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A day of coffee, giggles, and fun…

This morning when I woke up and grabbed that first cup of coffee, I truly had no idea what I was going to do today.  I had no plans to leave my house, and staying in my jammies all day, sounded pretty good to me.

The Electrician was in the garage lifting weights when the phone rang, and I answered it.  It was the Nursing Student calling to ask me if I was going to the Farmer’s today.  When I told her no, I had not planned to go anywhere today, she said “Oh, ok never mind, I was going to tell you to stop by and see me on your way, but it’s ok, don’t feel bad bye”.   She hung up the phone before I even realized, she was asking me to come over.

I sat here for a few minutes and then it hit me.  I called her back and asked one question “Do you have coffee, and can I come over wearing my p.j.’s?”  She started laughing immediately and said she was still in her p.j.’s, yes she had coffee and yes, she could make more.  So, I told the Electrician I was going over to her house, and the only thing he told me was “put on a bra“.  pfft…Part of the whole experience of being in your jammies all day is the fact you don’t have to wear a bra.

I bagged up some of the coffee she gave me for my birthday.  It was a tough choice, but I went with the “nice” stuff.  It is vanilla and nutmeg spice and oh so good.  I threw on my boots, YES, I put the bra on, and headed on down the road.

I got to her house and promptly took off my boots and visited with Cam-man while the Nursing student made a fresh pot of coffee.  I did have my first giggle though when she told me “I forgot to tell you, you didn’t even have to put a bra on to come over, I mean it’s just us.”  I fell into a pile giggling and told her what her Dad had told me, and she was giggling by that time as well.

We both grabbed our coffee and headed into her living room, where she was finally unpacking the last box of stuff, and then would be completely moved into her new home.  It was a box of pictures and knick knacks.  We spent the morning figuring out where each picture would go, and a little bit of playing with Cam-Man in between.

Cam-Man decided he wanted to spend a little time in the bathtub with his toys, so he took an extended bath.  I think that Cam-man thinks the tub is his indoor swimming pool, because that’s kind of how he treats it.

I ended up hanging out there for a couple of hours and then came home, and finished some laundry and other stuff I had going on.  The Electrician and I ended up going back to her house this afternoon, and she had hung up most of the pictures and they looked really good.

Cam-Man had been sleeping when we got there, but I knew if he did not get to see his Papa, he would be more than a little upset.  It was funny because while I was there this morning, his Daddy had called and every time Cams Mom would give him the phone, he yelled PAPA.

So, I did the only normal thing a Meemaw does, and I went in and woke him up. Once he woke up, it was play time with Papa.  Cam brought out his bag of toys and then him and Paw got down on the floor and played.  The Nursing student and I were held hostage by Papa and Cam, and while both of them shot me, Cam would not shoot his Mom.  They held us at Nerf point and made us raise our hands to the sky.  It was too cute for words, and both the Nursing student and I wished we had a camera.  We played for a bit longer, and then Paw and I had to head home.

The Nursing student and I had a good time, well, I did, I think she did too.  You see, in that earlier phone call, I had forgotten something.  When it hit me is when I called her back.  The Fisher dude’s Grandpa (Pausie) died last week, and the Fisher dude is at the funeral in a different state.  This is probably the first time the 2 have been apart since the day they met.  Due to school and other obligations, they could not go together to the Funeral.

I hope that we have kept her company today, as well as played hard with Cam.  I know she’s ok tonite, because her Mom was coming over to spend the evening with her.

Sometimes, it’s the things that are not said, is when you have to listen.  I’m just glad that I “heard” the question.  To a daughter that has been there for me, oh so many times, I’m glad I was there for her.  Plus, I got some really good giggles and memories today, and that my friends, is what life is made of.


Snarkiness cured….

As usual, when I have a snarky day, the next day is better than the average.    Today rated right up there.

I woke up early and did a load of laundry before even leaving home.  Got busy and headed over to the Farmer’s.  First thing there, I made a cup of coffee, and then went in to chat with the Farmer.  We have kind of gotten away from this little “morning routine”, and I have missed it.  We chatted for a bit and then I went in to start making breakfast.  The “girls” followed me into the kitchen and sat waiting for a little piece of bacon.  I put it in the pan and turned it low.

the gorls


I had gone back to the Farmer’s den and told him, we needed to order some more supplies for Momma.  So, the Farmer logged onto his internet, and then we figured we would need his little “password book”.  Both of us started searching, while I say this as generally as possible, Dad, your room is a friggin mess.  I ran back to the kitchen and realized, uhm…oops, I burned the bacon.    I salvaged what I could, turned off the pan and then went back to Dad’s room to search.  I finally found it, and both of us were giggling, because it was in a place, that…well, no one would have thought of.

I went back to the kitchen, re-made some bacon, gave the “girl’s” a piece each, finished up breakfast, and then did the dishes.  I went back to grab the Farmer’s plate and he was staring at some ad that was in with his phone bill.  You see, the Farmer has internet, but it is “dial-up”.   I have been bugging him to get wi-fi or at least high-speed internet, but because he lives in the boonies, it isn’t available unless you want to pay major $$$ for it.

Well, we called.  The Farmer let me handle the phone call, the reason being is because I know more about it.  The true reason?  The Farmer does not hear as well, as he likes everyone to think he does.  After I explained that I was the Farmer’s daughter, and he was sitting right next to me and we wanted to pull his internet into the 21st century, the dude at the phone company bent over to help us.

Long story short, with quite a few giggles between the Farmer, Mark the service dude and I, the Farmer is getting high-speed internet, AND saving money in the process.   WOOHOO!!!  We have set up the date for them to come install it, and the Farmer was advised by both the service dude Mark, AND myself, he has to clean his room though.

After all of this was accomplished, I went in and checked on Momma and asked her if she was ready to get up, to which the reply was “Well…do you think I should get up now, or should I sleep some more?”  “Well Momma, it doesn’t matter to me if you want to sleep a bit longer, or you want to get up now, how do YOU feel about it?”  “Come back in a bit ok?”.  I had to giggle, simply for the fact, after I told her she could stay in bed, she grabbed Mr. Teddy and snuggled further down in the pillows and was asleep before I had even left the room.

I got all Momma’s laundry together and started that, and then waited about 30 minutes and then started getting all of her bath and other stuff ready.  I was going to wash her hair today.    I went in and snapped up her window shades, and told her “Hey pretty lady, how about we give your hair a good old scrubbing?”.  Just waiting for 30 minutes made all the difference.

I got her all ready, and proceeded to wrap her up in a towel, put the plastic over her and then started to wash her hair.  By the way, the 2 bucket method works really good.  I managed to scrub her hair, and not drown her, along with not getting one inch of the bed wet either.  We finished up her bath and got her dressed and we went for the regular “walk about”.

We have a semi new routine these days.  As soon as Momma hits her chair and has her box of kleenex and her wash rag and the daily paper in front of her, she demands orange juice on her mouth swab.  I will admit, the past few days we have stretched the limits and Momma has been able to swallow 2 teaspoons of hot tea, and she is also asking for the orange sherbet again.  I did advise the orange sherbet was only for special occasions though.

After finishing up at the Farmer’s, I drove home.  I went the back was as usual, and then as I passed the Nursing Student‘s house, I thought briefly about stopping.  I kept going and made it down the street and then turned around.  The garage door was open, so I parked and went in through the garage.  I knocked on the door, because I thought it was locked.  Cam-Man saw me and started yelling, the Fisher dude poked his head around the corner and yelled at me to come in.

Cam-Man was very happy to see me and got a little excited.  He hugged me and asked about his Papa.  So, I told Cam-man he had to ask his Momma if he could go home with me for a few hours and she could come get him.  When his Momma said yes, but only if he picked up his toys first.  Lil dude started picking up all of his toys and putting them back into his room in the toy box.  He then got his shoes and jacket and down the road he and I went.

When we arrived at my house, we pulled up to the mailbox, and found out that there was a package to be delivered, but we had to go to the post office to pick it up.  I asked Cam-Man if he had ever been to the post office, to which he said “no”, so off we went.  To get to the post office in my town you have to go by the park, and Cam KNOWS the park. It was too cute at the Post office though, because the mail lady asked Cam if he knew what we were here for, when he replied “Mail, and Papa’s package”, we all busted up.

After finally arriving at my home, at first Cam-man was upset because his beloved Papa was not here, but he got really excited when he found out we had to make cookies for Papa.

Lil’ Dude helped me with the cracking of the eggs, measuring the ingredients and using the mixer.  He watched as they came out of the oven, and didn’t even get upset when he found out he would have to wait until Papa got home before he could eat one.

When Papa pulled up in the driveway, Lil dude was in the window waving and screaming at his Papa to hurry up.    The reunion was made, and cookies were eaten.  The snarkiness is gone.



Today, was MY day….

I very rarely get to sleep in.  Today was MY day to do that.    I was in some serious slumber and there may or may not have been some drool involved, when the shrill ring of the telephone interrupted my slumber.    I thought the Electrician would pick up the phone, but no, it was the Farmer and he let it ring until I grabbed it from beside the bed.

“uhm..h’lo?”  I answered, to be replied with ‘Happy Birthday to you” from the Farmer,   who then followed that up with “Are you sick AGAIN?’.  “Uhm, no Dad I was still sleeping.”  Geesh, it was only 8:30 am for crying out loud.    I wasn’t complaining though, because after the Farmer told me Happy Birthday, Momma got on the phone.  Now, to be truthful,  Momma probably has not spoken on the phone for about 2 years.  When I heard her sweet voice, telling me ‘Happy Birthday honey”, it felt so good.  Very rarely does she surface before 11 am, and to be told Happy Birthday from Momma at 8:34 am was marvelous in my opinion.

That was the first of many calls today, and I have enjoyed each of them.  For those of you that know me, today is not just my birthday, it is my anniversary.  Yes, the Electrician married me on my birthday.  He probably figured it would be easier to keep track of both dates that way.  However, with that being said, I did make him sign a contract, that he could not get away with just one gift for  both events.

We had already decided that we were going out to eat at my favorite place called “The Habachi Grill”, (it’s the Electrician’s also), for some sushi and good old buffet food.

We had originally planned to go ahead and go grocery shopping and do some Christmas shopping too.   We both got ready and hit the door, with the first stop being the bank so we could cash some checks we had received.    The next stop was at “Big Lot’s”.  I truly like that store, and while we did not have that much we were looking for, other than an extension cord, so I can finish decorating my tree, we found all kinds of neat stuff.  It must be my Birthday though, because the Electrician allowed me some unauthorized purchases, and both of us were happy.

Next stop was the mall.  That place has truly gone down hill for my small town.  There are very few stores, and it’s like a “ghost mall”.   We did stop at one outlet though, the Vermilion County Animal Shelter Society had some pets in the mall, hoping for adoption.  The Electrician and I walked through, petted some cats and laughed at the puppies, but both of us know in our heart, Ms. Baby is “Queen” of our house, and I don’t think she will allow us to have another animal unless it is a kitten, and even then I would fear for its safety.

We then headed down the road to a place called the Dollar Tree.  I had never been in this store until my outlaws were here for a visit.   The Electrician and I looked at a bunch of things, and I found a few “stocking stuffers” for the Grand babies, and also a few things for me.

Next stop on the agenda was Wal-mart.  Now before y’all think we were just shopping we weren’t, some of it was wasting time until we could go eat, and when my tummy grumbled, it was time.  I did find my Birthday present in Wal-Mart though.  Forgive me for being silly, but I truly fell in love with a Christmas bear, who sings “the Night before Christmas”.  I gave the puppy dog eyes to the Electrician and we bought it.


I seriously have listened to this thing about 50 times, I truly love it.

We finally arrived at our dining destination, and I do have to say, the Electrician and I truly hurt ourselves.  We do not go out to eat very often, and today I made sure I was giving the buffet the justice it deserved.   I ate sushi, and a bunch of it.  I then went back for some different fare, spring rolls, shrimp, chicken 4 million different ways, egg drop soup, lo mein, and then some more sushi, then it was time for dessert.  For some unknown reason though, the restaurant frowns and has strict rules about shoving your head underneath the fountain of chocolate.  Go figure.

After waddling out of the restaurant, I was miserable but full and happy, in a kind of “OH MY GOODNESS< I SHOULD NOT HAVE EATEN THAT MUCH” kind of way.  We did stop at County Market to pick up a few things, but by then my jeans were busting and all I could think of was getting home, taking off my jeans, putting on my pajama’s and hoping to burp or fart or something.

Upon returning home, and yes, I have to go grocery shopping in the morning, it’s been about 4-5 hours, and I am still full.  Thank goodness though some of the above requested things have happened and at least now, I am comfortable.

My Birthday has been fantastic….thank you to the Electrician and everybody else for making it so.  The 100+ Birthday wishes on Facebook, have me truly humbled.

So, now that my birthday, while it is not over, it’s time for the Anniversary celebrations.    My day has been fantastic.  Thank you!!!  Everybody!!!!


If all else fails…..

I am typing this post today, although it is technically about yesterday.  Bear with me here ok?

Yesterday, I got up early and headed over to the Farmer’s house and snuck in so he could sleep in.   I must have been pretty quiet, because he slept on.  I busied myself with making a cup of coffee, and lo and behold, I had run out of creamer at my house, so I was looking forward to a cup of coffee with my beloved hazelnut creamer in it.    I got momma’s med’s ready and then went into give them to her.

Momma was awake and had a smile on her face when she saw me.  She was quite chatty for it being 8 am in the morning.    I gave her the meds and she promptly went back to sleep.  I grabbed the coffee and was just sitting down to enjoy it, when the 2 “girls”  stopped me in my tracks.  Oops, I forgot to give them a treat.

The rest of the day kind of flew by, after I made the Farmer breakfast, he hit the road to run some errands, and I finished up his laundry, and also made some spaghetti sauce with meatballs, for his dinner over the weekend, and I put together my pork loin creation, that he loves.

I take a pork loin and butterfly it, then stuff it with stuffing and wrap the whole thing back together with bacon.    I threw some potato’s underneath the roast, so the potato’s would roast in the bacon drippings.

I got Momma up, and while she was not as cheerful as she was at 8 am, it was ok.    I finished up my stuff and then I hit the road.  I was on a mission.

The Electrician, and the Fisher Dude have a liking for auctions.  I have a bunch of stuff in my house, we have gotten from auctions.  There is an online auction going on right now, and you can view the stuff in the auction, but only during certain times.    I left the Farmer’s and drove 3 towns over to see a couple of items in the auction, to decide if we wanted to bid or not.  It took me about a half hour to get there and then I went inside.

Talk about feeling like a kid in a candy store.  This auction has about 1000 pieces in it.  I looked over the stuff we were interested in, and then got side tracked by a few other things.    Now, I don’t know about y’all, but I love the old-fashioned furniture, and antique stuff.   Plus, I like to try to figure out what kind of history an item has (yes, I’m a little wacko).  After looking everything over, I headed home.

I decided on the way home, I was going to make taco’s for dinner, because they are easy and for once, I had everything I needed to make them.    The Electrician arrived home, and logged onto my desktop computer and THAT’s when it happened.

My keyboard stopped working.   I have an HP desktop with a dell monitor, but my keyboard and mouse are wireless.  We figured out after a frantic call to the Farmer, that it was the batteries.  So…I ran to the store, bought more batteries, came home installed them and……nothing.

I could not get the keyboard to work for nothing.  I was devastated last night.  While we still have the laptop, I am unable to blog on it, because the program that runs it is so old, it’s not up to date with WordPress.  I swear, I tried everything I knew, but it would not work.

This morning I woke up and decided I would figure it out.  I found the diagnostic program, and ran that, nothing.  I am not a techy type of person, but I do have some working knowledge of computers, and I was flummoxed.

So, I dug into my closet and found some paperwork I brought home with me when I brought home the desk tower from the Farmer’s.  When all else fails, try to read the directions.   I found paperwork on what to do when the mouse and/or keyboard quit working.    Guess what?  It worked!!!

You would have thought, I was the one who won the Lottery, yelling and high fiving the Electrician once the keyboard started working again.

So, I guess the moral to this one is, if it doesn’t work, read the instructions, and then instead of 9 hours without a keyboard, it could have been 5 minutes.    Oh well……chalk that one up to I learned something new today….

Anti-biotics and Steriods….

Well, here it is Saturday, and the past 2 days have been a haze.  I was supposed to attend a Memorial yesterday, but after spending the previous night coughing, and running a fever, I still got up and got “dressed up”.  I headed to the Farmer’s house and went in.

I could really feel the Love from the Farmer, especially when he stated “Good God girl, you look like shit”.    He’s always been quick with the compliments.  I believe I told him, I felt the same as I looked, and then proceeded to cough my way out of the room.  It was decided, I would go to the Urgent Care Center and forgo the Memorial, especially since it was going to be outside, and it was a balmy 28 degrees outside.

Might I also just slide in on a side note here, my Electrician was having some back “issues” yesterday morning and could not walk very well. I had to assist with him walking (more like hobbling) to the bathroom, and I helped him get his drawers down.    We did it amongst a bunch of giggles, but I have to be truthful here,  while I can “assist” Momma in her toilet activities, I am not quite prepared to help the Electrician with his.  When I left, he was sitting in the chair and trying to get his back to loosen up.  I knew he would be ok, because the Nursing Student was coming over to check on him, while I was gone.

When I left the Farmer’s I headed to the Urgent Care Center,  I think everyone in town was there for one reason or another, so I wrote down my name and had a seat.   I would truly like to give a heartfelt  “thank-you” to the 1 receptionist, 2 nurses and 1 doctor, that manned the clinic yesterday.  The receptionist called my name, and apologized for the wait.  I told her not to worry, she then explained to me, they were short-staffed, and had already seen 25 patients in an hour and a half.    Uhm, that’s a bunch of sick people.

I finally got into the Doctor and was told, this “creepy crud” was going around.  I had an ear/sinus infection with some bronchitis thrown in for good measure.  So armed with my prescription, I hit the road to my local pharmacist.  Thankfully, he was open, took one look at me, filled my prescription and sent me on my way.

By the time I got home, my beloved Electrician was on the mend, and could walk almost normal.  I took my medicine, put on my jammers and armed with my box of kleenex, a glass of orange juice, my pillow and blanket, I have been holed up in my recliner for 2 days.

I ate dinner tonite, since I can now eat AND breathe at the same time.  I am a bit better, but am not leaving the confines of my trusty recliner.  I have talked to the Farmer on the phone, and he is throwing those compliments around again “You sound a little better”.  He’s a charmer that one.

The question has come up, as to why I got sick again.  One of the theories is because I smoke, while yes, that might contribute to it, it is not the reason I got sick.  If you follow my blog, you will know that the Electrician and I took a certain little “dude” to the doctor about a week ago.  The little dude, was diagnosed with ear infection and bronchitis.  Now, I’ve spent quite a lot of time with said little dude, and he does not always cover his mouth when he coughs, he tries, but well, he is 2 years old.





I am happy to say, he is almost over it, but I have it, and so does his Mom, the Nursing Student.  Seems a little odd to me, that little dude shared his sickness with his Mom and I, and not his Dad or the Electrician, but well, I guess I know who he likes to snuggle with.  (hehehe)

I have a feeling though, with all of the drugs the doctor gave me, I am kicking this thing to the curb soon.  Now if I can only get those guys in the snot factory to go on strike, I think I will have it made!

Shopping for Groceries, Cam-man style…

Today, dawned bright.  The Electrician and I had some things to accomplish today.  We got up and surfaced with some coffee, and then I took my happy self into the kitchen and I cooked breakfast for the Electrician.  I made him hash browns, and bacon, and scrambled eggs with green chili and cheese. While the green chili definitely gave us a “wake-up”, it was good.  Showers taken and the Electrician called his own cell-phone.  We left the Nursing Student with his cell-phone, because they don’t have a landline yet.

I think I am going to like them living in town close to us.  The Electrician called to ask if it was ok if we picked Cam-man up, to go on a road trip with us.    “Come get him” was the reply.

We rolled up to their house and I put Cam-Man’s car seat into the Rav 4, and then the search was on for Cam-Man’s shoes.  Apparently the Fisher dude had told Cam-man to put his shoes into his closet.  Well, after searching for 10 minutes we found them, in the dresser drawers (which was in the closet last night).  We got ready to go when the Nursing student asked me if we needed Cam’s blankey, yup, another 10 minute search for that and we found it.  I truly think the kids are not used to having so much space, and Cam Man is spreading all of his stuff out all over the place.

Cam-man was totally happy to be on the road with us, even though we were going grocery shopping.  We went to Aldi‘s and Cam did not want to ride in the cart, he wanted to be on the Electrician’s shoulder’s.  He got a bird’s-eye view of shopping, but I had to laugh, the two of them together totally crack me up.  Cam was sticking his fingers in Papa’s ears, and nose and just generally giggling all over the place.  People were telling us how cute he was.

We bagged up all of our stuff and then proceeded to County market, for the remainder of the grocery shopping.  After much deliberation and Cam’s opinion, we decided on buying a turkey and then a turkey breast.   We had to make a pit stop at the Egg Nog, the Electrician loves the stuff, and what we bought today will probably last 3 days, and I guess Cam-man loves the stuff too.  Cam was happy to be consulted with some of the purchases that we made, as he had to squeeze the bread, and sniff the oranges. Since Cam-man has learned to wink, he’s been using “that wink” let me tell you.  He winked at me in the store when I had a bag of marshmallows in my hand, he winked at me when I had chips, and a bunch of other stuff.     We finally checked out and loaded up the stuff in the Rav 4.

On the way home, Cam-man tried so hard to stay awake, wasn’t going to happen.  He was asleep before we had even left town.  When we got home, the Electrician and I unloaded the car, and Cam-man slept.    After everything was unloaded,  the Electrician got Cam out of the car and he was pretty funny.   He came into the house with his blankey dragging behind him, and rubbing his eyes, and then roared at me.

We had a great afternoon playing hard, and being goofy.  I’m sorry but when a 2-year-old comes up to you and growls, you growl back and the chase is on.  We all sat down and had lunch and then the Nursing Student and the Fisher dude showed up, to pick up Cam-man.

The Nursing student made an observation, I had thought about earlier, Cam-man has been kind of “whiney” at the new house.  But while the Electrician and I had him, he was fine.  But like her and I discussed today, with him being sick, and then in a different house, he felt “nervous”.  While little dude is comfortable here in my house, it hasn’t changed.  His new house makes him a little scared.  Like I told her, it will pass.

We spent a good afternoon, and when they left, the Electrician laid down on the couch, watching football.  Me?  I laid on the couch next to the Electrician and went to sleep.  Apparently I snored.    Lil’ dude gave me whatever he has, and I am trying to nip it in the bud with some medicine, although I swear I DID NOT SNORE.

Today has been a good day.  Tomorrow, I am getting up early and heading to the Farmer’s so he can sleep in.



It’s been a Cam-man Week….

Today, the Nursing Student and Fisher Dude moved into their first ever home.  As in, one that they have purchased, and it is not a rental.    Yes, we are proud parents.

This week has been full of different  things.  It has also been filled with Cam-man.  The Fisher Dude has been on first shift all week, and the Nursing Student still has school, and the Electrician and I have filled in with watching Cam-Man.  My Goodness has that little dude changed so much.

Today dawned a little early after a semi-late night last night.  Cam-man arrived at about 7:30 am.  He looked so much better today, from when the Electrician and I took him to the Doctor yesterday.  He was a little full of himself though.   Breakfast was over and the hard-core playing began.  The Electrician had some stuff to do, so it was kinda like the old days, with just me and Cam.

First, let me say, I survived, barely.  If I could figure out a way to bottle that kids energy, I would be rich, seriously.  We played hard, and Papa taught Cam-Man how to wink, and let me just say, he knows how to use that wink.

Papa had to leave so he could go help the Nursing Student and Fisher dude load up the moving truck from their old house to the new one.   Cam and me, we hung out at our house.  I do have to say though, Cam liked being in the jungle.

I have a bay window in my house, it is a seated window that is carpeted.  The kids have always loved climbing onto it and playing or just looking outside.   This year, the Electrician hung a spider plant in the middle of the window, and it gets sunlight and all that stuff.  He takes care of the watering, because anyone who follows my posts, know, uhm…I can kill a cactus at 30 paces and not on purpose.  I have stressed to Cam not to pull on it or anything else, but this kid likes to just sit in the window with the plant all around him…

We piled up all his Lego’s on the window ledge and made a train, he’s fascinated by choo-choo’s.   But I do have to laugh, he tickled me with the spider plant.  I asked him how he liked being in the jungle, and he giggled.

When it was time to take a nap, this kid grabbed me around my neck and settled into the pillows I had set on the floor.  In a few minutes he was sleeping and I scooted out from his arms and covered him with a blanket.    I then answered 2 phone calls, go figure I won a cruise from one of them.

When lil dude woke up we got a call from Papa, and we got his stuff together and loaded up the Rav4, and off we went to the new house, which is about 5 minutes away from ours.  Cam-Man is a little nervous, he has never had this much space, and if you can think of the fact, his whole life has basically been at one house.  Cam-man and I spent a lot of time tonite in his closet.  Laugh if you will, (Auntie Boo…uhm…Cam likes to hang from his closet…)  Cam has a turtle that glows and shows stars and the moon.  Unfortunately it had a dead battery.  Cam-Man  brought it to Papa, who was moving in part of the sectional couch at the time, “Papa….fix it”.  Earlier today, Papa had shown Cam-Man how to change a battery, and Cam remembered this.   The turtle got fixed, and we all showed Cam the appropriate fascination.

The whole group was a little tired, But all the furniture is in the new house, and Cam-Man was happy with all the space there is to move around.  The kid’s even had a neighbor come over with a fresh loaf of Banana Bread and a “Welcome to the neighborhood” Card.

Today (this  is a 2 day post), we hit it again early.  The Electrician and I headed over early, I grabbed Cam-Man and came back to my house, while they finished moving the final load from the old house to the new house.  I guess the Nursing Student was a little tired this morning, simply because when I got Cam-Man out of the Rav4, to walk up to the house, I noticed his Momma had put his shoes on the wrong feet.

Cam-Man and I played again this morning, and then we went back to his house, to help finish moving everything in.   There were 5 very tired adults and one kid with TONS of energy.    All of the stuff is now at the new house, the old one has been cleaned, and things are done.  We all sat down and had lunch together. Cam-Man has decided he likes the new house though, because he kept yelling at the top of his little lungs “MY HOUSE”.

The Electrician and I took a nap, and I am now getting ready to go to the Farmer’s and put Momma to bed.  It’s been a wild week, but we made it.


Random….For a Caregiver….

Lately, I’ve had a bunch of Random things pop into my head.  Not quite sure why, but my mind does not want to shut off lately.  I don’t know if it is because I am travelling down the road cruise control on 70, or because MAYBE, I might have to accept something.  Maybe, just maybe, I have put too much on my plate lately, and I am having a hard time, making my way through my plate.

I got up this morning early, and was watching my regular News program of the morning, and I thought,  “Someone is trying to tell me something”, because of the segment they had on.

My little ole town news station had a segment for Caregiver’s, this morning.    The Electrician actually turned up the volume, and I truly paid attention.  Apparently, “we” as Caregiver’s of family members find the Holidays, a trying time.

We want things to be the way they were BEFORE, we had to become Caregiver’s, be it from Spouses, daughters, sons, or just as a family.    We want to go back to the time, when things were “normal”.

But in our lives right now, it is not normal.    For me?  I’ve been between a rock and a hard place, to trying to figure out other people’s emotions and not quite comprehending them.

Forgive me, for a second, but I am a 50+ woman, who tries to do the best she can with what she has.  I apologize for not figuring out exactly what other’s need from me.

I am not giving anyone any grief, but I am trying to explain, YES, I would give anything to go back to the time, when it was all “normal”.  But uhm…WAKE up, because it is not normal, and we deal with what we are given.

Forgive me, but the last few days with Momma have not been exactly “perfect”.  To the Farmer, while I know it hurts us both, especially when she cries, because normally, she does not cry.  There is a sadness in the house right now, that while we may not have told her everything, she feels it.  Sometimes, I cry simply because of her frustration.

Folks, Momma is not like she used to be, she is getting weaker, and while we grasp at straws, it ain’t pretty.  If I could seriously give her ALL of my strength, and let her stay awake, and have a solid conversation and not one of a dreamland I would.  But, I can’t.

There has been a bunch of kissing and hugs lately, that haven’t always been there.  To me , that is another Blessing.

As a Caregiver to my Momma with Stage 5 Parkinson’s, I would not miss this for anything, and while I know the Farmer AND Momma need me, I am right there.  To My Electrician, The Nursing Student, The Fisher Dude, My Son & his fiance, and the College Student, and especially Cam-Man, I am right there for you too.    But at the same token, I know you are all there for me too.

In Life’s lesson’s, I have found a strength and courage, I never knew I had.  But I will admit something to y’all, I’m not doing it alone.  I’m being carried,  ya know how I know this?  Because I  feel it, between God, and all of my guardian angels, we got this. (And I have a bunch of angels watching over me).



Caregiver with issues….

I have been a Caregiver to my Momma now for almost 2 years.  My Momma is a Stage 5 Parkinson’s patient.

This would be my Momma, although this picture is 17 years old, and Momma might be a bit “glammed up”.    This is her.

She is truly a beautiful woman, that I cannot describe, other than always full of laughter, and giggles.  Her sense of humor is amazing.

This was probably about 10 years ago.  Momma decided it was high time we had a family picture of just the 3 of us.

This is Momma with the Farmer about 1 1/2 years ago.    This is when Momma could still do a bunch of things  for herself, and also be able to eat, without a tube.

This is Momma and the Farmer after we had a wheelchair ramp installed so we could take Momma outside without having to struggle, this was about 3 months ago….

Like I said, I have been a Caregiver for almost 2 years now.  First and foremost, let me just tell y’all, I am not a CNA, Nurse or anything else, other than a daughter, and a Mother, and a Grandma.

I have no formal training.  I have done tons of research, and tried to figure out things, to make things easier for Momma.  My daughter The “Nursing Student” has taught me a bunch.  When Momma lived in the Nursing Home, all of those CNA’s there and the Nurses did their best to teach me what they could.

I have done things, I never imagined I would do.  I have faced situations, I never thought I would.  But I have to confess, today was the first time I have ever lost it and become physically sick over something I had to do.  Now, to be honest, I may be wuss.  Simply because I am known to have a few things that will seriously make me gag every time.

I can not handle snot, which is silly in a way, because I can wipe the Grankids nose and clean up his snot no problem, I’ve handled Momma’s snot, no problem.  I can clean up $hit, no problem.  I may have to clothes pin my nose, but I can clean that up.  I can wipe butts with the best of them.

But then we come to my problem.  With PD, Momma has trouble swallowing.  She starts to cough and then to choke.  This has happened a bunch TO ME lately.  I know she is not saving it up just for me, but it always seems to happen when her and I are alone together.

It happened to me today, as soon as the Farmer left to go get his monthly haircut.  It was a good thing I was there by 7:30 and gave Momma her 8 am meds, while the Farmer got to sleep in.  I made the requested batch of Oatmeal/raison cookies (which is part of his payment for the haircut).  The Farmer had been gone for about 10 minutes, when I heard it.

Momma was choking, so I rushed in there.   I pulled her into a sitting position, and then I remembered some advice given to me by a really good friend, so I turned her onto her left side, and it did not stop.  So, then I remembered some other advice, and I went and got a glass of water and a mouth swab, and told Momma to open her mouth.  I swabbed her mouth and almost tossed cookies at what I pulled out.  I did it a couple of more times, and then Momma breathed  easier, and calmed down and did her breathing exercises with me.  Unfortunately for me, I had to run to the bathroom and I did toss my cookies.

I lost my breakfast and then sat with my head in the toilet bowl crying.  I’m not sure what happened.  I felt a little stupid.  Jimmy Christmas, I was in the Air Force and handled some situations worse than this what the heck?  That’s when I came to the conclusion, there was a reason I was never interested in being a Caregiver, or a Nurse or anything to do with the medical field.

I got myself together and checked on Momma, who was now fast asleep and snoring.    The Farmer returned, looking all “spiffy” having his ears lowered.  I told him what happened, but I’m not sure he understood what I said.

It was time to get Momma up, and she had no recollection of the previous hours events.   When I asked her how she felt, she replied with pretty good for an old lady.  When the Farmer came in to help me get her to do her “walkabout”, (that’s what we call her journey into the front room), we did the one, two, three….that’s when she told both of us, we would miss her when she was gone.   I’m used to this line of conversation, but I think today was the First time the Farmer heard it.  Simply because he looked at her and asked her “Where are you going?”.  Momma did not reply, and the Farmer stated to her, we would not let her go, anywhere without us.

Momma was sitting all comfortable in her chair, when I was yelling from the kitchen about the Farmer’s dinner tomorrow night and about how I would be there to help him.  That’s when I guess momma looked at the Farmer and said ‘What?”  We told her Beth would be there to get her up tomorrow and I would be there tomorrow night to put her in bed.  Momma didn’t say another word, until I was ready to go.

I finished everything up, and went to give them both kisses Goodbye, when Momma hugged me and kissed me and told me ‘I Love you Jo, Thank you for everything you do to make me comfortable.”.

I will admit I cried on the way home, I’m not sure if it was because I tossed my cookies, or because I know something is coming and I’m not going to like it.  Some people say I am looking into tomorrow, when I don’t know what it holds.  The funny thing about that is, I do know what’s coming, and while I don’t really like it.  We all have to face it.  I truly am not being negative, but maybe I am trying to get the courage to go through it.

I do know I have the UTMOST respect for anyone in the medical field.  Be it a CNA, Nurse, Doctor, EMT, Caregiver or whatever.  Simply because while I can do this for my Momma, I don’t think I could do it for anybody.  My heart would break too much.


Yesterday’s re-visited, and Parkinson’s

I have been known to be Queen of the back roads, simply because anyone who knows me, knows, I hate to drive through town.  Besides, the back way is so much prettier than town.    There are 2 different back ways to go that actually run into each other.  So, today I went the full back way from my driveway to my folks driveway.

This is right around the corner from my house…this would be my BFF Jill’s pasture and her hubby Bill’s cows..:)

This is a little further on down the road.  (p.s. this is a dirt/gravel road and I really dislike the way my back window gets covered with dust and I can’t see out of it.)  I do like looking at all the trees changing colors.

This Log cabin/house is one of the prettiest  in the area and with all the colors of the trees, one of my favorite.

I love when the trees turn colors against the green pasture….

This is one of my favorite corners because I know what comes next….

Fishing hole, swimming hole, and kayaking start…plus it’s peaceful on a drive when you are getting your thoughts together.  I have also ran into so many deer on this part of the road.  They come down from the hills to get a drink, and then scatter up the hill, when I slowly drive around the corner.

And this is going over the bridge where the 2 roads meet.  I’m a lucky girl because sometimes I drive this at least 4 times a day.  I do this drive because as I’ve already said, I really, really dislike driving through town.  It’s not pretty and it adds about 15-25 minutes to my time, there are stop-lights and traffic and town.  On this road, there’s really not a lot of people driving it, there IS a lot of farmers driving it, but hey…I don’t mind pulling off the side of the road for a Combine or whatever.  I even stop for Deer.  I DO NOT however drive this road at night….too many critters, and I like my Toyota  Rav 4 too much to hit them or have them hit me.

I have re-visited this post, that was originally posted last year.  I revamped it and added to it.  These are sights that I see on a day-to-day basis.  Some friends of mine who live in the “big” city, laugh at me. Until they see pictures such as this.  They might not have to fight with raccoons, or stop for deer on the road, but ya know what?  I don’t hear sirens or stuff like that, and if I hear gunshots, it’s because it’s hunting season.

I wouldn’t trade this for anything.  I am a country girl at heart, and a Farmer’s daughter.The Farmer’s daughter who has a brown thumb, and relies on her Electrician husband to keep things alive around my house.

While I understand that it is best to let yesterday go, I like to re-visit it sometimes. Especially on days like today.

While I want to be positive and not let negative rule me, sometimes it is hard.    When Momma could not recognize who the Farmer and I were,and telling me we were two very nice people, and thank you very much for all our help. To then her telling me I was her Momma and just needing a hug.  While I understand that PD has attacked her brain, and sometimes it’s a little messed up, I try to fill her void.  She has been very emotional lately, and I think I could handle things a bunch better when there were no tears rolling down her face,  or she wasn’t so upset because of how confused she is.

She talks a lot about the past now.  She told me about the voices in her head, and asked me if I could hear them.  While I cannot hear them, I tried to make her feel better.

The Farmer has a hard time hearing Momma, simply because, YES, he is a little hard of hearing.  But at the same token, it might be a good thing, because he does not always hear what Momma is saying.

Parkinson’s is a very hard thing to deal with, if I am having a hard time, I can only imagine Momma’s terror.