Moved to Wordpress

Moved Back to Wordpress

noreply@blogger.com (Eddie) — Sat, 11 Jul 2009 04:20:00 +0000

I moved back to Wordpress, I wanted to keep all of my posts together. Sorry for the inconveince. Http://angelmilk.wordpress.com

Billy Mays Dies

noreply@blogger.com (Eddie) — Mon, 29 Jun 2009 01:41:00 +0000

I can believe Michael Jackson and Farrah Fawcett but this was a suprise...
Billy Mays Dies

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PS, I know I've been cheating using "Add This" as posts but I haven't had much to share. Visit me on Sodahead.com :)

Cher Supports Chaz's Sex Change

noreply@blogger.com (Eddie) — Fri, 19 Jun 2009 02:23:00 +0000

**I thought Cher was a man...

Cher Supports Chaz's Sex Change

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Blogger Fakes Baby's Death

noreply@blogger.com (Eddie) — Tue, 16 Jun 2009 08:04:00 +0000

Blogger Fakes Baby's Death

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What Kind of Crazy Is This?

noreply@blogger.com (Eddie) — Mon, 08 Jun 2009 18:52:00 +0000

"Amari The sexy, smart and safe way to help prevent an STD" It's a cream. It's a cream you can use supposedly to help prevent the spread of STDs. You can read more about it here or even get your FREE SAMPLE - count me out.

Other Things

noreply@blogger.com (Eddie) — Mon, 08 Jun 2009 00:05:00 +0000

Today is day two of three days off. Yesterday I did two loads of laundry (which takes forever at our community laundry mat,) took out the trash (quite a bit of it,) dusted (it's dusty again already,) upgraded our Internet service to unlimited - I had no idea we were limited to 3 gigabytes - how ridiculous. Evidently, we've been doubling that for months. Managed some fiances, played Sims 2 which Joe insists I am "addicted" too and other house hold chores like cooking and dish washing etc. Keeping the house clean is getting to be pretty easy, even with working. Working longer hours is also getting easier. All of these things are good.

Today, there is one more load of laundry that is nearly finished (not counting the six more loads that will not be done this weekend) and many many more tasks I have completed. Like visiting Joe at work 3+ times (not good lol) and vacuuming our astro turf balcony (strange I know) and making doubly delicious grilled cheese sandwiches for his lunch break. I also called my daughter and she is doing great! She spent her first night in her very first apartment last night! It's a spacious 3 bedroom and two bath near the college she enrolled in. It's close to all kinds of stores like Target, Smart & Final and more which is really convenient for her. That makes me happy. It's been a good weekend - how about yours?

My New Psychiatrist

noreply@blogger.com (Eddie) — Sat, 06 Jun 2009 21:53:00 +0000

I have a new doctor. I went to see him after work on the 2nd of this month. He seems very stodgy and uptight - almost defensive. He looks very cliche, with white hair, short beard and wire rimmed glasses. After entering the office we sat down (Joe was SUPPOSED to be with me for support) he asked me "so what are you here for?" Which I thought was kind of strange because it's a required initial visit when getting a new doctor. But, I answered anyway - "I'm here for the initial visit since you are my new doctor." He continued to ask vague questions and I finally asked would you like to know my history? He said he would and I apologized stating I figured he read all that in my file - he retorted I am "not my file." Which I am not. I wanted to talk about "Abilify" because I heard from television ads that it can help your existing depression medication work better. I had questions, he didn't feel like talking about Abilify. He said he would rather talk about why I was here (in his office - which I thought we established) rather than "pounding nails." I asked him what that meant, he said it meant the problem solving over the problem. He also used a term called "white knuckling" it which I never fully understood.

So it was a long hour, maybe longer. He decided in one visit I was not bi-polar (which all other doctors felt they needed to see me over a longer course of time before deciding) and it was possible I have panic disorder. No surprise, I have been diagnosed with it and I take anxiety medication. I got a new prescription for all the same meds and an appt. for next month. I wish I would have been given a female doctor like I originally asked for.

Oh, Joe didn't make it to the appt. because there was some confusion on where we were meeting but it really pissed me off. Initial visits with doctors can be emotional. The meeting wasn't emotional so he was lucky! He made it up to me with tons of special attention :)

Cloud 9 Handmade Soap Sample

noreply@blogger.com (Eddie) — Wed, 03 Jun 2009 05:20:00 +0000

Free handmade soap sample!

Eating Spinach Boosts Fertility

noreply@blogger.com (Eddie) — Mon, 01 Jun 2009 03:42:00 +0000

From "Woman's World" Magazine

It's rich in iron, and a recent Harvard Medical School study reported in the journal Obstetrics & Gynecology reveals that getting at least 41 mg. of the mineral daily makes women 62% less likely to have trouble conceiving. Other top iron sources: fortified cereal, molasses, beef liver and prune juice.

I currently take iron prescribed by my doctor twice a day and yes, I would like to increase my fertility. Joe and I would like to have another baby. I do have some obstacles to overcome even if it's possible at all.

Take the "WOW" Nutrient

noreply@blogger.com (Eddie) — Sun, 31 May 2009 22:20:00 +0000

From "Woman's World" Magazine

Loaded with DHA omega-3 fatty acids, fish oils is the only supplement proven to melt belly fat, fight depression, ease achy joints, protect your heart, even stave off aging. The fats in fish oil "are beneficial for virtually every part of your body." says Dr. Oz. "I strongly recommend women take one gram a day."

I currently take "Safeway Select Premium Quality Heart Health Fish Oil with Omega-3 Fatty Acids Dietary Supplement" Suggested use: Take one softgel three times daily with a full glass of water, preferrably after a meal." I get an occassional "fishy" burp with these but not often and no noticeable smell. There is 30 calories in the total daily dose. I feel like these work for me quite well and I feel better taking them, however I have heard of a more complete supplement that works twice as well and must look into it.

Hints, Helps & Notes to Myself

noreply@blogger.com (Eddie) — Sun, 31 May 2009 02:22:00 +0000

I am going to be recycling my old magazines, most of which are "Woman's World" and so instead of losing all of the wonderful articles, tips & hints that I have marked as noteworthy.. I decided to blog them to myself, if you find them useful all the more better otherwise just ignore them.

Foods Sharpen Memory

noreply@blogger.com (Eddie) — Sun, 31 May 2009 01:59:00 +0000

Found in "Woman's World Magazine"

"Regularly crunching celery and green peppers delivers high doses of luteolin, a potent antioxidant that University of Illisnois lab tests on brain cells show can block inflammation linked to memeory loss and Alzheimer's. Also helpuful: eating fresh or frozen blueberries; a little more than a cup a day can improve recall within 12 weeks, say scientists."

Instant Energizers

noreply@blogger.com (Eddie) — Sun, 31 May 2009 01:43:00 +0000

Found in "Woman's World Magazine"

"Science proves it: Inhaling these aromas boosts the brain's production of beta waves, invigorating electrical impulses that increase wakefulness by 25%!"

1. Citrus
2. Popcorn (makes me hungry - defeats purpose)
3. Spearmint
4. Peppermint (reminds me of schnapps - makes me want to vomit)
5. Strawberries
6. Rosemary

Our Neighborhood

noreply@blogger.com (Eddie) — Tue, 26 May 2009 09:10:00 +0000

This is Truly Scary

noreply@blogger.com (Eddie) — Tue, 26 May 2009 03:06:00 +0000

My Job

noreply@blogger.com (Eddie) — Fri, 22 May 2009 04:41:00 +0000

I thought this would be a good time to update you on my new job. Well, it's not really my "new" job since I have been working for this particular company since December of 2008. Wow! I actually have a great job and the company I work for thinks I am great too! What makes me think that? I got a $1.00 an hour pay raise and I have been asked to consider management. Am I ready for management? Perhaps, technically but emotionally and mentally not quite yet but trust me I am getting there!

I am not going to mention the name of the company I work for because I need a little separation between my work life and personal life (especially in the diary section.) However, I will tell you the basics. I of course, still work in retail - I have most of my life. It is a brand name company who's specialty is bras, undies and other clothing. My schedule has been given perhaps special!* to me graciously after busting my butt for a few months. For the past few weeks I have been working Monday through Friday between 8:30-1:30 or up until 5pm depending on the day with weekends off (this weekend I have three days off!)

All employees, get free gifts (as well as customers) every month! Employees also receive a generous 40 % discount of sale and regular merchandise and 25% off of clearance merchandise. We also get to buy new outfits being promoted at a fraction of the price - usually the cost of one piece and sometimes less :) Honestly, I could go on and on about the wonderful attributes of this company but I got say that some of the best benefits I have received are a happy/friendly work place and a true vote of confidence! Go me! Work rocks! - Hope it does for you too!

I Had a Freaky Friday

noreply@blogger.com (Eddie) — Sun, 17 May 2009 06:08:00 +0000

Friday, was a totally crappy day. I received word from my sister who has been kind enough to give me a ride to work every morning, that I would most likely be late for work. I would have taken the bus however, it had just departed ten minutes prior and would not depart for another hour and it averages a forty-five minute ride so instead I waited - besides it was the first rainy day we have had in awhile. Quite depressing after a couple of weeks of pure sunshine from approximately 5am until 11pm every night.

Fortunately, I was not late so I am assuming neither my sister. However, the manager I had alerted that I might be late was about 15 minutes. Between the rain and having only four hours sleep the night before I felt like total crap. So I bought a grey t-shirt from my work (a wonderful company) and felt unhappy in my grey shirt and frizzled ponytail. I'm fat I thought, Oh well.. I am to lazy to do anything about it. So instead of crying, I worked. One of the highlights of my day, thank God I love my job and I guess I love my job is because my customers and employer loves me. It's a win win situation, however I am getting off topic - I am trying to sound irritated or grouchy not upbeat and happy. *Note - My mood is mostly happy these days.

Anyway, I was sweating and I wasn't hot. My nose was running and all of my make up was coming off. I had a long day considering most of it was spent with one customer. A really friendly customer which I probably shouldn't complain about had two kids with her which she couldn't contain. Normally, that's no problem but one child kept running in and out and so did she. So I was bouncing around trying to help other customers that walked in and greeting new ones within ten seconds, trying to entertain the children and helping her. It was a dedicated effort. All I could say after finally being done was "two hours." Now, I must state I have been out of my anxiety medication and the children had been trying. Previously cute had turned into sliding on the ground like a "snake" trying to grab my leg and screaming. I started having a panic attack with the question whether I could ever be a mother again pounding in my head. Two hours.

Finally, shaking, sweating, nose running I was off work and on my way to having the weekend off a wonderful perk I receive for being the #1 customer service associate and walk to the bus station. Once there, I see that I need change and with the other eye I see the bus is parked at it's stop and then.. I see it leaving two minutes early. Two minutes. Early. Fudge it! I think and decide to buy a hot dog. The conveinent store inside the station is full and I manuever my way around to the hot dogs and find no plates or buns. So I ask the old man who could possibly be homeless or just really dirty where he got his plate. It had ketchup on it so I assumed it was the plate that the tongs set on. I stood there and notioned to the woman who owns the shop that I want a plate and buns. She delivers and as I start to make my hot dog, a lady walks up with a service dog who is not on a leash and he sticks his face far to close to food area for me. She decides to buy the dog a hot dog - how wrong. Anyway, as I move towards the cash register she is in front of me and takes up the whole counter area with her dog and her spiral binder as she wants a reciept and the owner is calling for me to pay her for the hot dog and postcards. Hands full and with no counter space this is hard to comply with. It is severly pissing me off that she is doing paperwork with her dog in an area the size of a ladies restroom. The hot dog stress is nearly over when I walk to a bench where one seat is open and then someone steps in front of me sits in it. So, I walk to the next and the same happens. Finally a seat opens and I sit next to a large older man and begin to eat my hot dog, when he starts to watch very carefully. How gross. Then another old man moves to the bench and I scoot over. Which was a true mistake. He leans in about in inch away from me and attempts to look down my round neck grey t-shirt (yes this is all in the same day) at which point I say "You better f*ckin watch yourself." He tries it again and I am ready smack him with my paper plate and evidently I was scooting to much into the hot dog eating voyeurist so he gets up and leaves. Thank goodness, I get some space and as I scoot over the other 6'2 perv gets up to leave since he can't try to grab my leg anymore or look down my top. I glance over to scoff and express my relief of his departure and that's when I see it! HIS ASS! His ENTIRE ASS! How disgusting, by now I feel completely molested by the days events. And then, my bus arrives.

The bus ride is quick and my new yoga pants have dried. Oh, I forgot to mention that I had bought new yoga pants as well and that they run long. So, it's a rainy day and I am wearing long yoga pants and flip flops through the wet and muddy streets of Anchorage from the mall to the bus station and from my stop to home, through huge lakes in parking lots with the pants flipping in and out of my flip flops with wet dirt flapping on my feet and legs all the way home. Tired and wet I stop into Joe's work to pick up our apartment key and to complain about how horrible my day was. I sit on a sofa for sale for awhile in wait to see him and after awhile decide to walk around, so I stand up and place my bag with my old clothes in it on a counter. I adjust my jacket and look back where I see a customer take his fingers and pull open my bag as he peeks in. I snatch the bag from him so abrupltly I am surprised I didn't snatch his bag from him too. He apologizes but this doesn't alieve my anger. Finally, I see my hubby and find out he is in the middle of a horrible day so I am stuck unable to complain about my horrible day in fear of making his horrible day even more horrible. Now, I am sure no one has read this far so I am just going to have to get over it ;o)

I'm Delerious

noreply@blogger.com (Eddie) — Tue, 12 May 2009 06:41:00 +0000

I can't believe that my first "I'm back" post is going to be with a headache one hair away from a migraine that has plagued me all week. I just thought I would share a quick bit, see how it feels you know - that kind of thing. It's quarter till 11pm and it's still sunny outside, barely showing the signs of sundown. We are on the top floor of our new apartment building and it feels "super hot" here after our -25 degree winter, of course I have always thought anything over 65 is "super hot." Mother's Day was nice, Joe let me sleep in all day as I was groggy after taking a sleeping pill which I no longer take on a regular basis to sleep. I also received a note from my daughter which was nice after just having a long conversation on the telephone with her like the day before. So, here it is... I am back with a headache and tummy ache -*btch *btch@! You know, same as usual - how many months later?

I have no computer again...

noreply@blogger.com (Eddie) — Tue, 18 Nov 2008 03:47:00 +0000

Okay, I am at my sister's right now but we are no longer staying at my mother's we are on our own in a kitchenette. Everything is still okay but I just won't be on the Internet for awhile, if anything it will be sporadic. Take care, Linda

I'm in a Pressure Cooker

noreply@blogger.com (Eddie) — Tue, 11 Nov 2008 04:41:00 +0000

Except it's cold in this pressure cooker. I don't know, my schedule is filling up rapidly and none of it with work. I have water therapy on Monday's and Wednesday's and then there is my work out in the gym with an instructor on Friday mornings. I have therapy this Thursday and quite honestly I don't know how many times a month those occur. Then there is my desperate need for a job, Joe and I really need to have our own place - very badly. It's one of the only things I miss about Sacramento.

Housesitting is Over

noreply@blogger.com (Eddie) — Mon, 10 Nov 2008 06:11:00 +0000

Aunt D moved back into her place last nite and brought me home to my mom's house, later mom and I picked up Joe from work. We went grocery shopping since that was one of mom's conditions, that we buy our own food so we did. Of course we forgot the waffles but we have a bottle of Eggo's butter flavored syrup - mmm! I made chicken tacos after shredding some cooked chicken breast and jazzed up refried beans on soft flour tortillas, just the way Joe likes. Dinner went over well. Joe and I watched "Bug" what a trippy movie - I am just surprised Agnes didn't know that "THAT I AM THE MOTHER BUG!" Then crashed out and I slept in until two today, until Joe kept telling me "I'm hungry can we get up?" So I got up, cleaned up and cooked the two other chicken breasts for chicken salad sandwiches which my mom and Joe loved - I insisted on a bowl of Golden Crisps instead.

Tonight's dinner was salmon and it was soo fresh and delicious! Aunt D gave it to us, so I was sure to call and thank her for it. After dinner Joe and I put the movie "El Orphanato" in and that was pretty good, not really scary though. It was funny that my mom couldn't understand why we would get a movie in Spanish...

Tomorrow, I have a Dr.'s appt for my back. I guess I am getting checked to see if I am clear to get in the pool but I don't really know so I will write about that tomorrow. Today is Sunday and it has just been a good day of rest and I am thankful.

I'll Take an Order of Me Scrambled On Toast

noreply@blogger.com (Eddie) — Sat, 08 Nov 2008 21:52:00 +0000

Even though I cleaned last nite, I felt there was so much to do when I got up this morning. I was piffed at Joe pretty good so I didn't get up to make him coffee or breakfast. I laid in bed until he left then scrambled to unload the dishwasher (my Aunt hand washes) and hand washed any dishes I deemed unfit (water spots etc.) Then I stripped the bed and started laundry containing her bedding and the towels on the racks. I had washed mats and doilies etc. the nite before so that made it easier. I had also polished the wood in the house (coffee tables and tables) but in the morning light saw smudges that had to be buffed out, I say HAD to be. I don't know why I am freaking out, I suppose because one of the last memories I have of my Aunt is when I spilled red kool-aid on her white carpet after she told me no drinks in the living room. I was a brat then, still a brat at 32 *sigh*

The towels are not finished, I made it to Wednesday which I f*cked up the writing of Wednesday with the puffy paint. The lettering is not clear in the e's or a's and I swear puffy paint was made by the devil himself. And to top it off, I will say as an AA'er (Oh jeez) "Let Go and Let God."

The Stress of Baby Chickens

noreply@blogger.com (Eddie) — Fri, 07 Nov 2008 22:08:00 +0000

So my kind Aunt, gave me a project to do whilst I was alone (during Joey's work hours) in the house for 17 days. This project included washing/drying and then ironing and then ironing again to place a stamp (that I would paint with puffy paint) of chickens "Monday - Sunday." I dreaded this project but smiled and said of course I would, I would love too. It actually sounds fun, I am somewhat crafty - not like most bloggers I read on the net but I try. However, I try in my own way and I am less judgemental if the craft project is for myself. However, these were my Aunt and I desperately want them to be perfect - so far I do not think they are. On the fifteenth day (last night) I finally pressed my first stamp on a towel and after losing my mind looking for a hoop, I was able to start painting. I hate it, it wasn't perfect and neither am I. *sigh*

Today, it didn't look as bad so I decided I will finish the other six days before tomorrow - our last day at Auntie's. I hope she likes them, actually I just hope she doesn't hate them. Joe likes them but Joe likes pretty much everything I do, that's his job :P I will upload pics when I can sync my phone to my Mom's computer.

Sleeping Beauty

noreply@blogger.com (Eddie) — Fri, 07 Nov 2008 03:32:00 +0000

I am not quite sure if it's the up in my medication (which may cause sleepiness) or the feelings of overwhelm making me tired, but I went back to bed after Joe went to work and didn't wake until he arrived for supper. I can't keep doing this everyday, if it is the meds I hope it wears off in a few days after my body adjusts to the new amount and if it's the stress well then my goose is cooked because I have always had problems with stress. Anxiety Management is going to be one of the topics/goals of my therapy sessions. Speaking of therapy, my PDA phone every so nicely reminded me fifteen minutes prior to my appointment that I was going to miss my session! My first session! I had to call and reschedule, honestly I thought it was next week - I have had so many appointments to keep up with. I also have an appt. with a Dr. at the Wellness Center to be ok'd for water therapy (usually for people with arthritis, my cousin had arthritis at an early age, do I?) on Monday.

The usual money problems persist and I am thankful for Joe's full time job, I just wish I still had mine or a different one so that I too could assist in the savings for our own place. I just feel like the clock is ticking and everything is the same - day in day out. I think I should just walk around asking people "I am sorry how much do I owe YOU?" No wonder I sleep.

I f*cked Up My Blog Again

noreply@blogger.com (Eddie) — Thu, 06 Nov 2008 05:50:00 +0000

In an effort to streamline my little diary here, I lost all of my info. and I find my self searching the web to recover each little bit. Hopefully, I will be done tonight but I am not sure. I have been feeling kind of depressed today, kind of lethargic. I even went to bed after coming back from the hospital today for my blood test. Oh, I found out I am also being considered for Bi-Polar as my doctor isn't sure I have Borderline Personality Disorder instead of Bi-Polar, so we shall see. I am still waiting on my iron pills so maybe that's why I am so lethargic, or maybe it's just winter or the weather (snowy.) Even after going back to bed and getting up with Joe before he went to work, I felt the need to take a nap and slept until he was due back for supper. I hope this resolves itself quickly, I have things to do.