CoCo's Corner

Saturday mornings and early afternoons, Ted and I tend to try and get stuff done that we need to get done before I need to head to work in the afternoon.  Right now, we don't have any days off together, so we make the most of our time when we can. This week has been a bit rough.  My mother had been in the hospital and is now finishing up her recovery in a rehab center.  It was a rough few days, her confusion got so huge, I wasn't sure if she would be able to go home.  On top of that, I have been dealing with some other emotions from other things that have been going on.  On top of that, chaos is still reigning supreme and with everything that has been going on, I haven't been able to paint or do anything to further my remodeling.  So, to say the least, I have felt a little sorry for myself. Today, Ted and I went furniture shopping, we still have so much to find.  After that, we headed to Sam's Club for some things we needed.   When we were...

My mother is in the hospital.  I'm trying to maintain a semblance of normal.  She is completely whackadoodle - my  new word to describe what she is going through right now, completely out of her head in some aspects and completely cognizant in others.  She doesn't really know what is going on in her reality right now.  I go from laughing at the things she says to wanting to cry because I really don't know what is going on in her world.  Is it the end?  Is she close to the veil and that is why she is seeing and doing things that I don't understand?  Or is it that she is just out of her normal routine and it's thrown her 87-year-old brain into a tailspin?  I don't know. I'm totally exhausted.  My brain is fried right now.  I haven't bathed since Sunday, because I just can't find the time nor the energy.  I have spent hours and hours at the hospital.  I spent hours trying to maintain my own life.  I've not spent hours ...

When I got home tonight, something brought back a memory.  So obviously, I must relay it to everyone - because that is what I do. When Ted and I decided that we were going to get married, he and I decided that we needed to sell the houses we were in and get a home together.  We felt that if we were living in my house it would be my house and if I was living in his house it would be his house - but, if we got a home together, it would be our house. We put Ted's house on the market first - and we had to get it sale ready, so we started purging and boxing him up so that we could get the house on the market.  One of those days, my daughter KayeLynn came to help do some boxing and cleaning.  She was down on the floor, on her hands and knees, boxing something up.  Ted walked through the room and into another room.  As he did so, KayeLynn started up with this horrified look on her face.  She says, "Mom, he just grabbed my butt".  I wasn't sure what t...

Ted's daughter Dee is down here for a night.  She came down to pick up someone from the airport, spending the night at a hotel and heading back to Idaho. I actually had the night off, because someone awesome offered to work for me, so I was able to spend time with her.  In the couple of hours Ted, Dee and I had, we went to a low-key dinner at Village Inn.  I couldn't talk the manager into pretending it was Wednesday, so there was no free pie. When we were shown to our table, it took about three seconds to realize the six people who were having dinner at the table two away from us were having quite the conversation.  In fact, we were quick to realize that this was an intervention, family counselling session, family discussion on the current dynamics of the melded family.  The players are as follows; Dad, two daughters, new stepmom, stepmom's ex-daughter-in-law and quiet number six player who really didn't have much to say. Because I love to use bullets, thi...

I'm not getting any younger. I'm not getting any healthier - anway by my habits. I'm not getting any skinnier - again, by my habits. I'm just not getting. My 16-hour day the other day is still causing me effects.  Ankles are a bit tender.  I could hardly move at all yesteray.  But, this has nothing to do with vitamins. That whole routine about the definition of crazy, I am the definition of crazy.  Doing the same thing over and over and over and over again expecting a different result.  OK, that may be a bit of an overstatement - because on most things, I am a bit socially acceptable and sane.  I don't fart in public.  I don't talk to myself - very loudly - in public.  I don't throw medications in the air and call them confetti.  I don't scream obscenities without a reason. So, for the  most part, I can be considered sane. But, battling for healthy habits is where the line between sane and insane starts. I have started ...

I did this once before on a blog challenge.  Decided to do it again.  For starters, just to keep you in the know, I set up a swap at work so I could have a day off in the future for an important birthday party. Wake up to alarm at 4:30 - after going to bed at about midnight. Get out of bed Put makeup on Get dressed Did hair Brushed teeth Kissed Ted goodbye Read my text messages that were waiting for me Replied to one text Got in my car to drive to airport Talked to BFF on the phone Stopped at McDonalds for breakfast Continued driving to airport, parked my car, got on bus to ride to terminal Clocked in to work Emily's shift Saw Marsan and her daughter in the bathroom.  Hugged her and chatted a bit. Worked first flight Ate some Easter breakfast with the other people working in the concourse that I have only worked in a couple of times and don't know hardly any of the people.  Need to get to know Candace better - she is freaking hysterical!!! Worke...