Below Zero, and Kickin'

First and most importantly at this moment in time is to say that I hope everyone in Florida is safe after the massive storms and tornadoes...

Good Morning to all...

Nasty, nasty weather we seem to be having; and I have been up for a few hours already, all seems to be well with the world here, even though it is chilly. Yes, I have my heat on, and yes, I even opened the vents to the upstairs... I do not heat up there unless I absolutely HAVE TO... And given the fact that I snatched Roberta home from the hospital late yesterday, I think that is reason enough to be turning the heat on upstairs too!

Her echocardiogram came back alright, and once that was said, I asked the doctor WHEN I could take her home. The Dr. replied, "tonight, or tomorrow morning." Hearing that, I opted for last night because of the weather only. I asked the Dr. to reassure me that she is well and strong; and she said, "absolutely" and that I should have no problems whatsoever. Once we were home, I actually fell to sleep before Berta... (I have a vague recollection of Casey and Derek stopping by, but do not remember them leaving either). And the phone just kept on ringing... I didn't much care about that either. Just nice that everybody calls for her.

I had taken the photo below when Roberta was admitted prior to her surgery...

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02-01-07.. ...Roberta Marie

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And this one just yesterday after her echo, and after they had removed all of the wires and such that were attached to her body all over...

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Berta. (Sleeping pretty)...

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She said the echocardiogram, which is usually a completely painless procedure,(CLICK HERE for more info on it); actually hurt like hell... Guess that's only because they were beating on her chest for 20 minutes 48 hours prior to the echo... Her ribs hurt now she says, but not near as bad as her tummy, but it depends on her positioning too. They sent me with 2 prescriptions for her- One for pain and one for nausea. One always heals faster, physically AND mentally, at home and not in some hospital ward.

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And looking back there were more than a few things, that in retrospect were actually really funny... The first coming just yesterday, Roberta was asleep and I was just sitting in her room reading the hewspaper. (Read it twice, I might add). She had been so very quiet, and then giggled herself awake.

And at home for a few minutes to let the dogs out, and while Berta was in recovery, Casey went to go let the sassy dogs back inside and they were GONE! We both go flying outside without hats or gloves even, hollering and yelling for them... (Since my greatest fear is to have them get hit on the road, I ran straight down the driveway and out to the road). Meanwhile Casey is hollering that they are in fact ACROSS THE ROAD!

The speed limit here is 45 and it goes to 55 right after the bend... This generally means that drivers are doing about 75. (I do take my life in my hands to cross the road to get my mail).

Now try to picture all of this, if you can...

...Knowing full well that drivers should see me before seeing two white dogs in the snow~filled ditches, I take off running straight down the middle of the road... (Punkie had already responded to Caseys voice behind the house and was running back to her)... A car coming down the hill, and one from around the bend, and I am still hollering at Miss Milly; (who had seen me by then, but was just moseying her way back to me). But she was still on the wrong side of the road, and had to cross back. At about that very same time, Punk hears MY voice and decides she should go to me then... So we all meet sort of in the middle, and I am literally dragging these 2 beasts, (and myself), out of harms way... I am sure (now) that it was even quite funny to the vehicles that had seen it... But while it was happening, it was just way too much adrenaline for me!

I had better close and get on with my day here... Master Gabriel will be joining us later- Roberta's girlfriend being so good to have taken him on such short notice and has kept him warm and safe too; even getting her own sitters for him when she had to work. (Never count on an "outpatient procedure" to be that way)!

I hope you are all safe and warm; that you have running water and electricity too! this weather can kill... And even down in Florda! I am thinking that perhaps a small hurricane would have been more welcomed there.

Have a SUPER weekend!

XOXO
Anne

PS I am thrilled beyond words that Brett is back for another season! (Perhaps our little voices on his "You Can't Retire" website made a bit of a difference)?!?!

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We love our Green Bay Packers!!!

Happy February!

And GOOD MORNING!

In the wee hours of the morning here, there is so much to be thankful for... The quietude... and the furnace too! Chilly in here this morning, but have cranked the heat up to 68 already. And didn't shut it down too far last night either; as Berta and Casey are both asleep upstairs... The Punkster is also up there, (asleep with one of the girls)... and Miss Milly is asleep in the entrance. And not too much of an argument from her either... So all is well with my world; and I hope it is with yours too!

Had Miss Milly in/out for the best part of the day... Rarely did the windchill rise above zero... I am seeing that it is about 11 degrees right now (yes, that is on the PLUS side), and yet I hear a bit of the wind too...

She came in yesterday morning and stole Punkie bone. Punk was trying to argue with her mothers' executive decision to gnaw on it a while; and when I admonished them for getting too rambuntious, this is what I ended up with in my camera.

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Yes, she actually fell alseep on her mama's hinder!

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Now getting a picture of Miss Milly in anything but a smile, you cannot let her hear the camera turn on. Honest. Kind of funny. She is also a bit odd in the respect that she HATES to come off that rug because her feet make noise on the linoleum. We have to put down little rugs or towels to get her to venture too much further than the entrance or the food dish. Picky dog!

Last night/late afternoon, Berta had brought her in... I had been resting my chilly bones on the couch...

I heard them come into the entrance, and was clearly NOT prepared for what happened next... Miss Milly STOLE Punkies little busted toy, almost flew into the living room; sailing right past her annoying Punk, and jumping straight onto my back on the couch! And even though she does smell/(reek) of the red cedar chips mixed with 'dog' I could not help but burst out laughing... What a shock for such a previously cautious and timid dog! Not to mention the fact that I was more than shocked too!

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And then she tried to 'hide' that toy!!!

She stayed on the couch WELL AFTER she had forced my own backside off!

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Myself, fighting for a place on MY couch...... And Berta with Milly

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And poor little Punk... (I don't think she is too impressed that mama gets to share the house either)!

Casey arrived after her classes were done- Master Gabriel thought it unwise that she woud have to eat alone and begged for food from his Auntie Casey...

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Mmmmmmmm, GOOD!!!!

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Berta had that appointment yesterday with the surgeon- All went well as he explained about Gallbladder Disease to her... She has surgery scheduled for this morning... and we must be at the hospital for 5:30~ish... Please continue to keep her in your thoughts; as well as Miss Mindys mother who will be undergoing a much longer surgery today... CLICK HERE for her blog and please leave her a positive little note.

I will go out shortly and start the cars that we will need to go with. I told Casey just in case the new(er) cars don't start, there is always the old Buick Roadmaster. I have never ever had a problem starting that car; (knock on wood), and I am glad it is still in the yard to use if need be!

I hope you all have a grand day!

XOXO
Anne

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