Here's February!
Good morning my sweet sistas!
I'm up early this morning. Been up for the last couple of hours. My hip woke me up. It was aching and I just couldn't get easy. I thought to myself, "Well that's a new one." Getting old is so much fun.
So it's February. I have always hated February. When I was younger it seemed everyone had a boyfriend or a special date on Valentine's day but me. And traditionally it's the darkest coldest winter month in Texas. And I like warmth and sunshine. And then my sweet daddy died in February. So I don't like February. BUT...now that little Caralee is coming and she'll have a February birthday, maybe I'll have to change my mind about that!
I'm taking Mom shopping today. Oh she's driving me crazy. This sounds awful but I am so looking forward to having a month apart from her. We need a break.
I need to call Mr. Bug-a-meister this morning. I'm still finding live ticks in the house. Not as many as before, to be sure, but even one tick is too many!
Also I'm calling a storage place near here to see if I can park my little trailer there. My neighbor out at the lake said I could park it on the vacant lot I sold to him last month, but I have made up my mind not to ever go back out there again. I just can't. And it's not a convenient place to keep the trailer anyway. And my HOA doesn't allow me to keep a trailer parked in my very own driveway. Grrr. So I have to find a home for it today or tomorrow.
I have a little more straightening and rearranging to do in my bedroom/closet but I'm nearly done. I have to have it all ready for when I return here with Carrie and baby in a few weeks. It's going to be crowded enough without us tripping and falling over all my messes.
It's hard not having a guest room. Over and over again I regret moving my mom in here with me. Not that I don't love her. And I'm glad she's not living so far away in Nacogdoches. But I think she and I both would have been happier if she had moved into a retirement center. Oh well. I can't suggest such a thing at this point without hurting her feelings deeply. And I can't do that. But I think she would be happier if she had friends her own age around her. And I would be happier living alone.
Well I've bubbled in the tub long enough.I'd better get moving. Love you all!
Vickie
Good Morning Vickie and OFF,
Vickie, it sounds like you are busy, as usual. Once that adorable baby arrives, you will be even busier. Carrie is so blessed to have you to help her at this time.
I got my Valentine's started yesterday, but have more to make. I only have a couple started, but don't have anything written in them. I spent a lot of time cutting out hearts, and started gluing them. Still have more to do.
Yesterday was my Christopher's 38th birthday. I got to talk to him a little bit, before he and Casey went out. I'm so proud of him. Plus, since Sean works for him, he was able to give me an update on how he's doing at his job. I don't ask. He volunteers the information.
Well, I better scoot.
Hugs,
Trish
Albert Schweitzer
Hey it IS February. The days got by me. I feel like it is mid-afternoon. I woke up early so got up, made up my bed to be sure I wouldn't get back in it, and got re-started on my kitchen cabinet clean out. Had to wait for hubby to bring me the boxes he wanted me to use, so while waiting I started in on one of the bedroom's closet. Now had two rooms torn apart. Finally got what I needed from hubby and pretty much finished the kitchen. The bedroom closet is emptied and sorted through. Trash out at the street, today is garbage day, donations bagged up and keepers on the bed. Now to put it all back in the proper places. I need a break so here I am sitting and typing. In a little while I'll get the bedroom back in place and then get back to gathering tax data. With that I can use my brain and give my body a rest. Yes Vickie, getting old is so much fun, actually it sucks, but what is one to do. If my joints were ok I'd be hell on wheels. I am actually very healthy otherwise.
Yesterday we went to see the opera Rusalka, a little mermaid story based on a Czech tale written prior to the Hans Christian Anderson tale and a little darker. It was fabulous. Can't even describe it. The voices were great as expected but it was so much more physical than any opera I have ever seen. The underwater scenes had the characters twirling and floating just like they were in water. They were being moved by several men dressed totally in black including masks. This included tails of course. We are talking singers not dancers here. The character of Rusalka's father was a little older and the best way I can describe him is he looked a little like a frog. He wore tights only. He was short and squat with a pot belly and those movement guys had him off the ground floating on his back, standing five or so feet off the ground, and chasing after sea nymphs. Of course to make it even more real some characters were dropped in from the fly area (ceiling) and were hanging half way between the ceiling and floor all with awesome lighting. HGO's productions are mind boggling. I am so lucky to have such high quality performances so close by. Oh well guess I can't stall any longer. Back to work,
Sending good thoughts to those in pain both physical and emotional. Everyone seems so busy which I guess is a good thing.
Good afternoon Vickie and everyone.....
A very sad day for my daughter, Jamie, Megan, Nic, Gracie, and me. Kippley died this morning. Jamie and Megan were on the way there. They didn't get there in time. Kippley went over the Rainbow Bridge. Kippley died quietly in her sleep. She had Megan's friends and the clinic staff with her at all times. It is a relief to know she wasn't alone. Their friends are having her cremated and then they will spread her ashes in a very special "Butterfly Garden".
I am sure you all know but please don't mention any of this on Facebook.
Jamie and Megan had to go to work. Jamie said, Audit week, Payroll week and Blizzard week...no choice, that is her job. Nic and Grace are in school. They don't know yet. Jamie and Megan will post later after the kids know. I would rather it is kept quiet. Thank you all so much.
Sorry, I am sad and I am concerned about my family. I will read your posts as I always do. I just don't feel up to replying right now.
Prayers for our loving OFF family and their families.
Much love and many hugs to all.....connie d 
Oh, so sorry about Kippley, Connie! How very sad. Poor little thing. I know y'all will be upset--you can't help it--but try to remember that Kippley had a good life and a loving family. That is as much as you can do for a pet. Y'all will miss her, of course. But she was loved. Now she's waiting for you on the other side.
Love you, sweet friend!
Vickie
Dear Vickie...I am so sorry that you are feeling so stressed, even now...grieving is a process...there is no RIGHT or WRONG way to go through it..each person grieves in their own way and reacts in different ways too. I send you much love and comforting energy.
Connie...always hard to lose a loved one, even the furry kind..sending loving and healing energy.
I was invited to a lovely afternoon party yesterday at a local B&B right on the Niagara River...it was a TROPICAL VACATION party and we all had to dress for the tropics...the food was awesome...I picked and ate wisely...loved the fruit kabobs especially...we learned how to SALSA and the company was really fun and I met many ladies who do amazing work.
When I got home, all I had to do for supper was to heat up a CHEESEBURGER PIE that I had made the day before..actually took one pie to our BPW NIAGARA Executive Meeting Lunch and kept the second for us...wow, John actually LIKES it! Added a simple green salad and voila...supper! Derek was over for supper too before work and I sent some home with him. I believe there is enough for John and I tonight.
Waiting for them both to return home..they drove up to Toronto to pick up some equipment and now on their way home, they have hit the Toronto RUSH HOUR TRAFFIC...that is always BAD! So I am not worried, just aware, of them being out there...waiting to see Derek's truck come into the driveway and knowing they are safely home again.
It seems that my "step grand daughters' paternal grand mother is upset that the girls call us Oma and Opa...she actually posted on the internet that I am NOT their grand mother. Technically, she is correct...there is no blood between us. But my son is their StepDad who they live dearly and John and I have welcomed them into our family and TREAT THEM as if they are our own....we are not trying to REPLACE the girls' "real" grand parents but are just MORE family to love them. In fact, John and I are far more active in the girls' lives than their paternal grand parents are.
I have been saving toilet paper rolls and Kaylee and I will be making little colourful OWLS (see my facebook page) as candy holders for Valentines day for her class. The 13 yr old is not so into this but Kaylee is ten and loves crafts. This Sunday, we will be there and she and I can put the crafts together....meanwhile, I have rolls and coloured paper and have printed out strips saying "OWL be your Valentine...love from Kaylee" and will buy red and white jellybeans to fill the owls.
Well, time for a cup of tea..still waiting for my guys to return,
Nancy B
