Sunday, January 31, 2010
Let me say, here, that Hank doesn't always like my techniques BUT I don't always like how he deals with his mother so there you go...I happen to think that mother would approve. The more she "loops" the more agitated she gets. It can't feel good.
For example this afternoon the first theme was "do I have enough money to take a little trip...I'd like to see the beach one more time before I leave this earth." My answer for the first several rounds was "yes, you have enough money to take as many trips as you'd like...When the weather warms up we'll see about going to the beach." When I felt as though I might scream, my reply changed to "yes, you have enough money, although you're REALLY going to need to give me a time line for when you're going to leave this earth so that I can make plans." First Theme--CHECK
Second theme...mother announced that she's developed a bad habit of saying, "doggone it" when she can't find something or drops something etc. She doesn't believe this to be at all ladylike and needs to use another expression. (Apparently "golly doodlebugs" isn't working for her any longer.) My reply for awhile was, "oh my goodness." After several rounds of theme two, I suggested that she might substitute, "dammit" for "doggone it." She informed me in no uncertain terms that she'd never said that word IN HER ENTIRE LIFE and is not going to start now. And theme number two spins out of the loop. YES!
Third theme...I noticed when I arrived that she had a new little doodad in with her framed photographs. It was three or four inches tall and had "I Am Someone Special" written on top with a little verse below. After about five minutes she picked it up and said, "Did you see this? The lady who sat with me when I was sick brought it to me. I always show it to people when they come in because I don't want them thinking that I think that I'm special. I most certainly do NOT think that I am special and would never have purchased this for myself. It was a gift from someone ELSE who thinks that I'm special." My reply..."well wasn't that sweet of her."
Theme three X 5... My reply..."If it bothers you, why don't you put it in your bedroom where guests can't see it?" She didn't say another word about it, but put it right back in its place of honor where it will be noticed. AWAY with theme three!
I'm tired now! I drank a large Pepsi and ate a cheeseburger and french fries from a truck stop McDonalds on the way home. I don't even LIKE McDonalds. Do NOT judge me!
On a brighter note, Ned and his housemates are going to the CIRCUS in Columbia this week. He loves the circus and used to go every year until mother got where she didn't want to leave home. Think good thoughts for him, though, because he has a nasty cold!
Have a fabulous week!
Saturday, January 30, 2010
ME: Lorelai...WAKE UP....We got a letter notifying us that you made the Dean's List. I'm so proud of you..this is so exciting!!
LORELAI: (in a very sleepy voice) At Clemson???
ME: NO, at Notre Dame!!
(OK...so I didn't say "no, at Notre Dame" because I was still kind of sleepy, just having recently gotten up myself. Don't JUDGE ME! I had a big week!)
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Having said all that, I am flattered to have been chosen and BEYOND excited. I'll be able to hire a team of people and we'll work together to create something wonderful. I know I'm being vague but as an educator, I'm not comfortable putting too many details about my job on the old blog. If you want to know more just send me an e-mail (that I can reply to) and I'll tell you more about it one-on-one.
Whew...it had been a long time since I'd applied for a new job and the process was exhausting. Hank just looked at me and asked, "Aren't you happy?" My reply was, "Of course, I'm thrilled... but I'm also STUNNED!!! It's going to take awhile to sink in...
They liked me....they REALLY LIKED ME!!!
Monday, January 25, 2010
I "take care of business" with mother, but as I recently mentioned, Hank doesn't always like my style. She is all set and enjoying life at Green Grove, but when she has one of her little spells, I take the approach that if you're going to act like a child then I'm going to treat you like a child, which apparently comes across sometimes as being impatient and hard hearted. Mother wasn't a very nurturing parent...she was a Betty Draper sort of mother (without the smoking, drinking and so forth), know what I mean? On the other hand, I didn't turn out half bad so I suppose she and daddy deserve credit for some of that! Our relationship is what it is. Hank is more kind and patient, both with his mother and mine. That must be why they like him better than me.
Hank's mother has survived breast cancer and quintuple bypass surgery. A couple of weeks ago, she fell at her nephew's house, crushed two vertebrae, and after three days in the hospital moved to rehab. They gave her some medications that made her loopy and we started getting phone calls like this...
Nurse: Sir...your mother is in the hall and she refuses to go into her room. Can you come talk to her?
Hank: Well, it's late. I was just there and now I'm home and I live more than an hour away. You're going to have to put her on the phone. (I pick up the extension)
She comes to the phone.
Hank: Mom, you need to go in your room and get ready for bed. You need your rest.
Hank's mom: If I go in that room, they are going to kill me.
Hank: No, they aren't going to kill you. Why would you say something like that?
Hank's mom: I KNOW what I KNOW and they're going to kill me!!!
He got the nurse back on the phone and told her there wasn't anything he could do. Two hours later when he called back to check on the situation, his mother was STILL out in the hall.
You've got to give it to her, she was sticking to her guns.
Hank's mother is back at home and the rehab people are coming to her. She's no longer afraid that people are trying to kill her. Our angel, Ann, who stayed with mother and Ned is helping out a few days a week until she truly gets back on her feet.
I'm so thankful that Hank's mother and my mother don't have spells at the same time. Like I said, they both have TIME but at least they don't have a time at the SAME time. For that, we really truly count our blessings!
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Got a BIG old u-haul trailer in my driveway with things from mother's house that we don't have room for. Something tells me that we'll be making a trip out to the Treasure Barn next weekend with items for sale. I just heard about the new TV show, Horders, this week. Great balls of fire, I don't want to become one of those people!! I fear that I could be genetically predisposed after all of the JUNK we hauled away from mothers. I guess I'm probably NOT a horder, though, because we took thirty times more to the trash dump and Goodwill than we brought home.
Anyhow, I digress....THE WINNERS ARE...
$25 Target Gift Card- LYNETTE from Lynette's L.A.M Blog
$10 Starbucks Gift Card - TALES FROM MY EMPTY NEST
$10 Starbucks Gift Card - KAT from justabeachkat
$10 Starbucks Gift Card - PVE DESIGN
Lilly Shift Ornaments - BEVERLY from It's A Golden Day
DREAM sign - CAROLINA GIRL from Lowcountry Fayes
Cute Pink Dustpan, Brush, and Dish Towels - LISA from Pickles and Cheese
House on Tradd Street - MAUREEN from FamilyLifeBurbsNY
The Overnight Socialite - SHERRIE from My Life with Boys
Someday You'll Thank Me for This - BECKY from Ya Ya's Funhouse
....and finally...to my friend Bill who featured my blog in a class that he is teaching. Your number didn't come up but I'm going to bring you a surprise anyhow! I need to bring Ed one too for helping us yesterday in Hometown.
Hank and I are now going to unload the U-Haul...
Friday, January 22, 2010
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Sookie never married and let me TELL you, it takes a village!!! Unfortunately, what with all of the hullabaloo of getting mother and Ned settled and their house cleaned out, I've not been as attentive as I might otherwise have been. Sookie is very fortunate to have good neighbors, friends, and other family who check in regularly.
Anytime you go by, there is ALWAYS something that's "lost." Monday, I located a long lost key to her carport storage room in an old cherry Sucrets tin with four marbles, used twist ties from bread bags, rubber bands, and a Buffalo nickel. Yay for me, now I apparently get the honor of going back and cleaning out said storage room.
Sookie adores family photographs and has them displayed all over. Many are of loved ones who have gone on to their great reward, but those of us still kicking are represented too. It's always an adventure to see which photos she's moved where around the house, not to mention looking for the ones that are "lost."
As I walked around a corner the other day, I did a double take when I saw this previously undisplayed photo hanging on the wall in a lovely gold frame...
Monday, January 18, 2010
A cutsie pie little clean up brush and dust pan and Valentine dish towels
Sunday, January 17, 2010
I'm thankful to say that my hair has quit hurting. I believe I will survive. Thanks so much for all of the kind comments. They made me smile!! I started feeling alive again on Saturday morning which was good because I needed to accomplish a few things over the long weekend.
1. We can check off the cleaning and organizing of the living room and dining room. Easy peasy since they were neither dirty nor messy. Hank moved some pictures, touched up some paint here and there, and I added reupholstering the 25 year old camelback sofa to my "to do" list.
2. I organized all of my files for mother's and Ned's business dealings and piddled around in the downstairs "study." We'll need to work on that again next weekend, but I already know to add a new rug and window treatment to the "to do" list. Tomorrow we are going to mother's house to try to clean out a few more things. We need to get it on the market.
3. Speaking of the "to do" list, Hank and I had a little, shall we say, DISCUSSION, about said list since he has one of his own that starts with replacing our windows, replacing our back deck, and planning for the demise of a heat pump. He suggested that his list is the REAL "to do" list and that my list is really a "want to do" list. I'm pouting.
4. I wrote and addressed letters to 15 students who have just been accepted to Clemson, encouraging them to accept the wonderful opportunity that they've earned. The letter campaign is a task that members of the Clemson University Parents' Council take on each year. It's a fun thing to do. When Legare got accepted to Law School at UNC, he got a phone call. These special touches are nice, don't you think?
Tune in tomorrow for the giveaway!!!
Friday, January 15, 2010
Thursday, January 14, 2010
But I am...Not the flu, but an awful ear infection and probably strep throat. After looking in my ears, the doctor decided to forego the strep test since the treatment would be the same as for the ears. Considering the swabbing for the flu test, I was just as happy not to have them do the swabbing of the sore throat.
My hair hurts...
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
I do believe I neglected to mention that Lorelai is all settled in her new apartment with her new (YAY YAY HIP HIP HURRAY!!!!!!) roommates. There are three other girls, all seniors, who are just as sweet as can be. Each girl has her own private bedroom AND bathroom. The kitchen has granite countertops.
This is NOT how it went when I was in college back in the early '80's. Hardly anybody at my sweet southern all girl college ever moved out of the dorm and into an apartment. There were always four girls in a suite sharing a bathroom. I believe there was a sad little kitchen area in each dorm basement but it was scary down there. Shoot, my freshman year we didn't even have air conditioning. Times sure enough have changed.
God was good to us. We'd reconciled ourselves to the fact that Lor was going to have to tough out the unfortunate roommate situation in the dorm for the remainder of the year. THEN...this apartment opportunity fell into our collective lap at a football game tailgate party. She went over to look at it the next afternoon and signed the lease the day after that. We moved her in Monday a week ago.
Legare is jealous because his apartment in Chapel Hill does not sport granite countertops. Life can be hard son...life can be hard...
Monday, January 11, 2010
When we built our house, we took some space out of this fourth bedroom so that our master bath could be larger. We then used the room as the nursery and a playroom. When Legare and Lorelai to all grown up, we decided to turn it into a big closet...somewhere for extra clothes, shoes, bags, the ironing board, and so forth. We didn't plan on a bunch of junk too, but OH well!
We ended up with bags and BAGS for trash, recycling, Goodwill, and the Treasure Barn, our favorite consignment shop, which is located out in one of the more rural areas of our county in an old store.
PLUS, we ended up with another "to do" list, but shoot, I always have one. We still need to repaint and replace the sad looking curtains I grabbed in a hurry one hot summer day as the sun was beating in and making our upstairs into a sauna. The windows also need to be cleaned on the outside, but that is DEFINITELY a job for a warm spring day. And the lamp needs a new shade.
Now...what to tackle NEXT weekend??? I'm thinking the master bedroom and bath...
Saturday, January 9, 2010
I honestly don't know how you, my blog friends who live in places where it is routinely this cold (or colder) for a long time do it. Southern Belle blessings on you ALL!
I'm going to have to get up out of this chair eventually and get going on that upstairs closet room. There are at least four people poised and ready to shamelessly mock me on Monday morning if I don't get it done.
For now, though, I'm going to lounge awhile with my coffee and read blogs. I got all caught up over the holidays, which included adding new blogs to my reader but NEVER taking any away. I might not comment as often as I should, but goodness knows, I LOVE everybody!!!!
Do you love me??? If you say "yes" it's good for another pre-entry in the upcoming giveaway. Here's a little preview...one of the prizes (and there will be several) is a $25 gift card to a place that almost all of us shop!!!!
Friday, January 8, 2010
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
In the meantime for folks who are paying attention, you'll be able to bank an entry or two or three by humoring me every now and then. Stay with me...it will make sense in a few more sentences.
This morning I had to be at one of our more distant schools really early. There are several routes but all involve mega-traffic. As I drove along, I experienced something completely unexpected. I drove for approximately 20 miles down one of the busiest roads in the area and did not have to stop for a traffic light ONE SINGLE TIME until I got ready to turn off of that road onto the interstate. What a blessing! Come to think of it...it might have been a true blue MIRACLE!!
Here's how you can earn one entry into the upcoming giveaway. Leave a comment and tell us all about something amazing that happened to you today!
Saturday, January 2, 2010
Being the fickle gal that I am...long about July, I'll be wishing for cold weather but that is then and this is now and right NOW, I'm looking for some chirping birds and warm breezes.
Photo above is of mother and me at Folly Beach, 1963. Talk about a lily white youngun. Mother had a real thing about NOT getting too much sun. I'm betting I was only outside long enough for the picture taking.
Legare, Lorelai and me at Edisto Beach, 1993
Ned and Lorelai fishing at the summer house, 2008
Friday, January 1, 2010
Tomorrow, we are hosting Lorelai's friends over at the farm for a day of four wheeling through the woods. Four wheeling for THEM...I will be chief cook and bottle washer and Hank will probably ride around on his tractor. He loves that tractor. Ned will likely come over for awhile too.
I don't know WHEN I've felt so lazy as I do this afternoon but I've decided to give in to it. After all, I'm back to work bright and early on Monday morning. I do; however, love new beginnings (as opposed to OLD beginnings?????) and I'm excited about 2010. For one thing it's more fun and efficient to say "twenty ten" than to say "two thousand nine." Of course, quite a few people around these parts are confused and keep saying, "twenty o'ten."
Okey dokey then...it's nap time.