While that is not the newest headline of our local news paper, it should be posted outside our house.
Delia has been working long hours, really hasn't had a day off in the last 2 weeks, and it has finally caught up with her. She was working today and finally gave up, coming home at about 1:30. I made her some lunch and she promptly went to bed. As I am posting this, she hasn't been up except a time or two to go to the bathroom. So its been nearly 8 hours since she has really shown any signs of life.
I myself and catching the bug as well. A wracking cough is my current symptom, and I am hoping that it doesn't go mu ch farther than that. But having seen a lot of my co-workers with this same bug, and multiple people calling in sick, I don't have the highest of hopes for myself.
So for the now, the hobby hunt has been put on hold. Hopefully I can resume my search in the near future, but for now I have to gear up for working the next 6 days in a row.
Feb 23, 2008
Feb 22, 2008
Updates on life.
First, an update on the Doctor's appointment.
Per the Doctor's official diagnosis: and I quote, "No man your age should have an ankle that looks like that." Beyond that, I have a Cat Scan in my future, a referral to an orthopedist and most likely arthroscopic surgery. This is no surprise to me, really. In fact, its been expected for nearly 10 years. Almost 20 years ago, Dr. Mink (the original surgeon) told me the "fix it" job he did would only last about 10 years. I think he would be proud of his handy-work had he known it lasted 10 years past the expected life expectancy. So for now, I think I should start saving my pennies, there are some large bills in my future.
As for the pain? I am simply in a state of either sore or in horrible pain. Fortunately the horrible pain is not as common as the soreness. Unfortunately, I fear my supervisor may grow impatient with me until I have more information. Poor me.
Second, the quest for a hobby.
I went to Borders, by far the most comprehensive book store we have here in Eureka. The results? I came out empty handed. I actually expected to go there and find a section labeled "Hobbies." I guess I was wrong. There are many sections there, but everything I looked at didn't register in my mind as the type of hobby I was looking for. I then came home and searched the Internet. Sadly, a yahoo search for hobbies only resulted in 18 million web references to scrap booking, quilting and stamping. So I came up empty handed again.
I did, however, come up with something of an idea, although I don't know how far I will go with it (if anywhere). All through high school I was in drafting courses, and I actually considered myself fairly proficient in the subject. Now, I don't really have any aspirations of becoming an architect at this point in my life, but I still love the idea of floor plans, and drawing made with many straight lines and details. As that thought came to me, I thought about the idea of cartography. I don't know much about the idea of map making, but I have always liked the look of the old hand drawn maps. Again, not really sure if this is going anywhere or not, but its a start.
Thanks for stopping by.
Per the Doctor's official diagnosis: and I quote, "No man your age should have an ankle that looks like that." Beyond that, I have a Cat Scan in my future, a referral to an orthopedist and most likely arthroscopic surgery. This is no surprise to me, really. In fact, its been expected for nearly 10 years. Almost 20 years ago, Dr. Mink (the original surgeon) told me the "fix it" job he did would only last about 10 years. I think he would be proud of his handy-work had he known it lasted 10 years past the expected life expectancy. So for now, I think I should start saving my pennies, there are some large bills in my future.
As for the pain? I am simply in a state of either sore or in horrible pain. Fortunately the horrible pain is not as common as the soreness. Unfortunately, I fear my supervisor may grow impatient with me until I have more information. Poor me.
Second, the quest for a hobby.
I went to Borders, by far the most comprehensive book store we have here in Eureka. The results? I came out empty handed. I actually expected to go there and find a section labeled "Hobbies." I guess I was wrong. There are many sections there, but everything I looked at didn't register in my mind as the type of hobby I was looking for. I then came home and searched the Internet. Sadly, a yahoo search for hobbies only resulted in 18 million web references to scrap booking, quilting and stamping. So I came up empty handed again.
I did, however, come up with something of an idea, although I don't know how far I will go with it (if anywhere). All through high school I was in drafting courses, and I actually considered myself fairly proficient in the subject. Now, I don't really have any aspirations of becoming an architect at this point in my life, but I still love the idea of floor plans, and drawing made with many straight lines and details. As that thought came to me, I thought about the idea of cartography. I don't know much about the idea of map making, but I have always liked the look of the old hand drawn maps. Again, not really sure if this is going anywhere or not, but its a start.
Thanks for stopping by.
Feb 21, 2008
A quest for myself
It has become horribly obvious to me that I need a hobby. This realization has come as I am home at nights and find myelf wanting to do something, anything really, but have no idea what to do or what direction to go in.
I know, instinctively, that I want something that I can sit and work on while other things are going. It needs to be something that involves the hands, and of course I am looking for something that has a visible amount of "finished product." Nothing is worse than working on something for hours or days and finding when youare done that you can really not see any sort of visible progress. That is frustrating.
So over the next week or so I think I will be cataloging my efforts at finding my niche. What will the end result be? I do not know. But I think the idea of finding this elusive prize is rewarding, in and of it self. I think of it as a sort of sef-realization. Something about myself I know deep down yet have not had the where-with-all to bring it to the surface and put it to practical application.
One of my biggest hurdles here is I am notorious for starting something and not finishing it. I realize this fault, yet I have no means of countering it, thus far. Perhaps this is the time I am looking for. In the mean time, I think I might be off to my nearest Borders to look for ideas anddo a little brain-storming.
I'll keep you posted.
I know, instinctively, that I want something that I can sit and work on while other things are going. It needs to be something that involves the hands, and of course I am looking for something that has a visible amount of "finished product." Nothing is worse than working on something for hours or days and finding when youare done that you can really not see any sort of visible progress. That is frustrating.
So over the next week or so I think I will be cataloging my efforts at finding my niche. What will the end result be? I do not know. But I think the idea of finding this elusive prize is rewarding, in and of it self. I think of it as a sort of sef-realization. Something about myself I know deep down yet have not had the where-with-all to bring it to the surface and put it to practical application.
One of my biggest hurdles here is I am notorious for starting something and not finishing it. I realize this fault, yet I have no means of countering it, thus far. Perhaps this is the time I am looking for. In the mean time, I think I might be off to my nearest Borders to look for ideas anddo a little brain-storming.
I'll keep you posted.
Feb 19, 2008
A little bit of Katsup... err, Catch Up
I can't believe it has been nearly 2 weeks since I have had the time and the overall patience to sit and catch up on life's recent events.
Work has been hectic, and it seems I am always at the office. Some of that is my own fault really, there is no end to the amount of available overtime, and I get my fair share. And honestly, I like the paychecks that come with it. The downside is that I never seem to really be home. I work a 12 hour shift, I get home at about 1800. Then I have dinner for the two of us, pets to feed and water, and any clean up tha seems needed. Honestly, after dinner and smal amount of over time, I really have a hard time not sitting down and falling asleep on the couch. And then things just start piling up. Its crazy, but we make it by eventually.
The wife has had her fair shre of business too. She has been working on a project that has had her working late nights and seems she is rarely home either. Case in point, tonight. She plans to stay a few hours over in order to catch up on her project and get things in order. Such is life with the profession we choose.
The cat problems continue to plague us lately. We ended up taking Ubu back in, he keeps throwing up and he is not eating or drinking. We are having to give him fluids by injection right now and hoping his appatite returns. In the past 3 weeks, since his last visit to the vet, he has lost 2 pounds. That seems like a lot for a 14 pound cat. It definately shows.
Myself, I continue to have ankle problems. At the end of December I ended up in urgent care because of my ankle. For those who don't know, I have horendous ankles, and no cartilage in the ankle joints. This is something I have dealt with for most of my life, with intermitent pain that I simply have learned to live with and work around. Now though, the pain is nearly unbarable. So I have an appointment with a Doctor and I hope to get a referal to see an othipedist soon. I have the sneaky suspisicion that surgery might be in my future. I hope though, that with the advances in medicine since my orriginal surgeries (nearly 20 years ago) that fusion is not the only answer to my delima. I guess I might have a few more answers on Thursday after seeing the Doc.
So there it is, a little bit of catch up and information into the lives we lead here.
Work has been hectic, and it seems I am always at the office. Some of that is my own fault really, there is no end to the amount of available overtime, and I get my fair share. And honestly, I like the paychecks that come with it. The downside is that I never seem to really be home. I work a 12 hour shift, I get home at about 1800. Then I have dinner for the two of us, pets to feed and water, and any clean up tha seems needed. Honestly, after dinner and smal amount of over time, I really have a hard time not sitting down and falling asleep on the couch. And then things just start piling up. Its crazy, but we make it by eventually.
The wife has had her fair shre of business too. She has been working on a project that has had her working late nights and seems she is rarely home either. Case in point, tonight. She plans to stay a few hours over in order to catch up on her project and get things in order. Such is life with the profession we choose.
The cat problems continue to plague us lately. We ended up taking Ubu back in, he keeps throwing up and he is not eating or drinking. We are having to give him fluids by injection right now and hoping his appatite returns. In the past 3 weeks, since his last visit to the vet, he has lost 2 pounds. That seems like a lot for a 14 pound cat. It definately shows.
Myself, I continue to have ankle problems. At the end of December I ended up in urgent care because of my ankle. For those who don't know, I have horendous ankles, and no cartilage in the ankle joints. This is something I have dealt with for most of my life, with intermitent pain that I simply have learned to live with and work around. Now though, the pain is nearly unbarable. So I have an appointment with a Doctor and I hope to get a referal to see an othipedist soon. I have the sneaky suspisicion that surgery might be in my future. I hope though, that with the advances in medicine since my orriginal surgeries (nearly 20 years ago) that fusion is not the only answer to my delima. I guess I might have a few more answers on Thursday after seeing the Doc.
So there it is, a little bit of catch up and information into the lives we lead here.
Feb 11, 2008
The Road Trip Home
The trip home from Vacaville was uneventful, and actually felt like one of the longest trips I have ever had to make, and that is saying something. I recall many trips to Utah to visit family and thinking, at the time, that the salt flats of the Utah desert would never end. But I think this trip rivaled those trips, and maybe even surpassed them. Not for any real reason I can think of, but simply wanting to be home makes a trip that is only 5 hours seem like an eternity.
I had my camera again, and took a slew of pictures. Its funny how there re many things I have never seen before, but saw for the first time simply because I was looking for them. Here are a few: one that caught my eye, one that fascinated me, and one that made me laugh.
I'm not sure what time it was, but there was a fair amount of cloud cover and a little bit of sun attempting to claw its way through the cloud cover. The result was really something to look at. I took this picture while moving at about 65 mph. The crazy thing is I actually stopped the truck a little bit later and took a similar picture that I really didn't like as much. Odd how sometimes things happen the way they do, and there is no way to repeat the performance. So I guess I am glad that this worked out like it did.
This is the Eel River. It slithers its way along the North Coast until it eventually spills out into thePacific Ocean. The water, in the summer time, is slow and warm and favorite for many to spend a day swimming and relaxing on its usually pebbly beaches. The spot I took this picture, however, is prone to horrible land slides in the winter time. In fact, exactly wherer I am standing was, a couple of times, covered in mud and rock and cut the North Coast off from the rest of the world. The fix? To build a new section of US 101 on the oppisite side of the river. This required the construction of two new bridges. Bridge building amazes me, how they can build a concrete monolith out over nothing is nothing short of amazing.
And last, a little bit of a laugh. Anyone who has driven the North Coast knows there are signs everywhere pointing to the various things there are to see and do. But at one place in particular, there is an informational sign pointing the informational sign ahead. How lost are we that we need an informational sign to point us to another? The Avenue of the Giants, mentioned in my post of the Road Trip, is beautiful, and well worth the effort to make the drive. The informational sign, which I am sure has all sorts of useful information, according this sign is a half mile ahead. Please feel free, if you are in the area, to stop and see this sign and let me know if it really was useful. Otherwise, until then, I will continue to laugh everty time I see it.
I had my camera again, and took a slew of pictures. Its funny how there re many things I have never seen before, but saw for the first time simply because I was looking for them. Here are a few: one that caught my eye, one that fascinated me, and one that made me laugh.
I'm not sure what time it was, but there was a fair amount of cloud cover and a little bit of sun attempting to claw its way through the cloud cover. The result was really something to look at. I took this picture while moving at about 65 mph. The crazy thing is I actually stopped the truck a little bit later and took a similar picture that I really didn't like as much. Odd how sometimes things happen the way they do, and there is no way to repeat the performance. So I guess I am glad that this worked out like it did.
This is the Eel River. It slithers its way along the North Coast until it eventually spills out into thePacific Ocean. The water, in the summer time, is slow and warm and favorite for many to spend a day swimming and relaxing on its usually pebbly beaches. The spot I took this picture, however, is prone to horrible land slides in the winter time. In fact, exactly wherer I am standing was, a couple of times, covered in mud and rock and cut the North Coast off from the rest of the world. The fix? To build a new section of US 101 on the oppisite side of the river. This required the construction of two new bridges. Bridge building amazes me, how they can build a concrete monolith out over nothing is nothing short of amazing.
And last, a little bit of a laugh. Anyone who has driven the North Coast knows there are signs everywhere pointing to the various things there are to see and do. But at one place in particular, there is an informational sign pointing the informational sign ahead. How lost are we that we need an informational sign to point us to another? The Avenue of the Giants, mentioned in my post of the Road Trip, is beautiful, and well worth the effort to make the drive. The informational sign, which I am sure has all sorts of useful information, according this sign is a half mile ahead. Please feel free, if you are in the area, to stop and see this sign and let me know if it really was useful. Otherwise, until then, I will continue to laugh everty time I see it.
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