Finally Back Home...Oh No Wait Gone Again

So I had every intention of coming home from a crazy long week and staying here in Kitchener until I go home for a shopping trip/my birthday Nov 28. Well that was blown out of the water when we were offered a hotel room for free at the Great Wolf Lodge. Kyle's parents were nice enough to offer that to us, which was quickly accepted as we didn't have much of an anniversary. So how was the rest of my week at Mamaz? Oh boy, lets just say I can see why people quit personal assistant jobs. All week I was to work for Mamaz, without pay of course though there was promise of a dress up Ariel doll (we never did find it by the end of the week so I got a new computer chair). So in the course of my 10 day stay I was at the dentist 3 times (yep I didn't know they let you go there that often either). During the day while there was no calls for sample pick ups I was incharge of making Mamaz house organized and look nice (she said it hadn't been nicely organized since I left 2 years ago). She was in the middle of redoing the basement which used to look pretty dank with dark brown panneling and odds and ends furniture. So I had to build things and work on the computer to get it running smoothly. Then when Mamaz got a call I went for a ride and helped carry samples and I would have liked to pack for shipping but there was bubble wrap and I needed a break. Mamaz works for a lab that tests stuff, like lead in paint on a buildings wall and ecoli in water, so major hand washing after work. We had a girls night Thursday as Dad left to go hunting with Uncle Dave (Dad got a 9 point Buck, huuzah), so we watched The Love Guru and ate junk. I will post pics of the basement when I get around to putting them on my computer.

My Week Away

So I am currently at my parents, Kyle gave Sugar and I the boot and went back to Kitchener to work and do what ever stupid thing it is guys do when the wife isn't around (Grandma Barton says watch movies and eat pizza pie). Anyways we haven't done much, while Kyle was here we went shopping over the river, which ended quickly when we got a call saying Grandma Landon wasn't doing well in the hospital. She has been there for 2 weeks now and has developed the super bug that is apparently going through the hospital here (it is GNGH need I say more?). Mamaz isn't able to go into the hospital due to the medicine she is on and I really don't enjoy going in the hospital so we stand out side Grandma's window and talk with her during visiting hours....this gets very cold at night. On our 2nd anniversary Kyle and I went to the dentist for a cleaning, the temp filling that the oral surgeon gave me didn't stand up to such a cleaning so lucky I am here for the week so that the dentist can fix that with a permanent filling. We each had 2 cavities.....not surprising for Kyle who loves candy but very much so for me who never has cavities. Anyways not much else happening here, just hanging out and freezing my butt off in this drafty house....I don't know how I lived here for 19 years with out catching pneumonia. I have been here since Friday night and I can already feel a cold coming on. Hopefully one of these days I will make it back home and be able to go back to church as I cannot remember the last time I went in Kitchener.

Plum Squares

Kyle's Opa owned his own bakery when he was young and still alive, and from the few things that have eaten that had been made using his old recipes he was very talented and had many great snacks. My favourite is Plum Squares, we have them at every big family meal. This Thanksgiving though we will be with my family and I shall miss those Plum Squares. However I thought that maybe I could share something from my new family with my old family (you know the whole divorced parents scenario I proposed....if not see below), so I started my adventure in creating Opa's Plum Squares this morning. How am I on here so early with a recipe that is so demanding of time? Well that is simple I live in an apartment and never bake, so I figured I would have everything I needed. WRONG. I am making a bakery recipe where they seem to have an unlimited amount of all supplies....like several pounds of flour.....I on the other hand had half a small bag.....so stupid I never look at recipes before starting and that is sad. So now I have to choose to either let what I have stand until Kyle gets home and buys flour or walk down to the store and get flour....I don't really want to buy flour, why couldn't it be something lighter and easier for me to carry.....like I forgot the lemon or something that would be so easy. Oh well I shall post at the end of the weekend when I get home as to how the plum squares turned out.

My Weekend The Story

So I spent the weekend at my in laws house. I got to thinking, which isn't a surprise to anyone, that having in laws and parent is alot like having divorced parents. My parents aren't divorced so this is pretty much assumption based on what I see divorced parents like on TV. So I got the the in laws Friday night, where I was promised pizza and received an offer of potato leek soup, just as it seems that one parent always promises in an attempt to one up the other parent but in the end doesn't deliver. So I didn't eat, the next morning I got up to find the house empty and was uncomfortable with digging through the cupboards looking for food, though when Kyle helped I didn't find a think I liked as they have no clue of my taste (based on that I would say the in laws are the father of the divorced parents, as the fathers always work and never really have a clue what the children like). So Mamaz calls me and asks if I might "come out to play" as she put it, but I had to ask permission before I could answer. Stupid parents not talking to each other making me all uncomfortable in the fact that I now have to choose who to be with. So I was allowed and she came and picked me up, coming in for a quick hello and a "I will have her back by dinner". Once in the car I was asked "what have they fed you?" which was followed by a nothing, I am starved. So Mamaz did what every parent looking to please the child does, we hit McDonald's for a happy meal (yes in my long weekend I suckered 2 people into taking me to McD's for food, haha I am good). Before she returned me home, before dinner as promised, she had to spoil the meal with the other parent, so a quick stop at DQ was needed, where I was allowed to get anything I wanted. I was dropped off in the drive way and promised a call the next day. When I went inside I was greeted at the door with a "Did she feed you or no?", I laughed as the whole idea of divorced parents came into my head just then. That question was answered with a yes, but I was quickly asked "Are you sure she fed you?", like I would lie about being fed, I was throwing it in every ones face that I got a happy meal. The men folk went off to church and I was left to watch a movie that I didn't want to see with my mother in law, who fell asleep not too far in and left me alone with I think the stupidest movie I have ever seen. Sunday Mamaz called to let me know that I could come over and help her organize the basement and I made it known that I was indeed going over there, but the in laws kept me busy till 8 o'clock and then let me go knowing it was too late in the day to do anything, however that backfired when Mamaz suggested we have a family night with what time we had and we all snuggled and watched Iron Man, hmmmm happy meal and a good movie.....no having to deliberate on who I would choose to live with in the custody battle!

Anyways that was my weekend, it was boring as you could tell by the large story I made about the divorced parents. But it does feel that way at times, like when you have to pick what you want to do (one over the other), and when I was asked this weekend what family I would spend Christmas with....yeah I hate that. I wish sometimes I would have thought ahead enough to know that my favorite holiday would be ruined with having to choose and running all over Niagara to try to please everyone in 1 day. Oh well can't do much about that now....though I hear that Disney World is nice that time of year.....no I couldn't do that, could I?

Bad Day, But Not the Worst

So today was the second half of the dental surgery, or the end of the original that just couldn't get finished. So I was feeling conflicted, happy that this was it but upset and worried because last time I got the needle 4 times (and it hurts ALOT). Kyle promised me a McDonald's hamburger when it was all over as a way for me to get through the needles (only got 2 this time), however I think I shall need a bigger reward next time. Yes that's right next time. I wasn't in the chair 5mins when the dentist says "I think you will need surgical intervention". Oh boy, that sounded like all kinds of fun. Of course he tells me this as he is sticking me with a needle, yeah that made that news better. So as I drifted in and out of feeling, listening to the dentist and other lady person ask "are you going to be ok" I could only think how in the world could it get worse...but then it did. I came back feeling a bit better, as now I was frozen and not feeling much of anything in the head (I am a lightweight and I don't think he realized that, I still have impaired function). Anyways the worse part, how exactly the "surgical intervention" will work....oh boy thinking about it I am feeling dizzy. I will share but be warned that it is nasty.

They will hold my top lip back as the infection is now resting where the gum meets the nose on the inside, and will proceed to cut out the gums and open the bone to clean it out...."but don't worry we will be able to save the teeth" he says, oh that's a relief all that mattered was saving my teeth. Gah I was thinking more like hey hows about not ripping part of my face off, I seen that movie I don't want to be John Travolta OR Nicolas Cage....I think that was about the time that I was loosing feeling again, this time they asked if my husband had brought me as he would need to come in and hear what the plan was going to be, at least that's what they told me, I think it was more a matter of the fact I kept getting white and wilty.

So I have 3 hard months of bad dreams and thinking about what is going to happen to me and what my face will feel like and look like afterwards. I wish that people knew what was good for me, that would be to keep me out of the loop with my own medical information. I must be off now as this has taken an hour and several stop and starts as my head aches and my eyes and brain seem to be badly effected by the freezing.