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Happy Day, Oprah!

I used to have a lot of traffic to my blog looking for Oprah Winfrey’s birthday. Since I switched blogging platforms and deleted the old blog, I rarely get traffic looking for Oprah.

People came to read this post from 2006, January 29 to be exact, when I wrote about Oprah’s birthday.

Today is Oprah Winfrey’s birthday (1954). I guess I should wish her a happy birthday, since my oldest daughter thinks that Oprah has been a better mother to her than I have been. She told me this yesterday, as I was standing my ground about the cleanliness of her bedroom.

Oprah is a better mother because, “she knows what she is talking about.” I don’t know anything these days.. afterall, I am the meanest mom in the universe….having that title takes away brain cells, you know.

I guess oldest daughter missed the Frey incident on Oprah’s show this past week. (pretend I’ve inserted an eye-rolling smiley face here) I wonder if seeing Oprah lambast an author that she previously publicly supported would change her view of her surrogate/pretend mom. It has tarnished my view a bit, I have to say. But this isn’t about that really, is it?

I didn’t mention to oldest daughter that Oprah wouldn’t put up with a messy bedroom or backtalk & that perhaps the reason Oprah didn’t have children was to avoid having children with messy bedrooms & smart mouths.

Oldest daughter has since apologized. I just found it ironic that she said that yesterday & today is Oprah’s birthday.

I was looking at the search queries that bring people to my site and thought about the days of Oprah searches. I used to crack up about it because I’m definitely not an Oprah expert or anything.

Anyway, Happy 54 years + 7 months day, Oprah!

long weekend

I’m really looking forward to this weekend. My plans include attempting to restore some dignity to my flourishing flower weed beds.

When I walked out to the car this morning, I saw a weed that was at eye level.  Eye. Level.  I’m not sure how that thing grew 2 feet overnight, but it was not there the night before when I came home.  How could I have missed something that tall waving right in my face?  I couldn’t.  Therefore, it grew like magic overnight to greet me this morning.

I think my son has been taking the same vitamins as that super growing weed.  That thing is no longer a resident in my thriving walkway (my son lives in the house, not the walkway).

Aside from working on the flowerbed, my tentative plans include catching up on sleep, hanging out with the kids, taking in a movie, and browsing the Arts Festival or visiting a museum or local landmark.

I just realized that this Friday will be our last football free Friday evening for quite a while.  Yet another reason to savor the weekend.  🙂

do you hear that squeaking sound?


Why do school personnel insist that J. does not need a 504 plan for her diabetes care?

When is school nurse going to return my calls about meeting with middle school administrators and teachers to discuss diabetes plan? I faxed in the diabetes care plan (signed by J’s endocrinologist) on the second day of school.  I received it in the mail the day before school started.

Why do I have to be the squeaky wheel to ever get anything done regarding her diabetes care?

What about kids/people with no advocate?  Who is the squeaky wheel for them?

Do you know what I mean by “squeaky wheel”? Remember that saying about the squeaky wheel getting the grease?  Well, I’ve found that if I am kind yet persistent (to the point of insistent), I get more done.  I’m sure the school office personnel LOVE me, but that’s ok.  I am not looking to be their buddy.

My mom says that this behavior is like the persistent widow.  My dad says Mom and I are like little yippy dogs that bark and yip and bark until they get what they want.  I say I’m going to be like a squeaky wheel and that no one is going to notice what J. needs unless I squeak about it until it gets fixed.  When it’s fixed, I will hush and let things run smoothly, as things should run.   🙂

Personality Test

I saw this over at Teflonjedi’s blog and thought I’d see how my test turned out.  It’s fascinating that 70 questions could pinpoint my personality so well.

Your result for The LONG Scientific Personality Test…

ENFJ- The Teacher

You scored 55% I to E, 37% N to S, 38% F to T, and 11% J to P!

Your type is known as the teacher, or the educating mentor. You also belong to the larger group, called idealists. You tend to bring out the best in other people. You lead without seeming to do so. People are naturally drawn to you. You expect the very best from people which takes the form of enthusiastic encouragement which is so charming that people try their best not to disappoint you. You share your personality type with 3% of the population.

You need to feel a deep and meaningful connection to your romantic partners, and go to great lengths to understand and please your mate. Harmony is vitally important to you, and you often put others’ needs before your own. You have a pretty thin skin and are easily hurt. Although you strive for harmony, when your values or ethics are violated, you can be very emotional, confrontational, and even punishing. However, you are very insightful about the underlying cause of conflicts, and an excellent communicator, so you have the tools to bring about a quick and peaceful resolution as long as you can keep control of your facilities. You want to be appreciated for your thoughtfulness and compassion. You need your partner to make a real effort to get to know you. Above all, you need to be able to express your feelings and have them taken seriously.

Your group summary: idealists (NF)

Your type summary: ENFJ

Take The LONG Scientific Personality Test at HelloQuizzy


Over the past year or so, I’ve made quite a few recipes from Kraft Foods and have really liked them. The kids liked them, too. This week, I’m feeling completely uninspired when it comes to menu planning, grocery shopping and food preparation, so I’m turning to Kraft to help me out. When I looked at the dinner recipes section, I saw the 1 bag, 5 dinners page. I’ve wanted to try some of these recipes for a while, so this week I’m taking the plunge.

Our dinners will be these: Bag 1 of the chicken and beef menu. The kids and I chose this menu because it has things that are kid-friendly. I also liked this one because meatballs are easy to make if I don’t want to use store-bought ones – or I can use frozen meatballs if I don’t feel like messing with making them.

With the menu and recipes printed out and posted on the fridge, the kids can start dinner and have it almost ready by the time I get home, which any parent loves. I feel relieved with the decision made and only the shopping left to do.

Added bonus: Kraft Foods has the nutritional values listed per serving for each recipe, so no extra work is required for J. to know how much insulin she’ll need to cover her carbs for dinner.

no bolus

Diabetes stinks. Having a twelve year old with diabetes stinks.

J. was very mean and not her usual happy self when I got home from work when I asked her to help bring in some things from the car. Then when I saw her having a snack- right before dinner – I asked if she’d done an insulin bolus to cover the carbs in her snack. When she started yelling, I asked her to check her blood sugar. She threw down the snack and started yelling for me to leave her alone. I made her let me check her insulin pump and saw that she’d not done a single insulin bolus (to cover food) since yesterday at 5:45pm. We ate dinner around 7pm on Monday. It’s now almost 7pm on Tuesday.

I made her check her blood sugar and it’s 245. Not as high as I thought it would be. Her higher afternoon bolus and her mile walk home from school must have helped lower it some.

I’m worried about her. And exhausted from worrying about her health and her attitude regarding herself and diabetes. It’s so hard to know what to do to help, to encourage good behavior, to discourage poor choices, to discourage self-harm and encourage healthy habits.

laughter yoga

Yesterday at the Farmers Market, Chrissie and I saw a little circle of people over to the side of the building taking deep breaths, making faces at each other and laughing. As we stood in line to buy some veggies (tomatoes, okra, eggplant, squash and cucumbers), we saw that other people in line were noticing and asking about those laughing people too. The stand owner and her daughter said that they thought the laughers were called THE LAUGH SQUAD or something like that. They weren’t sure why they were over there laughing, but thought it might be to bring smiles to market patrons.

As we were walking away, Chrissie and I saw a sign that said LAUGHTER YOGA and had an arrow pointing in their direction over there under the trees. I was a little skeptical, having not ever heard of laughter yoga until that moment.

Guess what? It really does exist! It’s not some made-up thing that a bunch of weird Oklahomans were doing at the Farmers Market to entertain the masses. It’s an actual form of exercise. Even Oprah agrees (scroll to the bottom of the linked page to see a quote from Oprah about laughter yoga).

Since I like laughing and all (see the name of my blog), I’m thinking this might be the perfect form of exercise for me to explore. 🙂