There are 22 lightbulbs in one room... some of them halogen.
The TV helps create some heat, too... When all of the lights and TV are on, the temperature in the room raises by about 8 degrees.
Monday, February 22, 2010
Friday, February 19, 2010
Expats
I'm not so sure how I feel about all of these Olympians renouncing citizenship in their country and seeking citizenship in another just so they can compete in the Olympics. Especially when one of them is a 15 year old girl who renounces her US Citizenship to be an ice dancer for the country of Georgia. Weigh in.
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Happy Valentine's Day!
When Robert was in the hospital, I went to Target and bought some Dove chocolate hearts because they were on sale... and I wanted them. I guess Dove had some sort of flash of something and decided to get Martha Stewart to put the sayings on the inside of the wrapper. The sayings are things such as:
"Use pink bed linens for that romantic night."
"Use heart shaped floral foam to make a heart shaped floral arrangement."
"Use ribbon to embelish a box of chocolates."
"Store Valentine chocolate in a cool, dry place."
For reals, Martha?
I'm just wondering whose idea it was to do that.
Anyway, my Valentine's Day has been great. Robert and I went to the temple last night and then out to dinner. Today, we slept in and then came home from church and Robert grilled salmon and asparagus and I made a chocolate crock pot cake. Except that my cake burned to a crisp during the time we were at church and filled the whole house with smoke. I think my crock pot settings should be re-labeled as Atomic and Sub-Atomic because the directions said to cook it for 6-8 hours on low or 3-4 on high. I put it on low right before we went to church and we were only gone for 3 hours. I'll have to figure out an adjustment on that recipe.
And now we're watching figure skating. Can life get any better?
"Use pink bed linens for that romantic night."
"Use heart shaped floral foam to make a heart shaped floral arrangement."
"Use ribbon to embelish a box of chocolates."
"Store Valentine chocolate in a cool, dry place."
For reals, Martha?
I'm just wondering whose idea it was to do that.
Anyway, my Valentine's Day has been great. Robert and I went to the temple last night and then out to dinner. Today, we slept in and then came home from church and Robert grilled salmon and asparagus and I made a chocolate crock pot cake. Except that my cake burned to a crisp during the time we were at church and filled the whole house with smoke. I think my crock pot settings should be re-labeled as Atomic and Sub-Atomic because the directions said to cook it for 6-8 hours on low or 3-4 on high. I put it on low right before we went to church and we were only gone for 3 hours. I'll have to figure out an adjustment on that recipe.
And now we're watching figure skating. Can life get any better?
Thursday, February 11, 2010
What's an Appendix for Anyway?
As some of you probably already know, Robert had to have an emergency apendectomy last week.
As long as I have known Robert, he has always had an aversion to certain smells, usually strong perfume, cologne or lotion, and told me that it causes a violent reaction in him where he has terrible pains in his stomach and has to throw up or gets bad gas or a myriad of other nasty problems. We've had to get up and move during church a few times because of this.
Before Christmas, Robert had one of these attacks but as he predicted, the pain went away after a few days and he was fine. And then 2 Sundays ago, he came home from a Stake Priesthood meeting and said that he'd been sitting by a guy who was wearing some stinky cologne and he wasn't feeling very well. He went to bed and got up at the crack of dawn to go to school, so I didn't really get to see how he was doing that morning. I went about doing my stuff and around 2 pm I got a call from him saying he was in severe pain and he was coming home from work. When he got home, he looked bad. He went straight to bed but then started throwing up blood so I made him go to the doctor.
The doctor examined him and said he wasn't sure what was going on because Robert had the signs of appendicitis all except for the pain caused by "the release test." That's where the doctor pushes down where the appendix is and then lets up really fast and it's supposed to hurt like heck. When the doctor did it to Robert, he was like "yeah, that kinda hurts." So, the doctor scheduled Robert for a CT scan the next morning to find out what was happening. He also prescribed Robert something called "GoLytely" in case his pain was caused by constipation. I went to our favorite Walgreen's to pick it up and our favorite pharmacist Jared says, "Um, you're gonna need to come into the store to get this one because it's too big to fit in the drawer," as he is holding up a huge container of what looks like something you'd find in the garden center at Walmart. Robert didn't want to take it, and I don't blame him, so we returned it.
The next morning at the CT scan, we were told to stick around for a little bit so that someone could read the scan. Within a few minutes, a nurse came out and said "you have appendicitis. You need to go to the hospital for surgery right now. We have your doctor on the line." And that was it. He was in surgery within 2 hours.
I've never been so scared in my whole life. I can handle myself needing surgery, but I was really worried about Robert. Thankfully, he, and his appendix came out OK. The surgeon said that it is very rare, but there are people who do have chronic appendicitis. He said that Robert's appendix was just 1 or 2 days away from being gangrenous.
Robert has been recovering pretty well from the surgery. He doesn't really need to take the pain meds anymore, but now he seems to have some nasty sort of infection in his legs and feet. We're not sure if it's from the surgery or secondary to it. He's being treated with antibiotics now and we're really hoping that it's nothing serious.
We also hope that we can stay away from hospitals for a while, unless we're visiting someone who just had a baby or having one ourselves. For as much as we've been at Utah Valley lately, you'd think they'd give us some kind of VIP Parking or at least free drink refills in the cafeteria.
As long as I have known Robert, he has always had an aversion to certain smells, usually strong perfume, cologne or lotion, and told me that it causes a violent reaction in him where he has terrible pains in his stomach and has to throw up or gets bad gas or a myriad of other nasty problems. We've had to get up and move during church a few times because of this.
Before Christmas, Robert had one of these attacks but as he predicted, the pain went away after a few days and he was fine. And then 2 Sundays ago, he came home from a Stake Priesthood meeting and said that he'd been sitting by a guy who was wearing some stinky cologne and he wasn't feeling very well. He went to bed and got up at the crack of dawn to go to school, so I didn't really get to see how he was doing that morning. I went about doing my stuff and around 2 pm I got a call from him saying he was in severe pain and he was coming home from work. When he got home, he looked bad. He went straight to bed but then started throwing up blood so I made him go to the doctor.
The doctor examined him and said he wasn't sure what was going on because Robert had the signs of appendicitis all except for the pain caused by "the release test." That's where the doctor pushes down where the appendix is and then lets up really fast and it's supposed to hurt like heck. When the doctor did it to Robert, he was like "yeah, that kinda hurts." So, the doctor scheduled Robert for a CT scan the next morning to find out what was happening. He also prescribed Robert something called "GoLytely" in case his pain was caused by constipation. I went to our favorite Walgreen's to pick it up and our favorite pharmacist Jared says, "Um, you're gonna need to come into the store to get this one because it's too big to fit in the drawer," as he is holding up a huge container of what looks like something you'd find in the garden center at Walmart. Robert didn't want to take it, and I don't blame him, so we returned it.
The next morning at the CT scan, we were told to stick around for a little bit so that someone could read the scan. Within a few minutes, a nurse came out and said "you have appendicitis. You need to go to the hospital for surgery right now. We have your doctor on the line." And that was it. He was in surgery within 2 hours.
I've never been so scared in my whole life. I can handle myself needing surgery, but I was really worried about Robert. Thankfully, he, and his appendix came out OK. The surgeon said that it is very rare, but there are people who do have chronic appendicitis. He said that Robert's appendix was just 1 or 2 days away from being gangrenous.
Robert has been recovering pretty well from the surgery. He doesn't really need to take the pain meds anymore, but now he seems to have some nasty sort of infection in his legs and feet. We're not sure if it's from the surgery or secondary to it. He's being treated with antibiotics now and we're really hoping that it's nothing serious.
We also hope that we can stay away from hospitals for a while, unless we're visiting someone who just had a baby or having one ourselves. For as much as we've been at Utah Valley lately, you'd think they'd give us some kind of VIP Parking or at least free drink refills in the cafeteria.
This One's for You, Mal!
The cat has a really bad habit of needing to do her business right as Robert and I are saying our prayers or getting in to bed. Every single night! And since the litter box is in the bathroom attached to our bedroom, sometimes it gets really smelly. One night last week, just as I knelt down to pray, I heard the cat go into the bathroom and I could hear her scratching and moving the litter around. I finished my prayer and shut the bathroom door in a way that if she really needed to get back in there, she just needed to push it open. Robert and I both go to sleep and after a while, I started hearing meows right and left. I thought the cat wanted to play because she likes to do that after she finishes her business and we're already in bed for the night. I ignored it and went to sleep. During the night, I kept hearing meowing and things crashing, but I thought that the neighbors were up to something and I just get to the point where I don't listen to the meows. I was also having really strange dreams, and somehow all of the noises played into my dreams.
At about 3 am, I woke up because I was hot and needed to take my socks off and heard the meowing again. I realized that Kaydee was not meowing from the other room, the neighbors weren't making noises, and that my dreams had nothing to do with either, but that I had shut Kaydee into the bathroom! I shut the door in a way that she could get in if she needed to, but she couldn't get out. I opened the door and saw her curled up in the sink meowing her little heart out.
She's been ignoring me for about a week now.
At about 3 am, I woke up because I was hot and needed to take my socks off and heard the meowing again. I realized that Kaydee was not meowing from the other room, the neighbors weren't making noises, and that my dreams had nothing to do with either, but that I had shut Kaydee into the bathroom! I shut the door in a way that she could get in if she needed to, but she couldn't get out. I opened the door and saw her curled up in the sink meowing her little heart out.
She's been ignoring me for about a week now.
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