It looks like September is the month for birthdays around here. Every one is having one, that’s one thing we all have in common, birthdays and death.
Enough of that, each one of you “birthdayers” know you had birthday this month have a jolly one will you?
I’m here to talk about the café which is rocking the place out. Bee and I have been extra busy with a new set of sandwiches and cookies, the cookies are my favorite to test out. She can make some home made goodness. I think soon my belt will need some loosening up. How ever the cooler weather is setting in and soon we will shut down till spring returns. I'm thinking right after Halloween will be the prime time to let it go.
Mom and I are having nice walk sessions each Monday, we get to chat it up on current life events. I get to spread gossip about my brothers and hear good stuff on the rest of the family. It makes the day go by pretty fast. I see a bit of glow in her cheeks now which makes me more at ease.
My Pops, ever the asshole, is up to his no good rants per usual, gleaming at the fact that Jacks was moved down to a temp position. Its all good because Jacks is busting his hump to be right back where he started and this time on a permanent basis. Besides my Pops pride was knocked down a notch or two when he lost a big account. He ran around the house grumbling for a week.
Lori is undecided what she wants to do on Halloween. I say go to a nice party and come home, forget the boys; she’s beyond the candy stage now. Besides it might mess up her girlish figure. (joke).
Luke is coming home this weekend with the new crew. I’m excited to see how much the two rascals have grown in the last few months, Julie doesn’t want to get them out until after the cold weather is gone so this will be our last visit unless we pop in to see them. I don’t mind doing that either the trip up is easy.
I think we all need a little fresh company, something new in our lives that makes us all smile. Those two little guys might be the ticket, too bad they have to share a birthday.
Wednesday, September 30
Tuesday, September 29
Walking, its good for you
Since the visit with the heart doctor with my Mom, in which I think I was more nervous than she. It was suggested she get into a walking routine. I think after the giddiness of leaving his office and him saying “We don’t have to crack open your chest just yet” was emoted to her she was light as a feather and eager to do what ever to make her heart healthy. She did mention she had pains every once in a while after a long walk or walking too quickly or the cold. I think if we boost up her walking before the harsh stuff comes in it might help.
Mind you, my Mom isn’t over weight, in fact she is considered under weight due to the medications she takes for her blood cancer. She isn’t old, hardly over the age of 40. Stress, well if you think about the jerk she is married to that would be the only stress she has in her life. She doesn’t have to work, she spends most her time doing volunteer work. She doesn’t smoke and rarely have I seen a drink in her hand, she mainly nurses a glass of wine during parties. She used to be in key health, dancing and singing and being the life of the party, cancer takes that away from you. Not to mention 4 kids.
So our plan of action is to do a long walk session on Mondays, its usually a good free day for me. My job in the walking is to carry packages, due to the fact we are mall walking. Open doors, drop off and pick up at the front door of the Malls and tag along with her and G. Of course also helping in the chores of whatever they purchase i.e they bought a new bakers rack for the back deck to set plants on. My job of course it to put it together as they mangle the plants.
Last Monday she walked over 3 hours, a nice slow natural pace. We ate a decent lunch of a salad and sweet teas grabbed groceries and thought of what to do on next Mondays outing.
Lori is having a fit as to why we don’t do this on a Saturday so she can join in, which she can because on those days my G and Mom still do their rounds to the different malls, just minus me. A guy has to have his alone time you know.
I’m waiting until Thursday for my next post since its going to be about birthdays and what not.
Mind you, my Mom isn’t over weight, in fact she is considered under weight due to the medications she takes for her blood cancer. She isn’t old, hardly over the age of 40. Stress, well if you think about the jerk she is married to that would be the only stress she has in her life. She doesn’t have to work, she spends most her time doing volunteer work. She doesn’t smoke and rarely have I seen a drink in her hand, she mainly nurses a glass of wine during parties. She used to be in key health, dancing and singing and being the life of the party, cancer takes that away from you. Not to mention 4 kids.
So our plan of action is to do a long walk session on Mondays, its usually a good free day for me. My job in the walking is to carry packages, due to the fact we are mall walking. Open doors, drop off and pick up at the front door of the Malls and tag along with her and G. Of course also helping in the chores of whatever they purchase i.e they bought a new bakers rack for the back deck to set plants on. My job of course it to put it together as they mangle the plants.
Last Monday she walked over 3 hours, a nice slow natural pace. We ate a decent lunch of a salad and sweet teas grabbed groceries and thought of what to do on next Mondays outing.
Lori is having a fit as to why we don’t do this on a Saturday so she can join in, which she can because on those days my G and Mom still do their rounds to the different malls, just minus me. A guy has to have his alone time you know.
I’m waiting until Thursday for my next post since its going to be about birthdays and what not.
Wednesday, September 23
Doctors and fun
Today my Mom had a check up with her heart doctor for the first time since her last episode a few weeks ago. I was worried about it, more so since she asked me to tag along and listen in for her, this job is usually reserved fro my G or an aunt. Somehow I became the lucky one to be volunteered to sit in. Needless to say the last few nights I haven’t been able to rest well and its been running in the back of my mind.
I guess the fact of not really knowing what to expect, would they make her run on a treadmill or take blood or hook her up to different machines? All those thoughts ran through my head over and over.
It ended up we did an EKG a blood pressure check and a list of her medications, a run down of how she felt. The doc checked her heart beat and talked to her a bit and changed her meds around. No big deal! Since she’s not really had any pains lately he was please to hear it and let her go until March.
She practically skipped out of the office, it was like a new lease on life for her.
She called on her cell to give the 411 to my G and PG, her brothers and sisters and Luke. Luke was happy to hear the news and planned on making a run down to see us with the whole crew in the next couple of weeks.
She wanted to go to the mall, the Doc wanted her to walk more. For gosh sakes she is always mall walking but he wants her to do more. I volunteered to help her on Mondays, with walking, so for now on she and I plan on having a walking date every Monday afternoon.
I called Jacks to let him know everything was ok, he’s been worried about it, missing out on sleep and having head aches. Typical of him, anything worries him he gets quiet and wont sleep and on come the head aches.
I slipped in a text message to Lori and she gave me a quick “Yay, I love you” before her phone could be confiscated in class.
Now, since the rains seem not to want to stop I might just go a relax a while and catch up on some sleep.
I guess the fact of not really knowing what to expect, would they make her run on a treadmill or take blood or hook her up to different machines? All those thoughts ran through my head over and over.
It ended up we did an EKG a blood pressure check and a list of her medications, a run down of how she felt. The doc checked her heart beat and talked to her a bit and changed her meds around. No big deal! Since she’s not really had any pains lately he was please to hear it and let her go until March.
She practically skipped out of the office, it was like a new lease on life for her.
She called on her cell to give the 411 to my G and PG, her brothers and sisters and Luke. Luke was happy to hear the news and planned on making a run down to see us with the whole crew in the next couple of weeks.
She wanted to go to the mall, the Doc wanted her to walk more. For gosh sakes she is always mall walking but he wants her to do more. I volunteered to help her on Mondays, with walking, so for now on she and I plan on having a walking date every Monday afternoon.
I called Jacks to let him know everything was ok, he’s been worried about it, missing out on sleep and having head aches. Typical of him, anything worries him he gets quiet and wont sleep and on come the head aches.
I slipped in a text message to Lori and she gave me a quick “Yay, I love you” before her phone could be confiscated in class.
Now, since the rains seem not to want to stop I might just go a relax a while and catch up on some sleep.
Tuesday, September 8
Escapes
We all have them, mine is in my blog, for some with food, or TV or running, or for some in virtual worlds. We all get lost in them in one way or another. Lately I’ve found myself lost in mine. With the state of the economy, people losing jobs or being laid off for what ever lame reason. You can’t pay for your bills like you used to or keep up that house payment it puts stress on a lot of us. Some glide right on through and some are really struggling.
Its easy to think about “me” how “I” feel, how this is going to affect “me” and we forget about “others” or “him” or “her“. Be it the latest in gossip or the new hateful word slung their way. how it apparently just rolls off the tongue with ease and with no care. Its amazing to me to think some people can be so heartless and careless of others feelings. Even if its for someone you never really met. When someone slaps you with a heartless gesture do you ever wonder if they actually feel that way or is it peer pressure forcing them to say it? I wonder, I wonder about a lot of things.
Sunday I saw my Mom cry again, she doesn’t cry that much and she didn’t then. Only a sad face and a few tears, which she quickly wiped away. “he looks so bad” She has a tender heart and a giving frame of mind. She doesn’t show much in emotions, big on hugs and kisses and says “I love you” every chance she has. Avoids confrontations when she can, even if it’s with my stupid ass hole of a Pops. The epitome of unconditional love. She cried because she saw the hurt in my great uncles face Sunday at the funeral of his wife. He of course was high on Valium, “I’m high as a Georgia Pine”. I had to laugh, she teared up but I pulled my best Jacks impression and made her giggle
Of course this isn’t where I’m going on this its just a ramble for me. I sat last night thinking about her and others, sort of my way of worrying. You ever think of the kids in St Judes Hospital? Or anyone in the hospital trying to recover from some disease. The pain and agony they go through daily, hourly by the minute. The tubes and needles and sickness of everyday life, just to get by to make it another day. I’m not talking about hunger, or being alone, I’m talking about people here in the US suffering daily.
It bothered me to think about it, and we whine about petty grievances and arguments, what so and so has and you don’t. It just at that moment in time seemed so small and insignificant to me. I don't know where I'm going on this and it may appear to be a mush of words flowing out endlessly. Maybe I should be so happy to be able to jump up and post about others complaints.
Its easy to think about “me” how “I” feel, how this is going to affect “me” and we forget about “others” or “him” or “her“. Be it the latest in gossip or the new hateful word slung their way. how it apparently just rolls off the tongue with ease and with no care. Its amazing to me to think some people can be so heartless and careless of others feelings. Even if its for someone you never really met. When someone slaps you with a heartless gesture do you ever wonder if they actually feel that way or is it peer pressure forcing them to say it? I wonder, I wonder about a lot of things.
Sunday I saw my Mom cry again, she doesn’t cry that much and she didn’t then. Only a sad face and a few tears, which she quickly wiped away. “he looks so bad” She has a tender heart and a giving frame of mind. She doesn’t show much in emotions, big on hugs and kisses and says “I love you” every chance she has. Avoids confrontations when she can, even if it’s with my stupid ass hole of a Pops. The epitome of unconditional love. She cried because she saw the hurt in my great uncles face Sunday at the funeral of his wife. He of course was high on Valium, “I’m high as a Georgia Pine”. I had to laugh, she teared up but I pulled my best Jacks impression and made her giggle
Of course this isn’t where I’m going on this its just a ramble for me. I sat last night thinking about her and others, sort of my way of worrying. You ever think of the kids in St Judes Hospital? Or anyone in the hospital trying to recover from some disease. The pain and agony they go through daily, hourly by the minute. The tubes and needles and sickness of everyday life, just to get by to make it another day. I’m not talking about hunger, or being alone, I’m talking about people here in the US suffering daily.
It bothered me to think about it, and we whine about petty grievances and arguments, what so and so has and you don’t. It just at that moment in time seemed so small and insignificant to me. I don't know where I'm going on this and it may appear to be a mush of words flowing out endlessly. Maybe I should be so happy to be able to jump up and post about others complaints.
Monday, September 7
Another goodbye
I have this great aunt that passed away early Friday morning, she was a hoot to be around so maybe that’s were the word “Great” aunt came from?
Anyway she’d been sick a long while from her kidneys not wanting to cooperate making her swell up three times her normal size. The lady was nearly eighty years old and wouldn’t take guff from any one-- even the nurses. I believe that might have been her down fall in the end because the nurses would try to get her to do her therapy and she would refuse.
In her younger years she would keep myself and Luke some afternoons just to give my mom a break whilst the taught school and prepaid homework assignments. Luke and I knew exactly what to do to push that her buttons. Once she gave us Kool Aid to drink with our lunch meal, Luke would say “Ahh, this is some great wine!” and of course I would chime in with “Yes, I love it, it‘s much better than the beer you gave us!” she would her us and get all riled up, “That is Kool Aid and nothing more!” I never could understand why she would lose it over us pretending.
In the food store we would follow her around up and down the rows of food puffing on our gum cigars or chalky cigarettes. Later on we advanced to the Big Chew chewing gum and drove her batty.
She had 3 kids that were older than us, so they wouldn’t really play with the two little guys much so we had to entertain ourselves.
Later on in her life she started turning for the worse, becoming more grumpy and opinionated that would drive people away from her. She became one of those nit picky people that would nail you on anything she could find. It would make holidays and family reunions interesting, especially if you had a cousin that had gained some weight, crazy hair color, child out of wedlock or odd clothing. Be assured she would have some comment on it. Her kids were shown no mercy.
However picky she might have been she was very sweet if you called her out about her mood. My G would break her with a “Calm it down” and she would chill out.
Sunday they laid her to rest, it was funny though, the rain and winds were blasting that morning and I dread getting out in it for the burial but as we walked out the chapel the sun was shining and everything was drying off. Its as if God was cleaning the patch of earth they were about to put her in.
Anyway she’d been sick a long while from her kidneys not wanting to cooperate making her swell up three times her normal size. The lady was nearly eighty years old and wouldn’t take guff from any one-- even the nurses. I believe that might have been her down fall in the end because the nurses would try to get her to do her therapy and she would refuse.
In her younger years she would keep myself and Luke some afternoons just to give my mom a break whilst the taught school and prepaid homework assignments. Luke and I knew exactly what to do to push that her buttons. Once she gave us Kool Aid to drink with our lunch meal, Luke would say “Ahh, this is some great wine!” and of course I would chime in with “Yes, I love it, it‘s much better than the beer you gave us!” she would her us and get all riled up, “That is Kool Aid and nothing more!” I never could understand why she would lose it over us pretending.
In the food store we would follow her around up and down the rows of food puffing on our gum cigars or chalky cigarettes. Later on we advanced to the Big Chew chewing gum and drove her batty.
She had 3 kids that were older than us, so they wouldn’t really play with the two little guys much so we had to entertain ourselves.
Later on in her life she started turning for the worse, becoming more grumpy and opinionated that would drive people away from her. She became one of those nit picky people that would nail you on anything she could find. It would make holidays and family reunions interesting, especially if you had a cousin that had gained some weight, crazy hair color, child out of wedlock or odd clothing. Be assured she would have some comment on it. Her kids were shown no mercy.
However picky she might have been she was very sweet if you called her out about her mood. My G would break her with a “Calm it down” and she would chill out.
Sunday they laid her to rest, it was funny though, the rain and winds were blasting that morning and I dread getting out in it for the burial but as we walked out the chapel the sun was shining and everything was drying off. Its as if God was cleaning the patch of earth they were about to put her in.
Wednesday, September 2
Rain, rain…
That’s all its done for the last day is rain…….that’s fine I needed a break from the world of sweat and dirt. Its now nothing but humidity and mud.
I have been extra busy the last 2 weeks closing out the country club and making new ideas for the next one. The City is also dong some changes here and there that’s kept us semi busy so that we have to split the teams up to keep both running properly.
Mom is doing well, she is having her weak moments but that doesn’t keep her from going shopping. That woman is a trouper, like the “heart attack” she was scared as the rest of us but she kept on. Making sure everyone in the house was taken care of and every thing was organized.
G has changed her cooking ways now, she uses less spices and salts and adds the fake butter to her foods. PG doesn’t seem to matter to him, “That man will eat anything” is what my G says and she’s right. Sunday dinners are still great and I cant wait to have them.
Lori is all into school and the boys, she’s hinting about wanting a laptop “to help her in her classes”. Right… Mom says if her first semester grades are good they could go shopping for one. I heard her the other day tell her friend “Oh my God, I said hi to him!” and they all giggled.
Luke and his growing crew are doing great, he says its hard to get a schedule for them, each on wants to do something at a different time. He told me he cant wait to get back to the office and work properly. I bet that’s why he wants to go…..
Jacks is doing fine, minus the H1N1 scare they have going around, a daughter of a lady in the office was tested positive with the flu, in fact 33% of her school. Which wouldn’t be so bad but the girl was diagnosed with it on Tuesday and the mom came to work that whole week. So they closed the office down until they see what the deal is. Jacks is happy because he has an extra long week for the labor day weekend.
I have been extra busy the last 2 weeks closing out the country club and making new ideas for the next one. The City is also dong some changes here and there that’s kept us semi busy so that we have to split the teams up to keep both running properly.
Mom is doing well, she is having her weak moments but that doesn’t keep her from going shopping. That woman is a trouper, like the “heart attack” she was scared as the rest of us but she kept on. Making sure everyone in the house was taken care of and every thing was organized.
G has changed her cooking ways now, she uses less spices and salts and adds the fake butter to her foods. PG doesn’t seem to matter to him, “That man will eat anything” is what my G says and she’s right. Sunday dinners are still great and I cant wait to have them.
Lori is all into school and the boys, she’s hinting about wanting a laptop “to help her in her classes”. Right… Mom says if her first semester grades are good they could go shopping for one. I heard her the other day tell her friend “Oh my God, I said hi to him!” and they all giggled.
Luke and his growing crew are doing great, he says its hard to get a schedule for them, each on wants to do something at a different time. He told me he cant wait to get back to the office and work properly. I bet that’s why he wants to go…..
Jacks is doing fine, minus the H1N1 scare they have going around, a daughter of a lady in the office was tested positive with the flu, in fact 33% of her school. Which wouldn’t be so bad but the girl was diagnosed with it on Tuesday and the mom came to work that whole week. So they closed the office down until they see what the deal is. Jacks is happy because he has an extra long week for the labor day weekend.
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