Knock Me Over With a Feather
Yeah, you could definitely knock me over with a feather right about now, but more on that later.
Well, I guess I should tell you all...I'm going to be house sitting for my Mom for a week starting in the morning. Which means I'll sleeping there as well. If you already don't know my other screenname for AIM, it's Oceangypsymoon. I'll be having both names on for the next week. The best way to leave me messages, is to leave it at both names. Just cause I'm sleeping over, doesn't mean I'm going to be there 24/7. I'll be at work, and in and out of my apartment.
Next, it's been a pretty emotional week for me up til today. Last Wednesday night when Dale got home from work, Kyan fell off the couch and smacked her head off a bookcase. They rushed her to the hospital, but everything came back okay. A day and a half later, she was back in the hospital because she wouldn't do anything but sleep. That's not good. After being driven to Children's Hospital in Pittsburgh, she was diagnosed with a skull fracture that actually caused the brain to bleed onto itself. They kept Kyan for a day, and then sent her home with anti-throwup meds. She going to be having dizzy spells for the next 6 to 8 weeks until her skull heals itself and the bleeding stops. I got visit her this past Monday night, and she taught herself that when she gets dizzy, she stops what she is doing and lays flat down on the ground. (Hmm..if only drunk college kids learned this fast.) She did that once while I visited...otherwise, all she wanted was me to read to her.
On top of that, I walked into work on Thursday and Phil told me that Dale wasn't coming in that night. I asked why, and he said that she was in the hospital. I immediately thought it was Kyan, but not this time. It was actually Dale. Dale ended up in the emergency room Thursday with very sharp pains coming from her stomach area. Since she just had Gall Bladder surgery not two months ago, they thought it was that acting back up. She was admitted Thursday night, and Friday morning we found out that it's Pancreatitis. They don't know what caused it. The surgeon wanted to find out, but the doctor said it wasn't worth the discomfort since it seemed to be lessening. Dale will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow (Saturday) at some point. But according to the surgeon, since they didn't figure out what was causing it, it could flare up at any time and she could end up right back in the hospital.
So, as you can imagine I've been worried sick for both Dale and Kyan.
Work is work. I jokingly brought up the issue of a raise to Phil, and he said forget it. In his words, "I betcha $100 cash that you're the highest paid Takeaway person in the entire region...even in New York where everything is more there." Now I want to prove him wrong. The extra $100 would be nice too. I should of argued that, "But I'm not the highest paid TA person in the city." I made $13.47/hr tonight so I can't complain too much. The highest paid TA person are the ones that work at TGIFridays. They are at $7.00/hr plus tips. Anyways...tonight's huge order for the SeaWolves went real smoothly. Actually we had it all done by the time they came and picked it up. Unfortunately, we forgot their mashed potatoes. So, your's truly drove 5 pounds of mashed down to the stadium. Umm, yeah that took 45 minutes because I couldn't find the Clubhouse...I wish they would of said the locker rooms. I know where those are. (And don't ask why I know where those are ;) ) And the best part...we're doing the same thing tomorrow...
Darn, Cassie and Chris won't be making the trek to Erie this weekend. Looks like I get to the spend the holiday alone in my house with my grill. Hmm, maybe I'll go see Xmen III: The Last Stand. Maybe I'll invite Angela and Jaime over to the house for a cookout or something. I don't want to spend all my days off alone.
Oh yeah, this is my new kick. I don't like being alone now. After getting a taste of what a normal life is like last week on my days off, I want it to be like that all the time. Unforunately, the bad thing is that I spend what little money I have. There's no happy medium is there?
Finally to what I alluded to earlier: Sam and I got to talk briefly tonight. The conversation twisted at the end. I dunno, maybe it was the sleepies talking. I alluded to wanting to talk to him about that weekend at IUP and what would of happened if he actually did spend that last night and we talked and such, over at Myspace. Over at myspace, I talked about wanting to know if there was ever a point in our friendship that he thought of me as something more and how come he never acted on it. I never heard a reply back from him concerning that, and so I figured he just didn't want to answer it or he never read it to begin with. Out of the blue tonight as we're saying goodnight, he pops this up: "And in response to your post in myspace blog, I have always had feelings of more than friends for you." It's something that I've always wanted to hear and know, and yet...I'm pretty shocked.
Well, I guess I should tell you all...I'm going to be house sitting for my Mom for a week starting in the morning. Which means I'll sleeping there as well. If you already don't know my other screenname for AIM, it's Oceangypsymoon. I'll be having both names on for the next week. The best way to leave me messages, is to leave it at both names. Just cause I'm sleeping over, doesn't mean I'm going to be there 24/7. I'll be at work, and in and out of my apartment.
Next, it's been a pretty emotional week for me up til today. Last Wednesday night when Dale got home from work, Kyan fell off the couch and smacked her head off a bookcase. They rushed her to the hospital, but everything came back okay. A day and a half later, she was back in the hospital because she wouldn't do anything but sleep. That's not good. After being driven to Children's Hospital in Pittsburgh, she was diagnosed with a skull fracture that actually caused the brain to bleed onto itself. They kept Kyan for a day, and then sent her home with anti-throwup meds. She going to be having dizzy spells for the next 6 to 8 weeks until her skull heals itself and the bleeding stops. I got visit her this past Monday night, and she taught herself that when she gets dizzy, she stops what she is doing and lays flat down on the ground. (Hmm..if only drunk college kids learned this fast.) She did that once while I visited...otherwise, all she wanted was me to read to her.
On top of that, I walked into work on Thursday and Phil told me that Dale wasn't coming in that night. I asked why, and he said that she was in the hospital. I immediately thought it was Kyan, but not this time. It was actually Dale. Dale ended up in the emergency room Thursday with very sharp pains coming from her stomach area. Since she just had Gall Bladder surgery not two months ago, they thought it was that acting back up. She was admitted Thursday night, and Friday morning we found out that it's Pancreatitis. They don't know what caused it. The surgeon wanted to find out, but the doctor said it wasn't worth the discomfort since it seemed to be lessening. Dale will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow (Saturday) at some point. But according to the surgeon, since they didn't figure out what was causing it, it could flare up at any time and she could end up right back in the hospital.
So, as you can imagine I've been worried sick for both Dale and Kyan.
Work is work. I jokingly brought up the issue of a raise to Phil, and he said forget it. In his words, "I betcha $100 cash that you're the highest paid Takeaway person in the entire region...even in New York where everything is more there." Now I want to prove him wrong. The extra $100 would be nice too. I should of argued that, "But I'm not the highest paid TA person in the city." I made $13.47/hr tonight so I can't complain too much. The highest paid TA person are the ones that work at TGIFridays. They are at $7.00/hr plus tips. Anyways...tonight's huge order for the SeaWolves went real smoothly. Actually we had it all done by the time they came and picked it up. Unfortunately, we forgot their mashed potatoes. So, your's truly drove 5 pounds of mashed down to the stadium. Umm, yeah that took 45 minutes because I couldn't find the Clubhouse...I wish they would of said the locker rooms. I know where those are. (And don't ask why I know where those are ;) ) And the best part...we're doing the same thing tomorrow...
Darn, Cassie and Chris won't be making the trek to Erie this weekend. Looks like I get to the spend the holiday alone in my house with my grill. Hmm, maybe I'll go see Xmen III: The Last Stand. Maybe I'll invite Angela and Jaime over to the house for a cookout or something. I don't want to spend all my days off alone.
Oh yeah, this is my new kick. I don't like being alone now. After getting a taste of what a normal life is like last week on my days off, I want it to be like that all the time. Unforunately, the bad thing is that I spend what little money I have. There's no happy medium is there?
Finally to what I alluded to earlier: Sam and I got to talk briefly tonight. The conversation twisted at the end. I dunno, maybe it was the sleepies talking. I alluded to wanting to talk to him about that weekend at IUP and what would of happened if he actually did spend that last night and we talked and such, over at Myspace. Over at myspace, I talked about wanting to know if there was ever a point in our friendship that he thought of me as something more and how come he never acted on it. I never heard a reply back from him concerning that, and so I figured he just didn't want to answer it or he never read it to begin with. Out of the blue tonight as we're saying goodnight, he pops this up: "And in response to your post in myspace blog, I have always had feelings of more than friends for you." It's something that I've always wanted to hear and know, and yet...I'm pretty shocked.