Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Little Quicky

I really don't have too much to write, I know that I am pretty much the only one that reads my own posts anymore. Thats perfectly fine with me though. It is a nice journal to store my thoughts over the years as things change. I read over some of my old posts the other day, and so much has changed. Life is completely different now.
On to current topics...I am off of my thyroid medication for 3 weeks, starting yesterday. With no thyroid and no meds to control it I will be so tired. I am really not looking forward to the effects that it will have on me. It is almost 48 hours at this point and I am tired already. But the good news is that in 3 weeks I will get blood work that will show my thyroid hormone levels and also bloodwork do a cancer marker that will show if I have any traces of cancer cells. If so I will need to get my next round of radiation. If not then no radiation. I am thinking positive that I will not have to do another round of radiation. The first was so bad, that I don't want to go through it again. I feel for those that go through it for months and years. Mine was nothing compared to theirs. I looked at pictures of myself during that time and my face and neck was so swollen. I hardly ate for a month after that, because I was always sick to my stomach. My nails even got a crazy groove in each of them from the radiation, that has since grown out.
I worked 90+ hours in the past 2 weeks because of how busy the winery was and to help cover the owner while he went to our vineyard to prune the vines. It was an interesting week. I had to fire a new employee that was not working out at all and that hasn't happened there for years. Lucky me got to handle this one. I actually was scared because this person was very volatile and not in a good place mentally. Everything turned out well and the owner fully supported me in it.
Other than that I will now snuggle with my love and finish the night with a movie. Good night me, and whoever else may read this :)

Monday, February 04, 2013

The Stock Show and Rodeo

Okay, so I grew up going to county fairs, street fairs. Where you walk around, eat fried fair food, look at animals, find the biggest pumpkins, maybe sit on a tractor, and dodge animal poo on the road. Ride some rinky-dink rides that squeak the whole time as you fear your imminent death. See a friend to talk to that you haven't seen in awhile, or even better hide from those people that you don't like to talk to, you know, that old chestnut.
Well this weekend I went to the Fort Worth Stock Shows and Rodeo. Still a fair...but different. They still had rides, good fair food, animals, and all that stuff, but it was just different than what I guess fairs from my Northern neck of the woods are like. The fair food was good. That red velvet funnel cake was great. I also had a foot long corndog,  and I think it is the first one that I have had from a fair in almost 3 years! The Stock Shows is the one time of the year for all of the cowboys and cowgirls to get all dolled up in their boots, big belt buckles, and cowboy hats. I saw so many women with bedazzled everything basically, that they didnt even look like a cowgirl. They were all drinking Coors Light and grouped up into their little cowboy and cowgirl cliques. Sorry, I just still am not used to the whole cowboy/girl scene. Anywhere else in the US, you get dressed up like that and you get made fun of.  I can't wait to get one of those outfits...said me, NEVER! Maybe I will get a pair of unassuming cowboy boots one of these days, since I always wanted a pair, but that would be it. Yee-HAW! It seems like a farce these days, since that is not what drives the DFW area anymore. Yeah, there is TONS of money in this area. Everyone can get rich around here easily. Jobs are plentiful, technology is advancing, small business entrepreneurs can almost guarantee success. It is just an amazing area to be and feel safe from some of the downfalls of other areas of the country. I guess tradition carries on, whether it is current or not, and that is cool. I have no right to judge, what tradition did the area I grew up in have? Not much, so in a way it is nice to be in an area where the people here love and believe so much in their way of life. I sit back and watch, because I don't think that I will ever get that same love for this area, but that is another story for another day.