Saturday, July 31, 2010

Meeting Miss Allison

Home sweet home.  Kentucky feels even more special now that I have a very sweet and cuddly niece to visit.  Miss Allison Ann is even cuter in person than the pictures!  I was her little paparazzi this weekend... Check Photos tab for more pics of this little cutie!     

Thursday, July 29, 2010

Saying Goodbye

I love my co-workers.  The rehab department is especially close, which is one of the things I like best about my job.  On the flip side, it makes it incredibly difficult when one of us decides to leave.  Recently, we've lost 2 of our fabulous occupational therapists.  Jodi moved to Largo, FL back in June and now Edyie is headin' to  Miami.  

Edyie is by far one of the most unique people I've ever met in my life.  She is so animated and funny (even though I'm not convinced she knows it).  Her witty personality, no-nonsense attitude and salsa dancing will be really missed around the OT gym... we will no longer have our door natzi protecting us from unwanted visitors during our "30 minute" lunch break (usually spent in meetings, or shoveling food down at the computer... gotta stay efficient!). 

Even our patients are sad to see her go.  One patient, refers to her as our "little, black snowflake... so unique!" and another patient, who can not even remember her own name, consistently calls her "Eddie."  That's just how she is.  Gotta love her.

So, we celebrated her final days at Manor Care with Happy Hour and dinner at Carrabbas.  GOODBYE EDYIE! You will be missed.  :(

Thursday, July 22, 2010

One day...

I’m honestly tired of cleaning. In order for me to truly keep my house clean, I either need to spend an hour each day doing various chores throughout the week or spend four-five hours on the weekend knocking it all out at one time. I just can’t seem to find the time (or energy) during the week to complete all of the necessary housework. So, I wind up running through my house like a mad woman every Saturday trying to get everything done.

Phil mentioned that we should hire a cleaning service to come and do the large chores: bathrooms, floors, dusting, baseboards, oven, etc. I could easily clean the dishes and laundry throughout the week...I might even find time to clean some glass here and there.

Unfortunately, we do not have the disposable income at the moment to truly consider hiring a cleaning service. But, he suggested we might be able afford it by Christmas. Wouldn't that be a great gift???

In essence, he would be giving me four hours of my life back each week. I could have the cleaning service come every Friday and my house would always be ready to entertain guests during the weekend.

But then: Reality Check. I started calculating the actual costs. Let’s say that it costs $60 per week for a housekeeper (which is probably an underestimation). And, let’s say we have them come 50 weeks/year. At $60 a week – that’s $3,000! That’s a pretty pricey Christmas present if you ask me. Could I honestly spend that kind of money on something that I could easily do for myself? Is a weekly cleaning service really worth it?

Then I started to think of the actual time I would be saving. 50 weeks at 4 hours a week – that’s 200 hours – that’s 8 ½ full days/year that I wouldn’t have to spend cleaning! Then, I thought, "it is totally worth it."

Although it is a very nice thought, we aren’t truly considering hiring a cleaning service anytime soon. It's just a “one day – when we can afford it” kind of thing...

Saturday, July 17, 2010

Celebrate Good Times, COME ON

Since moving to Florida 3 years ago (YIKES, has it been that long?!), Phil and I were VERY fortunate to meet some wonderful people, who have become some of our very best friends. And, as good friends do, we like celebrate each others' birthdays in style.

Thursday was Kerri's birthday, so her husband, Ben, decided to surprise her by getting a babysitter for E-man, and inviting everyone out on the town for some birthday fun. And, so no one had to worry about drinking and driving (see mom, we are responsible), he rented a PARTY LIMO to drive us all around for the night!!!! SO MUCH FUN!!

We listened to old school rap and danced the night away. And, to top off the night, our good friends, Bret & Leanne, have both officially moved back from JERSEY!

Me & Bret with the birthday girl

Hangin with Dan and Leanne

The Jones Fam - Brooklynn

Party Bus

Leanne, Phil and Michelle

The guys and Carrie #2

My girls :)

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

The Wonder Drug

I've recently had a lot of people asking me: How is Lochte doing?

For my faithful blog followers, you know by now, that our new dog, Lochte, has had some pretty bad separation anxiety.

Several weeks ago, Phil and I came home after a quick Sunday dinner at our favorite Mexican joint, to find that Lochte had somehow gotten into the "dog bin," which was located on the 2nd highest shelf on the bookcase. Not only did he get into ALL of the dog treats, he also ate 2 YEARS worth of heartworm medicine (think about $300). I was officially at breaking point. I LOVE Lochte, but really thought that we might have to part ways.

I'm not a big believer in popping pills as a quick fix to a problem, but, Lochte was literally about to eat us out of house and home. Phil and I were desperate and this was our last option. Our regular vet, had already denied my request for medication. THANKFULLY, I know a pretty good vet that very graciously prescribed us some anti-anxiety medicine, AKA THE MIRACLE DRUG!

We started seeing results the very next day! I almost couldn't believe the difference it was made in his behavior. Since he started on the meds, there have been no major fatalities while we are gone at work!!!! I'm no longer terrified to walk into my house after a long day at work! That relief is definitely worth the cost of the medicine.

Hopefully, when he grows out of the puppy phase, and gets more comfortable in our home, we will be able to wein him off. But, for now, it works!

Workin' Out

It's swim suit season, and, after a very lazy spring, I've decided it's time to get back in shape and loose a few of my extra pounds. More importantly, I’m on a mission to gain control of my eating habits and develop a healthy exercise routine.

As a result, I have been hitting the gym pretty hard the past week. For the most part, I actually enjoy working out. There are many things I can list that I like about working out. I love finishing a workout and being completely drenched in sweat – it makes me feel as if I have accomplished something. I relish the post workout endorphin high I get after a long run. I appreciate a super tough cardio class that requires all my energy to finish the full 60 minutes. I love the fact that I sleep better each night. You get it – there are many things I enjoy about working out and going to the gym.

But let me share with a few things that I *do not* like about the gym..

1. The picture perfect, size zero suburbanites who come to the gym wearing a full face of makeup, hair perfectly pinned sporting the most pitiful excuse for workout clothes I have ever seen in my life. I mean honestly – since when do super tiny sports bras and teeny tiny spandex bike shorts that barely cover your bottom qualify as appropriate clothing? I know that you’re proud of perfectly sculpted butt and your super large chest (which BTW – no one believes those are real!) but there are children running around here – PUT SOME CLOTHES ON!

2. The cell phone obsessed, always obnoxious teenage girls who also refuse to wear proper shorts and shirt. I get it – you’re in l-o-v-e with Trevor. He’s super hot. And even though you just saw him fifteen minutes ago, it’s incredibly difficult to be away from him. But does that mean that you have to chat with him on your cell phone while running on the treadmill next to me? It’s bad enough that your thighs are the size of my arms and you insist on rolling your Sofie shorts up at least five times so we all can see your rear – but must you also ruin my super sweet workout mix by chatting up all lovey-dovey style with Trevor? Put down the cell phone and focus on your run – he’s probably going to dump you for some equally obnoxious/scantily clothed girl next week. At least you’ll have your health.

3. The dumb as a rock, “my biceps are so big they take all the oxygen from my brain prohibiting proper mental stimulation” men. I don’t get it. I think it’s great that you take weight lifting seriously and work hard for sculpted abs and arms. But some of them need to lay off the supplements and tanning beds. Once again, please, put on a proper t-shirt and gym shorts. No man should be caught in spandex shorts. EVER.

Despite my dislikes, I have gotten back into the whole gym routine, and, it feels pretty good.

Saturday, July 10, 2010

New Arrivals

Aunt Becky and Uncle Phil have had a busy week of new arrivals!

First, on July 8th, Phil's best friend, Andy, and his wife, Amanda, welcomed Jacob Theodore Knight. He was a healthy 7 lbs. 3 oz., and as far as I know, everyone is doing well.

My sister, Molly, who was due on July 13th, had her final doctor's appointment yesterday. During the ultrasound, they found out that the baby was really big and breech.... therefore, she was scheduled for a C-Section on Monday. But, she didn't make it until then! Molly went into labor around 8 AM, and Allison Ann Evely was delivered at 12:36 via C-Section. She weighed in at 8 lbs. 7 oz., 18.5 inches. And she is a BEAUTIFUL baby!!! I can't wait to see her in 19 days!

Here are some pictures:
Making an entrance

So sleepy!


Grandpa McGaughey

Grandma McGaughey

With a pretty purple bow!

Allison testing out her voice

New Dad, Chad, and baby Allison

Friday, July 9, 2010

July 4th

We had a pretty low-key 4th of July this year... between Phil working, the 10 straight days of rain, and having most of our good friends out-of-town for the weekend, we didn't really have anything special planned.

Our biggest plans for the night included walking the dogs and then taking the boat out to the Bay to watch some fireworks (weather permitting). Well, on the 4th, I developed some sort of weird medical condition (surprise, surprise)... My lips swelled up three times their normal size and then began to blister. Not only did I look like I had a really bad botox injection, they really HURT! I was hardly able to talk or eat a thing. And, being a holiday weekend, my doctor's office was closed... leaving me to resort to a walk-in clinic.

Thankfully, a doctor was able to see me and started me on some antibiodics and steriods to reduce the swelling... 3 days later I actually look somewhat normal again. I never knew a cold sore (or 4) could be so painful.

Phil, on the other hand, had a great 4th- $100 worth of fireworks and no wife yelling at him to be careful.

Thursday, July 1, 2010

Disturbing videos of BP Oil Slick...

My heart is breaking... please take a few minutes of your time to watch some video footage of the BP oil slick's devestating affect on the animals and environment. Please continue to pray for a solution to this horrific situation.

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