I'm tired of cooking/preparing 3 meals a day. It's just the two of us but boy oh boy can that woman eat!! She stays slimish, I get fattish. It's bad enough I do everything here much less start making her one thing and me the other. At times I feel guilty when I buy her fast food cuz of the nutritional value....not to mention I eat it too.
Hope there are days I want your brothers phone # and give him a taking too about your life.
Capt we cut our own firewood, I have helped with all our remodeling, I have a large yard and garden plus my landscaping business so I am well accustomed to hard work. the property we bought next door needs major work on removing scrubby trees I am planning a pumpkin patch already not counting the work the existing garage needs. I am tired already just thinking about it.
10 yrs ago i was laying foundations of 8 - 900 block by myself . not any more . i just work for people for a real reasonable hourly wage , knowing my productivity isnt what it used to be . i told a va doc once that i was wearing down in only 5 - 6 hours of work . he reminded me that generally a marathon is only 4 hrs long .
my pc blew up nearly a year ago and wiped out 15 yrs of product pictures . good . they made me tired just looking at them and remembering the hard labor involved .
if things go well im the stone mason and firewood cutter on the ranch im working at until i can draw ss and beyond . doc plans 2 more homes for family members in the future , all with varying amounts of stonework on them .
Well, I see the winter advisories continuing..they keep saying snow/ice, then talk like it is not coming like they thought, then it is then it's not...oh well, we're set here whichever way it goes...Mama is all fluffed up and enjoying herself..she isn't talking today either, but I have caught her watching her balloon that I have tied on her bed rail...she likes her Valentine prizes...so that makes me happy.
Brother normally comes on Sunday so I went on and made a pot of fresh coffee...but so far no sign of him, so he may not be coming...and if he's not, Sunday is the one day I like to just put my feet up with my blanket and watch a good movie...ah well...I guess I can do that anyway and if he comes he comes...
Another glorious day here... what the hell is going on with our weather?? Not complaining but wow.... we've not really had winter? We can't even start spring planting for several more months. Sigh... Mother Nature is teasing us here in the PNW and blasting y'all in the North! hang tight... it has to end ...eventually :))))
I have no whine at all today... it's been nice n quiet. Mom had a big brunch plus 2 of my homemade shakes. Then napped for a few hours. She's up now and I have her playing with the towels (again)... I have to keep her awake for the remainder of the night or else we are in big trouble!
hope.... hey girl, how are you and mama doing? Did the weather subside a bit?
Katie... very sorry for your loss. This weather has been a tad rather too treacherous .... (((hugs))) laughing is good for the soul :) We need more laughter in our lives!
hmmm. took me a while to figure that one out . it was a cracked out brawl and theydda both went to jail . lol
What color nail polish are you sportin these days? Hopefully Spring colors!
She's been on a mission for hours now.... oh yeah, she had a nice dinner plus her shake, topped off with 2 ice cream bars.
She just asked me what my name was... I said "George". haha, she said
"George Smith"?.... don't tell me she's not always here... that's my spunky mother I know! Of course she soon said she had no clue who I was nor whom George Smith is. I think I might like this George Smith person ;)
Now this was at least 2 years ago when all the siblings talked/hung out on a semi regular basis. Every occasion was Christmas. Mom didn't care my brothers ( or whomever) was coming over, it just mean Christmas Time (happy time). This was mom's most significant last remaining family memory. Least that's what I like to imagine!
a woman at the tobacco store tickled me the most . she wanted to know why my nails were painted . when i told her i was just havin a little fun out of my aunt the lady said she knew there was a plausible reason . shes known me for a lot of years .
this gender equality thing isnt going to end well for the women . theyre gonna end up fighting wars and repairing forklifts all day while the neighborhood men all sit in one house smoking weed and telling each other how bad our wives suck .
there was a good story on the daily mail today about a lady whos daughter was burned to a crisp in an automobile . the lady encouraged her daughter to give it up and her daughter promptly did just that .
your mothers death wont bring you instant peace but i think youll appreciate that she will have found peace . a longer life for my mom wouldnt have been pretty with a cancerous mass on one of her kidneys and total blindness was inevitable .
Going to be a wonderful day. I can just see it already.
Susan, I know if my mother does have to have surgery, we'll need to make arrangements for her for the night before, so that she doesn't eat/drink. All these logistics won't stop running through my head...
Anyway, I called him back and he said that he was on his way to our mother's house to get a check for five thousand. He then explained the latest chaos/crisis going on with him. I said thanks for letting me know, and if our mother was ok with it, then I've got no problem with it. Take care, yadda yadda yadda. As the dementia progresses, I won't have that same opinion. Even now, I can tell by the charities she donates to that she has no idea who she's giving her money to.
I'm not angry, just...ready to be done with the family b.s. My brother of course, didn't ask me one question about my life, offered a faux-apology about not being in touch more (which is a blessing, actually), and that was it. The next time I hear from him will be the next time he needs money again.
It didn't dawn on me until yesterday, while I was replaying the conversation in my head, that he lied to me when he asked for money the first time, about 6 months ago. He made up some story about his MIL ALSO having dementia, among other problems, and I wondered how likely it was, but didn't press for details. He didn't keep the first story straight with the one he gave me on Friday, and I deduced that she does not have dementia. She's just nuts.
Yep...definitely ready to be done with the whole "family" thing...
At least Mama is having a good morning. She has had a good breakfast, had a good bath and now back to sleep and looks so cozy I'd like to pile in there with her...So going to be positive and thankful that Mama is doing well...and hopefully soon my big boy will come home...
Jeanette send some of that weather this way please...
Susan..just when I compose myself you manage to say something that cracks me up again...the lifting of the buttocks to let it rip...hahaha...reminds me of what my Grandmother used to say in her very old age..."feels better out than it does in"....bless their hearts...and one day it will be us.... :(
Anyway, my main reason for coming here is not a whine...it's something I just read (I'm a bit slow to the party and it's probably been talked about before somewhere on this site, but it seems many come here to vent so I'll post it here....there's an article in the New York Times titled: Government Will Change How it Rates Nursing Homes.
All I can say is Yay..while they are 'improving' they still have a way to go.
Have a nice President's Day...