Friday, January 19, 2018

WORST "VACATION" EVER! and the small stuff....

     I had a case of tonsillitis and an ear infection about 2 weeks before I was due to fly home, so I was already feeling kinda crappy.  I was able to book a room at "Chez Heydemann".  Both Becky and Anny were glad to have me and if I wasn't sick THE ENTIRE TIME, it would have been much more enjoyable.  I arrived stateside in the evening of the 23rd of Dec. and Ian was kind enough to pick me up.  We made a stop at the liquor store for provisions, so, in addition to the one glass of champagne I had in NYC at the airport, I had a glass when I got to Becky's.  (Booze count = 2 glasses)
     I had no wifi so communication was difficult.  I was able to get to T-Mobile and activate my phone and obtain a SIM card, but apparently it did not play well with my hot spot from Saudi.  When I left Saudi, it was about 75 degrees and when I arrived in Chicago it might have been zero.  My sons and my friends had laughed at my purchase of a farwa, but I was warm as heck.  We managed to stop and pick up a hat, scarf, and gloves so I was covered head to toe.  The cut came down to my ankles.  I was warm.  I was stopped everywhere I went by people telling me they loved my coat.  I had the last laugh.
Saudi farwa...they wear these in the desert in the winter.  Authentic ones are made of camel hide with the fur/hair inside.  Mine was animal friendly faux!


     I spent both Christmas eve and Christmas day with my boys and I was thrilled to death.  My sons conspired to get me lots of bath gel, bath bombs, and Epsom soaks.  I also got more coffee mugs and coffee!  The larger one on the right is the new one....someone knows me VERY well.

     I arrived Saturday, spent Sunday and Monday with the boys, and flew to Arkansas to see dad on Tuesday.  I am still coughing, sneezing, and hacking up a lung.  When I arrived in Arkansas, I think the temp was maybe 16 degrees!  Southern hospitality my ass!  Mary was kind enough to pick me up in Little Rock and fill me in on dad.  He is doing ok, but has a huge medical issue with his foot.  I love him very much, and it kills me to see him uncomfortable or in pain.  We drove dad to doctor appointments and he was given some things to help out with the issue.  I was glad to see dad and was actually able to get some shopping done.  I also managed to purchase YET ANOTHER mobile hot spot to accommodate my 3rd data SIM card.
 doormat
door (nothing religious about snow!)

I had arrived with a large empty suitcase, and bought another one when I left the states.  I made a trip to a local clinic and was told I did NOT have pneumonia but had an upper respiratory issue for which she gave me a steroid shot.  Not sure it did anything, but we officially ruled out pneumonia.  Mary, knowing me very well, bought 2 large bottles of Chardonnay, and had one already cooling in the fridge.  Knowing I would be flying again, and again, in a few days, I was simply too tired and icky feeling to partake.  (booze count = 0) 
      The one thing I was able to do for my dad was feed him!  We had pork roast with oven roasted potatoes and homemade applesauce.  I also made homemade 5 cheese mac and cheese with crab.  My sister informed me I was welcome to move in an cook for them any time....yeah, hold your breath and let me know how that works for you!  My dad managed to clean his plate every single time.  Job well done.  
     I was able to have some brisket and pulled pork while in Arkansas, so a good time was had by all....ish.  I managed to get a massage while there and had gone in my PJ's, because I knew I would need a shower after.  When my brother-in-law picked me up, he informed me we had to stop at Wallymart to pick up fixins for what dad wanted for supper.  I will add yet another phrase to my list of things I NEVER imagined I would EVER say, "Even in my pajamas (that were purchased at wallymart), I was still one of the best dressed people in wallymart."  I survived Arkansas and flew back to Chicago for some serious shopping and quality time with my boys.
     I arrived back on the evening of the 30th, and Becky was kind enough to pick me up.  My sons both had to work and I was not feeling at all well...still...so my New Years Eve celebration was surf and turf, cooked by Becky, and everyone was off to bed by 9:30pm.  (booze count = 0)  My boys were not too thrilled that I left a bit of booze unopened at their house.  The best laid plans got hocked up in a wad of phlegm.  
     I wound up staying a few days longer then anticipated, so I was able to accomplish many things, do a TON of shopping and see my boys.  I also talked to a realtor and finance person, about possibly buying something when I come back in the summer.  Hard to really concentrate on anything coughing up a lung or two.  Did I mention I felt like shit the entire time I was home?  
     The ONLY downside to staying with Becky was an unforeseen water issue.  She had plenty of hot water, but NO pressure in the upper floor of the house.  We could do laundry in the basement, cook and do dishes on the first floor, but there was no bath/shower upstairs.  I was able to run by the boys and take a shower, but Anny had to call on a favor from a friend and borrow their tub.  We wound up spending the day that the plumber arrived at a spa :-) They had hot tubs, saunas both wet and dry, and a fabulous Korean restaurant.  I have to say it was FABULOUS and will plan to return.  I just need to remember that dry saunas are NOT recommended for osteoarthritis as they further dry out already dry joints. :-(  I am happy to say that I have since been informed that the plumber was able to fix it and there is now plenty of hot water upstairs too.
     Another thing I managed to do was get my driver's license renewed.  It had been stolen, but I was able to get in and out of the DMV in the 3 weeks I was home.  I also got a haircut AND was able to convince Michael that he should get one too....it helped I paid...and we got matching haircuts....LOL

     On the way home from haircuts we stopped by this house.  I can not make this up, it was FABU!  I am just sorry you can't quite make out the Burberry porch.

     Here is where we get to the "little things".  One of the things I had been unable to find ANYWHERE in Saudi, was a white cotton blanket for my bed.  ALL of their blankets are that super hot fake fuzzy shit that is NOT conducive to hot flash relief.  My only issue in Chicago was the fact that the Target I hit did not have a full sized blanket, but a twin is almost perfect.  SCORE!  That little extra layer is perfect and I slept like a baby.  I was also able to get the folding shelf units I could not find here.  I was FINALLY able to organize my pantry.  As soon as I get a hold of an Instant Pot, it is ON like donkey kong!
     I hit the clearence rack at Old Navy hard.  I am pretty sure I have mentioned that there are NO dressing rooms in Saudi.  You have to purchase, take home, try on, and then return within their 30 minutes (really 3 days) return policy.  At least at Old Navy, I know an XL shirt or pants will fit almost every.single.time!  I got 2 bags of Garrets Chicago mix, a box of Frango Mints, and most all of the food stuffs I cannot get in Saudi.  One of my BEST scores was 4 boxes of Triscuits.  I bought 2 boxes of reduced fat, and 2 boxes of ginger/lemongrass.  They were on sale for $2.50 per box.  WHEN I can find them in Saudi they are almost $9.00 per box.  Tons of instant Starbucks coffee, cocoa, and mochas.  These are NOT available here at all.  (little things)
    
 My OWN personal full size fridge with manual ice-maker!  How can you shock anything in an ice bath if you have no ice?
This is the after picture of my pantry.  Forgot to do the before.

I am not completely done, but EVERYTHING is accessible and organized.  I just need a few more storage containers (think flour) and baskets and it is DONE.  My roomie will be thrilled!  I was able to buy non-metric measuring cups and spoons as well.  (little things)

Ok, that is it for now.  The journey home is (cringe)worthy of its own post.  HAPPY NEW YEAR!  May good things come your way.




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