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Tuesday, August 26, 2008

For Ang


if you come by, I read your blog and it sounds to me like some jealous people.
They do that kind of thing you know. I'm happy for your success and sad for your troubles.

Monday, August 11, 2008


Starting a new week, oh what a joy.
New plans, new choices, well maybe same old choices since its the same chores. But I get to choose when do them and what gets done first.
My first choice is the kitchen, my only choice is the kitchen, as it looks like the wreck of the Hespers.
HT is busy watching the kids. He has his 2 dvd's that he watches every morning. He comes in greets me, takes off his shoes, starts to say bye to mom, that can take 20 min. mom has a hard time leaving, he comes and takes my hand, leads me to the couch were the remotes sit and get excited when the show starts.

So to day HT will be busy emptying the toy box and I will spend my time going from the living room to the kitchen, that is until time for the big nap then it's kitchen time.

Wednesday, August 06, 2008

20 miles

We have friends who live out in the middle of no where. They have to pipe sunlight in.
Last night I got to spend the night out in the Big Woods. It was wonderful I slept and then slept some more.

What a great feeling.

Even if it was just 20 hours away, it felt like many more.

Saturday, August 02, 2008

Well, well

I don't have words for this past week, nor for the past year.
The world goes by and on its way life changes.

This is the first day my head has been almost clear. I have had a cold and once again ended up on amoxicillin. All this because Pa and I spent the day sitting in a cold room learning about diabetes and how to change our life style. That room was so cold that Pa was even cold and Pa is one of those people who is warm in winter.

Colds are nasty things. I have had my share of them but this past year or so they seem to have changed. They want to stay longer and behave worse then ever before in my life. I guess this all goes along with the getting old business. You know getting old is not for sissy's and here lately I have felt like a big sissy.

Well this sissy is going to try to get at least one chore done before my head gets all fuzzy again.