The first thing that I do is:
1. Breathe, try not to panic and remember that it isn't so tough doing this alone....lol.
2. Take everything out of the cupboards and put it all on the counters.
3. Take all of my clothes out of the closet, remove the hangers and stack the clothes on the chairs.
4. Remove the pictures from the walls and stack them on the floor.
5. Spackle the tiny holes from the nails. I am a master spackler..lol.
6. Get the plastic containers out of the closet in the garage and consider if I need more or can use what I already have.
Day 1, done and done.
Now off to ice the knee.

Now on to another subject.
Before the briefing today, the men were trading testosterone War Stories. The subject? Who has the biggest scar? Does everyone remember the movie Jaws? The scene on the boat where they compare scars? Yes, you know. Well this comparison was on land...lol. Anyhoo, the men were in full swing and the scars kept getting bigger and bigger and bigger...along with the stories.
The winner was an officer who said "I'd pull down my pants and show you the scars where the ex ripped my balls off with her teeth during the divorce, but I would get sued for inappropriate behavior"
Chewed up nards? Yes, I think that would garner the 1st Prize.

Hmmm? Right about this time last year, I made a promise to myself. This promise was to compete for a position in Investigations and move on up in my career. Well, I did it! In my field of work, each time you change departments or positions, you are subjected to polygraphs, background investigations, records checks, psychological exams and numerous interviews. All of my patience and hard work has paid off! Now that I have been officially offered the spot, it's time for another academy. I love to compete at the academies...lol. Go figure...

At the end of this month, I will be moving. Of course I will miss this beautiful seaside hamlet, but as I have written before, any place I live is my home because the dwelling holds my soul and all of my belongings. I am excited and nervous at the same time. I mean, who wouldn't be? Change is never easy, but if you make that decision all on your own, it feels different and it gives you a sense of pride. Each change I make is meant to improve my life. Each step is for my future. It would be nice to take those steps with another some day, but I won't sadden my mind with that thought. My well being is something that I am responsible for. If that means moving further inland and away from the water, then so be it. I'll just find a place with a pool!

For now, the only thing that concerns me is packing up as I take care of my knee and keep up with the physical therapy. I must do that. I waited too long for the surgery and I don't want to hurt it again. So it will be slow going as I pack up for the next 28 days. I will get it done. I always do. My finances will take a hit for a while. Oh heck, it's a good thing I am a big fan of bologna....lol. Does anyone have any Grey Poupon?....hahahahaha

The most exciting part about all of this is that I have no clue what's around the corner.
What in the hell is out there? You can't tell me, but I can tell you. Life is out there. My life. It's one hell of a ride!!
I'd love to jump for joy but I can't. So I'll do a happy dance in my mind.

I have received a few questions about the "I swear, those are are my real pics" Blog Challenge. These concerns are about using the editing programs. You don't need the official Adobe Photo Shop Program. You can use Picasa (which is free). You can use Paint or any program that comes with your phone, computer or camera. I know of a few members who will be using a Free 30 day Trial Adobe Photo Shop. You don't have to give any personal information to sign up for that free trial, Guitar has already used it.

This challenge isn't about being perfect with editing your pics. The worse the photo shop and editing, the funnier it will be.

To show you that Paint can be used, I took one of my black and white photos and used White Pencil to cut down my meaty thighs, thinned out my arms and gave myself what would appear to be a 12 inch waist...hahahahaa.


I hope that his helps those who feel they cannot participate.
Please read below and sign up. We would love to laugh along with you.

First of all, the surgery went well and I am still on the crutches and will be for another week. This Monday I start water therapy and will be on the upside of walking and climbing without pain. I have been following doctors orders. For the first 8 days it was extremely limited. I was either on (1) the couch or (2) the bed.
1.2.

It got old on the 2nd day...lol. But I stuck with it. I even bit my lip by keeping the leg wrap on for 3 days. YIKES! Anyhoo, once the leg wrap came off, there wasn't any bruising. I was impressed! The bruising didn't show up until a week later. It came to the surface and was minimal. Again, I was impressed with the doctor. I had to keep the cute little butterfly bandages on for a while and once off, I was free to draw little faces to match the tiny scars on my knee.



So, in honour of Lego Saturday....I bring you Lego Knee! tee hee hee.


Hugs to all!

I saw a woman today and she reminded me of my Mother. I quickly put her out of my mind.
Later on during the day, I heard a voice that sounded like my Mothers voice. All raspy and harsh from years of cigarette smoking and yelling.
Then, on the way home, I stopped at one of my favorite cafes. This cafe has old wooden tables with glass tops. Under the glass tops are various memorabilia of history and musical artists. Old photos from past patrons, there is a Beatles table, a USA table, sports table...etc etc. You get the picture.

The only table available was the Old Post Card table. As soon as I sat down, I looked at the post card in front of me and it was addressed to a woman in Davis, CA. and it was from a woman with my Mothers maiden name. WOW! No shit! (I thought) and started to laugh. My Mother and her sisters knew people in Davis and my Uncle R lives there now. The signature at the bottom was 'Regards, Alice' For one, my Mothers name isn't Alice and two, my Mother never used the word regards. The date on the card was 1955. I wondered if my Mother and Aunts knew this woman. Davis is a small town and back then I am sure it only had a handful of people. Anyhoo, it was creepy.

What and who in the world is making me think of my Mother?
What force could possibly doing this? She isn't the kind of person you look back on with fond memories. And she never will be.
Now, I don't hold any grudges. She did what she did and I was better off without her in my life. Why would I be angry over having a better life without her? She never wanted to be better, which was the total opposite of who my Dad was. When she was around, it was anger, alcohol, turmoil, stress and verbal abuse. When she did return to my world, I tolerated her for my Dads sake. Of course at that time I was an adult about to get married and her barbs and anger were deflected like wonder woman's wrist deflectors....lol

Mothers are supposed teach you things. The only thing she taught me was to never be like her. In a way, that was one of the best examples anyone could teach me. So in the end, she did a good job of showing me what not to do and who not to be....lol.
When I am not of this world anymore, I feel happy and confident knowing that my sons will smile and think of me as a Mom who taught them well and didn't scare them or scar them during their childhood.
As a parent, I have one regret...lol...just a tiny one really. Okay, just a smidgen of one. Why in the hell did I teach my sons to be adventurous?..tee hee.

I was in the middle of viewing the last blog challenge pics and then BAM! Life happened. That darn life.....it just comes out of no where! As much as I enjoy spontaneity, this time it felt as if I was running away from a pack of wild dogs, while juggling 4 chainsaws with one arm.
Thank God it was a pack of adorable wild Beagles.

It's time to catch up on the participants of the blog challenge.
xo

Even a Lego can be inspirational ans wise.



xo

30 minutes I tell ya! I'm almost back. That news is good for some and bad for others. Either way, it's all good.
No time for messages, reading blogs or perving. But I did learn how to do a 'thumbs down' emoticon.
How smart am I?...lol
I will update my knee surgery soon. For now, just know that my leg didn't fall off.
Pull up a seat, tell me how you have been?

Miss ya!

My days are spent at the department, my evenings with water therapy and my nights with reports and suicides. Soon it will slow down and then I can rejoin the fun and mayhem with you weirdos. Now now, you know it to be true. You're all freakishly weird, sexy, funny and down right incorrigible. But I like you anyway.

I have to be up at 0400 to prepare for my 0630 appointment. I have the arthroscopic surgery on my knee. The sleep doc called and asked me a few questions. I told him that as long as he didn't use any type of sulfur/sulfa drugs, we would get along fine. I am deathly allergic to it.....(found that out the hard way....lol)

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Anyhoo, I have my supplies of snacks / food by the couch and my bed. Am I nervous? A bit. Anytime a person puts you under, it is a wee bit concerning. But I will smile and count backwards from 100....lol.
During my down time I think it would be best to catch up on all of your blogs and answer NN messages. XOXOXOX

I guess he didn't think this through.
Ooops.





xo
I just popped in for Lego Saturday. My son and his gf have been visiting since Friday night.