'game' night so I wouldn't be able to see him till the wee hours again. Thursday is the last day of the show and he is homeward on Friday. Needless to say, I was grateful I pushed back the departure time (I was gonna be in Seattle at 6) because then I was able to get his call while in Marysville still.
I am disappointed only because I had my hopes up. I was really looking forward to it. Oh well, I have things I should do here anyway.

Another day, Another post

Today I am going to go visit Chad in Seattle tonight. I am very excited.

Here's to Old Friends and New Vacuums

Oh I got the most delightful email! My Sensei, back from my college karate class, sent me an email. I had sent her an email about this blog site. I love getting emails from long ago friends. It made me so happy to read about her ventures on the sea.
As for the new vacuum bit, well, I have a new vacuum. I couldn't take emptying mine anymore. I hate, I really mean HATE, dealing with the constant clean up of a canister vacuum. I have had my dirt devil since I got married. I really wish I had done more research before picking one out when I registered for my wedding. The stupid thing has always given me trouble. The vacuum had very little suction and was very loud. I broke down a couple days ago and vowed that when mom returned from Oregon I was getting a new one.
So today, I took my old dirt devil, got some trade in value off a new hoover tempo and came home happy. I used it already a couple times and am ecstatic at the fact I don't have to beat the filters or take the canister outside anymore. I really didn't like doing that.
I was not prepared for the suction though! My floor is renewed in plushness again. ON the flip side of that, I sucked up and earring and a leash! I got the leash out but don't care enough about the earring, so to the dust graveyard it goes.
Tonight, I am phone shopping. My husband's phone is dying very quickly. The show he is on right now in Seattle has a company selling new phones discounted. He sent me a list of the ones they have and we are comparing.
Oh speaking of my husband! He surprised me by coming home from work!!! I had a hunch I would see him tonight. But actually seeing him is so much better. I was on the phone with LaShaunna when he walked up. I was like "Um, My husband came home. I need to go!" She was smiling; I could here it.
Chad is gone now though. I got an hour and half or so to visit. He ate some dinner and played with Abigale for a while. Now she's in bed and he is heading to the hotel in Seattle.
I have to admit, it is much easier having him gone but only in Seattle. Though I still don't hear or see him much. I know that if I want, I can. As opposed to when he's in another state all together, when all I can do is see him (if I am lucky) on web cam. Just knowing I have that option makes the separation that much better and easier. I do have to mention though that it has felt like forever since he's been home. Maybe its the fact that this is the tail end of his busy season. Next month is still going to be slightly busy, but he is going to be home.
We are leaving for Alaska on the 7th. YEA!! First real family vacation.

Poem: Remembering

I don't know how many know it, but I love poetry. I really enjoy writing in general, but when a poem is emerging from my mind, it gives me great joy. So I thought I would share that with my readers.
This poem I wrote one night when I was thinking about my husband being away.
Remembering
I see your face when I wake
It's lingering from a dream
Smiling, grinning as you do
It moves something deep within my soul
And makes me want you
Though I can't
I have you
But I don't
You're far away
Distant, though I feel you close
I feel your love from afar
Doing what you do, for us
Leaving like you do, for us
It's made us closer
Distance makes the heart grow fonder
Right?
At times I wonder
Then I remember your face
You love me
Though I have you
I don't
Not today, Not tonight
But I will,
Your face in my dreams reminds me of that.

The Real Ancient Chinese Secret

I just wanted to let the world know I have the truth about Ancient Chinese torture. What is that secret you may ask. Well then I would have to kill you wouldn't I? Or is it that it would kill you? Whatever the case, I am just going to tell you. The secret is make a person have a itch that never stops and increases in intensity through the slightest touch. Some may understand what I am talking about, and some are probably thinking I am totally crazy.
If I have an itch scratch it right? What if you can't? Then what? And what if you do and it's like putting oil on a fire? What is the solution then? For those who know what an allergic itch is like, you totally comprehend this description.
As of the last year or so, I have developed a sun allergy (my diagnosis may I add). Beginning when the sun starts to emerge in about April or so, I have to be extra careful with my skin. The most minuscule of moments out in the sun send my skin into a frenzy of itch. The best way I can describe it is tiny bugs walking on your skin and stinging as they go. The more that you scratch the faster they go.
Today, after church, I sat at my computer and made the mistake of actually rubbing a portion of my back (I got sun exposure on my back Friday and I can't stop itching since). The itch progressed quickly and I was practically hyperventilating while rocking back and forth crying. I have contained the itch now. I got it under control with a wet towel. Though it does still itch, I at least am not in full panic attacks.
I know this will pass. The trick is keeping my sanity in tact in the process. Hopefully I can go see the doctor soon and get something that will prevent these reactions to the sun.
So if anyone asks- The itch you can't scratch may not kill, but it feels like should!

Catch up!

It has been awhile since I have made a post; it is way past due. I have spent my days taking Chad to the airport, picking up Chad from the airport and entertaining my daughter. The days are long when Chad is at work. Since the end of May he has been in Orlando, NY, Houston and LA. Now is he is in Seattle staying at the Sheraton until August 1st. I can't complain though. He was home for Father's day and my birthday. He got the fourth off while in Houston too.
The stomach pains that were mentioned back in the beginning of May have since vanished. We have no idea why it started or stopped. But I am delighted to have them gone. Although I wish i knew the source.
I have been spending my time with my new friend from church Lashaunna. Last night, desperate for a day of alone time with her husband, she dropped off her three kids at my place. That was a lot of fun and a great experiment of my juggling skills. While trying to maintain peace in my house among her three year old daughter, Emma, and Abigale, I was also cooking dinner. To add to that I was attempting to find a safe place for her four month old son Daniel, out of arms reach of my daughter mainly.
After the initial transition time passed, and dinner was served to my family, we watched a movie, Charolette's Web (the cartoon). After that was over, and Daniel was fed, I grabbed a blanket and pacifier for the baby and we took the pack out side. I have a small house and everyone was a little crammed. Once outside, we walked through the garden. Noah (6) and Emma (3), got to see my step father's and my chickens. Emma wasn't so sure about her wellbeing around the chickens, though they were caged. My father held her so she could be carried around the garden and coop area.
I have been in a total culinary kick lately. My dinners have been very inventive in recent days. Raspberry Custard, Marinera Baked Chicken, garilic noodle and sauteed vegetables are among my new attempted dishes. I always get a bit bake obsessive when Chad is gone.
Today, LaShaunna and I are taking the kids to the lake. I have to go run a few errands in the meantime... along with needing to spend a great amount of time cleaning. I hate to clean. Though it does make me feel good when it is done. I love a clean, organized house. Modivation to do so, well, that's another story.
I better sign out now.