Theres Nothing Left to Clean

When Craig first announced to me that he had to go to Japan for a week, of course I was a little sad. I knew I would really miss him and probably wouldn't sleep that great, but I was really looking forward to tackling a few projects around the house. Clean out drawers, closets and the dreaded dun dun dun.....store room.

You know when you move in to a house and you just shove stuff in the first place that makes sense that gets the mess out of the way? That's basically what we did. I'm a closet slob. Every single drawer, cupboard, closet and store room are jam crammed with no rhyme or reason to them.

While Craig's been gone, as predicted, I have slept on average 3 1/2 hours each night. When I'm not sleeping, I'm sorting and organizing junk. I think I may have caught OCD while Craig was in Japan. I'm sick and insane with lack of sleep. I even sorted through all my scrapbooking markers and tested each one to see if they still had ink, and threw out the ones that don't. 24 more hours and Craig comes home and my body can collapse. Poor Craig, he'll want to tell me all about his trip and I'll be sound asleep. He will try to make a sandwich and won't be able to find the bread.

Who Am I Kidding ?

I am NOT a blogger. It's been a good solid six weeks since my last installment. I think in the world of blogging that's called blogstipation. In my world it's called life. I'll recap the last six weeks.

Radio Frequency Treatment - Many of my closest friends and family know that I have some health challenges that relate to my spine and arthritis. The discs in my neck and back are slowly either turning to stone, or bulging into my spinal cord causing alot of pain and muscle weakness. I came accross a treatment that may get me some more mileage before doing more spinal fusion. RFT was performed in my neck about 4 weeks ago. The description does not adequately describe the procedure. I went in 3 times to precisely locate the nerve causing pain and agony. Each time a long needle was inserted into my neck directly to the spine. I had to be awake the entire time. I was on Valium and Fentanyl, but it still hurt and was really scary. When they turned on the radio waves it felt like I was being electrocuted. HOWEVER, It has greatly improved the pain in my arms. The muscle weakness is still a problem. Hard to cook, clean and hold Carter. Don't care about cooking and cleaning as much as I do holding Carter (and Rayder due in 12 days)

Zija International Convention: Since my retirement from full time employment I have enjoyed working for Rodney at Zija helping out with events. The convention was held in Dallas, Texas and it was a great success. I'm really proud of my brother, the CEO. He has such a great way of leading people that is confident and powerful, yet kind and gentle.

Craig's Japanese Adventure: Craig has traveled quite a bit in the past for different work projects, normally it's been me who has had to travel while he holds down the fort. It's finally caught up with him, Craig couldn't put off a trip to Japan any longer. Quest Group recently launched some a new colon cleanse product which require some specialized local marketing strategies be put in place. Craig is meeting with some Japanese marketing specialists who will sell the heck out of our newest ColoDetox product. He is also spending some much needed bonding time with our office staff and other business associates we so appreciate.

There you have it. My excuse for being blog clogged up.

Don't Let The Motorcycle Fool You

Dad loves being a grandpa. True to his Big Daddy Bear persona - tough- looking -and- gruff sometimes- but- soft- and -cuddly -wuddly -pushover -for -his kids-he was dreaming and talking in his sleep about Carter the other night so loudly it woke me up.

I awoke to hear him YELLING V-A-R-O-O-M!!, V-A-R-O-O-M!!, V-A-R-O-O-M!!, HERE COMES THE DIVE BOMBER! OPEN WIDE! I started laughing so loud I had to jump out of bed and go in another room, where I could still here him talking (yelling) in his sleep. In fact, it was so loud it woke up Elle!

Elle came down stairs to see what was going on. I was laughing so hard I couldn't really explain it so I walked her in to our bedroom to hear for herself. Dad was still Varooming loudly. This went on for a good 10 minutes. We both giggled so loud we woke him up and he got embarassed, cursed a little and rolled over grumpily and went back to his normal snoring.

I put Elle back to bed, crawled back in bed snickering to myself saying "I am soooo going to blog this!" When I asked Craig about it later, he said he was dreaming him and Carter were eating chips and dip. We obviously need to talk about what's ok and what's not ok to feed a 4 month old.

13 years of marriage and it's never dull.