May 17, 2006


Mood Swing


I have this crazy allergic reaction to something - we can't figure out what it is - that gives me these lovely rashes on my neck, face, arms, tummy, legs. So the doctor prescribes me mass quantities of prednisone - and it is working. The rashes are disappearing.

However, I feel like a crazy person. I can't sleep, I'm tense, I'm nervous, I'm sad, I'm sure my blood pressure is way up - because of the medication. Fortunately, I take less every day, so I hope to be back to normal in another week, but my heart totally goes out to all of those who take prednisone every day of their lives - bless you all!

Posted by Beth at 06:27 AM

August 02, 2005


silly singing


Petey, my little Paint Horse, has Equine Uveitis. That means his left eye has gone blind.
As those of you with horses know, we are trained to do everything from the left side of the horse, so mounting or getting off of Petey can be a bit ... exciting.
I have found, through trial and error, that singing nonsense songs to Petey calms him quite a bit. When I ride him, I sing to him - silly stuff - like "look at the pretty butterfly, Petey, look at the pretty bug" - mostly, I sing about where we are, I guess. Some people may think I'm nuts, but Petey never gets excited and bucks if I'm singing to him.

I was at the barn yesterday, to check his foot (he stepped on a nail last week and John pulled it from his frog) and play with him a bit and to get him to soak his foot in a bucket of epsom salts and water. I found that singing to him calmed him enough to keep his foot in the bucket for a good soak.

Of course, everyone in the barn thinks I'm crazy now, I guess.

When I was a little girl, I used to make up songs and sing them all the time - especially when walking through the lovely woods behind our house.

When Andy was little, I used to sing in an opera-like manner about silly stuff - like - I'm making dinner, what do you want? - only with one made up tune or another.

I guess I sing to the dogs and cats, too.

I have no idea what the point of this is - perhaps a confession that I'm a bit nutty, I suppose!

Posted by Beth at 09:19 AM

March 14, 2005


Thanks for the birthday comment party


I'm still recovering!

Posted by Beth at 06:46 AM

August 22, 2004


Sunday


Ever so slowly, we are fixing this house up. One of the very irritating things about a house built in 1960 is that the cold air returns were made differently than they make them today. We painted the hallway last winter, but the cold air return was an icky, gross, peeling, hunk of rusty metal, and though we looked everywhere, we could not find the same type of cold air return to replace it. Finally John just bought a normal one - the kind that most homes use.

Today, I decided it was time to put the new cold air return in. You would not believe what a pain in the rear that was. The ductwork stuck out about an inch (because the old grate stuck out about an inch), and we had to make it flush with the wall. Also, the wood trim next to the floor needed to be trimmed about 1/4th of an inch for the new grate to fit flush against the wall.

Between John and I, we were able to fix it - using a wonderful powertool - RotoZip.. I was able to trim the wood molding without removing it to the perfect size, and John was able to trim back the tin of the ductwork by cutting it to size.

We bought that tool a few years ago and have only used it once before. I must say that I am very impressed with it. But it ain't cheap. But then, you get what you pay for.

Anyway, after living here for a very long time, the hallway looks nearly perfect. Now I just have to figure out which paintings and pictures to hang in it.

Posted by Beth at 03:05 PM

May 20, 2004


Bad Hair


Michele was unfortunate enough to get one of those awful bad haircuts and is having a really Bad Hair Day.

I feel for Michele, because not only have I had many a Bad Hair Day, but I would even go so far as to say that I have had a Bad Hair Life. It has not improved with age.

Now, I have seen pictures of Michele on her blog, and she has thick, luxurious dark hair. I am willing to bet that a good hair day for me would be a bad hair day for her.

I was born with baby fine hair. It is very straight, very fine and I don't have a lot of it. No bald spots, thank God, but it just doesn't do much.

People used to tell me that once I went gray, my hair would be thicker.

I fart in their general direction.

My hair has been nearly completely gray since I was about 32, and it has never thickened. I have it professionally colored these days, and it looks good for approximately 8 hours after Lyndsay does her magic and makes it kinda poufy and pretty. But it is still lousy hair.

It only looks good when covered by a big floppy hat. But that's not terribly professional looking when I'm traveling, so I just have learned to try to live with my bad hair. But I still hate it.

So I have complete empathy with anyone having a bad hair day. I know how you feel.

Posted by Beth at 07:12 AM

April 22, 2004


I am very lucky


I bitch about all the traveling I have to do for work.

I complain about a lot of things.

But really, I have a wonderful life.

I have a wonderful, loving, fun and intelligent husband and I have a son who makes me proud every day.

I have always loved animals, and I have been fortunate enough to be able to afford to have all our cats and dogs and our two horses.

I live in the best country on earth. I thank God every day for that.

I can say what I want, when I want, where I want.

I own property.

I have the freedom to choose how to worship or not to worship - I can be an athiest, an agnostic, a Jew, a Catholic, a Protestant, Budhist, or even a Muslim.

I can wear clothes that I choose, that I like, without the state telling me I am improper.

I can have any friends I want to have.

I can read what I want to read.

I am free to pursue my interests in pottery, gardening, anything.

We live in a wonderful community, Leavenworth, Kansas. We can travel where we want to.

I would love to see people in other countries have the same wonderful, blessed life that I have.

I want the people of Iraq, especially the women of Iraq to have the same opportunities that we have here.

The US Marines are working hard for the hearts and minds of the Iraqi people.

We can help them.

Spirit of America has no overhead - all the money you donate (minus any credit card fees) go directly to help our military help the Iraqi people - from television stations to school to hospitals, SOA helps.

So ... please ... donate just $5 or $10 or $20. You are helping our Service Men and Women to help Iraqi people to be free.

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Posted by Beth at 08:59 PM