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Started by Chseeads, November 05, 2012, 02:37:23 PM

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Melody

I need to try scalding more things... Wonder if it works on apples?  Cats?  Apparently there's more than one way to skin a cat so... 

I've made apple pies lately and it's a lot of peeling. 

Man Seth, I'd so buy some canned goods if we lived close. 

Lovely dinner.  We learned a new game -to us- called Rook.  It was pretty fun!  Andrew won a hand even and is feeling pretty grown up about it... lol

Chseeads

I don't think it would work on apples...I've never heard of such anyways. 

MelodyB

Someone say PEACH?!

I'm here!!




Ok seriously. I need prayer. Bad. I picked up dad at dialysis today, came home, ate some lunch, and layed down for a bit cause I was sleepy. When I woke up, I was hurting in my abdomen REALLY BAD. I mean sharp waves of pain. I told Krissy I was gonna have a baby before she did! I'm serious. It hurts bad.

Seth thinks its appendix. Of course. But idk. And it not like upset stomach pain either. It's lower and on either side. It's hurting now, but just a bit, and then every 10 mins or so I get another wave of pain. My back is affected some too. I don't think it's a UTI cause I'm not having pain or trouble with that type of thing either. Just pain. No other side effects. Except that my face is flushed and I have a slight fever.

I went to youth tonight, but was in severe pain almost the entire night. Please say a prayer if you think of me.
Have you slapped that one dude from Indiana with a pie in the face today?
 

The Purple Fuzzy

I told Chel to go read your symptoms when she can and see if it sounds like anything she would be familiar with.

Praying for you.

SippinTea

"Going somewhere means leaving somewhere. Choosing something means choosing against other things. Gaining something means losing something else. And between the old and new--the 'was' and the 'not yet'--there exists only one thing: a very frightening journey called faith."
--taken from the book Coming Up For Air

MelodyB

Thanks.*HUGS* to both of y'all.


Going to bed now. Maybe it will pass.
Have you slapped that one dude from Indiana with a pie in the face today?
 

Chseeads


MelodyB

For lunch? Leftovers from my dinner last night at Lamberts. Some mashed taters, a roll and hamburger steak. For dinner tonight a sandwich from the pizza place the Youth wanted to go to. But I'm telling you, it's not THAT type of pain. I can eat or not eat and I still have the same results. I am HUNGRY tho. That's also weird. Usually when I hurt, I don't care to eat at all.
Have you slapped that one dude from Indiana with a pie in the face today?
 

Lynx

Quote from: Chseeads on November 18, 2012, 03:37:35 AM
For what it's worth, you can scald peaches to peel them too.
Yes but cooked peaches, even quick-scalded ones, are singularly flavorless.  That's the trouble with canned peaches, they have to cook them to kill the bacteria that would make them ruin in the can.  Fortunately a little balsamic vinegar and canned, frozen orange juice works wonders, even with canned peaches. 

MelodyB:  Doesn't sound like anything I know.  Maybe txt Chel?  T'would probably be faster than waiting for her to get to the forum.
"Do you sing at church?"
"Yes I sing at church, I sing at home, at work, in the car, at the supermarket, at Wal-Mart..."
:sing: :sing: :sing: :sing: :sing: :sing:

Chseeads


Lynx

Yea, verily.  But mostly we seem to be the happy kind of insane.  :)
"Do you sing at church?"
"Yes I sing at church, I sing at home, at work, in the car, at the supermarket, at Wal-Mart..."
:sing: :sing: :sing: :sing: :sing: :sing:

The Purple Fuzzy


Roscoe

Potstirrer and snoop extraordinaire   "I have friends in overalls whose friendship I would not swap for the favor of the kings of the world."- Thomas Edison

Lynx

Quote from: Roscoe on November 18, 2012, 04:08:00 PM
:hi: :pound: :thumbsup2: :great: :hypocrite:
Wait, wait, I think I got this one... Hi, pound Seth out of habit, having a great day, having a really great day, and you don't know how Seth got pounded you weren't there nobody saw you can't prove anything. 

Right?
"Do you sing at church?"
"Yes I sing at church, I sing at home, at work, in the car, at the supermarket, at Wal-Mart..."
:sing: :sing: :sing: :sing: :sing: :sing:

angel

My hubby's nickname is shep and that would make me ladyshep. :)

Lynx

"Do you sing at church?"
"Yes I sing at church, I sing at home, at work, in the car, at the supermarket, at Wal-Mart..."
:sing: :sing: :sing: :sing: :sing: :sing:

SippinTea

Quote from: Psalm_97 on November 18, 2012, 08:10:58 PM
Quote from: Roscoe on November 18, 2012, 04:08:00 PM
:hi: :pound: :thumbsup2: :great: :hypocrite:
Wait, wait, I think I got this one... Hi, pound Seth out of habit, having a great day, having a really great day, and you don't know how Seth got pounded you weren't there nobody saw you can't prove anything. 

Right?

My interpretation of this is:
Hi, everyone!
Oh, look there's Seth. *pounds Seth*
That was fun!
That was REALLY fun!
But if anyone asks me anything, I know nothing about it.

Oh, and btw, Happy Sunday, everyone! :hi:

:beret:
"Going somewhere means leaving somewhere. Choosing something means choosing against other things. Gaining something means losing something else. And between the old and new--the 'was' and the 'not yet'--there exists only one thing: a very frightening journey called faith."
--taken from the book Coming Up For Air

MelodyB

Last night was liturally the worst night of my life. I was awake screaming in pain all night. Woke up mom and dad, mom said later that I would scream out, she would walk in there to check on me, and I would be snoring by the time she got in there. No sooner than she got to the end of the kitchen to go back to bed, and I would scream again. *SIGH* I remember bits and pieces of that. The pain was so intense. I decided I would skip Sunday school and rest cause about 6 or so the pain was much better and I was actually resting without pain. So I made the nessasary phone calls and texts and informed my people of my situation.

I slept on and off till time to get up, then showered and went to church. It wasn't as bad as it had been, but still didn't/couldn't stand up for long periods of time. So I sat. We had a good service, I was prayed for several times by various people, and then we had a wedding and reception after church. Then I came and took a fitful nap, with various degrees of pain waves.

Now I'm up, and mild pain. It's not near as bad as it was, so I'm contemplating on wether or not to go to the ER. It's better, so I'm hoping it will continue to get better, but what if I have a night like last night? I don't have anyone to go with me to the hosp. Dad offered, but he's sick and of course mom is too. She didn't even go to church today at all, and when I finally mustered enough strength to come home from the reception, she pitched a fit that I didn't bring her a plate. I swear I was about to pass out from pain at that point, and I had to go all the way back in the fellowship hall and get her a plate.

I feel like if it is serious and I have to go in the hospital, this place would FALL APART. As I type this, mom is moaning and groaning and the kitchen and living area is COVERED with trash. They won't SHE WON'T, take it out or even gather it up. I go go go with dad all day every day and still have to come home and be the mother. Who would do it if I was sick and away for awhile.

I'm scared to go cause I may not come back, and I can't afford to be gone.



So there you have it. My transparent sharing for today.
Have you slapped that one dude from Indiana with a pie in the face today?
 

MelodyB

I just got called selfish. Really!?

Dad yelled from the bedroom, and I THOUGHT he said "Your mom wants some grits"
So I replied "She knows where they are at."
Then he said "She said do YOU want some grits?"
And I said "oh, no, I don't want any grits." I figured she was having sympathy on me and offering to fix me something for a change...I kinda felt bad for my assumption. I shouldn't have. :smirk2:

So then about 5 min later he hollers again "can you make your mom a bowl of grits?"
I replied "I thought a min ago she was gonna make ME some?"
He said "no, she wanted to know if you wanted some so you could make her some when you made yours."

Really? REALLY?

Then because I don't feel like making anything, and I don't even WANT anything, _I_ am the one who is selfish! They both called me selfish!? Really?! I have given my WHOLE DADGUM LIFE to you people and I am the one who is selfish?!


I'm gonna go jump off the bridge and do something selfish for a change.

:frustrated:
Have you slapped that one dude from Indiana with a pie in the face today?
 

MelodyB

I don't mean to complain. And I'm sorry.

I'm just fed up. And hurting. In way more ways than one. *SIGH*
Have you slapped that one dude from Indiana with a pie in the face today?
 

angel

I don't mean to sound alarming or anything, Melody, but maybe you should go get that pain checked out. Or maybe you already have?? I hope and pray that you get better.

Well, my husband bought a box of twinkies since he was sad they are going out of business. Today's sermon was called "When twinkie died" Was a good one on dedication and purpose. We've been equiped with everything, everything BUT dedication. We need to manufacture the dedication or else we will become just another institution.
My hubby's nickname is shep and that would make me ladyshep. :)

MelodyB

It's eased up now. And I'll die before I ask for help from my parents. Seeing how selfish I am already. :roll:

I'll see what it does thru the night, and when I drop dad off at dialysis tomorrow, if I'm hurting, I'll go to the ER in the morning. And I have a friend I can call so my precious mother won't be inconvenienced.

Sorry for my attitude. 
Have you slapped that one dude from Indiana with a pie in the face today?
 

The Purple Fuzzy


Roscoe

Aww, Mel...
* Roscoe hugs Mel in a big brother hug
It'll get better girl. Even though it doesn't look like it now. And get that pain checked out if it keeps up, or I'll be giving you a big brother butt kickin'.. :hypocrite:

Quote from: SippinTea on November 18, 2012, 11:31:17 PM
Quote from: Psalm_97 on November 18, 2012, 08:10:58 PM
Quote from: Roscoe on November 18, 2012, 04:08:00 PM
:hi: :pound: :thumbsup2: :great: :hypocrite:
Wait, wait, I think I got this one... Hi, pound Seth out of habit, having a great day, having a really great day, and you don't know how Seth got pounded you weren't there nobody saw you can't prove anything. 

Right?

My interpretation of this is:
Hi, everyone!
Oh, look there's Seth. *pounds Seth*
That was fun!
That was REALLY fun!
But if anyone asks me anything, I know nothing about it.

Oh, and btw, Happy Sunday, everyone! :hi:

:beret:
And both these interpetations are fine, although I honestly wasn't pounding Seth specifically for once. It was a general pounding for whomever I felt need it....namely, all of you misfits, but specifically Lady wooby, because I haven't saw hide nor hair of my action hero comic book.  :pound::hypocrite:
* And that is a symbolic pounding, so don't get onto me, or use Little Bean as a shield.  :pound:

Went to work, came home, went to church. Bro MacDonald from Camden, Tennesee preached "What are you expecting?" using the story of the cripple healed by Peter as a basis. Good message. It was good to see him too...he's a good man, who I enjoy talking with everytime he wanders through here.



Potstirrer and snoop extraordinaire   "I have friends in overalls whose friendship I would not swap for the favor of the kings of the world."- Thomas Edison

Lynx

Well I was right.  This week won't be nearly as boring as I thought. 

Gonna get a haircut tomorrow - it's not shaggy yet, but I hate when it gets over my ears.  Then I'm going to go down to another town and look through a flea market guy's thousands of records.  :D

Tuesday we'll be at the church cooking again.  My pastor's chicken and dressing is famous in these parts, and a lot of companies like to hire us to make their company holiday dinners.  We even cook Wal-Mart's christmas dinner, an all-day affair to catch all shifts.  All the money goes for Christmas for Christ offering.  Did I ever mention how great my pastor is?  Well he is.

Wednesday I'll be covering preaching at the nursing home again.  Last time went well, but I still get the feeling I'm too young to be preaching to elders who know more than I've forgotten.  Oh well, God's message will work anyway. 

Thursday is of course a big day for our family.  All my family are fairly good cooks, and when we get together.... oooooh boy!   :fork:

Friday... don't know what will happen then.  Might have a boring day Friday.  Ah well, that's not a bad percentage.
"Do you sing at church?"
"Yes I sing at church, I sing at home, at work, in the car, at the supermarket, at Wal-Mart..."
:sing: :sing: :sing: :sing: :sing: :sing: