those northern skies

This is a photo I took while in Ixtapa, Mexico in 2006 (We are fortunate, every few years, hubby's boss takes the company to Mexico and pays half for the spouse to go). I thought she was beautiful. She was even more beautiful when I put the camera down and she smiled at me.



I've often thought it might be easier for the readers if I named my children. I would never give their real names as they are far to unusual. However, I think C and K could be confusing. So if you think I should change their names for the purpose of the blog, take part in the poll in my sidebar.

Your options are to continue with their first initial.

Have them referred to as Stinker and Pill. There is a story behind Stinker and Pill. When the girls were younger, we would say they were a stinker or a pill when they were naughty. One time C told us in no uncertain terms that she was Stinker and K was Pill. I even made them t-shirts with their nicknames on them. Some people were appalled some thought they were funny.

We could call them Cinderella and Belle. C loves Cinderella in all forms and K is smitten with Beauty and the Beast and has a gold gown which she calls her Belle gown.

We could call them Drama Queen (DQ) and Stinkerbell. C is a very dramatic child (think Anne of Green Gables) once we saw a girl wearing a t-shirt with the DQ logo except it said Drama Queen instead. Hubby thought it was perfect for C. K is a Stinker (she is totally the naughtiest three-year-old ever) and we sometimes call her Stinkerbell.

I've been reading blogs but our connection is messed up and often when I comment it locks on me. I am sorry.

Prayers Please

Saturday morning I woke up early with itchy palms. I've had itchy palms before so thought nothing of it. I put on some lotion and went back to sleep. I woke up with hives on the major joints. I went to urgent care but by then most of the hives had faded. However there were a couple left so the doctor did take me seriously. I had gone over everything in our life and there truly is nothing new in my life except the Wellbutrin the doctor prescribed for my depression (two weeks ago Thurs). The doctor didn't think it was likely it was the Wellbutrin and sent me home saying Benadryl is the best OTC for it. Benadryl completely knocks me out.

I was cold all morning Saturday and could not warm up. I took Benadryl at noon and slept for the rest of the day. I woke up 1:30 Sunday morning with the middle finger of my left hand swollen with swelling into my knuckles. But the itchiness in the rest of my body was gone. So I went in again. The doctor asked if the WB was helping me and I told him it was. He was unwilling to take me off the WB. He gave me a prescription for a 24 hour Zirtac and a cream. Neither are working.

This morning I woke up at 1:30 with my ring finger on the left hand swollen. My joints on the swollen fingers are sore. The only hives I have now are on my palms which are quite sore and red. I am not in respiratory distress, but when I inhale deeply my chest is tight and it creates a ache at the bottom of my lungs.

I am going to try to see my Doctor today if not him I will see a regular doctor and not an Urgent Care doctor.

An added nuisance.

A week ago this past Friday I bruised my left heal chasing K who ran out into the street. Last night (I have no idea how, I apparently twisted a tendon in my left knee as now my knees is very tender and doesn't like to be bent).