My Mom discovered a robin's nest right outside her living room window when the nest had eggs. Now there are 4 baby birds. We were able to peek and watch them being fed and kept warm during the rain.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
bird's eye view
My Mom discovered a robin's nest right outside her living room window when the nest had eggs. Now there are 4 baby birds. We were able to peek and watch them being fed and kept warm during the rain.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
After much prompting, I joined the facebook crowd. I have to say that I am enjoying reconnecting with people. I also spend way too much time there on silly games and things. If you aren't already on facebook, you might want to check it out and look for me when you get there.
Sunday, June 07, 2009
I'm back
It has been two months since my last visit here. I have been reading other blogs, but just haven't gotten around to writing on my own. I will try to be better. I am doing okay, but just don't know if I have blogging in me right now. I will leave you with a funny story of something my son did today.
I gave him his pill that he takes in the morning. He walked with it down to the bathroom to get a glass of water. I heard the water run and then he walked back down the hall with a strange look on his face and said, "It's stuck". We immediately asked, "What is stuck?" And the response was.... "the pill is stuck in my nose...I put it there so it wouldn't get lost." I looked and it was up in his left nostril a bit. I pushed his right nostril closed and told him to blow and luckily it came out.
I didn't think I needed to discuss not putting things up your nose with my almost 9 year old!!!
I gave him his pill that he takes in the morning. He walked with it down to the bathroom to get a glass of water. I heard the water run and then he walked back down the hall with a strange look on his face and said, "It's stuck". We immediately asked, "What is stuck?" And the response was.... "the pill is stuck in my nose...I put it there so it wouldn't get lost." I looked and it was up in his left nostril a bit. I pushed his right nostril closed and told him to blow and luckily it came out.
I didn't think I needed to discuss not putting things up your nose with my almost 9 year old!!!
Monday, April 06, 2009
busy, busy, busy
Sorry to leave such a sad post up for so long...
I am okay... I feel like I don't have any other choice but to be okay. Times are tough sometimes, but it does always seem to get better somehow.
Right now things are just especially busy for me. I try to keep from getting too busy, but then I go and sign up for something else. The new thing I am trying right now is Tai Chi. I thought it would be really easy, but let me tell you, it is actually a really good workout and it is about the level of workout that I need right now-slow, repetitive movements, over and over for 90 minutes twice a week. It is a good stress reliever which is helpful for getting through all of the other busy things going on. I always say I will get to _____, once things calm down a bit, but things never do seem to calm down. Do you know the feeling?
I am okay... I feel like I don't have any other choice but to be okay. Times are tough sometimes, but it does always seem to get better somehow.
Right now things are just especially busy for me. I try to keep from getting too busy, but then I go and sign up for something else. The new thing I am trying right now is Tai Chi. I thought it would be really easy, but let me tell you, it is actually a really good workout and it is about the level of workout that I need right now-slow, repetitive movements, over and over for 90 minutes twice a week. It is a good stress reliever which is helpful for getting through all of the other busy things going on. I always say I will get to _____, once things calm down a bit, but things never do seem to calm down. Do you know the feeling?
Friday, March 20, 2009
my Dad
It has been a tough week for me because it was a year ago that my Dad died. I wasn't sure how it would hit me. It started early, as I was remembering what we were doing in the hospital on the days leading up to his death. Those dates will never be the same for me. However, I feel so very lucky to have had him as my Dad and to have had his loving example in my life.
My Nature Boy's fish died during those days when I was feeling down. It affected him more than I expected, but I think he was picking up on my emotions for my Dad. I hadn't mentioned to him that it had been a year since Papa died. When I did, we had a really nice talk. He wishes that Papa wouldn't have gone to work that day, so he wouldn't have been in the car accident. He wonders what was the last meal he had to eat. He wonders if Papa saw the picture he drew for him while he was in the hospital. And he wonders what his last words were. Amazing thoughts for an 8 year old, but that is my boy, such a deep thinker.
We talked about his thoughts, but I couldn't tell the truth about a couple of them. When I headed up to the hospital after my Dad's accident, Nature Boy drew a picture and wrote a get well note for his Papa. The ICU wouldn't allow me to bring it in the room, so I told him about it...although he was sedated most of the time. I should have at least carried it in there and held it up or something. I never told Nature Boy that Papa didn't see his picture. Also, his last words I suppose would have been spoken before he had the breathing tube put in. However, when he would come a bit out of sedation for his breathing tests he would mouth words. I was there the last time this happened and it is a moment that is scarred in my brain as much as seeing his death two days later. The doctors were telling him that they wouldn't take out the breathing tube and he stared at me wide eyed and shook his head "no" and mouthed the word no and kept tapping my hand as if to convey the message further. He did not like the breathing tube... I tried to convince the doctors to take it out, but my Dad's lungs were not quite strong enough. When the doctors left I stayed with him and talked with him until he was under sedation again. That was the last time I saw my Dad awake.
The dates, the images... they will never leave me and I suppose they never should.
My Nature Boy's fish died during those days when I was feeling down. It affected him more than I expected, but I think he was picking up on my emotions for my Dad. I hadn't mentioned to him that it had been a year since Papa died. When I did, we had a really nice talk. He wishes that Papa wouldn't have gone to work that day, so he wouldn't have been in the car accident. He wonders what was the last meal he had to eat. He wonders if Papa saw the picture he drew for him while he was in the hospital. And he wonders what his last words were. Amazing thoughts for an 8 year old, but that is my boy, such a deep thinker.
We talked about his thoughts, but I couldn't tell the truth about a couple of them. When I headed up to the hospital after my Dad's accident, Nature Boy drew a picture and wrote a get well note for his Papa. The ICU wouldn't allow me to bring it in the room, so I told him about it...although he was sedated most of the time. I should have at least carried it in there and held it up or something. I never told Nature Boy that Papa didn't see his picture. Also, his last words I suppose would have been spoken before he had the breathing tube put in. However, when he would come a bit out of sedation for his breathing tests he would mouth words. I was there the last time this happened and it is a moment that is scarred in my brain as much as seeing his death two days later. The doctors were telling him that they wouldn't take out the breathing tube and he stared at me wide eyed and shook his head "no" and mouthed the word no and kept tapping my hand as if to convey the message further. He did not like the breathing tube... I tried to convince the doctors to take it out, but my Dad's lungs were not quite strong enough. When the doctors left I stayed with him and talked with him until he was under sedation again. That was the last time I saw my Dad awake.
The dates, the images... they will never leave me and I suppose they never should.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
silver and gold
My husband and I were discussing what color digital camera to pick: silver or gold...Nature Boy piped up from the other side of the room, "Well, I know which one you have to choose. Silver, because it costs less than gold."
(the funny thing is on some of the websites the silver camera is actually more expensive for some reason)
Saturday, February 21, 2009
The Superbowl
We aren't the biggest fans of watching sports on TV. I was paying a bit of attention to what was going on during the recent Superbowl...mostly because I didn't want to miss the 3-D commercials that were on immediately following the 2nd quarter. We checked in to make sure we wouldn't miss it and because of that I was able to see that great play where they ran the ball almost the entire length of the field. As we were sitting there waiting for the 3-D to come it, it just seemed photo worthy...so here we are.
The 3-D commercials, well... they were okay.
The 3-D commercials, well... they were okay.
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