Our Bodies

Are so very amazing. It starts with our hearts and brains, they really run the whole show and decide what is going to work and what is not. Our brains tell the parts to walk, stand, pick something up, what order to put  words to create a sentence, all the things we do every day from the time we wake up, to the time we go to bed to recharge our system. Its sort of like turning our computers off and on and  rebooting them.

Our hearts are what keeps the blood flowing through the body and to our veins. its keeps the brain working so it can do the things it needs so we can do all the wonderful things that each of us do every day. If something happens to either one of these two parts of our bodies, we crash, much like our computers. I know this is a very rough and not completely accurate way to describe these two important parts of us, but it works for me right now.

I know it seems very strange for me to say things like this, because I dont know much of anything past putting a band aid on something as far as the medical field goes, but this is sort of the way our brains and hearts were described to me recently, by real doctors to help me understand something.

I dont normally talk about the parts of my life that arent fun or intersting, (that would leave me with not much to say at all........ever), but I experienced something the other night at work that scared the shit out of me and I sort of need to get it out of my system. Hopefully, maybe if I put it out there, I will be able to stop dwelling on it and get over it. So here goes, lets hope this works for me like my own personal therepy used to.

I dont normally get sick, or have anything strange happen to me, so this scared the crap out of me. The other night at work, I had what I can relate this to as sort of a head rush that wouldnt go away. I really dont know what brought it on, because I dont remember everything that happened. I do remember trying to call to the guy I was working with, but I couldnt yell loud enough. I really dont even know if there was even sound coming out of my mouth, cus it all sounded so far away. I was holding on to a pallet board, but at the time, I think I thought it was a pallet jack, but I knew if I let go, I would fall.

I finally got my co workers attention and asked him to call our supervisor, he called the emergency team instead. he must have seen something I couldnt tell him. Then, I needed to sit down and I dont know what happened to the pallet board I had in my hand, but I was sitting on the stack of them and all of a sudden two of our mechanics(our emergency team) were right there and trying to get me to lay down on the floor. There were at least 10 of our EOT people all around me and i was shaking and trying to figure out what was happening. The sound was still far away and when I looked around, all these people were looking at me and i was just sitting there on the floor.

Then, there was real firemen and paramedics there, talking to me and asking me what medicines I take and how old I was and I just kept looking at them. I know I answered them, I also talked to our emergency team and answered the same questions, but it seemed like when I saw them, it was sort of like looking into one of those mirrors that make things look out of proportion. Anyway, the female paramedic started putting those snap stickers on my stomach and chest so they could hook me up to a heart monitor. She was talking to me and making me feel better, telling me to breath in and out slowly, focus on my foot I think(just cus it was something I could see without looking away). My heart was racing, and I still was shaking, but not as bad as earlier.

I finally calmed down enough that they could let me move. I heard them(Idont know who it was, just the people talking around me) saying they could bring a cage up on a forklift and they could take me downstairs that way. OH HELL NO! I will walk down the stairs I am not getting into a cage! (I have thought in the past, what if something happened to me up here, how would they get me down? I had visions of being strapped to a pallet board and lowered to the ground). I was able to finally get up and walk, holding on to the lady paramedic and a mechanic down the stairs.

For some reason, I sorta figured i would just go back to doing my job and I would be fine. I guess once they call the paramedics, you dont get to do that. Anyway, John came and got me and we went to two different doctors that day. I had to go to a company doctor and he took me out till Tuesday. then I went to my new doc, that I hadnt met yet. It was a very long day for me and for John. John would let me drive that day or even yesterday. I have to today though, I have stuff i need to get done.

Ok, that is my big news for the week. When I go back to work, I am going to ask my co worker if he can fill me in on anything.

Family Military History

For the last few years I think, I have thought about doing a history of the military people in my family on both sides, Johns side also. So recently, I sent out a request to my family on FB in a PM to ask what they all know. I got some responses pretty quickly and started with that. I was going to try and lay it out in a Family tree type thing, but I couldnt get that to work for me, so I just started listing them on a blank page in my documents file. Until I can find some other format that will fit what I want, that will have to do.

Well, I was happily surprised at the information that came my way. One of Johns uncles told me his great great grand father was in the Spanish American war and his great grand father was in the civil war, union side. He didnt have a name to attach to the information, but just having it is pretty cool. Im thinking I may be able to do a search on Ancestry.com and find something. Johns Grand father was in WWI, and we have a picture of him in his uniform, I think that is wayy cool.

On my side, during WW2, all five of my uncles were enlisted at the same time. One of them survived the Bataan Death March in the Phillapeans, and came home to raise his family. Another one was killed in Pearl harbor on a ship that was dry docked at the time. I am going to try and find out what branch the other 3 uncles were in and do some research on them to find out more info.

In doing this research though, And Thank You so very much for the link Em, I found out stuff I had no idea about. During the Death march, there were lists of people that were prisoners, the ones that died and survivors. While I was searching for my uncle, there were lists of nurses and also civilians that were also captured and forced to walk the 62 miles. I had no idea about this. For some reason, I just figured it was all military men. Why would they capture civilians also.

Anyway, I have decided that when I am satisfied with the information I have, I am going to put it in chronological order, print it on really nice paper, maybe frame a few and give them to some of the family members that might like them. I knew there was a lot of military history in our combined families, but I really didnt think it was going to be as big as its getting. I am happy I am doing this.

Christmas vacation, and a few pictures

Ok, so this is blog number 2. I dont know if I want to number them myself, or let the blogspot thing do it. I think the blogspot thing will do it, so that will be easier. BTW, I just realised I am just blogging to Em and Carol only, and they already know everything I do, so this is because I said I would do a blog a week. And just in case someone in the far off future wants to read something to fall asleep to, well here I am.

Anyway, this was my first week back at work after a very wonderful vacation. Every year John and myself takes a week off at Christmas. Maybe the kids will come home, maybe not, but we are still in need of time off. I get time to do any holiday baking I am doing, because I no longer go out and try to find some useless thing on a store shelf to buy for someone that may or may not like it. I know most people like having baked goods to snack on with coffee or just to nibble on. I spend 4 days making cinnamon rolls, cookies, pumpkin bread in little tins, marshmallows and brittle. then I put them in cute boxes I go and pick out at the local hobby store. Usually the boxes are something they can keep and use as storage later on or they can regift in them. I dont care what they do with them after, as long as they look good as the gift.

Then there is the local delivery of gifts, which usually takes at least half a day while I travel from house to house of the few people I give them to locally. I dont do this for everybody, just some, but I love the delivery part. It allows me some very special time to just visit for a short while, then dash back out.

This time, we spent Christmas and the following day in Petaluma. We got a hotel because we didtn want to drive home that night, and I am so glad we did. It poured rain all day. We didnt mind during the day, since we were inside, but by the time we had to drive from Bodega ( remember the Birds, this is where it was filmed) the roads were flooded and we had to use a detour to get back. There are no lights out there, so it was very dark, its all country roads. My sister in law was in front of me though in her huge SUV, so she kind of guided me back to town.

The big high light of our vacation wasnt really Christmas though. We had made reservations at one of our favorite places to get away. Its way up in Fort Bragg, about 4 and a half hours from here. Its a little town right on the coast that is a fishing, crabbing, harbor town. From our hotel balcony, we have a beautiful view of the ocean, and this visit we were able to watch the whales heading south to Mexico. Its really very cool, you cant really see the whale itself, but the spouts as the come up for air. At the end of February, they will be coming back with their calves. I think I want to go back up there then and this time go out on a boat and see them up close and personal.

The other reason we like it up there is because we get fresh crab at the local shop. There is a guy there that has them brought in and cooks them right there. They are never frozen, and OMG, so sweet and yummy. We never eat frozen crab, the taste is so different from fresh, its just not worth the price. We ended up paying wayy to much for it, since it also went on sale at home while we were gone, but thats ok. Its not about the price, but more about the experience. We have that for dinner in our room with melted butter and good bottle of wine, some fresh bread from the local market. That is the best! That is really what we want.

We also met some really nice people up there. I need to send them an email. They are not on face book or any social networks since they are in law enforcement. I hope I didnt loose their email address, I really liked them.
OH well, I better end this here, I could go on, but Im sure you have other things to do too. So until the next blog, see ya later.

I have Moved

And thank goodness I used the Emily Morris Divine Moving Company! If I hadn't, I would be out in the either somewhere bouncing around 1's and 0's. I have not decorated the place yet, no pictures on the walls, no paint or color yet, but given time, I will decorate and make it mine. 

Carol made a resolution to blog once a week. Em can do it, I know that and I think I can do it too. I don't want to make it a resolution, I will fail that. I am better at saying I will do my best. I can do that, most of us can. If I can get to blog #52 by week # 52, my best will have been done. So I am going to call this blog # 1. 

Sometimes I like to just put my words out there. I don't care if they get read by anyone but me, I just need the verbal release. I like to use a blog page for that verbal release. It works for me just as well as saying it, but I have less of a chance of possibly hurting someones feelings. I can go back and read it before I post  to make sure I have not said anything hurtful or wrong. That is important to me. Whether I like a person or not, I don't want to hurt them. I can make sure of that here.

Ok, well this is blog number 1. I wonder what number 2 will be about. See ya next time.

Hello, and good by

Well, it looks like the time has come for us to move on to different venues one more time. there are so many out there. I havent been here for so long, I dont even  know how to navigate around this page any more. I checked the last time I was here, it was almost a year ago, Dec. 11, 2011.  wow, time is just zipping by. the world is supposed to end sometime around Dec, 22 of this year, so maybe I shouldnt even bother trying to move my stuff over. I have all my pics, and I dont know if I care about the blogs any more. It would be nice to go back and read them once in a while, but I am too busy playing words with friends or bingo on facebook.,  I tried to transfer my stuff over to blogger, but a page of numbers, digets and dashes came up so I left. Really, that is what it was. I had no idea what to do with what came up, so I left. anyway, maybe I will try one more time to transfer my stuff, or I will just go to blogger and start all fresh and clean. I dont even know if I want to blog like that any more. How much time do I have left after words with friends and bingo anyway. not much. lol see ya all later on.

just checking in

Its been so long since I have been here. I had to remember how to start a blog here. I spend all my time on facebook now, but I am going to show a friend how to make a quilt, and i was looking for pics I took when i showed Carol how to do it from here. I thought I had a few albums, but I guess I didnt. or I dont remember what I called it. Hey Carol, do you still have any pics from when you first learned to make a quilt.
do yo remember how I showed you? I think it was on the web cam for part of it. hahahaha, this is so not like talking on facebook. very strange. It doesnt tag anyone, to let them know you mentioned their name. That is really convenient, now that I am over here again. Well, I think this is all im gonna say here. Just dusting out the cobwebs again. see ya all

I'm Pissed off and really need to vent

Hi everyone! This is kinda how I started writing, just getting things off my chest. Well, I'm gonna get some new stuff off my chest, and I'm doing it here.

Our youngest son Alex is home on leave from the AF until the 11th. In this short amount of time, he is seeing old friends here in Modesto, his family on the Carlson side and my family. One of the places he loves to go to is Occidental. That is where we meet up with the Carslon side of the family. We have drinks and dinner at Negris, then head over to the Union Hotel for more drinks and really good apple fritters. Both of these places are Italian family style restaurants. They have both been there since before John and I were kids. We were both taken there when we were kids, by our parents, now we take our kids there. I'm sure Alex will take his kids there when he finally gets ready to get married and have them. NO rush there! really!

So last night, we had a really good dinner, after a lot of really good drinks. The waitress that was there, not our waitress last night, but one from many trips before. All of a sudden she sneaks up on John and Plants a big ole kiss on his cheek and says how long its been. She is older than us, but John was set up by his brother, it was hilarious. Then we were joking about her being his girlfriend and he was so embarrassed. he took it all very well though, and we all got a really big laugh at Johns expense.

When dinner was over, we decided to head over tot he Union to share the wealth. That has been our habit, so both businesses make some money. Well, Alex headed off to the room to drop off the leftovers and everyone else headed tot he Union. John ordered the first round of drinks, and tried to order Chocolate martinis for the ladies. the bartender said she didn't have the stuff for chocolate martinis, which was bs, cus I saw all the stuff, she just didn't want to make them. So the ladies all ordered something else, and we waited for Alex to get back from the room. Then he finally got there and this is where the night turned dark.

Alex went up and ordered a drink at the bar. He is 24, and looks it, but she asked for his Id. When John ordered drinks for the table, she didn't ask for one ID. Anyway, he presented his Air force Military ID, which contains his birthday, height, weight, eye color, everything that describes my son. and not just one picture, but two. Well, guess what???? The bitch said it wasn't a good ID! She couldn't serve him using that id. When I heard this, I started to say something, but Alex said don't say say anything, its not a big deal, so I kept quiet. Tears are rolling down my face, but I didn't go off on the bitch.

He showed her his Oklahoma drivers licence and she made him a drink. The rest of the family was still having a great time, laughing going on and joking. Someone mentioned another drink, and I said I wasn't spending one more dime in this place. In the meantime, his cousin was saying things in the direction of the bar about how he was serving his country for all of us, and she couldn't accept his GOVERNMENT ID. So we got up to walk out, and his cousin said we are going to a real bar. As we walked out of the bar, the bartender said she didn't like his cousins attitude, at which point her mom went off on the bartender then a customer who was backing up the bartender. . I was never so proud of both of them.

We ended up going back to Negris, and told them what happened at the Union. They were closing, but the owner said to serve us. the bartender there had already counted her drawer, so we decided to move on. there is only three bars in town, and we closed down the last one. I am going to write a letter tot he local paper and make sure everyone out there knows how the UNION HOTEL treats our MILITARY.

OK, I feel a little better. After I write the letter, I will feel even better. Sorry this was so long, but i had to explain everything so it all made sense. so see ya later.