Sunday, March 30, 2008
Saturday, March 29, 2008
So thanks Prednisone for making my evenings quieter, my throat calmer, and giving me a bit of a boost during the day. Funny doctor mentioned that it might make me jittery. Well, it hasn't (I was hoping for some extra mojo during the day here), but it sure is easier to breathe, and every bit counts!
So over the next few days I'll be filling you in on some cool stuff that we did over the past week and a half. We have plane rides filled with puke, video chats with cousins, a super kid produced show for you, lumpy bumpy jeep rides, peeing in a national forest (you don't get to see that but I'll share), and most of all a wedding (not mine silly...that's over and done with almost 10 years ago). So keep checking back in and I'll get these loaded in as my waking hours allow. I'm still on Take Care of Suzie Duty, but really thanking Tom and the kids for taking care of themselves the past few days. When Mom says that she can't make you lunch, it's great to know that they'll not starve. Good kids. Great hubby. Nite nite for now!
Monday, March 24, 2008
Monday, March 17, 2008
We're heading out of town tomorrow and so we hauled Bunsen off to the vet (the vet who loves Bunsen a lot and always has a big huge smile for him when he comes to visit) so he could rest and relax in the care of someone else for a few days. So our house is quiet, and kinda creepy. And tomorrow, when we leave and Tom is here by himself (he's flying out later this week) it's going to be even quieter...and even MORE creepy - and he's already mentioned that! How weird is that? How will we possibly cope when we are old and there aren't any more pets or kids around...
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Oh - mine are all black and all knit - nothing fancy adn certianly not pink.)
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Monday, March 10, 2008
For instance, getting up on time Sunday morning was a grown up challenge. Regardless of your parenting skills, or whether you are a parent or not, your ability to change the clocks and abide by daylight savings time is tested twice a year. This time we passed the challenge. Getting the kids out the door all dressed, clean, and with all the stuff they need for the activity at 9am in the morning? Parenting challenge, and we were covered on that one. However, we're generally late...grown-up challenge failure...sigh...that's the one we're still working on...
Sunday, March 09, 2008
Thursday, March 06, 2008
Anyway, slowly over time her health failed, but she still was very high functioning. She learned how to cope with her limitations, and we as a family learned how best we could help her out and manage her illness as well (it really is a family affair). Looking towards the future I saw my Mom and Dad getting older, and my mom needed higher and higher levels of care (and who knew about Dad). Before she died she was able to care for herself, but had odd schedules and many limitations on activities. She could go out and do things, but there were sacrifices that had to be made on her part and ours in order to make those things happen. The thing that struck most people about my Mom wasn't that she was ill in any way, but that she was so strong and tough to be able to manage as well as she did with this illness, and at the same time, so giving, encouraging, and loving. She was an impressive person all the way around. So, our looking to the future (or at least mine) always involved Mom and/or Dad getting old and needing assisted living or some type of help medically and physically. It was a discussion that she and I had on several occasions, necessitated by the fact that both she and Dad were getting older, and who knew, just in case, etc.
So you can imagine how startled I was when she and Dad called and told us that she had a brain tumor - a very bad brain tumor that would eventually kill her. Here I had planned on having her around for years and years, albeit in a nursing home situation after I was no longer able to care for her, but that was 15-20 years down the road in my mind. What a shock to hear that she had an inoperable brain tumor and only a few months to live. She passed away two months after she was diagnosed. The one thing that I would have bet money on to kill her in the end didn't. Something completely different snuck up on us and got her. How startling that thought was.
This is originally posted over at DC Metro Moms.
Wednesday, March 05, 2008
The basement is flooding slowly as the rain falls and I feel the need to suck up the water periodically.
The election results are tricklng in and I can't help myself...at all.
The cough medicine hasn't quite kicked in.
I have this really weird clock that tells me that it's time to get up late and go to bed late.
But most of all I've turned three again and don't want to give up the day because it was such a good one. Ever have one of those days where everything goes the way you want it to? One that's so good that you don't mind paying $5 for an hour's worth of parking? Yes, it was that good of a day.
Monday, March 03, 2008
Then last week my in-laws called and asked if we had the setup to talk to them via the Internet, and that feeling of breathing in technology's dust as it whipped past us came rushing back. It is somewhat painful when the generation above you knows more about this than you do. But this wasn't the case. We did have the bits and pieces needed, and realized after a brief conversation with technical support (real technical support not just my husband - he had the conversation with the computer manufacturer due to some weird glitch) that we were up and running. And what did our kids do when they got on the video chat with the grandparents you ask?
Well, they watched themselves on the big TV. They danced. They made faces. They dashed in front of each other, waved their hands in front of their faces, and completely ignored the fact that their grandparents - who are in another state - were sitting there attempting to carry on a conversation with them. I'm sure you know EXACTLY what this behavior is - we've all done it at one point or another in our lives, but generally we're the only ones watching (well that or the store security!). So, while the conversation went very quickly, the grandparents, being the wonderful grandparents that they are, loved every minute of it. They didn't care if the kids yelped and screamed, or that they they danced around too fast for the camera to track. They saw their grandkids live, in full moving color. They just loved it. Guess we'll need to let the kids have some play time before the next call, but man oh man. This is the coolest thing. And yes, I know that it's been around forever, but you have to admit that the first time you saw Aunt Sue / Your Best Friend Rita from college / your brand new niece Jenny live on your computer screen you thought it was cool too.
This post is cross posted over at DC Metro Moms Blog.
Sunday, March 02, 2008
Saturday, March 01, 2008
So we loaded the larger version of me into Tom's truck and headed out on the normally short drive to the hospital that ended up taking a very, very long time in the snow.
We arrived, slept a bit, then shortly after Ian and Sam arrived! We were a very thankful Momma and Daddy (See large pregnant lady in above pic and image the cool guy behind the camera)
See here's the cool daddy with Sam: