Land of Osbourne

Greetings & Salutations! (anyone know which movie that particular greeting comes from?) Recently, we've had some rodent issues in the lower level of our house.  We initially discovered it because we have a series of cameras in our home that are triggered by motion.  One morning I was checking the alerts for the camera, and there was a few around 1:30am in our downstairs. Ok. I clicked on the video and damn was I surprised to see a mouse literally RIGHT in front of the camera.  Another time I was using the downstairs bathroom, and I happen to glance to the left to the hallway and saw a mouse run by.  Ok. Yep. Its time to get some traps. We got a bunch of sticky traps and traditional mouse traps and this week we've killed 6. SIX!! Funny, John inspected each kill and determined they were 3 different species of mouse. The other day he was taking a sticky trap with 2 mice on it outside to the trash, and the second the cold air hit the mice, they both started to wi...

So, John and I rideshare to work, since I work in Roseville, MN and he works just outside of downtown Saint Paul.   We were about 20 minutes into our drive, (I was half asleep), and he suddenly exclaims "SHIT!"  I was instantly more awake, thinking there was some crisis, and I'm like "What??" He says: "I forgot my cell phone at home" I was a little surprised at his irritation, as its not like uses it for his job, and before I could respond, he said in a defeated tone, and sighed: "Now I can't text you and tell you I love you today"  I melted on the spot.  King of the Husbands folks. 

Some people think that pot of gold Is all they ever want to hold But there's a treasure, I think more of Measure for measure .. I'll take love Some people think that their success Is all they need for happiness But there's a pleasure, I think more of Measure for measure .. I'll take love Pound for pound oh yeah and Ounce for ounce love is all that really counts So let them have their wealth and fame Eat caviar and drink champagne You're all the treasure I'm dreaming of Measure for measure .. I'll take love

When I was a little girl, my parents paid for me to have piano lessons. From early elementary school to around the time I met John, I took lessons.  Certain songs I really enjoyed playing, and memorized.  Anytime I hear those songs, my fingers still remember (mostly) just what to do. Surprisingly, it even causes me to long to play a piano, although I do not own one.  I've tried playing eletronic keyboards in the past, and I feel sort of dumb for saying this, but the keys feel different. I mean, sure, the skillset is still there but its somehow not as enjoyable...or something than playing on a normal piano.   I remember the type of Piano it was, it was a Whitney Kimball.  If the day ever comes where I have the time and inclination, I'd like to pick up playing again.   I was pleasantly surprised how man free piano's are available on craigslist! The songs I memorized that I really liked to play are:  ​Can-Can Music Box ...

​So, the other day, John asked me what would happen if I stopped taking the medication I take (the list is irritatingly significant). I gave it some thought and answered him, but it got me thinking...about how close I could come to kicking the bucket without them, and its quite startling. ​ So here we go:  Immuran  -  Crohn's  Disease immune system suppressant Humira  -  Crohn's  Disease shutter offer (for lack of a better description) Metropolol  - blood pressure Omeprozole  - acid reflux now here is the fun ones: Seroquil  - depression/anxiety/panic Zoloft - depression/anxiety/panic Wellbutrin  - depression/anxiety/panic Xanax  - self explanatory  So, the first drug that is going to wear off (and I know this because I've missed a day taking it) will be  Omeprozole . Acid reflux will come roaring back - really painful. I'd have to eat a constant stream of antacids for minimal comfort ...

The other day, my BFF Kim and I were listening to "The Dave Ryan in the Morning Show", specifically "War of the Roses"  When we listen to this, she is usually getting ready for work at home and I am at work listening to it.  We frequently text each other commentary on what we're hearing.   Here is a snippet of a texted conversation: Kim: How are you? Me: Currently being bitched at by a customer Kim:   Why are people so blotchy? Kim: Bitchy Me: LOL - I hate blotchy people Me: I was super nice and professional. Blotch Me: LMAO - new insult by Kim - such a blotch Kim: My new word I guess, LMAO Look out blotches of the world!