I almost titled this "Fixing Bob" - but that has unfortunate connotations so I reverted to "Repairing".
A couple of weeks ago Bob was injured during his favorite past time. He had been jumping around and flying through the air with the greatest of ease - he's very agile like that - when Case suddenly spotted a tear on Bob's back. Bob is Case's favorite stuffed animal. Since he was about a year old, Bob has gone everywhere with Case. They shared a crib, watched TV together, went to the grocery with Mom, and even went to the doctor together. Once Mommy saw how important Bob was to Case, she did the only responsible thing a Mommy could do and asked Mommom to buy a couple more as back-up. You know the rule - one for the hand, one for the wash, and one as an ace in the hole. I know that's got to be a rule somewhere. Anyway, once Case saw the tear in Bob's back, Mommy couldn't wash Bob or let another Bob out to play. Case said Bob had a "boo-boo". Oh, no! Now what do we do?
Why, we call Mommom of course! Case was relieved to hear that Mommom would come and repair Bob as soon as possible. When I got there, he was so excited he forgot where he'd left Bob and Mommy had to help. He was in the bathroom - right where he'd been left before going to preschool that day. Whew!
It didn't take very long to sew up the 1/2 inch tear and when I gave Bob to Case, he carefully looked where the tear had been. He couldn't find it and hugged Bob tight. Then he looked at Bob's face, turned Bob's face toward Mommy and me and said, "Bob's happy! See?" I'm not sure about Bob but I'm certain that Case was a very happy little boy. Bob was doing flips and flying within minutes.
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A few month's ago Elizabeth had gotten Bob (2) out to play and had forgotten to put Bob (1) in the washer. A little later Case came running through the house...."Mom, look! (holding up both Bobs) Bob has a friend!" He was so excited about Bob having a friend that Mommy let him play with both. When he took his nap, she took Bob (1) and put him in the washer. When Case woke, he looked and looked for Bob's friend. Finally he asked Mommy where Bob's friend could be. Mommy wisely said, "Bob's friend's mother called and said it was time for Bob's friend to come home and take a nap." Case was sad but didn't fuss - after all, you always obey your Mommy!
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Time has a way of changing everything...
I wish sometimes that things could be like they were when I was growing up. I drive through my hometown and see all the changes and it almost breaks my heart. The bank is now an insurance office, the main shopping store is now a discount furniture store with tacky furniture in the window. The old drugstore is now the newspaper office. The dress shop is bricked up and has a red front door (maybe a private residence?) The theatre is shut down, the hotel is closed and the dining room out of business as well. My grade school looks great because it is used as an Early Start and programs for parents. The restaurant where I used to go for lunch while I was in grade school is gone and there is a carpet store there now. About all that looks the same are the churches and even one or two of them have added buildings and made changes that just don't seem to fit. They've built a Dollar General Store right in the middle of a strip of older homes not too far from our house and the new fire department building is built on the corner of our lane. There is a park there too and I'll admit both are great assets. My middle/high school is now the county middle school. The new high school combined all of the county schools and is as big as some high schools in Lexington - in other words, too big.
When Wal-Mart moved in, it killed the businesses around the court house square. It will never be the same. Even is we got rid of Wal-Mart - which is impossible, the town wouldn't have the same feel. Businesses could relocate back to the square but the feeling wouldn't be the same. Someone told me the theatre was going to be reopened but it's been a year and nothing has happened. I miss the old town, I miss the people and the slower way of living - Thursday at noon every business closed down for the afternoon. You won't find that type of feeling anywhere around here any time soon, if ever. I miss the fact that I knew almost everyone and that if I didn't know them, my parents or grandparents did. I miss sitting in church with my parents and grandparents. I miss hearing Grandad begin to snore and his "wap, wap, wap" when Grandma would poke him in the ribs with her elbow. I miss sitting on the back row of church because I was deemed mature enough to sit there and behave. I miss singing out of the hymnals and having Mrs. Stikeleather at the organ and Mrs. Day on the piano. I even miss playing the piano for the Sunday evening worship service. I miss MYF meetings with my friends. I miss swimming in Allen's Lake - where we learned to swim and took lessons every summer for years. I miss parties at my house when we would divide up the list (always increasing) and calling everyone to come, bring either a drink or a snack, and dance the night away. I miss our school Jazz Band (mostly boys from my class) who were always ready and willing to set up and play all evening as well. I loved that my parents would chaperon and that if there was any problem, Daddy would take care of it quietly and efficiently. (Like the night some boys showed up with six-packs of beer - Daddy told them they were welcome but their beer wasn't.)
Small towns have a lot to offer and also some things I'm glad to avoid. I guess. Back then, if you got into trouble, the person knew your parents and told on you immediately. It kept a lot of us from ever getting into trouble so that really was a good thing. Our school teachers were also our Sunday school teachers and more often than not that kept us in line as well. I really wanted to leave, I wanted to see the big city and live the big city life. Now I wonder why. I certainly don't want to move back there, but I wish some of that small town life could have survived. I'm sorry my children didn't get to do some of the things I did but they got to do a lot I never got to do so I guess it sort of evens out in the long run.
When Wal-Mart moved in, it killed the businesses around the court house square. It will never be the same. Even is we got rid of Wal-Mart - which is impossible, the town wouldn't have the same feel. Businesses could relocate back to the square but the feeling wouldn't be the same. Someone told me the theatre was going to be reopened but it's been a year and nothing has happened. I miss the old town, I miss the people and the slower way of living - Thursday at noon every business closed down for the afternoon. You won't find that type of feeling anywhere around here any time soon, if ever. I miss the fact that I knew almost everyone and that if I didn't know them, my parents or grandparents did. I miss sitting in church with my parents and grandparents. I miss hearing Grandad begin to snore and his "wap, wap, wap" when Grandma would poke him in the ribs with her elbow. I miss sitting on the back row of church because I was deemed mature enough to sit there and behave. I miss singing out of the hymnals and having Mrs. Stikeleather at the organ and Mrs. Day on the piano. I even miss playing the piano for the Sunday evening worship service. I miss MYF meetings with my friends. I miss swimming in Allen's Lake - where we learned to swim and took lessons every summer for years. I miss parties at my house when we would divide up the list (always increasing) and calling everyone to come, bring either a drink or a snack, and dance the night away. I miss our school Jazz Band (mostly boys from my class) who were always ready and willing to set up and play all evening as well. I loved that my parents would chaperon and that if there was any problem, Daddy would take care of it quietly and efficiently. (Like the night some boys showed up with six-packs of beer - Daddy told them they were welcome but their beer wasn't.)
Small towns have a lot to offer and also some things I'm glad to avoid. I guess. Back then, if you got into trouble, the person knew your parents and told on you immediately. It kept a lot of us from ever getting into trouble so that really was a good thing. Our school teachers were also our Sunday school teachers and more often than not that kept us in line as well. I really wanted to leave, I wanted to see the big city and live the big city life. Now I wonder why. I certainly don't want to move back there, but I wish some of that small town life could have survived. I'm sorry my children didn't get to do some of the things I did but they got to do a lot I never got to do so I guess it sort of evens out in the long run.
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
June 1, 2011
Despite the weather (rain and cold or hot, hot,hot) May was a pretty good month. We went to Leitchfield early in the month and was able to get Beverly to fill in on the days no one could be there with Mama. I had my second cataract surgery - another success! I can't believe how well I can see out of each eye. Now, if I could just get them to focus and quit giving me double vision, I would be completely happy.
The day after the surgery Dr. Garrett was very pleased with the left eye. He had to lift the lid to see into it. That's three doctor's who've had to lift my lids to see into my eye.
I saw Dr. Alexander last week and he was quite pleased with the condition of the sinus cavities he had to go through to get to the orbital decompression work he did. One of them healed up a little too well but so far I haven't had any trouble with it. I'm to rinse with a Rx to prevent sinus infections. He told me if I want to get my eyelids repaired by Dr. Offutt, I'd better do it soon. Dr. Offutt is getting ready to slow down his surgical work due to back and neck problems.
I have an appointment to talk with Dr. Offutt about the lids. We did discuss it earlier but I wasn't ready to do anything at that time. I guess now I will if he thinks it's time. I really would prefer him to do it if it needs to be done.
That's all. I'm very tired these last few days. I'm ready to crash for a while.
The day after the surgery Dr. Garrett was very pleased with the left eye. He had to lift the lid to see into it. That's three doctor's who've had to lift my lids to see into my eye.
I saw Dr. Alexander last week and he was quite pleased with the condition of the sinus cavities he had to go through to get to the orbital decompression work he did. One of them healed up a little too well but so far I haven't had any trouble with it. I'm to rinse with a Rx to prevent sinus infections. He told me if I want to get my eyelids repaired by Dr. Offutt, I'd better do it soon. Dr. Offutt is getting ready to slow down his surgical work due to back and neck problems.
I have an appointment to talk with Dr. Offutt about the lids. We did discuss it earlier but I wasn't ready to do anything at that time. I guess now I will if he thinks it's time. I really would prefer him to do it if it needs to be done.
That's all. I'm very tired these last few days. I'm ready to crash for a while.
Monday, May 23, 2011
More rain??????
Yesterday just as we were about to grill out, rain started pouring. The thunder and lightening seemed to be right over our house. It didn't last long and as it turned out we could have grilled out after all.
Instead, I heated up the left over chicken and baked a potato for John (also peas) and heated up the left over chicken/pasta from Applebee's for myself. I hope we can grill out tonight.
This morning, early, the rainstorm repeated itself. Just now the weatherman showed the 7 day forecast and every day showed rain/storms. We may not get to cut grass again for a while. Our yard looks pretty good but the rain will make it grow quickly. Mama's yard may be ready to bale again by the time we get there.
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I'm a pretty happy person today. Yesterday at church, Elizabeth let me go pick up Case from his Sunday School class. The look of recognition and excitement and then his realization that he wasn't finished eating his goldfish snack, was adorable. I came in and told him we could take his goldfish with us and then he was very ready to go. He even told me he'd gone to the potty. At first I wasn't sure if he was telling me or asking to go, but when I asked him if he needed to go potty, he said "all done". That was very decisive. Then I got to hold Rhett during Kid's Stuff and he fell asleep in my arms. Then when Avery came down (she's a dancer) she gave me a great hug. I love her beautiful smile.
Amy and Elizabeth were told at least three times how much they look alike. One little girl that Amy had taught at pre-school, put her hands on either side of her face, looked back and forth, and said "This is really freaky." (Or something similar.) I think they enjoy it. I hope so anyway. I certainly get a lot of enjoyment out of it.
Amy told us what happened the night Griffin had stitches put in at the ER. When they were called back the nurse seemed unsure who Amy might be and why she was there. When Amy told her she was Griffin's mother, the nurse asked her how many children she had. When Amy told her three. She asked Amy -- "How old are you?" She was startled by Amy's answer and told her she'd thought she was 28 (I think that's the right number). Amy was thrilled. Then she said to us that she was going to enjoy looking younger than she was as long as it lasted because some day it would change. I think she will always look younger than her age. My mother aged so well no one has believed how old she was for years (including me). There are a couple of similar stories I need to write down. I'll do it soon.
John and I had a very relaxing and enjoyable afternoon.
This week is pretty light. I have a doctor's appt. on Wednesday. An eye appt. on Friday, and best of all, on Thursday we are going over to see Elizabeth and play with Case and Rhett.
I was really tired last night but I feel a little better this morning. I know this makes me sound like an OLD woman but I think the rain makes my arthritis hurt more than usual.
Instead, I heated up the left over chicken and baked a potato for John (also peas) and heated up the left over chicken/pasta from Applebee's for myself. I hope we can grill out tonight.
This morning, early, the rainstorm repeated itself. Just now the weatherman showed the 7 day forecast and every day showed rain/storms. We may not get to cut grass again for a while. Our yard looks pretty good but the rain will make it grow quickly. Mama's yard may be ready to bale again by the time we get there.
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I'm a pretty happy person today. Yesterday at church, Elizabeth let me go pick up Case from his Sunday School class. The look of recognition and excitement and then his realization that he wasn't finished eating his goldfish snack, was adorable. I came in and told him we could take his goldfish with us and then he was very ready to go. He even told me he'd gone to the potty. At first I wasn't sure if he was telling me or asking to go, but when I asked him if he needed to go potty, he said "all done". That was very decisive. Then I got to hold Rhett during Kid's Stuff and he fell asleep in my arms. Then when Avery came down (she's a dancer) she gave me a great hug. I love her beautiful smile.
Amy and Elizabeth were told at least three times how much they look alike. One little girl that Amy had taught at pre-school, put her hands on either side of her face, looked back and forth, and said "This is really freaky." (Or something similar.) I think they enjoy it. I hope so anyway. I certainly get a lot of enjoyment out of it.
Amy told us what happened the night Griffin had stitches put in at the ER. When they were called back the nurse seemed unsure who Amy might be and why she was there. When Amy told her she was Griffin's mother, the nurse asked her how many children she had. When Amy told her three. She asked Amy -- "How old are you?" She was startled by Amy's answer and told her she'd thought she was 28 (I think that's the right number). Amy was thrilled. Then she said to us that she was going to enjoy looking younger than she was as long as it lasted because some day it would change. I think she will always look younger than her age. My mother aged so well no one has believed how old she was for years (including me). There are a couple of similar stories I need to write down. I'll do it soon.
John and I had a very relaxing and enjoyable afternoon.
This week is pretty light. I have a doctor's appt. on Wednesday. An eye appt. on Friday, and best of all, on Thursday we are going over to see Elizabeth and play with Case and Rhett.
I was really tired last night but I feel a little better this morning. I know this makes me sound like an OLD woman but I think the rain makes my arthritis hurt more than usual.
Sunday, May 22, 2011
This is going to be a better day....
This is a good morning. I went to sleep with the rain pouring on the roof. I slept better than I have in a couple of nights.
Sleeping on my right side had been harder than I would have expected. Apparently I have arthritis (obviously would be a better term) in my right hip and when I Iay on it very long it begins to hurt. It feels like a really bad bruise. When I try to move it feels like a really sore muscle. Oh well, at least I CAN still move.
Not much in this post - just feeling much better this morning!
Sleeping on my right side had been harder than I would have expected. Apparently I have arthritis (obviously would be a better term) in my right hip and when I Iay on it very long it begins to hurt. It feels like a really bad bruise. When I try to move it feels like a really sore muscle. Oh well, at least I CAN still move.
Not much in this post - just feeling much better this morning!
Monday, March 21, 2011
Grounded? At my age?
I have been "grounded". This is an all time first for me.... but it is actually a very good feeling!
Normally getting grounded is a punishment but this time it is a good thing. I am so glad to be home again and I'm looking forward to feeling better soon so that I can spend more time with my family.
My activities are being CLOSELY monitored by John. He seems to see my stress before I even realize I have it.
At times, I feel like I've deserted my mother but I know she will be well taken care of and if I don't take better care of myself, I'll be the one who needs full time supervision. Well, I have the supervision but it's okay. There will be times that it will drive me crazy - like when he tells me I can't do something I really would like to do - but most of the time I'll just let him tell me when I've taken on too much or when I need to rest. I've always pushed myself to do more than I really could manage and gotten away with it but now...... I can't!
After being the one in charge at Mama's for so long, it's sort of nice to have someone take care of me for a little while.
I haven't been able to talk to Beverly but I found out that the reason she didn't call was that her husband was in a terrible motorcycle accident and lost a leg. I don't expect to hear from her for a while. We will manage until she is available or until she says she can't do it at all.
MS's friend Sarah is coming to stay with Mama MWF/week from 10am - 5pm. This is every week and since Mama knows and likes her it makes it more 'doable'.
I'm glad to be home. I'm soooooo glad to be home!
Normally getting grounded is a punishment but this time it is a good thing. I am so glad to be home again and I'm looking forward to feeling better soon so that I can spend more time with my family.
My activities are being CLOSELY monitored by John. He seems to see my stress before I even realize I have it.
At times, I feel like I've deserted my mother but I know she will be well taken care of and if I don't take better care of myself, I'll be the one who needs full time supervision. Well, I have the supervision but it's okay. There will be times that it will drive me crazy - like when he tells me I can't do something I really would like to do - but most of the time I'll just let him tell me when I've taken on too much or when I need to rest. I've always pushed myself to do more than I really could manage and gotten away with it but now...... I can't!
After being the one in charge at Mama's for so long, it's sort of nice to have someone take care of me for a little while.
I haven't been able to talk to Beverly but I found out that the reason she didn't call was that her husband was in a terrible motorcycle accident and lost a leg. I don't expect to hear from her for a while. We will manage until she is available or until she says she can't do it at all.
MS's friend Sarah is coming to stay with Mama MWF/week from 10am - 5pm. This is every week and since Mama knows and likes her it makes it more 'doable'.
I'm glad to be home. I'm soooooo glad to be home!
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
What a hectic few days....
The last seven or eight days have been so stressful. However, the end result has been wonderful.
I have been getting more and more tired and the stress didn't help matters at all. John told me he wanted me at home. He said I couldn't be the primary caregiver anymore that I would have to be the primary supervisor of the care for my mother. I have been spending three weeks each month (except for Nov, Dec, Jan, Feb, and Mar - some more and some less) in Leitchfield taking care of the house, groceries, laundry, and paying bills/keeping the budget. I will continue to keep a tight hold on the money but will not worry about the need to spend money when needed. Mary Sue is to tell me before she writes any check. I will post it on that month's budget sheet and keep up with what is going where.
John and I will go down for two or three days each month at the beginning of the month (over a weekend if possible) to take care of the yard/trimming and to check on and visit with Mama.
I plan to hire Beverly to check in on Mama and take care of general household duties. I think she is the ideal person for this job. There will probably be at least six day/month and we will pay her $12/hour (a minimum of two hours regardless of time).
I am so happy to be at home!
Today Avery is spending the day with us because she has had Scarlet Fever and can't go to school until tomorrow. Amy and Tim couldn't stay home any longer so we get to enjoy her for the day. She is so pretty and is getting quite tall. I have a feeling she will be taller than her mother someday.
I have podiatrist appointment this afternoon. I'm a little nervous about it and hope it isn't going to be too painful. (Ingrown toenail)
Tomorrow John and I are going to keep an eye on Case while Elizabeth takes Rhett in for his 4 month checkup. It's hard to believe he's that old already.
I have been getting more and more tired and the stress didn't help matters at all. John told me he wanted me at home. He said I couldn't be the primary caregiver anymore that I would have to be the primary supervisor of the care for my mother. I have been spending three weeks each month (except for Nov, Dec, Jan, Feb, and Mar - some more and some less) in Leitchfield taking care of the house, groceries, laundry, and paying bills/keeping the budget. I will continue to keep a tight hold on the money but will not worry about the need to spend money when needed. Mary Sue is to tell me before she writes any check. I will post it on that month's budget sheet and keep up with what is going where.
John and I will go down for two or three days each month at the beginning of the month (over a weekend if possible) to take care of the yard/trimming and to check on and visit with Mama.
I plan to hire Beverly to check in on Mama and take care of general household duties. I think she is the ideal person for this job. There will probably be at least six day/month and we will pay her $12/hour (a minimum of two hours regardless of time).
I am so happy to be at home!
Today Avery is spending the day with us because she has had Scarlet Fever and can't go to school until tomorrow. Amy and Tim couldn't stay home any longer so we get to enjoy her for the day. She is so pretty and is getting quite tall. I have a feeling she will be taller than her mother someday.
I have podiatrist appointment this afternoon. I'm a little nervous about it and hope it isn't going to be too painful. (Ingrown toenail)
Tomorrow John and I are going to keep an eye on Case while Elizabeth takes Rhett in for his 4 month checkup. It's hard to believe he's that old already.
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