If there's anyone out there still bothering to check my blog, I commend your loyalty and offer you this spectacularly long catch-up piece to explain my long silence.
Topic One: Look Both Ways
So I go to lunch the other day with a lot on my mind and end up with some guy's mind on my car. Yes, honestly, I hit a pedestrian. It wasn't as bad as it sounds when I say I had his mind on my car, but it was seriously my scariest moment to date. The week was to get scarier beyond that, but that was not a fun moment and the other story can be #2 or #3 in this post.
So, what happened was.... I was pulling out into traffic from a parking lot. I needed to go to the right on a busy street, and I looked both ways. I had a pretty long wait and then looked both ways again after a big batch of traffic had gone by. I looked to my left one last time and had the all-clear and BUMP, hit a guy. He had literally come out of nowhere and walked right into my car! I threw the car in park and jumped out in the middle of the street. "I didn't see you - are you allright?" I mean, luckily the guy was still on his feet and looked okay, just a little out of it. Honestly, I'm not sure he was in his right mind. I'm not even sure where he came from. I asked if I could do anything for him at all and he said "No, I'm fine" so I drove off. I shook and shook for awhile afterward. Could have been so much worse, but still, quite a scary feeling!
Story #2: Children are a pain - SERIOUSLY
So I started my weekend in the ER. I finally started a cycle after my miscarriage and had been put back on the Clomid. Days 1-3 went pretty much how they have before, a little more moody, a little queasy, but more or less normal. On Friday morning, however, I just didn't feel good. I had what almost felt like gas pressure, but can only really be described as abdominal pressure and can't really be communicated beyond just saying pain. I wasn't bloated or anything, I just hurt. And the hurt continued to worsen all morning. By about 10:30 I had to leave work, thinking I'd take an antacid and lay down, although I was suspicious this might be female troubles. An hour later Geoff and I were on our way to the ER.
It took an IV, a lot of fluid, and some pain medicine and about another 5 hours or so before the pain abated. I never got to see the doctor. I did have an ultrasound, but was not offered a great deal of explanation. I was sent home with pain meds and told to take the last dose of Clomid. I remain a little tender in the abdomen, but have no continued pain. The nurse practitioner suggested that I had overstimulation. After finally speaking with a doctor today, I found that this is not really possible; it was both far too early in my cycle for this, and I had no cysts larger than a centimeter. Overstimulation causes enormous cysts.
So what does this all mean? The long and short of it is that we're not sure. The doctor (as all doctors do) wants to run additional tests. But the good news is that the doctor believes that the early ultrasounds from Friday indicate that the Clomid is doing the trick this cycle and we should have a chance of being really fertile.
After that miscarriage, though, my readers will have to know that it will be a good while before we'll be sharing any baby news with the world, whether we know something or not.
And, by the way, this was that moment that I said was scarier than hitting a pedestrian with my car. I literally was in such extreme pain that I couldn't speak. I sobbed and wailed for a long time. I have never been so incapacitated. I felt ridiculous, but could do nothing about it. I wish I had a better explanation of the whole thing!
Story #3: Court TV in Real Time
The trial for Rosemary started this morning. After a heads up from her attorney, we got there about 1:00, which was great, because they were just wrapping up jury selection and we didn't have to wait long for the actual trial to begin. We sat directly behind Rosemary and her attorney, and the two younger boys sat with us. (Incidentally, if we had custody of those children, they would not have been brought to this trial)!
Today was fairly uneventful. Looks like it's going to be presented fairly and professionally, and it also looks like whatever other lies Rosemary has told to me in her time, she did not lie about the fact that there is no physical evidence in this case whatsoever. If all her attorney has to prove is reasonable doubt, he shouldn't have any trouble winning this thing outright. Maybe Rosemary will be home for Kaylan's 13th birthday Saturday.
Geoff and I went back and forth about going to the remainder of the trial. It will mean time off work without pay for me, if my boss is able to spare me. But we both feel that we have stuck it out this far, and it seems appropriate for us to stay. Besides, you should have seen her tears when she asked me to be there for the rest of the week. The witnesses have been sequestered for the trial, and since most of the witnesses for her side would have been the folks to sit in the courtroom in support of her, her side was really empty. It was Geoff & I, her uncle, her brother and two of her kids. So if work can spare me, it will be a long week for me, but I will spend it giving her a final show of support through this. I'll keep y'all posted on everything as it unfolds.
So no more "tagged" post. Happy, Aunt Kathy?
Monday, June 23, 2008
Friday, May 23, 2008
I've been tagged!
This is just for fun so copy this entire post and paste into your own post. Change all the answers so that they apply to you and TAG someone else! I tag Cricker and Summer!
1) First thing you wash in the shower? My hair
2) What color is your fav hoodie? white, because it's warm out now and the lightest-weight one I have is white
3) Do you plan outfits? No, but I keep thinking that I should do this, to save time getting ready for work and to keep me from buying "pieces" that I like but don't have anything else to wear with
4) How are you feeling RIGHT now? Kind of blah, not happy, not sad, not sure....
5) What's the closest thing to you thats red? my mousepad, a Lincoln marketing item "Hello Future"
6) Tell me about the last dream you remember having? I'll keep this one to myself. Had one of those psychological nightmares last night, you know where something hurts your feelings or you have to deal with something extremely painful. It was so realistic that I had to wake Geoff up for reassurance for about 30 minutes before I fell back to sleep. But when I did fall back to sleep I dreamt that Gini, Jason, Geoff, me, Mike Catoe, Reagan Catoe, and Micah were all at some big church sing-along thing. I started playing violin and classical guitar with the musicians and then couldn't find Geoff and the others after awhile (so again, turned into a scary dream, where I felt I'd been left somewhere). Not a good night for dreaming, I guess...
7) Did you meet anybody new today? Not so far, but it's still early.
8) What are you craving right now? Just gave into my craving - a Reese's cup
9) Do you floss? Of course - have you seen what gets left between your teeth with ordinary brushing?
10) What comes to mind when I say cabbage? Yum!
11) Are you emotional? I'm in this funk right now where I don't feel the slightest bit emotional, which is actually kind of odd for me. I think since the miscarriage I have had trouble coming out of my shell. I've been in permanent pms mode or something.
12) Have you ever counted to 1,000? It sounds like some obnoxious thing I would have done as a child - probably very loudly to show off
13) Do you bite into your ice cream or just lick it? I more or less bite it I guess, kind of like gumming it, I try not to involve the teeth too much or you get an ice cream headache
14) Do you like your hair? Sure; sometimes it doesn't do what I want it to, but I think the color is pretty cool and I'm glad I can have it really long for now.
15) Have you ever met a celebrity? Quite a few, if you know folks in Christian music circles
16) Do you like cottage cheese? Not in large quantities or by itself, but I like a little with some pears
17) What are you listening to right now? Birds chirping outside and traffice noises
18) How many countries have you visited? I think just France and Jamaica
19) Are your parents strict? It kind of depends on the situation. More yes than no.
20) Would you go sky diving? Not a chance
21) Would you have dinner with George W. Bush? Why not? It sounds amusing.
22) Would you throw potatoes at him? I seriously doubt it.
23) Is there anything sparkly in the room you're in? Nope
24) Have you ever been in a castle? I feel like I've been to Hogwarts for as many times as I've read the books and seen the movies. Didn't the Louvre used to be a castle, because I've been there; And I've been to Louis XIV Palace at Versailles - very cool!
25) Do you rent movies often? Probably more than I should. Can someone come up with something to do other than watch movies on a date with your spouse?
26) Have you ever made a prank phone call? Thanks to my cousins the Meyers, I've made quite a few - most along the lines of "Is your refrigerator running? Well, you'd better go and catch it."
27) Do you own a gun? No, but Geoff has a pump action rifle that sounds scary even though we don't own shells for it. After my neighbor was murdered, Geoff and I borrowed a gun with shells and kept it in the hallway for awhile, but we've since calmed down and returned it.
28) Can you count backwards from 74? Sure, isn't this what they ask you to do when you're going under anaesthesia?
29) Brown or white eggs? we buy brown because Geoff thinks they're more natural (not actually true, it has to do with the type of chicken and what they eat)
30) Ever been on a train? Several times, and I've been on the RTF in France which I'm pretty sure is the fastest train in the world.
31) Are you too forgiving? Is that possible? Then it depends, what did you do?
32) Do you use Chap-Stick? Sometimes
33) What is your best friend doing tomorrow? Hopefully having lunch with me
34) Can you use chop sticks? I can do a passable impression of using them
35) Ever had cream puffs? At a bridal shower or reception or something - gross
36) What was the last CD you bought? Casting Crowns
37) Is your hair curly? Straight as a stick
38) Ever walked into a wall? All the time; I should seriously get my head out of the clouds!
39) Fav time of the year? Fall
40) Favorite color? Yellow
41) Are you sarcastic? Me? Never!
42) Do you have any tattoos? Yes, an ichthus on my ankle (Christian fish with the Greek letters); I go back and forth between liking and hating it
43) Do you sleep with the TV on? I can't. Seriously, if there is a show on, even if I've seen it a thousand times, I have to see it through to the end.
44) What is your favorite animal? All of them, seriously, I love horses and dogs, and cats, really just about anything with fur or hair.
45) Can you hula hoop? I can make it go around once or twice
1) First thing you wash in the shower? My hair
2) What color is your fav hoodie? white, because it's warm out now and the lightest-weight one I have is white
3) Do you plan outfits? No, but I keep thinking that I should do this, to save time getting ready for work and to keep me from buying "pieces" that I like but don't have anything else to wear with
4) How are you feeling RIGHT now? Kind of blah, not happy, not sad, not sure....
5) What's the closest thing to you thats red? my mousepad, a Lincoln marketing item "Hello Future"
6) Tell me about the last dream you remember having? I'll keep this one to myself. Had one of those psychological nightmares last night, you know where something hurts your feelings or you have to deal with something extremely painful. It was so realistic that I had to wake Geoff up for reassurance for about 30 minutes before I fell back to sleep. But when I did fall back to sleep I dreamt that Gini, Jason, Geoff, me, Mike Catoe, Reagan Catoe, and Micah were all at some big church sing-along thing. I started playing violin and classical guitar with the musicians and then couldn't find Geoff and the others after awhile (so again, turned into a scary dream, where I felt I'd been left somewhere). Not a good night for dreaming, I guess...
7) Did you meet anybody new today? Not so far, but it's still early.
8) What are you craving right now? Just gave into my craving - a Reese's cup
9) Do you floss? Of course - have you seen what gets left between your teeth with ordinary brushing?
10) What comes to mind when I say cabbage? Yum!
11) Are you emotional? I'm in this funk right now where I don't feel the slightest bit emotional, which is actually kind of odd for me. I think since the miscarriage I have had trouble coming out of my shell. I've been in permanent pms mode or something.
12) Have you ever counted to 1,000? It sounds like some obnoxious thing I would have done as a child - probably very loudly to show off
13) Do you bite into your ice cream or just lick it? I more or less bite it I guess, kind of like gumming it, I try not to involve the teeth too much or you get an ice cream headache
14) Do you like your hair? Sure; sometimes it doesn't do what I want it to, but I think the color is pretty cool and I'm glad I can have it really long for now.
15) Have you ever met a celebrity? Quite a few, if you know folks in Christian music circles
16) Do you like cottage cheese? Not in large quantities or by itself, but I like a little with some pears
17) What are you listening to right now? Birds chirping outside and traffice noises
18) How many countries have you visited? I think just France and Jamaica
19) Are your parents strict? It kind of depends on the situation. More yes than no.
20) Would you go sky diving? Not a chance
21) Would you have dinner with George W. Bush? Why not? It sounds amusing.
22) Would you throw potatoes at him? I seriously doubt it.
23) Is there anything sparkly in the room you're in? Nope
24) Have you ever been in a castle? I feel like I've been to Hogwarts for as many times as I've read the books and seen the movies. Didn't the Louvre used to be a castle, because I've been there; And I've been to Louis XIV Palace at Versailles - very cool!
25) Do you rent movies often? Probably more than I should. Can someone come up with something to do other than watch movies on a date with your spouse?
26) Have you ever made a prank phone call? Thanks to my cousins the Meyers, I've made quite a few - most along the lines of "Is your refrigerator running? Well, you'd better go and catch it."
27) Do you own a gun? No, but Geoff has a pump action rifle that sounds scary even though we don't own shells for it. After my neighbor was murdered, Geoff and I borrowed a gun with shells and kept it in the hallway for awhile, but we've since calmed down and returned it.
28) Can you count backwards from 74? Sure, isn't this what they ask you to do when you're going under anaesthesia?
29) Brown or white eggs? we buy brown because Geoff thinks they're more natural (not actually true, it has to do with the type of chicken and what they eat)
30) Ever been on a train? Several times, and I've been on the RTF in France which I'm pretty sure is the fastest train in the world.
31) Are you too forgiving? Is that possible? Then it depends, what did you do?
32) Do you use Chap-Stick? Sometimes
33) What is your best friend doing tomorrow? Hopefully having lunch with me
34) Can you use chop sticks? I can do a passable impression of using them
35) Ever had cream puffs? At a bridal shower or reception or something - gross
36) What was the last CD you bought? Casting Crowns
37) Is your hair curly? Straight as a stick
38) Ever walked into a wall? All the time; I should seriously get my head out of the clouds!
39) Fav time of the year? Fall
40) Favorite color? Yellow
41) Are you sarcastic? Me? Never!
42) Do you have any tattoos? Yes, an ichthus on my ankle (Christian fish with the Greek letters); I go back and forth between liking and hating it
43) Do you sleep with the TV on? I can't. Seriously, if there is a show on, even if I've seen it a thousand times, I have to see it through to the end.
44) What is your favorite animal? All of them, seriously, I love horses and dogs, and cats, really just about anything with fur or hair.
45) Can you hula hoop? I can make it go around once or twice
Monday, April 28, 2008
Trying to Get on with Life
This past weekend in an effort to get on with life a little bit, I had mom, dad and Mercy come visit and go to the Auburn City Fest, a local shangri-la for kids. Most of the events are free, and M really racked up the prizes and had a great day. I'll have pictures as soon as mom gets a chance to download them to a computer and send them my way. I only had a few photos to share today. After the fair Mercy had an ice cream cone, which she enjoyed with all the fervor of a two-year-old. She's sitting on our walkway looking at a flower she got (for free) from the fair.
Mom and Dad also enjoyed some ice cream under the tree. Wonder if they'll be mad at me for posting this picture? It looks like mom managed to get the entire scoop in her mouth at once!
Finally, Geoff and I spent Sunday planting things and spreading mulch and generally being in the yard. It's good to do these things, to get up and get moving. As I said in my last post, I'm not doing great at the moment, but I am trying to manage all of these feelings the best way I know how. Gardening is good for that sort of thing. I put together two pots for the back patio like the one below.
I have some other things to post about, some playing catch up and some just trying to fill some space. And I hope to have a slideshow to put together soon of this past weekend. I think mom got some good pictures, and I'm sure Gini would like to see them.
I went back to work today and cried much of the morning. It was a fairly busy day and tomorrow promises to also be busy, and I think that's just best for now. Keep my focus off my sorrows and allow me just to work. I will be training a new co-worker next week. On Wednesday I am off to St. Louis for a work trip and will be gone through the remainder of the work week. I think it will be a good thing for me to be out and about, but I'm going to miss Geoff. I've really gotten clingy since last week and nothing beats the comfort that my hub provides.
I will probably not blog until after the St. Louis trip. Hopefully mom will have some pictures to me by then...
Saturday, April 26, 2008
How are you?
I was reading back over what I wrote the other day before surgery and realized what a game face I was putting on. I'm not as strong or emotionless about this whole thing as I tried to come across in that post. And specifically, one thing the doctor said to Geoff while I was in recovery was that this was truly a pregnancy and truly a baby. He said if we hadn't been on clomid and all, we may still not know that this pregnancy was not going to result in the nine month delivery of a child, because we wouldn't have had such early ultrasounds. I tried to brush over this in my last post, like it was just a fertilized egg and nothing more, but for me this was so disappointing. I thought at first it would be helpful to know that we never had to go through seeing the heartbeat start and then stop. But I'm not sure if that really changes much at all. The doctor is right. I was really pregnant for nearly 10 weeks, and losing a pregnancy is losing a baby.
I guess it just goes to show you how we process. One day we're thinking, "I can handle this," the next we're breaking down.
I'm sick of being asked how are you by folks because the socially acceptable response to this question is "fine" "good" or "okay" and right now none of these really fits. Right now I'm hurting, frustrated, and feeling like I'm supposed to suck it up and move on. It was a few days ago now, let's put it out of mind and move on. Yeah. Right.
But what an adjustment. Just last week I was pregnant, with high hopes for a Thanksgiving bundle of joy. I'd contracted a nanny and pre-approved my post-delivery work schedule. I'd bought a crib, maternity clothes, and a baby swing. I had been thinking about going to Babies R Us to register.
And now? I think I'm kind of lost. I'm suddenly not pregnant, and I don't even have a baby to show for it. I can't focus on work stuff because everything there has changed. I'm not sure how to adjust back to what it was like a little over two months ago, because I had changed gears to be focused on a future that should have come in 7 months.
After Wednesday, I had to put away a bunch of stuff, just get it out of sight. The crib would be too difficult to remove right now, but everything else has been stuffed into closets or the attic. And right now I don't want to look at baby or mom stuff; I don't want to hear about other peoples' babies or pregnancies or whatever. I threw away my pregnancy journal, which I was really enjoying writing in, and the sonagram picture from 7 weeks and all of the gifts from the doctor's office (which are basically promotional type items) and the positive pregnancy tests.
I think I would like to forget any of this happened, but I guess that's just how I'm feeling today. Tomorrow I may feel something a little different, who knows...
I'm feeling a little angry right now at things I don't want to be angry about, people I don't want to feel angry at. It is so frustrating to find others getting pregnant while on birth control, when I have sepnt nearly 5 years of marriage with no birth control and can't seem to conceive (effectively) without medical assistance. It's hard for me to see so many folks who haven't even been at this marriage thing for nearly as long as Geoff and I have, and they are already having children to show for it. I feel left behind. I feel a little defective. First the problem was that I couldn't ovulate at all. And then when I finally do, the egg was bad. I mean, could I just exchange my female parts for ones that work?!?
But after this week, I find that I am also a little glad that we can't just get right back to trying to get pregnant. For one, the D&C doesn't leave me feeling very sexy. But also, I'm emotionally not ready to deal with the possibility of going through this process again, and just because we've had one miscarriage now doesn't mean that we won't have another one. I can guarantee that Geoff and I will not tell a soul that we're pregnant next time until we know for sure that everything is really looking good. I want the doctor's word that all looks great at 12 weeks before I will breathe a word of this to anyone.
I haven't given up hope, but the answer to "how are you?" is not "fine" "good" or even "okay" at the moment, and that's just the way it is for now.
I guess it just goes to show you how we process. One day we're thinking, "I can handle this," the next we're breaking down.
I'm sick of being asked how are you by folks because the socially acceptable response to this question is "fine" "good" or "okay" and right now none of these really fits. Right now I'm hurting, frustrated, and feeling like I'm supposed to suck it up and move on. It was a few days ago now, let's put it out of mind and move on. Yeah. Right.
But what an adjustment. Just last week I was pregnant, with high hopes for a Thanksgiving bundle of joy. I'd contracted a nanny and pre-approved my post-delivery work schedule. I'd bought a crib, maternity clothes, and a baby swing. I had been thinking about going to Babies R Us to register.
And now? I think I'm kind of lost. I'm suddenly not pregnant, and I don't even have a baby to show for it. I can't focus on work stuff because everything there has changed. I'm not sure how to adjust back to what it was like a little over two months ago, because I had changed gears to be focused on a future that should have come in 7 months.
After Wednesday, I had to put away a bunch of stuff, just get it out of sight. The crib would be too difficult to remove right now, but everything else has been stuffed into closets or the attic. And right now I don't want to look at baby or mom stuff; I don't want to hear about other peoples' babies or pregnancies or whatever. I threw away my pregnancy journal, which I was really enjoying writing in, and the sonagram picture from 7 weeks and all of the gifts from the doctor's office (which are basically promotional type items) and the positive pregnancy tests.
I think I would like to forget any of this happened, but I guess that's just how I'm feeling today. Tomorrow I may feel something a little different, who knows...
I'm feeling a little angry right now at things I don't want to be angry about, people I don't want to feel angry at. It is so frustrating to find others getting pregnant while on birth control, when I have sepnt nearly 5 years of marriage with no birth control and can't seem to conceive (effectively) without medical assistance. It's hard for me to see so many folks who haven't even been at this marriage thing for nearly as long as Geoff and I have, and they are already having children to show for it. I feel left behind. I feel a little defective. First the problem was that I couldn't ovulate at all. And then when I finally do, the egg was bad. I mean, could I just exchange my female parts for ones that work?!?
But after this week, I find that I am also a little glad that we can't just get right back to trying to get pregnant. For one, the D&C doesn't leave me feeling very sexy. But also, I'm emotionally not ready to deal with the possibility of going through this process again, and just because we've had one miscarriage now doesn't mean that we won't have another one. I can guarantee that Geoff and I will not tell a soul that we're pregnant next time until we know for sure that everything is really looking good. I want the doctor's word that all looks great at 12 weeks before I will breathe a word of this to anyone.
I haven't given up hope, but the answer to "how are you?" is not "fine" "good" or even "okay" at the moment, and that's just the way it is for now.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Not the Post You've Been Waiting For
Tomorrow morning, three days shy of ten weeks, our first pregnancy will end in some outpatient surgery. That's right - we finally managed to get pregnant, something I was so excited about only a few weeks ago, until we had our first ultrasound, which showed a clearly defined gestational sac with a great looking yolk in it, only problem being it was supposed to contain a fetus. We scheduled a second ultrasound 10 days later in hopes of having simply been off on our dates. The second ultrasound (Monday) proved to show only an empty sac.
We're processing right now, but doing okay. One bonus of this situation (if you want to call it that) is the fact that it has made us a stronger team. Geoff has been a big supporter through the last few days, and volunteered whole-heartedly to be my caretaker through the next few days of surgery and recovery. Pray for me especially through Mother's Day and if you feel like leaving me a message, please leave off the part about "it just wasn't meant to be." Sorry if that sounds like I'm being picky or cranky, but don't people think we know all that? We're not angry at God and we're not feeling particularly overwhelmed or depressed by this. But we don't need to constantly here this phrase or its many variations.
The biggest thing that has made it easier was the fact that we never saw the fetus develop, never heard a heartbeat. In fact, in some respects, there never was a baby at all - just a fertilized egg that never developed into more. The loss seems different somehow. The biggest thing that has made it harder is the fact that we are over 9 weeks into this process of feeling and for all practical purposes being pregnant. We wish we had known earlier that the egg was not developing, but c'est la vie, we really are okay.
My weekend with my folks a few weekends ago was really fun. Before we realized the problem we spent the weekend preparing for a baby, preparations that I am still confident won't go to waste. We bought a crib and swing and some blankets and such, and we went through our storage unit and discovered the perfect dresser and rocker, both of which are being fixed up for the future. And my dad helped put some finishing touches on the house, painting our columns white.
On another note, my neighbor's trial has been postponed yet again and my patience in dealing with her runs very thin. I have recently caught her in some more lying (she is hoarding child support money meant for her children) and I am really tired of the situation and unsure about the future of this relationship. But right now I think I just have my own cares to deal with, and I'm taking a bit of a break there.
Well, like I said, not the post you or I were hoping for, but it is what it is. And if at first you don't succeed, try, try again.
We appreciate your prayers.
We're processing right now, but doing okay. One bonus of this situation (if you want to call it that) is the fact that it has made us a stronger team. Geoff has been a big supporter through the last few days, and volunteered whole-heartedly to be my caretaker through the next few days of surgery and recovery. Pray for me especially through Mother's Day and if you feel like leaving me a message, please leave off the part about "it just wasn't meant to be." Sorry if that sounds like I'm being picky or cranky, but don't people think we know all that? We're not angry at God and we're not feeling particularly overwhelmed or depressed by this. But we don't need to constantly here this phrase or its many variations.
The biggest thing that has made it easier was the fact that we never saw the fetus develop, never heard a heartbeat. In fact, in some respects, there never was a baby at all - just a fertilized egg that never developed into more. The loss seems different somehow. The biggest thing that has made it harder is the fact that we are over 9 weeks into this process of feeling and for all practical purposes being pregnant. We wish we had known earlier that the egg was not developing, but c'est la vie, we really are okay.
My weekend with my folks a few weekends ago was really fun. Before we realized the problem we spent the weekend preparing for a baby, preparations that I am still confident won't go to waste. We bought a crib and swing and some blankets and such, and we went through our storage unit and discovered the perfect dresser and rocker, both of which are being fixed up for the future. And my dad helped put some finishing touches on the house, painting our columns white.
On another note, my neighbor's trial has been postponed yet again and my patience in dealing with her runs very thin. I have recently caught her in some more lying (she is hoarding child support money meant for her children) and I am really tired of the situation and unsure about the future of this relationship. But right now I think I just have my own cares to deal with, and I'm taking a bit of a break there.
Well, like I said, not the post you or I were hoping for, but it is what it is. And if at first you don't succeed, try, try again.
We appreciate your prayers.
Wednesday, April 09, 2008
Wonderful Weekends
I haven't been absent that long, but everyone wants to know why I haven't written. Just been crazy busy (not to mention tired from being busy)!!! After several months of straining the budget, I decided to take on full-time hours at work for the remainder of the year, trying to help keep Geoff and I in the clear on money. So work has been an adjustment, and I've just had my mind on other things for awhile.
However, you want me to post something, so here I am.
I find myself wedged between two wonderful weekends. The first was two weeks ago when Gini (my sister) and my neice M came to visit. If you'd like to see a slideshow (which I know I promised earlier) use the side menu of blog links and go to "My sister." She's posted some since then, but scroll down and you'll find pics of all of our fun. I would have posted my own slideshow, but discovered when I went to use my camera that it had not been recharged!
I always love having both of them to visit. M really enjoyed our "Puddy-Pud," Irving. And I continued my now long-standing tradition of falling down anytime M is in town.
Last summer she was visiting and we went to Hickory Dickory Park. We were all having a good time when suddenly out of nowhere, I slipped and fell flat on my back. All M could say about this adventure was "Minnah fell down," which she repeated for at least a week afterward to anyone who asked her about her trip down to see me.
Well, I had to outdo myself on this trip. M and I were sitting on my front porch on that nice swing Geoff gave me for Christmas, just minding our own business swinging back and forth and suddenly - CRASH! Down came swing with me on it and M on me. No one was hurt, not even the swing, but we were all quite startled. The swing is still on the ground. I guess we need a longer screw to hold it in. I know the wood in the ceiling is all new so I think I just didn't get it in there deep enough.
I did say I outdid myself, right? So one fall was certainly not enough to content me.
G and M and I went to Frog Legs, our new Opelika establishment with loads of indoor inflatables for kids to play on. M needed a little help from time to time, so G and I took turns. (Can I mention that I'm really impressed at my sister getting up there and doing these climbing and sliding things at 6 months pregnant)? Anyway, I was just finishing up one slide with M and the step down was about 3 feet. Someone had put this nice little stepping block to help folks get down (or so I thought). Only it wasn't solid. It was entirely made of foam! So I stepped like it was solid and it squished and flipped and there I was, flat on my back again with little kids running and jumping over me to get onto the big slide. M unfortunately missed Minnah falling this time as she had found another slide or jumping, climbing station to enjoy, but Gini laughed so hard that she cried.
Anyway, Gini told me I just had to share my humiliation with the world, so there's your laugh for the day.
I'd write more about that weekend, but the pictures speak for themselves (and this post is getting really long as it is).
And I did say I was sandwiched between two wonderful weekends, so let me just say, I'll have another post soon about the lovely weekend that starts tomorrow (taking another Friday off). Mom and Dad are on their way to visit! I won't tell you what all we're up to now, because I'm sure you'll enjoy hearing about it when it's over. Just let it suffice that I've been counting days (and am now counting hours) until this weekend gets here, so I'm sure it's going to be great!
However, you want me to post something, so here I am.
I find myself wedged between two wonderful weekends. The first was two weeks ago when Gini (my sister) and my neice M came to visit. If you'd like to see a slideshow (which I know I promised earlier) use the side menu of blog links and go to "My sister." She's posted some since then, but scroll down and you'll find pics of all of our fun. I would have posted my own slideshow, but discovered when I went to use my camera that it had not been recharged!
I always love having both of them to visit. M really enjoyed our "Puddy-Pud," Irving. And I continued my now long-standing tradition of falling down anytime M is in town.
Last summer she was visiting and we went to Hickory Dickory Park. We were all having a good time when suddenly out of nowhere, I slipped and fell flat on my back. All M could say about this adventure was "Minnah fell down," which she repeated for at least a week afterward to anyone who asked her about her trip down to see me.
Well, I had to outdo myself on this trip. M and I were sitting on my front porch on that nice swing Geoff gave me for Christmas, just minding our own business swinging back and forth and suddenly - CRASH! Down came swing with me on it and M on me. No one was hurt, not even the swing, but we were all quite startled. The swing is still on the ground. I guess we need a longer screw to hold it in. I know the wood in the ceiling is all new so I think I just didn't get it in there deep enough.
I did say I outdid myself, right? So one fall was certainly not enough to content me.
G and M and I went to Frog Legs, our new Opelika establishment with loads of indoor inflatables for kids to play on. M needed a little help from time to time, so G and I took turns. (Can I mention that I'm really impressed at my sister getting up there and doing these climbing and sliding things at 6 months pregnant)? Anyway, I was just finishing up one slide with M and the step down was about 3 feet. Someone had put this nice little stepping block to help folks get down (or so I thought). Only it wasn't solid. It was entirely made of foam! So I stepped like it was solid and it squished and flipped and there I was, flat on my back again with little kids running and jumping over me to get onto the big slide. M unfortunately missed Minnah falling this time as she had found another slide or jumping, climbing station to enjoy, but Gini laughed so hard that she cried.
Anyway, Gini told me I just had to share my humiliation with the world, so there's your laugh for the day.
I'd write more about that weekend, but the pictures speak for themselves (and this post is getting really long as it is).
And I did say I was sandwiched between two wonderful weekends, so let me just say, I'll have another post soon about the lovely weekend that starts tomorrow (taking another Friday off). Mom and Dad are on their way to visit! I won't tell you what all we're up to now, because I'm sure you'll enjoy hearing about it when it's over. Just let it suffice that I've been counting days (and am now counting hours) until this weekend gets here, so I'm sure it's going to be great!
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