Short Videos

May 6th, 2008

I came across a cool web site where you can upload some pictures and makes a short slide show.

Grand Canyon Pictures

CHL Training

February 19th, 2008


This weekend Rob and I went for our Concealed Handgun License training. It was an 10 hour class with the instructor reviewing lots of rules and laws. Did you know it is illegal to carry a locking knife with a blade longer than 5.5″ ? And in San Antonio you can’t carry one with a blade 5.5″ or shorter, in other words you can’t carry a knife with a locking blade in San Antonio. How would anybody know this??

In order to get the license you have to complete 3 tasks:

  1. Pass a written test, I got a 100 🙂
  2. Pass a target shooting test, I got 243 out of 250 🙂


3. Send in the paperwork to Austin for processing.

Soon there will be 250,001 names on the registry.

Cat Door

January 13th, 2008

It took 6 months but it is here. Amy had a great idea to build a better cat door with a plexiglass airlock and real door hinges.

Back in May 2007 my Dad and I spent the afternoon cutting the wood and plexiglass. We then were faced with trying to hang the doors and decided that was going to be another day.

During the summer Amy painted the wood and now it was ready to put together. Also in September Amy and I spent an afternoon at a hardware store and looked at ideas to use for hinges. We picked up hinges and also some ring thingys. That was the last piece of the puzzle. Now we are ready to put it together.

One day in October I came home and Amy had glued the original door hinges so it was my turn to finish it. About a week later I had a day off in the middle of the week. I had to use the router to make the hinges fit and had it together and installed by the time Amy got home.

It took the cats a few times to figure it out. On the new design the outside door was moved to the other side. They are using it now but still like it better if we let them in and out through the regular door. The followin video shows the door in use.  After the first ca comes through, and meows his customary hello, you can see the other cat WAYYYYYY in the background contemplating his entrance. Then he approaches, assures that no predators are on the other side, and then he comes in.  Click below.

Here is a short video of them using the door, Albert first then Popcorn.

Follow-Up Doc Appt

August 13th, 2007

Went to our GP to set up Jim’s routine INR readings (come in, get needled every two weeks) and all is well.  The routines are fully established and life returns to what passes as normal for us. Jim is taking a few days off this week for us to play and rest a bit before my school year starts on Friday. So….  HOPEFULLY this is the last post on this thread for a very long uneventful time.  Thanks for checking in, commenting, praying, and seeing us through our continued odd journey.  I shall start a new thread as we pursue the arm and the decisions and interesting things related to that.  It shan’t be “Farewell to Arm” but maybe “Take Arms Against a Sea of Troubles” or not… tune in to for future notes!


Hi ho, Hi ho, It’s off to work he goes…

August 10th, 2007

Haven’t heard from him so I suspect he is dashing about here and there and being fed the fatted calf etc as the returning thin-blooded hero that he is.

Popcorn has figured out that being mad at us for being gone so much was not to his advantage so last night he sat by me on the couch for a quick scritching but THEN, oh FRABulous FRABulous day, he spotted his daddy and left me in the dust.  He curled up on Jim’s lap and all was right in all worlds.

It is too hot to do serious outdoor work, so I am off to battle weeds with vinegar spray (since I cannot be trusted not to get poison ivy if I pull them) and possibly clean the pool filter.  Oh glorious mundane day!


August 9th, 2007

‘Nuff said. No time yet, but we are homeward bound 2 (.3) DAY!

Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow

August 8th, 2007

Doc has come and gone.  IF Jim’s INR goes UP, he can go home tomorrow.  There is not much more to say. I asked if we could manage it at home and just bring him for tests daily but without the lovenox shots he gets here, and without an INR of over two, there is a risk. So here we are. 

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more; it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.

W. Shakespeare

Didja hear that?

August 8th, 2007

THAT was the sound of me suppressing my instinct to strangle someone and my head popping open.

Jim’s INR is DOWN this morning, from 1.87 to 1.8.  I haven’t seen the doc yet (think he might be hiding) but now our homecoming is doubtful.  More later…. probably MUCH more.




August 7th, 2007



I TOLD her not to cross me….

August 7th, 2007

Arrived this morning to find the nurse I am a little put-out with is our nurse today – Tara.  So I go in and find Jim asleep, breakfast tray untouched. I asked Tara what the morning INR report was and I swore she said 1.7.  I sat back down and then thought, “Wait. It was 1.7 yesterday.” So I went back out to the desk and asked to see either Tara or Jim’s chart. She finally shows up and I ask how his INR could be 1.7 if that is what it was yesterday.  She very snippily said, “I did not say 1.7.  I said 1 point something and that I would come tell you.” “I’m sorry.  I thought you said 1.7.”  “No.  It is 1.87 now.” When I inquired what medications he had had today as he was soundly sleeping and his breakfast tray had not been touched she exasperatedly told me he had his dialudid.  I asked WHEN.  6:56 a.m.  I asked WHEN before that. 4 times last night.  WHEN 4 times last night. I then asked about the xanax as it was unusual for Jim to be so sleepy.  “He was sleeping yesterday,” she informed me, like I was lying about him or something. Yes, I told her, he was but he is even sleepier today. I asked about calling the admitting doctor to see if we could be discharged today. She told me we just had to wait for him to show up.

I went back to the room.

 And got angry.

So I took a short walk with the charge nurse and told her I just didn’t have a good communication line or trust with Tara and wanted another nurse. The charge nurse is now taking care of Jim’s meds etc.


Doctor has been here and says another day.  Bummer. So we are here at least through till tomorrow.  He did also say that all the tests that are back so far do not show any blood abnormalities that would cause the clotting so the general wisdom is that the clots are still from Jim’s odd vascularity.

That is it mostly.  The chair, by the way, is still horribly uncomfortable.