Sunday, June 29, 2008
Jim was here when I returned home from church this morning. It really was great to see him home. I missed him. Tomorrow (Monday) I take my sister to the St. Louis airport. I'm going to miss her too. It has been so nice to have her here to take care of mom and dad for awhile.
So, next week I have to get back into my routines. It sure has been nice to have a little ME time!
I hope everyone has a great week. Huggsssss
Friday, June 27, 2008
Even with the sugar high the kids were worn out and once we got them down for the night we sat on the porch (with blankets around us because it was so cool!) and visited. We had a great time and got to know a nephew and his family who we really didn't know very well before. How cool is that?
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
He refused to go to the emergency room (of course). So I googled concussion. Watch for headache (yep), dizziness (yep), ringing of ears (yep), nausea (nope). Seek medical attention if nausea or headache persists for a long period of time. Ok. So I let him lay down and woke him up every half hour. At one point he asked me why I had let the little kitten in that was hiding behind the wood stove. That kinda freaked me because there was nothing behind the stove... Finally around midnight he sat up and said the ringing in his ears had stopped. We sat and talked awhile and then I let him go to bed. I'll have to admit I didn't sleep well and kept waking him up throughout the night.
Today he seems just fine - thank goodness! It sure made me stop and think about how fragile life is and how quickly it can be taken from us.
Have to get going now. Get to go to the mean ol' dentist today. Later!
Saturday, June 21, 2008
The flower bed itself needs some TLC. The drought last year killed off quite a few of my perennials and I didn't get them replanted this year. Ironically, it has been too wet LOL. The cactus plant of course survived the drought - now I'll have to wait and see if it survives all of this moisture.
Mom and dad gave me this Clematis for my birthday ten years ago. Every year I can't wait to see how pretty it is going to be. The hummingbirds just love it. I've seen my share of butterflies drinking from its nectar too.
This is a picture of our house and the brick walkway leading to it. (See my kitty cat, Baby?) I'm not sure if you can tell by looking, but the house is Log. We designed and built the house ourselves 27 years ago. We bought lengths of log from a log company and cut them to size using a chain saw. About ten years ago Jefferson City did a lot of street work and had to dig up some of the old brick streets. They dumped the bricks in a private landfill. Each day we would let them dump and then we'd pull them back out (no, they wouldn't just let us get them direct from them - sigh - so we got permission from the landfill owner to retrieve them). We used the bricks to lay the sidewalk from the upper drive down to the house. Pretty cool, huh.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Mom will not remember any of this day but it meant the world to my dad. Here are a few pictures from their special day.
This is my mom and my oldest grandson, Travis. She watched him each day for the first six weeks of his life. There is something to say about early bonding. She still asks how he is but doesn't know him when she sees him. Travis originally took her Alzheimer's disease hard. Now he just spends as much time with her that he can.
With most of the great grandkids. My grandkids are all of the kids in the back (with the exception of the cutie boy in the red shirt) and the two sweeties next to my dad.
Sunday, June 8, 2008
Friday, June 6, 2008
Earlier this week we went to our 12 year old grandson's baseball game. As we walked into the ball field, our three year old grandson, Austin, came running, ready for hugs. Imagine my surprise when I saw his mohawk! I luaghed until I cried. Apparently my daughter and her family had attended a party the weekend before where everyone dressed up as someone from a rock band. (yes, the tattoo is fake...) I'm not sure who Austin was supposed to be, but he ended up with the mohawk out of the deal. My mind immediately went to this joke that has been around for years:
"An old man is sitting on a bench in central park when a teenager with a
rainbow hair-dyed mohawk spiked up like a punk rocker and a nose ring sits down
next to him. The man begins to stare at him for a long time in shock. Then the
teenager says, "What you looking at old man?" The man replys, "Nothing,
nothing." Again the man begins to stare at him for a long time and the teen
says, "What's your problem, old man, you never did anything crazy when you were
a kid?" The old man replies, "Yeah, the thing is when I was a teen I got real,
real drunk and fucked a parrot, and I am trying to figure out if you are my
Austin is spending the night with us tonight. He has peed in his pants twice - just out of ornriness I think. Then he told me he had to go poop. I took him into the bathroom, just knowing he had already done the deed. Surprise, surprise, surprise.. he hadn't. I got him on the pot and he looked at me and said "here comes a big one".... and lordy that boy was right! What a kid.
On a more serious note, please say a prayer for this little guy. He is going in for open heart surgery on July 29th to fix a hole in his heart. His chances of a long life are great but yet... anytime they operate, there is danger. He is a pretty special grandson.
Monday, June 2, 2008
I think what I like most about meeting people over the internet is that I am able to get to know a person without all the filters I normally use, such as looks, where they live, what they do for a living, bad habits, and on and on and on... I've found that by the time I get around to finding out the details, my friends' heart and soul and true personalities have already shown through and the warts just don't matter. One of my best friends was an "old hippie" who continued to smoke marijuana until he died. In real life I would have run the other way, rather than become friends with a "druggie". What a shame that would have been. I have another friend who is an alcoholic. Again, in real life I would never have gotten to know this wonderful person because of all the filters I use.
Of course on the internet people lie and take advantage of others, just like in real life. I've had it happen to me and I know others have had it happen to them. On several occasions I've sent people money or paid their ISP bill so they could stay online. Only once was I "burned" by doing that. If a person is lying or taking advantage of me, it shows eventually and I chalk it up to experience and move on. Overall the good experiences have far outweighed the bad.
I don't chat very much anymore. I guess it has lost its magic for me. I feel bad about that because at some level I feel like I have abandoned people who I consider friends. But my heart is just no longer in it. Nowadays when I go into a chat room I feel like a stranger who has happened into a party that is in full swing - or I feel like I have entered a morgue because the room is empty... Yea, I still miss my buddy Pete lol, no matter what time I finally came online, he was there waiting for me.
This has been a rambling blog, prompted by reading other blogs. We are all dealing with real issues in our lives. We've been sharing each other's happiness and sadness. So, thank you my internet friends. Even though I'm not online very much anymore, I hold you all dear in my heart.