2/20/2008 06:16:00 AM Edit This 0 Comments »
I am feeling a bit of righteous indignation today and I’m trying hard to make it go away. Problem is, I think it is somewhat warranted. And this bit of righteous indignation is not just because of one thing – but several in general so when I think about them as a whole, I think the “bit” goes to more like “considerable”.

Ever watch the movie “9 to 5”? Remember that part where Mr. Hart (the sexist, egotistical, lying, hypocritical bigot) takes MAJOR credit for something Violet did? Well, lets just say – I’m feeling like Violet this week. I love it when Doralee says she’s going to change him from a rooster to a hen with one shot.

AND – Sam’s last birthday he saved his money from his grandma and from us; hunted, studied, shopped around and basically found the best bicycle for him and bought it with his very own money. He was so excited about it. He cleaned it with a diaper even. For the most part, he kept it parked in the basement since we seem to have bike thieves living amongst us. He forgot a few times, but mostly it was kept downstairs, tightly locked and safe. Last week we had the main drain back up into the basement. I know, fun fun! We took almost everything out, bleached the floors, put new carpet in Sam’s room, new Linoleum in the laundry room and had everything taken apart and in mass disarray for a while. Yesterday, he called me at work and wanted to know what we had done with his bike. Making a long story short, it was stolen out from under our porch. I’m trying to remember “in my anger, do not sin” but that is a hard instruction to preserve. Especially since my anger is so immense at the moment.

On a lighter note - Robbie, Sam and Lizzie all tried out for parts in the play Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat which is being put on by a church in Wentzville and they all made it! Robbie is Ruben, Joseph’s oldest brother and Sam and Lizzie are in the children’s choir. When Lizzie tried out she got up on stage, said “This is just like American Idol” and then in her best Simon Cowell, British accent (which was quite good actually) stated “Just don’t tell me I’m pitchy, ok?” Sam did very well also, but he’s not as gregarious as his sister. Robbie got up and sang two songs and it amazes me still how well he can sing. I forget that sometimes because I don’t get to hear him very often.

Well, I’ve updated. I know it’s been awhile and I apologize. Could be worse – could’ve been a year.

The miracle of FISH OIL

2/06/2008 08:49:00 AM Edit This 2 Comments »
Warning in advance – this blog may come off as an infomercial or an advertisement to go buy a certain product. It’s not meant to be that way – just a touting of the miracle I’ve found in FISH OIL.

I have pretty severe eczema, especially on my hands. I have been to three doctors, two dermatologists, taken all their prescriptions (which some are rumored to deteriorate the liver), done the blood tests, used all the creams, lotions, etc. etc. etc. One set of oral meds caused my cholesterol to elevate over 100 points in less than 30 days. The last round of medications had some pretty nasty kidney side effects so I decided not to take those. Some of the lotions worked for a while then I guess I developed an immunity to the topic stuff because after about a week to two weeks, they all became ineffective and I’d be back at square one.

About 3 months ago my boss decided I was to be his experimental subject and bought me a bottle of Omega-3 Fish Oil to take. Yea, right. I’ve tried it all and I had decided I would just live with it. I figured what the heck though – I’d try anything so I started taking them twice a day. Well – they cleared up. It took a few weeks but I started noticing improvements little by little until here I am, 3 months later and my hands look brand new. Well almost – you can’t have that much skin trauma without some permanent damage. Anyway, the Omega-3 Fish Oils have been a Godsend, miracle cure, natural therapy, whatever you want to call it – it has worked. And I’m very thankful. I can shake someone’s hand now without feeling ashamed or embarrassed. I can use my hands again. I can even do dishes again (but don’t tell Robbie)! Here are the before and after pictures. Amazing isn’t it? You can click on the pictures to make them larger.