Update on horse lessons

I haven't heard back from Anna yet. I should really try contact her again (I tend to procrastinate... there I go again). I did talk to a woman where I work who's daughter rides, so she has "horsie" friends.

She's supposed to be asking where her friends get their lessons and let me know if there's an opening... so hopefully I'll be able to start up again sometime.

Here's hoping...

In the Backseat

I'm currently working on an evaluation of some new computers for the cops to use in their cars. Yesterday I was at the shop, waiting around as all the new hardware was installed for the guy who's going to be testing this particular unit. As I didn't really have anything to do while I was waiting, I got to check out their new SWAT tanks, the undercover traffic car, and what was in the backset of the patrol car that was being worked on.

When I first glanced through the back window I could see the case of Milwaukee's Best sitting on the floor. I chuckled, thought it was a little odd, and then realized there was a choice... there was also a six pack of Red Stripe Jamaican Lager sitting on the seat (hard plastic seats... it is where the bad guys get to sit). Now quite obvious in my peering through the window, I found to my surprise, that what I had first taken to be a 2 gallon bottle of water, was in fact the largest bottle of Smirnoff vodka I have ever seen.

"Wow," I said as the deputy walked past. "You have the makings of quite a party back there."

He turned around, saw what I was looking at and said, "Did you see the bong?"

I think my jaw dropped.

The Woman is Incredible

So my mother was back in the hospital yesterday. She waited until my father left for the store, then tried to climb onto a foot stool to hang something up outside... she fell off and tore ligaments in her knee. Now she's back at home, recovering from her pneumonia, bronchitis, asthma, valley fever, with her leg in a cast, totally immobile... Oh well, at least she can't go get cigarettes...

Even if the knee wasn't enough to keep her from driving, my old neighbors from Scotland are visiting, and on their trip up to the grand canyon, someone ran a red light while they were making a left turn. Thankfully no one was hurt, but they were driving my parents mini-van, which is probably totaled. I wonder what else could possibly go wrong.

Out of the Hospital

I was able to bring my mother home from the hospital today. She apparently had pneumonia, bronchitis, asthma, and valley fever. No wonder she was in there so long.

She had to get 10 separate medications and a nebulizer. I really hope I'm never on so many medications.

At least she's getting better now, although she still insists that it had, "nothing to do with the smoking." Yeah... whatever.

I'm Allergic to What?

That would be the question after this past weekend. The Fat Man cooked a delicious meal on Friday night for us and a friend. Shortly after finishing the meal, I began to feel like I had a bug bite on my back... I silently hoped my cat did not have fleas again, although I thought it was a little early in the year for that. Soon my arms began to itch too, and I noticed what looked like a bug bite on my wrist. I shifted to another chair, but the lumps kept growing... Finally I asked The Fat Man if I had some bites on my back, at which point we discovered it wasn't bites. My entire back was swollen with lumps all down my sides... I was having an allergic reaction. But to what? There was nothing in the meal we had not eaten before, and I find it hard to believe I was having a reaction to a new brand of chicken stock.

The next morning the lumps went down, but came back again in the afternoon. Luckily they were totally gone Sunday, or there would have been a trip to the ER. I just wish I knew what I shouldn't ever eat again.