Thursday's Happening
Hello sweet friends,
I have finally managed to vanquish my headache today. I still don't feel quite up to par, but I will try to post a bit of this week's adventures.
First of all I want to relate something very personal that happened to me on Sunday afternoon when I was driving up to Waco. I was very nearly in a bad, bad car wreck. The kind where several cars smash into one another, like a chain reaction. The details are not important. What is important that I discovered that I really am not ready to die after all. I have wished and prayed for God to take me home several times since Butch passed, but on Sunday, all I could do was Thank God that I was still alive. I consider that a milestone of sorts. I still cry almost every day. I cried this morning, but I can see that my family still needs me. I guess God has more work for me to do here on Earth. So I will try to remember that feeling of extreme relief and gratitude when I realized that I had somehow escaped harm and carry on with my life here on Earth. God will bring me home when the time is right and not a minute before.
So. I had to go to Waco to help Carrie with a situation with her two dogs. I just don't have the energy to relate the whole tale, but basically a neighbor was walking her dog and somehow all three dogs wound up in a snarling snapping scuffle. I won't say "fight" because it really wasn't a dog fight. However, this neighbor, who is rather elderly, became entangled in the leash, fell down, and in the scuffle, one of the dogs nipped her on the thumb. The old woman panicked, ran home, and called the police. Later, she refused medical treatment (see? it wasn't much of a bite at all), but she just couldn't identify which dog bit her. So now all three dogs are quarantined, including HERS, which made her mad enough to spit, but really, if she couldn't say for sure which one bit her, then it could have just as easily been her own dog--even the police said so. By state law the dogs have to stay quarantined for 10 days. Oy vey. This is going to cost a pretty penny when it's all said and done. And it made my Carrie so upset. She cried and cried. Those dogs are her babies.
There's more to the story, but that's enough for now.
Anyway, since I was already there, I stayed an extra day and cleaned out the closet in the soon-to-be nursery. I drove home yesterday and encountered not one but TWO major accidents on I35. I HATE driving that road!
But I'd better get used to it, because I'm going to be driving it a LOT in the next few weeks. Carrie and I start child birth classes on Monday (yes, THIS Monday) and I'll have to go up every Monday for the next four weeks. We had thought we could do the classes in January, but turns out they are not offering the classes in December or January. And the baby is due mid-February, so it's now or never.
I have quite an intensive schedule coming up. On Saturday, we are going to Austin to view Butch's flag flying at the state capital. On Monday I drive up to Waco for Childbirth class #1. Drive home on Tuesday. Drive to Nacogdoches on Wednesday and stay until Saturday. Drive home on Saturday, and then drive back to Waco on the following Monday for Childbirth class #2. Have Thanksgiving. Then back to Waco again for the next two Mondays. Whew!
I will be too busy to do much sewing, that's for sure. So I spent today cleaning up and consolidating and organizing all my sewing/craft stuff in my bedroom. And then I got the porta-crib and the changing table moved in from the garage and set up in my bedroom, too. Remember Mom has both of my spare bedrooms, so the only place for the baby to go is in my room. It's getting pretty crowded in there! Between the sewing machine, the baby's things, and my bedroom furniture, I'm just about down to having little pig trails weaving in and out of all the stuff.
Oh, and I forgot to say that Carrie has decided for sure to name the baby Caralee. So I have to stop calling her Pita now. We all really like the name Pita, but we just cannot name the baby Pita Poe. Really we can't. That's a terrible name and the kids would all call her "Pee Pee". But Pita can be her family nickname.
I've got to kick back now. Time for crochet on the couch! Love you all so dearly.
Vickie
Yvonne: I am so sorry to hear about your Aunt. Had she been ill?
We've had rainy weather lately. Can't even get the lawn mowed. By the time it's dry enough to mow, we may not be able to see over the blades of grass!!
I have a sleep study next week. Am anxious to see what it shows. My sleep is still disrupted.
Roof repairs are complete! Now on to the next thing which is to get the cartridges inside the shower valves replaced. That happens on Monday. Also have to find out why the vent pipe for the gas stove (heating) seems to be at a bit of an angle. Don't know if the roofers bumped it or whether it was put on that way when the repair for that was done in early October.
I've been reading OFF but not posting. Took a little "me" time which I needed.
I hope you have a good evening. I'm going to try to do just that (including sleep).
Hugs and kisses,
Cindy P.
