Hey there folks,


What can I tell you, life has been busy.  Hmmm how do I cut this short.  Well, my family left England when I was 3.  I am the ONLY menber of me family (either side...inclucing siblings) raised outside of England.  I told you I had family coming with kids from England.  Peter (the cousin that came) came with his wife Jo (or Johanne) who are the only relatives I have seen since I went to England when I was 14 (and btw I paid my own way with airfare while the folks paid my stay there and I am now 39).  Peter and Jo came 9 years ago when they were not married.  Now they have come, married and with two children.

Well they came to stay with me this weekend and then they are going to the folks...LOL they (my folks) have not had a baby in the house since me!!!  Could be tough on them. 

Anyway...here is where I am going.  As soon as my cousins (because I really consider Jo as a cousin..not a cousin in law...well lets say we hugged when she came and she held on much longer than I antipated...but I was happy to see that) showed up we were ok.  They stayed the first night in my room and they had the little one on the floor to sleep next to the bed...and go figure, it started crawling that night!!!  Sooo, while they had been comfy with her just sleeping on the floor with padding next to them...it was not okay when she was crawling!!!

Okay, so Jo is a cool Mum and said she would deal and I was not happy because I knew she could not be sleeping well worring about the little tike!!!  And here is where the real story starts...I knew I had friend with beds they could afford to give up for the little sweety...but they were over 100km from me (each way) and they were probably away.  Sooooo, I went to my next door neighbout to ask them where I could rent a cot.  I hit the hubby who said he would have to ask his wife who was outl  An hour later she showed up with a bed, insisted on setting it up for my cousins and laughed and smiled and said "NO PROBLEM!!!!"  Some people are SOOO GOOD.

Well I had better run.  Right now "Mum and Dad" are having rest and the 8 month year old and the 2 year old are asleep on my bed with me...but I see the 2 year old is waking up...and I want to keep her busy.  I think I can scoop up the baby and keep her in my arms asleep while the 2 year old can play outside with the dogs...who she loves..while Mum and Dad can get some sleep.  And feeling  baby...I diaper change might be order before she cries!!!  Want the parents to get some sleep!!!

JD

Glad to hear your doing okay!  (((hugs))) please don't be sad about childern.  You never know what life has in store for you.  Me, I am happy to be Mummy to my bunny and Aunt to my neice.

Alright, I am having a paddy, temper tantrum, pity pot moment or what ever you want to call it.  I swear to God the way I feel right now, the hair is all coming off this week!

I spent 40 minutes trying to braid it tonight.  I do this a lot, trying to learn.  Still I can't manage it.  In fact, tonight was the worst because as I tried to do it I could feel and hear my hair breaking.  Just to make it worse, I decided to comb my hair into sections and now it is all greasy...having just washed it today ready for work tomorrow!!!  I oiled my combs and I guess they still had oil on them between the tines.  So know I have to get up at 3:30 am so I can wash it for the 4th day in a row since I had to do the psoriasis treatments all weekend.  For crying out loud!!!  Clear I am not fit to care for it or competent to do anything nice with it so why bother????

OH!!!  Sorry, had to vent...just maybe tomorrow I will change my mind...but I can tell you it is not looking good right now!!!!

JD

JD (((hugs)))  I've had those fits too.  Sakina has the best advise.  When my hair goes nuts it into a bun or under a scarf and the hell wiht it for a while.

Phew, the weekend whizzed by!!!!  I was really busy but did have time to do stuff for my hair.  On Friday I did an EVOO infused with rosemary and sage condition.  Then I had to wash on Sat morning because I had to go see my family (God Bless them, they are great).  Saturday night I had to do the awful psoriasis treatment on my scalp so I COVERED my hair in coconut oil (my cats love that!! the lick and lick and lick while I try to send them away nicely).  Today I did a scalp care with an oil that is not for my psoriasis.  I then massaged my scalp with my scalp massager for at least 15 minutes.  I then put cocao butter in my hair because it really loves it....but I always have to wash after.  When I hit the shower tonight I exfoliated my scalp using a 50/50 mix of brown sugar and conditioner, then I massaged my scalp with aloe juice.  After that I did a rinse with ACV.  Then I washed my hair with my soap for Ida of Chagrin, conditioned, put my hair into a tubie twist for 30 mintues (in between which I did a facial) and then I used Curly 64's recipe for a leave in.  Hair is happy.

I have not taken care of my body skin for weeks...well months.  This weekend I put coconut oil all over my body at least 10 minutes before I showered.  I did dishes and stuff because you can not sit down with that stuff on you.  As a moisturizer, I personally love the Body Shop Cocoa butter.  To cut a very long story short, I was compelled to add vitamin E to the mix. I am THRILLED.  It is like I never neglected my body.  My skin is like silk again.  I am soooo happy.  Plus, since the moisturizer is not cheap...the vitamin E expanded the amount a lot.  I had about 1/2 container of the moisturizer left.  I put 3 tbsp of vitamin E in (gradually to ensure I would not end up with an oil like texture).  I love it and will continue to do it.

As for my poor nails....well...I don't have much hope they will ever be okay again thanx to the psoriasis.  I keep them cut short...and I cannot explain short.  Well, let me try....my pinky nail is 3 mm from the cuticle!!!!   It is hard to imagine that a year ago they were beautiful and long...and I was thin and fit.  Sigh.  Okay, so the nails may never be fixed.  I hope my body will!!!

JD

Hey all,

Well my first week full time is off to a great start (this statement is dripping with sarcasm!!).

Last night I started to feel icky.  By bed time I was roasting hot and could not sleep.  I did not sleep all night.  Morning (gave up and got up at 3 am instead of 4 am) found me with a sore throat, sniffles, a stuffed up head and feeling terrible.  I must go to work, I have NO leave until April.  I take care of the animals and sit quietly with a cup of coffee until 4 at which point a go into the bathroom, brush my teeth and wash my face.  For the first time, I then look in the mirror.  Great, my facial skin has not looked so bad since I was a teen.  Add this to the apparently permanent loss of my nails and being the size of a beached whale.  Then I see it.  The whole white of my right eye is red.  I don't mean blood shot red...I mean hematoma red.  Lovely.  Can't take time off, can see okay and eye does not hurt.  Life must go on.  No point in putting on makeup though.  I moisturize skin in a desperate attempt to make it look better...no luck.  I drop my hair from the satin sox and the pony tail and my hair is flat and nothing.  I mean it looked terrible.  No time to wash now and no energy.  It is only 16 degrees out (Celcius) and I only have summer clothes (seemed this was okay as I had to run the desk fan in my office all day as I was still ROASTING while all my colleagues are putting sweaters on).

I work hard all day.  I don't even have time for lunch anymore between work and running on the 3 days I run.  Lets not forget that Thurs at lunch I have to go get some clothes.  Keep in mind, for me to buy clothes I have to drive 100 km round trip to get anywhere with clothes...and lets not forget that I have a different outfit for each of 2 weeks easily...if I wasn't 40 lbs heavier than last year.  Grrr.

Oh, I forgot, when I got to eat lunch I realized my lunch had gone bad!!  Great, I have a headache at the time because I am so hungry so I go downstairs to buy an unhealthy and expensive lunch at the caff.   Better yet, crowds...I can't stand to be near more than about 6 people at a time and now I am in a room with about 200, don't like the daily specials and since I don't know what else the caff offers for lunch (as in 5 years I have never eaten down there) so I end up with a stale sandwich that was probably made 5 years ago and is wrapped in God knows what.

Of course, feeling tired and sick, I forget on the drive home that I do not have a lunch for tomorrow (the food I made for lunch today was supposed to last me until I did groceries on Thurs and I don't know what went wrong but the cold meats were greasy and smelly!!!!).  There is a quick little grocery store I drive by on the way home but I forgot.  Great, now I have nothing for lunch tomorrow either considering that all I have in the house is carrots, celery, lettuce and cucumber.  That will not sustain me when I am running at lunch tomorrow.  Guess I get another stale sandwich tomorrow because I am not driving 45 km round trip tonight!!!  I think I will buy it first thing in the morning so I can avoid the crowds. I can put it in my lunch room fridge for when I want it.

Okay, so I get home and I am determined that I am going to start cleaning my house and I start...but the cold is winning so I sit down with a glass of water and think "There is time before the busy weekend and I will just do a blitz on Friday night."  I curl up on my bed with my water and relax.   I think I just have to set up the animals' food tomorrow morning, my coffee, set up my running clothes and do a couple of dishes.  Oh, wait, the hair is terrible.  Ok, I hit the shower.  

Of course as soon as I get out of the shower the folks call and tell me that they would like to come and bring dinner for me on Friday night.  I can never say no to them.  I love them dearly...and they will not be here much longer.  I love to see them.  As I speak to them I look around my house and think that unless I get moving cleaning tonight I will never have it clean by Friday.  Its not that I run a bad house but with 5 animals (one that vomits a lot because of the diabetes, one that loses control of his bowels...which of course I clean all of it up as soon as I find itbut that alone can take 15 minutes twice a day, the fur from them all, the basic mess a kitchen and bathroom gets into in a week, etc).  

At first I just about freaked...and then I said to myself, this is silly.  I am sick, I am tired and I have enough on my plate.  Fine, the house will not be from House and Home when my folks come.  Such is life.  

I am thinking a nice spicey coconut milk soup (yes I know coconut milk is a laxative), lots of water and a REALLY early night.  Hopefully my hair will be dry by 7 which will give me 9 hours to sleep...and if I wake up early, maybe I will get the kitchen clean.  Heck, folks have no need to be in my office, me bedroom or my bathroom.  Maybe I can still get the rest clean.

So, while I luv you all...no time for other journals tonight.  This was my personal rant so I wont do it all in my head when I am trying to go to bed.

Now, I am going to set up my coffee and finish setting up for morning.  Really hoping to be in bed soon.  Of course, that is all up to the hair!!

Thanx for listening folks.

JD

I'm sorry you're so sick!  I hope you feel better soon!!!!!