Tuesday, April 29, 2014

Stop! It's too long!

So the 6 yr old granddaughter was telling us about a new cup she got.
She was going into great detail, which she does often.
The details and the story were going on and on and on!
Kamarie had been as patient as possible as she stood right in front of the story teller.
Finally, she waved her hand in front of the storyteller's face and said:

"Stop! It's too long!"

AhHA HAHAHA   HAHAHA


Another one:

Kams grimaced as she yanked at the back of her pants and declared to me,
"My underwear is stuck in my BUTT!"

AHHH HAHAHA


Thursday, April 24, 2014

If you show me Pepto Bismol in a dosing cup . . . .

and I know that it is for me. . . .

you just might have to clear the room!

Kinzie dosed some for me the other day, cause I was nauseous. I took one look at it, and started barfing my guts out.

Some things about my health are so bizarre, you can't help but laugh.

If I am camping (or travelling, or somewhere other than at my house where my meds are,) I can usually predict when I will get HEARTBURN.

If I eat Dutch Oven potatoes with my meal, and then follow it with
Dutch Oven cobler with ice cream on top, I guarantee that I will get heartburn.
(this is while I am camping in a highish elevation,
cause I don't know what D.O. potatoes or D.O. cobler
taste like at city-level elevation. LOL)

and the heartburn won't be pretty!

It is so painful to me that neither Acetametaphine nor Ibuprofin will even touch it.
None of the over the counter antacids or chewable chalk are any good.

The only thing that even touches the pain is a leftover Rx that I got from a dentist 20 years ago.
Demerol.
I take it to every campout! Even though I only have 1 pill left. :(

I went camping.
I ate D.O. potatoes (yellow onions cooked in butter or maybe oil and only potatoes, no bacon)
I did NOT eat ice cream or anything fatty or milk-based that night.
I did eat 5 of the most perfectly roasted marshmallows you ever tasted. thanks Hubby.
I did go home right after that and drank a Mt. Dew on the way home.
I did go to bed 4 hours after eating the marshmallows, 5 hours after the potatoes.
I woke up 6 hours after eating the potatoes with a painful burning in my chest.

I ate 4 tums. (which is worse than having heartburn).
Nothing.
I swallowed 500 mg Acetametaphin.
Nothing.
Curiously, to see if it would work, I swallowed an Oxycontin that was left over from a Rx from a baby birth from 9 years ago.
I started to feel really light headed and dizzy after 15 minutes, but the meds didn't touch the pain for 25 minutes.

I went to sleep thinking I was good for the rest of the night,
but 2 1/2 hours later, the pain was back and woke me up.
That's when I realized I could've taken two of those pills.

I took another Oxy and waited for it to start working.
About 30 minutes later, I got nauseous and threw up.

Amazingly, the pain that had still been there and showing through the Oxycontin,
was suddenly non-existent as soon as I threw up!

Wow. All I had to do was to throw up?

Good to know!

When I get these bouts of heartburn, I get nausea after most of them.

I was a bit nauseous for the rest of the morning.

I tried soda crackers, and soda pop to no avail.
I sent Kinzie to get me some Pepto to settle my stomach around noon.
As soon as she showed me the dose, I told all the kids to clear out of my room,
cause I like to barf in private.

Most of my heartburn bouts happened while I was pregnant.
And the nausea and barfing would make me dehydrated.
The dehydration would start contractions.
The contractions would put me in the hospital to get i.v's to get re-hydrated to stop the contractions.

Moral of the story: if I am heartburning and nauseous,
bring me some narcotics, a bucket, and a bottle of Pepto and CLEAR THE ROOM!  LOL

PS and shut the door behind you.

Thursday, April 17, 2014

Hard Baked Eggs!

Oh Man, this was easy!

Brought the eggs home, set the oven to 325, put the eggs in muffin tins, put them in the oven, set the timer for 30 minutes, and walked away!

Thirty minutes later, I took them out of the oven and removed them from the muffin tins with a big spoon, and set them in a bowl of ice water for 10 minutes.

I cracked it and peeled it right away, cause I was dying to see if it was as easy as I had heard.

It WAS!

Why on Earth do people even boil them?

I hate peeling boiled eggs. Hate, hate, hate.

These were as easy to peel as any I have ever peeled!






In the meantime, I tried the other method of boiling eggs in cold water
with half teaspoon of baking soda and 1 teaspoon of salt, bring to a boil,
cover and remove from heat and let stand for 10 minutes.

I let them stand for at least 12 minutes in the hot water,
then put them in an ice bath for 10. Then I peeled one, cause I had to know.

This one was very easy to peel. even easier than the baked method, but the yolk was not cooked as much as the baked eggs and the yolk was not tender like the baked eggs.

Final Analysis:

I will be baking eggs from now on! ! ! ! !

PS.  I GOT IN TROUBLE FOR PEELING THOSE EGGS,
CAUSE THAT IS TWO LESS THAT Kams GETS TO COLOR.  

 LOL

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Idiot Alert LittleLeagueSoftball 2014 Version

First off, it is SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO much more less stress to be a parent on the sideline than the coach on the field.

I am not saying I'd rather be on the sideline; I like coaching Kinzie's team.

Luckily, there are still IDIOTS involved with LittleLeague Softball in the area, so that I still have something to blog about! LOL

All 4 of the presidents of the various LL softball leagues in the area (for the 13-14 yr old league, there are not enough girls that play, so there are only 1 or 2 teams per city, so the various cities within 30 miles play each other) got together and decided which of the rules they were going to tweak to fit our areas needs. (there just is not time to play 7 innings per game and play two games in one night, for example.)

One of the rules they tweaked and agreed upon was the time limit.
They all agreed that the game ends right at 1 hour and 50 minutes no matter where the game is in innings or "at bats" or who is up and who gets their last "at bats."

We play by a stupid rule that each team can only score 5 runs per inning until the last inning. The last inning is an "open run" inning and teams can score till there are 3 outs.

That leaves a HUGE guessing game for the umpire to decided if the 4th inning or the 5th inning or possibly the 3rd inning will be the last and "open run" inning according to how much time is left. It is just that: a guess, and it is never a right guess.

The other day, Kinzie's game was going well. Kinzie's team had to stop one of their at bats cause they had scored 5 runs. The score was 12 -9 at the end of the 4th inning. A game has to legally be 5 to count it as a game.

The umpire guessed this would be the last inning and declared it an "open run" inning. The opposing team scored 9 runs. They were the visiting team, therefore batting first, and they took awhile to score the 9 runs and to get 3 outs.

The time was up by the time they got done with their "open inning at bat".

The umpire called the game on account of time. The visiting team won.

Yep.

They ended the game with the visiting team having first and last "at bats" including the open run inning.

No one there at the game was one of the "voters" of this rule, so nothing I argued had any meaning.

The woman that was there enforcing the rule looked at me like I was an alien when I told her the game had to be reverted back to the last COMPLETED inning.

She had no idea what I was talking about.

The game ended and the winning coach was super happy, and a super jerk, about the win.

Rule 4.11 d, exception 2 states the obvious: if the home team does not get their last full at bat, which means 3 outs in the last inning, due to whatever reason, the score reverts back to the last completed inning.

HA, YOU DUMB WOMAN AT THE GAME!

Someone notified our LLPres and he fixed that mess by the time I texted him the next morning. Sure, he voted for the time limit, but he had NO idea, they would or could end the game with the visiting team having an extra at bat.


One more thing:
Our pitcher hit a home run and missed touching home plate. The other coach saw it and had his girls touch home plate to get her out. She had already gone into the dugout, therefore, creating a dead ball situation and forfeiting her right to come fix her miss.

Our pitcher pitched an amazing game, but the defense was not there to back her up. There were a lot of errors by the fielders that she had no control over. The pitcher was feeling like the loss was 100 percent her fault.

The coach of that winning team, bragged it up about his win to our pitcher after the game in the parking lot. Then, he had the audacity to tell her that he had done the missed-base play wrong, but the ump didn't catch it. She was already feeling horribly about the missed base and the loss, then this arrogant jerk bragged it up.

He knew the kids had to take the ball back to the pitcher's plate before the ball could be taken to home plate in order to protest her missing home plate, since she had gone in the dugout and made the play "dead".

It's not a very known rule, but what a jerk that he was even bragging about it, let alone to the person who made the mistake.

Stay tuned, I'm sure we are not done with idiots.



Cooking Eggs and Avocado Deviled Eggs - 4Utah.com

Best to use eggs that are at least 3 days old.

Add 1/2 teaspoon baking soda and  1 teaspoon salt in cold water.

Bring to boil.

Take off stove and cover for 10 minutes.

Then put them in an ice bath till cooled, then peel.



Avocado Deviled Eggs - 4Utah.com

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

English is funny, at least this article about it is.

The European Commission has been working on an agreement whereby English is the official language of the EU rather than German which was the other possibility.

As part of the negotiations, Her Majesty's Government conceded that English spelling had some room for improvement and has accepted a five year phase-in plan that would be known as "Euro-English".

In the first year, "s" will replace the soft "c". Sertainly, this will make the sivil servants jump with joy. The hard "c" will be dropped in favour of the "k". This should klear up konfusion and keyboards kan have 1 less letter.

There will be growing publik enthusiasm in the sekond year, when the troublesome "ph" will be replaced with "f". This will make words like "fotograf" 20% shorter.

In the 3rd year, publik akseptanse of the new spelling kan be ekspekted to reach the stage where more komplikated changes are possible. Governments will enkorage the removal of double letters, which have always ben a deterent to akurate speling. Also, al wil agre that the horible mes of the silent "e"s in the language is disgraseful, and they should go away.

By the fourth year, peopl wil be reseptiv to steps such as replasing "th" with "z" and "w" with "v". During ze fifz year, ze unesesary "o" kan be dropd from vords kontaining "ou" and similar changes vud of kors be aplid to ozer kombinations of leters.

After zis fifz yer, ve vil hav a reli sensibl riten styl. Zer vil be no mor trubl or difikultis and evrivun vil find it ezi to understand ech ozer. Ze drem vil finali kum tru! And zen world!

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

My friends passed away.

One was my Sunday School teacher. She was the wife of my favorite Bishop.
She got cancer, and it would not respond to treatment.
Her husband is my Accountant. She helps him out this time every year for months.
March and April are crazy busy for Accountants. They don't shorten work days in April.
They shut the office down on April 4, a Friday.
It was her funeral.
:(


Another one just died in a helicopter crash. He is the father of Kort's friend and Kinzie's friend. 
Today, Kinz and her friend are supposed to play as partners in a badminton tournament in PE.
A few months ago, the helicopter pilot was teasing Kinz that he was gonna pick her for his
recreation basketball team. He didn't actually get to, but he wanted her on his team.
He actually still owes Kash a ride in his helicopter. . .
He would fly it to the elementary and show it off to the kids on career day.
He had just gotten remarried 2 months ago.
He had been in our ward.
He had a sister that lived 4 houses away from me a few years ago. The sister and her family moved away when the economy tanked.
I haven't seen that family since, but one of their sons was friends with Kash for awhile.
The sister's husband, Albert, was in the helicopter with my friend.
They both died.
They were looking for Elk antlers on Sunday, and they didn't come back at 8 pm when they were supposed to, but the wreckage was not found till close to 3 pm on Monday.
I feel sick to my stomach.
Such a big loss for the Venuti family.

A neighbor that I didn't know (cause she was always sick and mostly homebound) that lives 4 houses away (across the street from Albert) passed away on Saturday as well.
In her obituary, "A special thanks to the young men of the ward who faithfully fulfilled their priesthood calling and brought her the sacrament each week."That was my sons. Kash and Koby took the sacrament to the "shut ins" on a regular basis. Koby says he had many conversations with her.

I just barely found out that another neighbor/friend passed away last Friday.
He lived across the street from me.
He developed the subdivision I live in.
He was the Stake Patriarch that gave Hubby his Patriarchal Blessing.
He would always throw work Hubby's way.

I am ready for death to visit someone else's neighborhood for awhile!
Me and my neighbors are all cried out!



Monday, April 7, 2014

Murphy, Murphy, Murphy!

A letter only has to travel an hour away, but it gets lost anyway.

Not an important letter or anything,

JUST THE POLICE CLEARANCE
AND VISA APPLICATION IS ALL.

GEEZ, of all the time sensitive letters for them to lose.
It should have gotten there in 2 days at the most.

Today is day 6 and it did not arrive today, either.
No one knows where it is.

Holy Murphy!