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Ok, I am SOOO done with the bye weeks! Between having to sit my studs and starting my duds and then having to find NEW duds on the waivers, it just sucks!
Last year Rusty told me he drafts with the bye weeks in mind and I learned from that and tried to include that info as best as I could. But...
Can't wait for them to be over, can't wait to get the season 'back to normal', or as normal as a football season is gonna be. Remember kids, NFL stands for No Frickin Logic!!!
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Monday, October 26, 2009
I'm Baaaack!
Wow, what a ride! Between my husband getting sick and then the swine flu (complete with little corkscrew tail!) landing in the middle of my chest I haven't even come up for air in weeks! Add studying for my professional registration (exam is this afternoon, wish me luck!) on top of it all and it equals an absent Granny!
Life is good, though, and Jim and I are both mending nicely. Still have that cough, and Jim's flu turned into bronchitis (everything goes right to his chest) and mine is brewing into a nice little sinus infection (everything gives me a sinus infection!).
The hardest part of all of these cooties is not seeing my babies. I hadn't seen any of my babies in over 3 weeks, which is absolutely the longest I've gone without cuddling a grandkid, any grandkid, since 5 minutes after Jay was born 3 years ago!
Jay turned 3 on the 13th and, of course, I called him and sang Happy Birthday to him. He just giggled. Then one day last week I called him and he said 'Hi G-ma, whatcha doin?' I told him I was watching baseball, and he says 'me too, but I'm eating peanut butter!' Then he hands the phone to my daughter in law and yells 'bye G-ma! I love you!!!!' Needless to say, I cried.
Sabrina wanted to bring the boys over yesterday, but with my last big push of studying and her youngest, Connor, being sick, we kinda postponed that. Maybe everyone can come over this weekend!!! That would be great!!!
Rest assured all you fantasy football freaks (that's you Mike), Granny will be back in top form for next weeks' games!
Oh, and Susan, Mike didn't find me. He tricked you to get the reward. See how he is??? Must be all that Purple Haze...
Life is good, though, and Jim and I are both mending nicely. Still have that cough, and Jim's flu turned into bronchitis (everything goes right to his chest) and mine is brewing into a nice little sinus infection (everything gives me a sinus infection!).
The hardest part of all of these cooties is not seeing my babies. I hadn't seen any of my babies in over 3 weeks, which is absolutely the longest I've gone without cuddling a grandkid, any grandkid, since 5 minutes after Jay was born 3 years ago!
Jay turned 3 on the 13th and, of course, I called him and sang Happy Birthday to him. He just giggled. Then one day last week I called him and he said 'Hi G-ma, whatcha doin?' I told him I was watching baseball, and he says 'me too, but I'm eating peanut butter!' Then he hands the phone to my daughter in law and yells 'bye G-ma! I love you!!!!' Needless to say, I cried.
Sabrina wanted to bring the boys over yesterday, but with my last big push of studying and her youngest, Connor, being sick, we kinda postponed that. Maybe everyone can come over this weekend!!! That would be great!!!
Rest assured all you fantasy football freaks (that's you Mike), Granny will be back in top form for next weeks' games!
Oh, and Susan, Mike didn't find me. He tricked you to get the reward. See how he is??? Must be all that Purple Haze...
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
3-0 in Divison BABY!!!
Ok, so, no big deal, but the Niners are 3-0 against the NFC West Divison rivals. BOO-YAH!!! Do you know how many years (decades?) it's been since I could say that? Huh?
And the Dodgers start their post-season run against the dreaded Cardinals tomorrow. Yeah, I'm not happy about it either. The Cards always seem to have the Dodgers' number. And Manny is being Manny again, and looks like a scared little girl at the plate. Get a big-boy haircut you wuss and do the job you're getting paid for!!! (um, no I am not a Manny fan, never have been, and was upset when the Dodgers actually paid real dollars for his sorry, drug taking, fussy me-first, prima donna, gonna play only when I feel like it a**). I don't care for show-boats.
Hence my absolute glee at T.O. tanking against Miami. You know Tuna had it personal for Owens. Regardless of all of the grown-up conversations everyone has about it, Jones picked T.O. over Parcells and forced the coaching great's departure from the Biggest Whorehouse in Texas. (um, not a Cowgirls fan, either).
And what the heck is up with Brett last night? I'm surprised he didn't burst into flames showing up in purple against the Pack. I bet he would have if the game had been at Lambeau! Brett is going to hell for sure, now!
The Twinkies (um, sorry I should show some respect now...) are going to take the Yankees out in the first round of post season play. Go Minnesota (see, it's just Brett, not Twin Cities sports in general...)!!!
As for Fantasy I won 4 out of 5 this week (whew! thought I was gonna be 2-5 for sure!). I am having a ball, just wish I had enough time to get into the smack talk! Well, things will lighten up a bit after the end of October (yeah right, I don't know who I'm kidding. It's just gonna be a different kind of madness in Nov!). Again all my thanks and appreciation to Susan for making it happen!
And the Dodgers start their post-season run against the dreaded Cardinals tomorrow. Yeah, I'm not happy about it either. The Cards always seem to have the Dodgers' number. And Manny is being Manny again, and looks like a scared little girl at the plate. Get a big-boy haircut you wuss and do the job you're getting paid for!!! (um, no I am not a Manny fan, never have been, and was upset when the Dodgers actually paid real dollars for his sorry, drug taking, fussy me-first, prima donna, gonna play only when I feel like it a**). I don't care for show-boats.
Hence my absolute glee at T.O. tanking against Miami. You know Tuna had it personal for Owens. Regardless of all of the grown-up conversations everyone has about it, Jones picked T.O. over Parcells and forced the coaching great's departure from the Biggest Whorehouse in Texas. (um, not a Cowgirls fan, either).
And what the heck is up with Brett last night? I'm surprised he didn't burst into flames showing up in purple against the Pack. I bet he would have if the game had been at Lambeau! Brett is going to hell for sure, now!
The Twinkies (um, sorry I should show some respect now...) are going to take the Yankees out in the first round of post season play. Go Minnesota (see, it's just Brett, not Twin Cities sports in general...)!!!
As for Fantasy I won 4 out of 5 this week (whew! thought I was gonna be 2-5 for sure!). I am having a ball, just wish I had enough time to get into the smack talk! Well, things will lighten up a bit after the end of October (yeah right, I don't know who I'm kidding. It's just gonna be a different kind of madness in Nov!). Again all my thanks and appreciation to Susan for making it happen!
Friday, October 2, 2009
Happy Anniversary
I reached the one-year 'anniversary' of my diagnosis of Rheumatoid Arthritis at the end of May. I celebrated by finally cutting my Prednisone down to 2.5mg a day (from 20 mg just 1 year ago!). But I can work and play with my grandkids, and cook. I am going to happy hour tonight with my husband to watch a baseball game. And I'll have beer!
It's quite a club I'm in. We live very careful lives but, dammit, we still live! And that's the victory. We can't beat the disease, really. But we CAN and DO learn to live with it, and around it, and have full and meaningful lives.
The trick, for me at least, was finally realizing that the disease isn't going away. And with my diagnostics and progression I probably won't be experiencing the "R" word. But I decided to manage my disease, instead of it managing me!
Yes, I'm overweight and don't always eat healthy. And I don't exercise very regularly (but have a rheumy who thinks that golf is just great exercise for me!). But I mostly do the right things and live that careful life. Getting enough rest. Not overdoing it. Taking my meds, seeing my doc, yada yada yada. (And after a while, it all seems like yada yada yada).
I've learned when and how I can push it. If all the kids are coming over and I'll have a house full of babies for the day I'd rather it be on a Saturday, so I can rest on Sunday. If I am going to get energetic and tackle physical projects, it should be on a Saturday (for the same reason, see the pattern?)
There are people who haven't made peace with the cards they've been dealt, but being angry takes too much energy and that just makes me tired...
It's quite a club I'm in. We live very careful lives but, dammit, we still live! And that's the victory. We can't beat the disease, really. But we CAN and DO learn to live with it, and around it, and have full and meaningful lives.
The trick, for me at least, was finally realizing that the disease isn't going away. And with my diagnostics and progression I probably won't be experiencing the "R" word. But I decided to manage my disease, instead of it managing me!
Yes, I'm overweight and don't always eat healthy. And I don't exercise very regularly (but have a rheumy who thinks that golf is just great exercise for me!). But I mostly do the right things and live that careful life. Getting enough rest. Not overdoing it. Taking my meds, seeing my doc, yada yada yada. (And after a while, it all seems like yada yada yada).
I've learned when and how I can push it. If all the kids are coming over and I'll have a house full of babies for the day I'd rather it be on a Saturday, so I can rest on Sunday. If I am going to get energetic and tackle physical projects, it should be on a Saturday (for the same reason, see the pattern?)
There are people who haven't made peace with the cards they've been dealt, but being angry takes too much energy and that just makes me tired...
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