I Haven't Forgotten About You Blog

No, I haven't forgotten....just haven't been too inspired to post anything in the last 18 months. I hope to change that.

Joy

Photo obtained from here.

Joy comes in many forms and in the last 4 days we have been witness to two. The first being the Royal Wedding of Prince William to Catherine Middleton, now known the world over as the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge. I have to admit I was interested but not so ensconced it was all I could think about until the day of the wedding. We had a small viewing party watching a recording of the big event. My friends, Mary and Jennifer, brought over some homemade scones and English tea and we watched the spectacle in awe. It was beautiful and everything a wedding should be: two people in love, gorgeous wedding gown, happy spectators, lush surroundings and music that sounded like it came from the heavens. The joy around the world was undeniable and we all couldn't help but feel it.

We had our second viewing of the wedding at our shop aka The Singalodeon, last night so our children could bear witness to this momentous occasion in history. After the kiss on the balcony was sealed we turned off the recording. Our TV just so happened to be on FOX News with Geraldo Rivera and a breaking news headline that read: Osama bin Laden is Dead. Anita and I looked at each other with blank looks on our faces and we both screamed out "What!?!"

The next hour was spent sitting in shock watching the news. Osama bin Laden? Dead? America has been trying to get this al-Quaida/ Taliban leader for years, even before his horrific attacks on 9/11. This was wonderful joyous news though in a completely different sense. Amercians came out in droves at both the White House and where the Twin Towers stood in celebration of the demise of this awful man.

Two different occassions. Two different senses of joy. Two moments in history.


Photo obtained from here.

Oh, The Irony

So I just updated the songs I can't get out of my head and I realized that they are mostly upbeat dance club songs. I have no motivation to move yet the songs I like right now are all about going to the club, dancing the night away and have a great time. Interesting....

NO-tivation

I have renamed motivation "NO-tivation" as I have none, even as I look around at the piles of things that are stacked high and the to-do lists swarming in my mind are plenty - it's not enough to get me out of this funk. I don't know why I feel so heavy, barely able to move. I'm not sick, just really tired and not excited about anything. I shouldn't be depressed but I think I might be.....or maybe I'm just really really really bored. This grey dreary weather is mostly to blame. Yesterday it was sunny and a little bit warm. I embraced the day and actually smiled. I got out the yard tools and worked for a bout 30 minutes before I pooped out and had to call it a day. I was hoping the new found enthusiasm would carry itself for at least 24 hours but it didn't. Like the wind up flashlight that holds a charge for about 15 minutes that is about as long as I lasted. So I sit here, staring at the computer trying to muster up enough energy to do something.....anything.

Happy "Spongebob" Valentine's Day!

Annabelle made her Valentine box shaped like Spongebob Squarepants. The Valentine's go through his mouth. She was very excited about the design and crafted the box all by herself -with help from Dad and his box knife.

I remember Valentine's parties at school all too well, back then we could pick and choose who we sent Valentine's to and now I feel terrible for not giving them out to everybody.

Hope your Valentine's day is wonderful. We are celebrating with a lovely fish stick dinner by candlelight. Oooooh.....

If You Give Molly a Pooper Scooper

If you give Molly a pooper scooper she's going to go outside and clean up after her dog. While she's out in the yard she'll notice that the tomato plants have frozen and are in need of being taken to the yard recycling. While she's tearing out the tomato plants she glances up and sees that the telephone line to the neighbors house is a lot lower. Upon investigation she sees that the Elderberry tree has grown over the wire and is weighing it down. She then goes over to the elderberry tree and trims the branches. While picking up the branches she pulls up a weed in the 3 seasons garden. One weed leads to three, ten and twenty weeds. While she tkaes the weeds down to the side of the road she discovers that the wheelbarrow has a hard time getting through the tall grass. She grabs the lawn mower and begins to mow the yeard. The lawnmower wheel rolls over a turd that was buried in the tall grass. Where did Molly set down that pooper scooper?

Nate Update

It's already been two months gone since "The Incident" or "The Stroke" or whatever it is you'd like to call it. Since that time we've been constantly reminded of the miracle that occured. Nate's recovery has been an interesting one. We were coached on what steps to take for his physical recovery but no one really talked us through the mental recovery. That has been the hardest. Everything is starting to mellow out now but in the weeks prior Nate was found to be goofing around one minute and extremely somber the next. He still needs his 12 hours of rest in any given time frame of the day. Since naps have been hard to come by he usually sacks out around 8 pm and wakes up very reluctantly at 7:15 am.

One other thing we realized is that the doctors warned against Nate drinking beer but they never specified why. Now we all know how much Nate loves his beer but unfortunately he learned on two seperate occasions that blood thinners and Coumadin do not a match made in heaven make. To put it nicely, Nate becomes a mischievious little devil and then doesn't remember anything once the beer buzz subsides. I remember it all too well and don't appreciate being the one to apologize for his behavior nor do I enjoy babysitting a 37 year old. I have since put forth an alcohol ban on poor Tro. Thankfully, he has agreed and has adjusted his drink palete to include O' Douls and Coors Cutter.

We are both seeing the light at the end of the tunnel as far as catching up with Don's Plumbing work. Nate has noticed that the doctor bills are going to be the easy thing to take care of as it's the plumbing bills we've gotten behind on that are a titch worrisome. We're working hard though to get caught up on it all.

So that's about it. Sometimes I forget that this thing even happened or maybe it's because I want to push it out of my mind, then we'll come across someone who didn't know the story and we find ourselves reliving it again through the retelling.

I need to make the appointment to see the neurologist in Boise in November, this will consist of another CT scan. Poor Nate, I'm sure we'll need to worry about what all this radiation has done to his body at some point but that's for another time. I'm so glad he's doing well and that he is here. He is too.