schmoops

like i have something to say. every day i look at the blogs, which i love to do, and think, "i should blog". unfortunately, i lead the most boring life in the world. i have meetings, pain, play comp. games, snore, etc. so what's a body to do??

today i restart the no sugar, no refined flour, potato, etc. i despair that i will ever find a reason for the fibro, let alone a cure.

upcoming birthdays!!!! yeah.

Excitement

well, i spent my christmas money yesterday! i am finally the owner of my very own.............laptop!! i am so excited. i kept seeing it across the room and thinking, oh, ryan's home....no WAIT!! that's mine!! haven't done too much with it yet. another cool part of it was that i bought a different laptop, and the "geek squad" at bestbuy had to check it out, and get the bestbuy stuff off of there because it turned out to be the display. they said they'd call me in an hour/hour and a half. after 3 hours, i just went there, figuring they must have lost my phone no., but no, the comp kept freezing when they tried to reload the gateway stuff. so, they told me to look for a comparable one. of course, there were none, except for pricier. so, they gave me a better one for only a little more. i am sure glad that i didn't get the first home, and discover it was crap (probably after 14 days), since, of course, i couldn't afford the service plan which was $300 more.

i got a call at 8am yesterday from grandpa, waking me up. he just wanted to tell me he slept well, ate breakfast, had a good bm (tmi), and was reading the paper. then, about a minute later, he repeated the exact above statements. now, i'm glad he's fine, but he really doesn't have to wake me up to tell me that he is ok. if he's not, call me. but not if he's fine. at 8am. and the bm part was too much. next, he'll start telling me the color of his pee.

ryan, i tried a bunch of times to respond on your blog, but it rejected me. sounds like a good book, but probably too technical for a non-history buff.

hospitals stink

Hospitals stink! or did i say that already. for those of you in the know, which is no one who reads this blog....grandpa S was in the er on wednesday, and admitted. this is friday. if the darn doctors would show up when called, he would have been home yesterday. but noooooooooooo, they have to putz around for 2 days thinking about whether they want to see him, and if it should be at 10pm or not. he is still waiting today for 2 doctors. i was there in a chair for 12 hours yesterday and then died. what a massage i needed. i just wanted to be there to talk to the docs, cause grandpa is forgetting things.

the diagnosis is a probable TIA, or ministroke, no residual side effects now. and too quick withdrawal from a medicine that you get "habituated" to. they told him to stop it for a week before his sleep study, without warning him that he would have to wean down. grandpa in withdrawal. scary.

he was very out of it and confused on wednesday, a very very scary to watch deal. but now that they gave him back the med, he's ok.

kev is in the talent show tonight. he looks well. and sings well. we will go tonight for the real deal.

love you all
mom

today is tuesday

momorama
well, another lost day yesterday due to migraine. thanks, dad. that means today must be the exercise day. tomorrow is naet.

kevin is in the oboba (talent show at school). he is singing acapella (sp?) or without accompaniment. the show is friday...i guess that will be our date.

grandma says, "no balloons around necks, please"

love you all.

really booooooooorrrrrrrrrrrrring

momorama
alright. so i knew the last post was boring, but you ask me to post about my life, and....there it is. how do i know?? because only ryan posted a response, and that was to an incidental comment at the end.

yeah, makes me wanna post

momorama

momorama
I live such a boring life...what to blog, eh?? just a little canadian for all of you.

I went to NAET on monday, as someone had taken my regular time of wednesday, 3pm. i fixed them, though, i scheduled all of march on my wednesday. I passed sugar, and now have been treated for vitamin B, in all its many forms. My diet for 25 hours post treatment was.....FRENCH FRIES!! gross. i could only stomach this once. french fries are better WITH something, not by themselves. why french fries, you ask? because i could not have meat, dairy, bread, fruits or vegetables. i could have had cauliflower or deep-fried fish, but i need my cauliflower dipped in something, and the fish needed to have no breading. so, i would have to do it myself, and i can't go into the kitchen after these treatments, cause i would be within 4 feet of things i can't have, and that's a no-no. Obviously, it should be well known that you can't count french fries as a vegetable, since anything of nutrition in it is killed by the high heat of the oil. i am sure the government counts it as a veggie, along with ketchup.

It has been interesting to read ryan's blog and the things he is eating. he will definitely have probs if he moves back home and is vegan. i can hardly feed him as a vegetarian. sorry, carolyn, but i have to plan for you, also, and you don't stay for a whole summer, or we would have issues also.

yesterday was my water exercise day, since my monday got taken up with naet. i spend an hour in the pool, doing walking frontwards, backwards, and sideways, also moving my arms as i walk. then 2 laps, one breast stroke and one back stroke. then i go to the warm toasty pool ( i do the above walking and swimming in the regliar pool.) and sit on a foam tube and just keep moving. walking in deep water, or using styrofoam weights that i push down in different ways, twists, and leg out to the side (s). i also go to the shallow end and sit on the ledge in the water and stretch towards my feet. all this, for that hour. then i go to the hot tub and melt. i feel okay until about an hour and a half afterwards. then i die for the rest of the day and part of the next....today. i still am trying to go grocery shopping, as that only takes an hour. some other shopping i will try to do tomorrow.

also tomorrow, i will try to put sheets over all the junk in the basement. that way, on saturday, i won't have to worry about the dust getting on everything. when all is done, i will (or will have someone else do) fold up the sheets, dump them outside, and wash them.

i love amy's picture... i want to marry it.

love, mom

ramblin' rose

momorama
So, i thought i should blog because i so enjoy reading what everyone is up to. well, not everyone, since some people blog every month or 4 months or so.

i made it to the gym twice this week for water exercise. yea, me. i like it while i'm there, but it's the getting there that is hard. i figure it takes over 2 hours per time when i go.

i have had 3 migraines in one week's time. boo, hiss. i hate headaches. you just can't pretend they aren't there. and migraines knock me out for the whole day or longer. which makes my exercise record even more impressive.

i am going visiting teaching today. then, again, hopefully get the last 2 next week. have you ever noticed how annoying it is to need to get in contact with someone who has neither voicemail nor an answering machine, and who seems to never be home??? and i feel that she is the one we most need to visit teach and befriend.

i teach an inservice this weekend for the teachers and leaders of youth. i am using the february ensign article about teaching from the ensign (and new era). then next week i start a "teaching the gospel" course for eight weeks, interrupted by other inservices, conferences, easter, etc. but i still plan to go to cincinnati for either scott's b-day or dan's 3oth. muahhahahaha

love y'all

Jabber-wocky

momorama
So, just jabbering, cause i haven't much to say. I had an hour massage last friday. it felt great till about 3 hours later when i was in massive pain. but by mid sat, i felt ok.

I am currently waking up several times a night having trouble breathing. david says, oh, yeah, i heard that too. when i'm through exhaling, i have this moaning, squeaky sound. but it's not there all the time. so ya know, if i go to the dr, she'll say, sounds clear to me. and i 'm very congested. but, not VOMITORIUM VOMITUS at least. (Kevin just commented that the house in cincinnati would be a great side show...Carolyn's house o' vomit)

kev had finals last week. hopes all classes are passed and he has only ONE more semester in order to gradjeate.(sic) (not sick)

i made chicken tortilla soup yesterday. well, actually david made it. and i only mention it to make kerry sad that she never comes to visit.

i love my fam

talks

momorama
so, i forgot to tell you that kevin and i gave talks yesterday in church. this is only the second talk he has ever given, since, after the first one, he refused every invitation. his was AWESOME. you had to be there. mine was disjointed, but that was my fault. he worked hard on his, and said that it was like he could hear this voice in his head telling him what to write. coolness, droolness. i said to him, you know that was the holy ghost don't you.

rattling my cage

momorama
okay, so i still after a month or so have nothing to say, but i will take up some time writing about the nothing (Batian, say my name......) in order for people who want to see my nothingness can.

there is a big Q on our door...i.e. quarantine. after my month or so, kevin got evil death illness, and still is coughing and hacking, even though he is better. david has been sick since saturday (alright, he was working on a cold for a week before), death-ray sick. he had to take the first 2 days, so far, of vacation for the year. I am taking every immune booster supplement known to mankind to not get sick again. this smells.....rotten.

haven't been simming too much, except i had to have ryan divorce melissa to marry cassie. oh, and the elder scott watson just had a baby. well, really, megan, his wife did.

we had a new year's gathering (traditional) at my dad's house. dave, dawn, joan, jim, grandpa, me, ryan, kevin, kerry, and braden were there. david was home sick, and i hear that charlie had partied too much the night before.

kev and ry and i are STILL trying to see harry potter. we tried last week and it was sold out (!). i told the kids, who couldn't understand it that all parents get sick of their kids about now, and since they couldn't send them sledding, they sent them to the movies. we are going to try again today.

i haven't spent any christmas money yet....except in my head, which is almost as fun.

love you guys.....

simeology, i am doing it, my simeology

momoramaok, carolyn, you asked for it:

Grandma and Grandpa swartwood, who are friends with, but not really related to anyone. except in our hearts.

there are two dan and carolyn families.

1..dan, carolyn, amy nicole(teen, i think), scott watson, joel david, baby girl(hit the enter key instead of the shift key while trying to name her), and adopted Ramin.

2...Dan, carolyn, lost amy scott and lissa carolyn, but grandma adopted them back, plus dallin oaks miller born to carolyn.

Cap'n davey pirate who married grandma milller, adn besides the adoptions of lissa carolyn, mellissa, amy nicole, and scott watson, who are all adults, has had kids with cap'n davey, namely, baby boy (see above--did it again), blackbeard jose, and chieko okazaki pirate.

Braden and kerry have jenna, Neal maxwell, who are adults and married, elena cristina, jennifer(adopted), and elise Ellis.

David and Christy Groesbeck have ryan and kevin and megan, and leo who was adopted,(adults and married), alex kevo, and rachael patti.

the next generation:

kevin married melissa, and have Shumana and Olaf Nillsen

ryan married lissa carolyn, and have alexsander ryan, ivan ryanovich, borscht ryanovich (was having trouble thinking of russian names at the time...ryan(the real one) is not too happy having a son named "beet soup"), adopted black trina, and has stephan ryanovich.

Amy nicole married leo groesbeck, currently childless

Scott watson, married Megan groesbeck

Dallin Oaks miller married jenna ellis, and have adopted shelby, and had sheri dew and bethany rachel.

these guys all live in ohioville, and the description reads:

this is the good neighborhood. live here. pretty much inbred.

how true, how true.

carpal tunnel syndrome

momoramaSo, since i never do anything, one would wonder why i am developing cpt....could it be......THE SIMS??? why yes. which is why i now play with a brace on my arm. can't quit, ya know

BOM

momoramaWell, we finally finished the BOM last week, and am praying for Moroni's promise to be fulfilled for Kevin. Any prayers you want to add are cool. It has definitely been an influence in our life, more than i thought. And we did it in 90 days!! WooHoo!!! Now, we are continuing, but at a much slower pace. will post soon on sim imbredness. love to the fam.

mom

Sappy thanksgiving

momoramaSince everyone is liking to rant these days, i just thought i'd throw out , as opposed to up, that i am sitting here alone at thanksgiving eating oatmeal. oh, i stopped throwing UP about 18 hours ago, but don't want to spread the nasties. So, IF there is anyone who felt bad about not coming here for thanksgiving, don't. ya don't wanna be here.

simptoms of my illness

yes, that's right...i have nothing to blog unless everyone wants to hear about the Sims. Hey, that elixir of life is worth every penny! Amy and Scott are all grown up now, probably married, and pregnant. And yet, thru the elixir, dan and carolyn and i are still spring chickens.

blogs are nowhere sim-ilar to sims
sims are sim-ply fascinating
i sim-cerely am wasting alot of time

Christy, Christy, and Grandma Miller Pirate

almost a family again

momorama So, i had apparently saved too late in the game to rescue amy and others. so i tried to have dan adopt some new kids, but they said, no way, you've had kids taken away from you. so , since i was living in the house, i adopted a baby, who turned out to be the baby, Lissa Carolyn who had just been taken away. then i adopted a child--It was Amy Nicole. Then i adopted another child--it was Scott Watson. In the meantime, carolyn gave birth, so we had 2 babies and 2 children, and RARARAHHH birthday parties. now i just need to adopt a child again, and i will hopefully get joel david. but this is really hard work. i can't remember that i was so frustrated all the time when i had real kids. some, yes. but thisis insane.

Gone again...

well, i lost all the miller kids about 3 more times..or is it 4. i swore off sims2, but now i have a plan....

Scott is gone and it's all my fault!!!!

So, i dragged out sims2 the other day. i decided to play the millers. Carolyn was pregnant. i got numerous messages about the poor school performance of scott and amy, but they had red fun, and i couldn't get them to do their homework. tantrum city!!! i moved them into a nice new house with room for everyone. the next day after carolyn had the baby, everyone went to school but scott who was hanging out on the computer. Now, if i was a real mom, or a good mom like carolyn, i would have scooped that bad boy up and driven him to school. but you can't do that on sims. so the social worker came and took him (and he with a smile on his face and a thought balloon:newfamily!!) and then she came and took the baby!!!!!!!so much for carolyn's platinum rating. i had to make them over. and build the house over. and try to get the kids to study. rah. i was so upset, i couldn't read scriptures. and i woke up thinking about them. boo hoo. sorry dan and carolyn.

I wish....

-that Braden will get the job he wants
-that I would stop hurting
-that my grandchildren had an easier life
-that I had lots of money
-that I could speak 5-6 languages fluently. Currently the list includes Mandarin, Hebrew, Arabic, German, and French...maybe Japanese. Oh, and I would magically be refluent in Spanish
-that Kerry would magically be graduated and find a great part time job that she could continue even when she has kids
-that all my children had strong testimonies
-that all my kids lived close-by
-that I would be a fabulous grandma who is involved in my grandchildren's lives, and that they thought I was cool, unlike their parents:o)
-that David wasn't so stressed, and also was happy
-that I was useful
-that I had tons of energy
-that Kevin was happy
-that Kevin was graduated
-that I wouldn't worry so much
-that RCI had places for our whole family to go, be next to each other, had 3 bedrooms, and was a lot of fun and not humid
-that telemarketers had other employment, and would stop calling me. How many times can you say, "would you please take me off your list.....click"
-that i could fly
-and teleport
-that our country wouldn't keep trying to be #1 in the world, and instead took care of its own
-that the 2nd coming would be soon, and our whole family would be in the celestial kingdom
-that 6 hours of sleep was enough
-that I never have another headache
-that everybody was kind
-that I had a maid who would clean my house daily
-oh, don't forget the cook
-and the personal trainer
-and the masseuse
-I wish everyone could be the weight they want...automatically!!
-and that we were all happy with our bodies
-or that nobody would judge us by our bodies
-that candy was healthy
-or that vegetables tasted good..really good
-that prejudice would disappear

I love my family....mom

ramblings

momoramaok, so i sleep, just not until 2 or 3 in the morning. raaaaahhh. i really enjoyed general conference. my body hated it though. all that sitting. ok, so i laid through the 2 sunday ones. but, still. i have been frantically genealoging trying to find james macinerney in ireland. no go so far. i am excited to do grandma's work ( i.e.my mom) on saturday in columbus. just wish kevin could come with us. i am going to try to get her sealed to her parents, if i can get to the family history center and find someone who knows how to do it. We finally started alma in our readings.

love you all,
mom