The ride of a lifetime

Wednesday was the first day of camp for Hayden. He got a full scholarship to go to Camp Barnabas for a week. We had one car in the shop and two people who couldn't drive. My sister offered to drive us down to camp. She drives a 2009 Honda Pilot. White. Not a speck of dirt inside or out of the car. We load up. Me and Jill in the front, Hayden and Jamie in the back. Jamie decided to ride along just for the fun of it. We head out and before we even get off of our street, Hayden opens up the door and throws up. He didn't get anything on the car. We back up to the house and stock up on double lined walmart bags just in case. And we are off again. We make it about 15 minutes from camp it all started .... Hayden has his head completely inside the walmart bags throwing up. I have to roll down my window so I don't vomit and I tell Jamie to just look out the window. Jill doesn't say anything but I am sure she is completely freaking out because they aren't really germ people and someone is throwing up in their car. So we continue on down the road .... me with my head out the window, Jamie saying "why do i have to look out the window?" Jill saying, "you owe me big" .... what is the smell, why do i have to look out the window, are we there yet, you owe me big, what is that smell, can i stop looking out the window, what is that smell ... finally we arrived at camp , we cleaned Hayden up with wet wipes, and sent him off to have a good time. we got the car cleaned up, Jamie feel asleep on the way home and Jill and i just chuckled on the drive home. Jill dropped us off at home and from the mouth of the 4 year old, "thanks for letting me go, it was fun." Oh to be 4 again ...

The knife was not so nice.

I checked in on Tuesday, July 7 and was beginning to wonder if I would ever check out. The surgery went well, it was after the surgery when everything fell apart. Blood pressure went way down, blood sugar went way up which neither matters when you stop breathing. I just got home on Sunday Night. A two day stay turned in to a ICU all liquid diet six day stay. It is good to be home. When you have all day to just lay around and think about things, you realize that the two statements, "keep it simple" and "it is the little things that matter" really are true. I had a hard time sleeping without my husband there. I missed getting awakened in the mornings by Roxy rubbing her cold noise on my arm. "Good morning Granny". Rudy and Daisy chewing on my toes while I am peeing. It is funny the things you miss. I am glad to be home.

Going under the knife.

Mean, hateful and bitchy ... that is me. But today i have woken up as someone else. Today I am being admitted into the hospital for surgery. I have to go in one day early because of my blood sugar levels. I am scared. Almost embarrassed to admit it but yes scared. The last time I had surgery was on my right shoulder. Torn rotator cuff. It was an outpatient surgery, however, the 40 year old diabetic who has trouble with anesthesia was inpatient for three days post surgery. I have been very emotional lately and have had my feelings hurt alot over the last few days. Is this what happens to you once you get old. You become a big ball of .... cry baby! And that is what I am today ... a big cry baby. My mom is taking me to the hospital and Gary is going to be there to sit with me but people die during routine surgery. I need someone to come over here and slap me up the side of the head. What is wrong with me? And in she walks ... carrying my puppy, Rudy, sleep still in her eyes, she trips over Roxy, drops Rudy and crashes to the floor. Crying like a baby. We sit on the couch together for a muted episode of Handy Manny as she smiles again and sings "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine ... " to her Granny. I am still scared but not nearly as much.

Where are the school supplies?

I have enrolled Jamie in Pre-K with the Springfield Public Schools. She is excited about going back to school and I am excited about buying school supplies. I spent a week getting everything ready. Social Security Card, Birth Certificate, Shot records and forms filled out. Today was the big day. We go to finalize her spot and get all of the information and get the school supply list. She will be going to Westport Elementary from 8:30 to 2:30 Monday thru Friday. She needs a couple of shots, we got the calendar and other paperwork including the supply list ... OMG are you kidding me? Four things on the list? No pencils or crayons, no ruler or note books, no glue sticks? Backpack, hand sanitizer, Kleenex and rest mat .... what are they going to be doing all day? laying down resting, blowing their noses and then sanitizing their hands? what is the backpack for, to carry home all the dirty Kleenex? How is she going to learn anything but more importantly ... who am I going to take school supply shopping?

Happy Birthday to Me!

Yes, this is my birthday month. What I mean by birthday month is .... where are my gifts? It is the 3rd and I have yet to receive any gifts, cards or anything. What is that about? Early in our marriage, Gary spoiled me by giving me gifts, taking me to dinner and surprising me with small gifts all month. Now that we are further down the road in our marriage and we have more people living in our house and we do more stuff all year round, the birthday month has dwindled away a bit. Today though i have had lunch at the Pizza House and dinner at The Roost for a yummy mushroom swiss burger and the back rub is about to begin so I am accepting that as my first birthday month gifts. I will keep you up to date on my birthday month progress ... and if you need a list or my address ... just let me know. Happy Birthday to you Happy Birthday to you Happy Birthday day to Honey, Granny, Jennifer ... Happy Birthday to ME!

The meanest Granny of all?

It is 10pm and I am sitting on the couch watching a movie that I have seen 10 plus times, wondering why kids think it is ok to just do what they want when they want. I have three granddaughters staying with me. The third one arrived on Thursday evening. We have been to Burger King for lunch and playing, then to Republic for the park and Fireworks. We swam all day Saturday. Today, movies and playing, harvesting cucumbers from the garden, swimming in the little pool and out to eat. Girls were sent to bed around 9pm with a snack and drink. The TV is on and instructions were given. No talking or playing. Lay down and watch TV. It is an hour later and they have been out of bed several times. I need this or I need that and Mommy and Papa just send them back to bed. It is now 10:15pm and there will be no Fireworks tomorrow. If I was a betting girl (which I am) I would bet that there will also be no Hannah Montana Movie tomorrow either. Mean ol' Granny can only take so much before she steps in. Could be a long and boring week if things continue .....

Happy Father's Day?

My dad died 5 years ago in February. Some people tell you that it will get easier, but does it? Does it make you an less sad this Father’s Day then it did the year he died? NO. Do you stop thinking about him when you go see your mom because she moved out of the house that they raised you in? NO. I often think, if he was just here for one more day, what could I have done with him or told him. Today is the day that we celebrate our Dad’s … make time today to call him or go see him. Spend some time with him and tell him that you love him. Enjoy your Dad today.