Apr. 27, 2008 10" of global warming
It's the end of April. I had been pulling fallen trees out of our little woods and enjoying little fires. Blondie has been riding her bike, we got a trike out for Red. Sir was laying in a lounge chair soaking up the sun. Just a few sheltered places had any snow left. I was running around barefoot.
I had a women's retreat to go to on Friday night. When I left my house it was snowing - but cleared up as I neared town. There was about 25 of us ladies that met at a motel for a speaker, craft classes and prayer. The snow came north.... by morning it looked like Christmas. The interstate was closed from the southern border to the northern. No travel was advised. We listened to our speaker again and then just hung out. Finally we figured the snow plows had done their job and we left. There was a couple of spots on the road where the snow made it a one lane, but I had traveled on worse. As I came down our gravel road I saw that there was snow in the sheltered area in front of our house. I drove on in - and got stuck right by our mailbox. Very stuck. I drove 25 miles to get stuck by our mailbox. I looked down the road and saw the snow plow. OH MAN! If I had left 5 minutes later the plow would have been past my house! It took Sir and me an hour to get the car off the road and into the driveway enough so Sir could drive around it. We got into the house, looked at the clock (1:34pm), we had a funeral to get to by 2:00. We did get there and it was surprising how many were there. Several serving ladies were dressed "casually" as they didn't trust driving home and being able to get to the church with all the snow.
I got my car out today. We just left it in the driveway figuring it will melt enough to drive out. It did. It is funny to see the snow melting and the green grass showing through.
So here is my question..... what global warming are they talking about?? |
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Apr. 14, 2008 because we promised....
We promised when we took Red into our home that we would raise him knowing his biological sister. Yesterday we got together for her 4th birthday. She is just 10 months older than he is. It was really something! Red doesn't get a chance to play with anyone his age because of where we live. On the rare occasion he is with other kids their mother's sort of pull their kids away from him - he's usually bigger and faster than they are (see a previous post where he was kicked out of the nursery). Anyway, these two played together for three hours! Their voices were the same, their laugh was the same! They both ran fast and were constant movement. Their behavior and mannerisms were the same. They completely ignored their older sisters and just were together. It was really something to see. She is not any taller than he is - but he is huskier. Honestly - it was like they were twins.
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Apr. 9, 2008 Sir's transplant: a final segmant
I've somewhat run out of steam with my story. It seems that once the anniversary date of Sir’s transplant went by – it didn’t nearly seem as important to keep writing. I read through the entries and I thought of another thing I must share. Look back on page 6 of the story. I had talked about finances and how I had more than slightly freaked.
I had friends assure me that I wouldn’t lose my house – one friend said that he’d be in charge of a fund raiser and would be able to cover that. A lot of prayers were going out – I’m sure I don’t even know who all was involved with that. I was panicked because I didn’t know how soon Sir would recover and we had normal bills to pay and then with an unknown HUGE medical bill. The insurance didn’t have a contract with this particular hospital for a pancreas transplant – only the kidney. Their policy was to refuse the whole thing since there hadn’t been prior authorization; never mind that this occurred late Sat/early Sun and their office wasn’t open. We waited on a fund raiser until we knew what kind of bill we were looking at.
Our final bill? About $300.00. That’s right. The surgeon had written a letter to the insurance company and explained in apparently convincing terms the idiocy of two separate surgeries in two different cities just because that is what they covered. When we got the bill it was over $97,000.00. Insurance paid all but $300. Because the way the insurances are set up, Sir had to apply for Medicare – otherwise it would affect his coverage when he turned 62. When the insurance and medicare did all their finagling around – even that $300 was covered.
We happened to be at AWANA parent’s night the day we got that final bill. Our friend asked how things were going and I told him about that. He told the AWANA gathering – because they had all been praying for Blondie’s daddy. There was a lot of praising over this.
It was unbelievable and it was truly an answer to prayer.
Sir recovered faster than any of us expected. He tried to go back to work later that week. He called me from a work site and asked me to come in to town just to carry the tools up the stairs. He knew that if he could just get the tools up the stairs he could do some work. Disbelieving, I got in the car. He called on the way in and said he’d just come home. We laugh at that now. He truly felt great – but his body was still too weak. He ran a small fever and ended up in the hospital over the weekend. He agreed to not go back to work for awhile.
But he did go back to work. The medical bill was paid. And there was no apparent need for a fund raiser. Looking back I wish that I had allowed it anyway; we still got behind financially just because we were both out of work for awhile. And a lot of miles were put on going back and forth to very frequent medical appointments.
Now for a moment of venting. Sir’s father had a talk with me while they visited during the 10 days their son was in the hospital. FIL asked what we owed on the house. He said he would pay that off plus give us $20,000. He wanted to do this and then said “but I have to clear this with MIL and you know how she is with money.” We never saw any money. Now don’t get me wrong – I don’t deserve their help. But it was frustrating on several different levels 1) FIL offered MIL refused 2) MIL got upset with Sir because he went back to work too soon but we needed to make money! 3) I have incredible difficulty understanding that marriage – MIL dictates the money and won’t “allow” FIL to follow through on his promise. Now MIL wants me to refinish my hardwood floors because they don’t look so great. I don’t have the money for that. She said she’d “help”. She bought a garage door because she thought we needed it. These are not priority things. We were putting groceries on charge cards! When they were there that week MIL wanted to buy a new couch to replace the 30 yr old dirty thing in the TV room where Sir would recuperate. I thought this a good idea. She didn’t buy a couch. But they spent much time saying what needed to be done on the house – they said we needed new siding (which we do, but can’t afford). It was just incredibly frustrating to me – Sir had just gone through a major transplant surgery and they were saying where we should spend money – but we didn’t have it too spend.
Now I know it doesn’t sound like I’m grateful. I truly am. I just was very frustrated that FIL promised financial help and MIL didn’t allow it. And then they were criticizing how our house is – when we don’t have the means to make changes.
Okay venting over. Big Deep Breath.
Now I look at my husband. This husband who has energy, feels good and comes walking into the house and smiles at me. I get to enjoy him for many years to come. I didn’t think I would have that.
Thank You, God, for your provisions.
Thank you Doug and Julie for your generous hearts. |
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Apr. 8, 2008 baby instructions - BEWARE only for the warped of mind
Apr. 7, 2008 This home-body is a Discoverer?
 our distinct personality, The Discoverer, might be found in most of the thriving kingdoms of the time. Your overriding goal is to go where no one else has ever gone before. Regardless of the number of available natural problems to be solved, it is not unusual for you to continually challenge yourself with new situations or obstacles that you have created. You are an insatiable explorer of people, places, things and ideas. You thrive on constant change and anything new or different. On the positive side, you can be creatively rational as well as open minded and just. On the negative side, you might be an impractical and indecisive procrastinator. Interestingly, your preference is just as applicable in today's corporate kingdoms.
Find your medieval personality! |
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Apr. 6, 2008 Old man winter
just won't give up. We had another four inches of heavy snow when we woke this morning. For my southern blogging friends let me elaborate a bit more on what this was like. The car was enveloped in snow. This wasn't snow that I could get off with the little brush that comes with the ice-scraper. This was a heavy snow that I had to tackle with the kitchen broom. It didn't lightly sweep away. It had to be PUSHED off the car. So I spent several minutes pushing snow just to get into the car. The windshield wipers wouldn't even budge.
Just the other day Blondie was riding her bike and saying "yeah! no more snow!" I said not to be too sure - we had a blizzard in 4/5/97 - which resulted in a 100 year flood in this area. This wasn't nearly a blizzard - but I still can't see 1/4 mile down the road as I sit here at my computer.
Fortunately it will melt fast - or should anyway. It is spring, right? RIGHT?! |
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Often Red yells in triumph "I DID it!" This could be something as simple as jumping off a stool or throwing that little ball and knocking a picture off a shelf. He says it with jubilation.
I know the feeling.
Our toilet hasn't been working for some time (I know how long but I would be embarrassed to admit it here). It is one of those flushmate tanks. It has a pressurized system that WHOOSHES when it flushes. It lost its whoosh. It developed a leak in the pressure tank. We found it easier just to turn the water shut-off valve on and off as needed. It was going to be a spendy fix.
Well, one day I prayed about. (Now THERE's a thought.) I called the number on the tank. A nice lady answered and I explained the problem - hoping for an easy fix. She asked the serial number, etc etc. Then asked for my name, address, etc etc. Then she said, "well stop using it until the replacement unit comes, we'll send it right out." I said "WAIT! how much is this going to cost?" She said, "it's a manufacturer defect on that unit - we're sending it free."
How about that! It got here two days later; then sat in the hallway for about a week. Sir has been busy and I didn't want to bug him about it.
I finally looked at the directions and thought, "well, maybe..." So I DID it! This involved taking the whole tank off the back of the toilet and undoing the old one, putting the new one back in and then putting the whole tank back on, SCREWED on, and no leaking. 
I put it all together. Blondie is watching. She did the honors of the first flush. WHOOOOSSSHHHH!
Ah.... what a great sound.
and I DID IT!!
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Apr. 2, 2008 Weblink Wednesday
This nice lady commented on my blog - so of course I had to read her blog - and found a link to another site (you know how that goes) to Weblink Wednesday. This looks like a great place for us homeschoolers who love to wander and find great resources. So thank you! http://weblinkeducation.com
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Apr. 2, 2008 it's going to be a long summer.....
Yesterday Blondie came yelling into the house "Red is stuck!" I didn't panic - Red is always getting "stuck." Blondie insisted that he was REALLY stuck this time. She had been playing with him outside (what a good sister) and kicking the soccer ball for him to run after. It went into the field.
Now the fields in this area are some of the best farming fields around. Good soil. Good, thick, heavy - and right now - wet soil.
Red went in after the ball. He was wearing high mud boots. He took maybe two steps into the field and he was STUCK! Blondie couldn't pull him out. I had to go out there; he's yelling, "help me! I stuck, I stuck!" He was so stuck. I looked at him and sighed. I didn't have mud boots. I took off my moc's, rolled up my pants, and went in. I had to pull hard. Then there was a great sucking noise as his feet came out of his boots. I had Red, but the boots were still in the mud. They sat there sticking out about two inches out of the mud. With a little wiggling, they came out, too.
My mother said that I'll have to keep a step ahead of him. In theory, I completely agree with that. In reality... HOW!? I don't know which way his little active mind runs. My sweet Blondie has been (for the most part) very compliant and likes to go by the rules.
I don't think that there's rulebook for Red.
Now to pass along to you a new blogger: my cousin Jeff. He has two blogs - the slant is different on each. One is Jeff's Mouth and the other is Search4Hope
Jeff's Mouth is something I think Arby would appreciate.
Jeff writes well, but it doesn't appear that he writes frequently. We will have to encourage (a.k.a. nag) him to write more. |
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Mar. 31, 2008 mornin' mommy!
So he learned to get out of his crib. He tried last year but fell on his head; as he is not a dumb kid and likes to avoid pain, he has not tried it again... until this morning.
We were laying in bed this morning, Sir and I, listening to odd noises coming from Red's room. Of course it was warm and snuggly and we really didn't want to investigate.
Then we heard these small feet come running down the hall to our room and Red's cheerful face, "mornin' Daddy! mornin' Mommy!" He had gotten out. But where was the loud thump?
Upon investigation this is what we discovered. Red has in his room a small, 4' high, basketball stand and hoop. It is against the wall on the other side of his small room. He had taken off his sleeper pajamas and with them somehow lassoed the hoop, pulled it over so the backboard was resting on the side of the crib. He then climbed up and slid down the stand.
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Mar. 29, 2008 very old sheet music
So what would you do?
I'm a pack rat. But my pack rat- ness has taken over and I have found it necessary for my sanity to sort and clear. I've had this box of sheet music forever.... well, since I bought an old house in 1988 and found it tucked in the corner of a dusty closet. This is music dating back to 1900 - and some before. I like old stuff and I love music. So I always just kept it - but never really played it.
I haven't counted how many pieces I have, but stacked it measures at least 12". Now, don't get me wrong - I am keeping at least one piece of music from each year. First I'm having a couple of friends over to go through it and they can take what they want. I'm taking some to a music professor at the local university. But I plan on giving away the rest.
So to my blogger friends.... and you know who you are. If there was an old piece of music that you heard, or remember your grandparents - or more likely your great -grandparents having.... ask me and I'll see if I have it.
I would like to make a lot of money with this music.... but in reality I don't have the time to do the posting, etc. Unless any of you have some brilliant idea...
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Mar. 28, 2008 continuing with the story
Sir and I met with a friend yesterday from out of town. She is also a cousin to Brady. She hadn't seen Sir in over a year. She marveled at how healthy he looked. She hadn't thought he looked bad before, but seeing him now caused her to notice a definite change.
So that prompted me to return to my story and the anniversary of Sir's transplant. He went into the hospital for his transplant on3/19/07 and I brought him home 3/27/07. We were unprepared going in as we hadn't received all the necessary education that generally proceeds a transplant. On that Sunday night he was hungry and told the nurse that he was looking forward to breakfast. We didn't tell him that he wouldn't feel like eating. In actuality he didn't get any food until that Friday. Oh! he was hungry. His body needed to get the transplant settled and working before causing it additional stress with food. (Those are my terms and not the medical terms.) My poor Sir lost 15 pounds that week, and he didn't have anything extra to lose. He got so thin! 
When I visited with him on Wednesday he informed me that the local TV station was going to interview him. Interview Sir! It was to be a follow up on their story of Brady's death. So on Thursday, Sir's room is filled with activity. His parents are there (and if you don't mind I prefer not to talk about them much. I might later, but it stirs up too much AACCKK!) Blondie and I were there, the hospital media laison and the TV crew. Sir was interviewed. It was really tough. They interviewed me for a bit. I remember saying that it was hard because there was a lot of grief over Brady and joy over Sir - and that it was all coming form the same people. It aired that evening. My parents came up, Sir's parents were there and we watched it on the news together. Doug and Julie arrived home that day and went right to Sir's hospital bed. So we all watched it together again on the late news.
Friday was the funeral. I went. Oh my - that was a tough thing. |
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Mar. 24, 2008 weekend with relatives
It was hard on Red. Too many kids to play with and he was the smallest - but no way the slowest! ;) He got into everything. I employed the "handle of education" to him at Grandma's and received some "advice" from my 14 yr old niece on how that was inappropriate and that he would respond better from positive praise. I very maturely turned on her and said "Listen Little Miss I've Raised A Lot Of Kids and Know What I'm Talking About (really, I said that) this child receives plenty of praise.. but he won't when he does wrong."
I was a little testy.
I realize that I have become the "Pickee" of the family - it use to be my mother that we picked on. Now it's me. But I heard when Blondie did something well "pretty good for a homeschooler." Now I know that they all love her - and we are quite the affectionate family - but that is a really touchy button for me. And they probably push it because I respond so indignantly - much to their delight.
Blondie built snow forts with her cousins and gleefully engaged in a snowball fight - and received one to the face - which left a mark. Amazingly she didn't melt into tears but showed it to me with some pride - don't know what there was to be proud of (maybe because she didn't cry).
It was overall a good time.
As we drove away Red said "bye Gumpa, bye Meema, bye tree, bye olle by (well you get the idea). He fell asleep 3 miles down the road and slept all the way home, waking as we drove into our driveway. He walked into the house and stood in the kitchen and then with a big sigh he said "hi, home." |
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Mar. 23, 2008 Christ, the Lord, is risen today, Alleluia!
Christ, the Lord, is risen today, Alleluia!
Sons of men and angels say, Alleluia!
Raise your joys and triumphs high, Alleluia!
Sing, ye heavens, and earth, reply, Alleluia!
Love's redeeming work is done, Alleluia!
Fought the fight, the battle won, Alleluia!
Lo! the Sun's eclipse is over, Alleluia!
Lo! He sets in blood no more, Alleluia!
Vain the stone, the watch, the seal, Alleluia!
Christ hath burst the gates of hell, Alleluia!
Death in vain forbids His rise, Alleluia!
Christ hath opened Paradise, Alleluia!
Lives again our glorious King, Alleluia!
Where, O death, is now thy sting? Alleluia!
Once He died our souls to save, Alleluia!
Where thy victory, O grave? Alleluia!
Soar we now where Christ hath led, Alleluia!
Following our exalted Head, Alleluia!
Made like Him, like Him we rise, Alleluia!
Ours the cross, the grave, the skies, Alleluia!
Hail, the Lord of earth and heaven, Alleluia!
Praise to Thee by both be given, Alleluia!
Thee we greet triumphant now, Alleluia!
Hail, the resurrection day, Alleluia!
King of glory, Soul of bliss, Alleluia!
Everlasting life is this, Alleluia!
Thee to know, Thy power to prove, Alleluia!
Thus to sing and thus to love, Alleluia!
Hymns of praise then let us sing, Alleluia!
Unto Christ, our heavenly King, Alleluia!
Who endured the cross and grave, Alleluia!
Sinners to redeem and save. Alleluia!
But the pains that He endured, Alleluia!
Our salvation have procured, Alleluia!
Now above the sky He's King, Alleluia!
Where the angels ever sing. Alleluia!
Jesus Christ is risen today, Alleluia!
Our triumphant holy day, Alleluia!
Who did once upon the cross, Alleluia!
Suffer to redeem our loss. Alleluia!
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Mar. 21, 2008 funny cartoon jokes
Mar. 21, 2008 Rosetta Stone
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This will also include a headset with microphone, and students will participate in lifelike conversations and actually produce language to advance through the program. Rosetta Stone still incorporates listening, reading and writing as well, in addition to speaking. Many homeschoolers requested grammar and vocabulary exercises, and with Rosetta Stone Homeschool Version 3, they're included! For parents, the new Parent Administrative Tools are integrated into the program and allow parents to easily enroll students in any of 12 predetermined lesson plans, monitor student progress, and view and print reports.
To win this most excellent program -- in the language of your choice -- copy these paragraphs (highlight with mouse and then press Ctrl+C for anti-right-click sites) and post it in (or as) your next blog post -- then to enter the contest, go to the original contest page HEREhttp://www.homeschoolblogger.com/JenIG/501132/ and leave a comment with the link showing. Please make sure the link works to get back to the original contest page when you post it, and good luck! The winner will be picked randomly on March 26, and will be notified thru the link they left to their blog page. If you have more than one blog, you may enter from each one for another chance to win! |
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Mar. 21, 2008 Good Friday Snow.... four inches
snow on the trees
snow on the slide
cat in the snow....
speaking of cats..... do you think we have too many?!? ACCKKK! CATS!

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No, we don't have lilacs yet; they won't be here until spring. But in anticipation I've posted pictures of last year''s lilacs....
we did have a bumper crop!
smelling lilacs!
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Mar. 18, 2008 Prayer plant and sheep
It seems that I've neglected my blogger friends and have some catching up to do :) I've been tired - staying up late several nights finishing a custody report - it ended up being over 20 pages! yikes.
Then we've been spending a lot of time the last few days "last year at this time."
We spent Saturday evening with Doug and Julie. I ended up bringing a gift of a prayer plant. I had thought of a peace lily. I decided on the prayer plant - thinking somehow that it symbolized all the prayer that has bathed our families during this time. This plant folds its leaves up in the evening like it's praying.
We spent four hours with them. It was very good. It was lambing season and although we didn't see any born, we did see newborns. Blondie got to bottle feed an orphan lamb. Red kept yelling "seep!" "seep!" Then we had supper and just relaxed talking. Julie showed us a photo book that her sil had given them - Brady's birth on up to last year. That was pretty special.
Oh the funniest thing was the Red started calling them mawmaw (grandma) and bumpa (grandpa). They enjoyed that - and Julie cuddled Red quite a bit. The funny thing about that is that they are just a couple years older than us - but they are ready to be grandparents! Their second oldest son has a girlfriend -and they're hoping :)
Doug said "you know that this is the first time in over a year that any part of Brady has been home." and then he gave Sir a big hug. Julie hugs him long, too. Doug said that he knew the second day they were by Brady's hospital bed that it didn't look good - but they prayed anyway because it's what we do. He said that he thought of Sir at the beginning - what a tough thing for a dad. 


So that year is finished. But we will still never forget. And I am making a commitment to myself that Doug and Julie will know we will never forget. I realize that I must sound quite maudlin at times - and I assure you we are not. There was a good deal of laughter that evening.
On a different note - another dramatic chapter has closed in my life.... We adopted Red through the foster care system. Honestly, that is an emotionally tough thing to do. That's another one of "my stories." But our fostercare license is up this April. We had decided at the completion of Red's adoption that we would not pursue licensure again. Well it was brought to my attention that Red's cousins had come into "the system." So we decided that we should continue our license. I did find out that the children have not been removed from their home and most likely would not be. However, Sir decided that that was the nod from God to continue our license. I really didn't want to - but being the dutiful wife that I am - started the paperwork. The paperwork that I couldn't do was Sir's 24 ceu's required.
I got an email yesterday from the fostercare licensure saying that it all had to be done by April 1st. So I told Sir. He paused and just said "let's not do it then." Huh? You don't want to do it? "no". (he was in an owly mood so I didn't want to press it too much). Have you thought it through? "yes". Did I sway you? "No." Do I have to feel guilty? "no."
Well okey dokey then. :) :) :) So we are saying that we are not pursuing more children. Now I know that sounds a bit rough. But, my dear blogger friends, I am 49 YEARS OLD! It's time to say our family is complete. LOL
I can't tell you how I felt.... It's like this door closed, my walls circled in and my family is complete and secure. No more government license to question how my family is - I know this didn't weigh on Sir - but it did me.
And then I'm thinking of all those clothes I've been saving "just in case." YEAH! I'm sorting and giving away.
I feel that I've just shut a door on a very profound time in so many ways.
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