Mitch just got a call from Susan to tell him his favorite comedian is on tonight on the late show. At 1 am. He can't watch it until 3 am until it is up on his computer. We have no TV except for Grandma's in her living room. And one in my room where Andrew and I will be sleeping by then.
I miss having a living room where my kids and me can go in anytime of night or day and watch it. Most of all, for my kids.
Friday, July 24, 2009
Friday, July 17, 2009
4 nights ago
Moring when I woke, Grandma told me she wished I had been awake during the night, she was cold and would have asked me to turn the heater on.
Over 96 in the house
The thermostat will not register over this. We are fortunate to be able to keep the front door open for air. Cannot open the kitchen door opposite or the garage door to the left. Then there would be a draft. Grandma cannot have a draft.
2nd of Andrew's Prophecies
So, our African desert tortoise has been missing for 12 weeks or so. The same one that God brought back to life after I left him in a large pan of water over one freezing night a few years back. Anyone remember me pouring lukewarm water over him for hours all day when I found him frozen? On top of the skakeboard ramp Paula made in my old backyard?
Summer before, I had fried two tortoises. Left them in a large plastic bucket of water, so cool and comfy after a long summer day I spent at work. Only I left them for 2 days, and forgot about them, the water and turtles were gone when I went to check on them in the horror of realizing what I did. The dead turtles were there, but the water was not.
The gate flies open from the wind, sometimes the gardeners forget to close it. I tell Andrew that the turtle must have left by the gate. Funny, when we first moved here, I was always bringing that thing back before he hit the gutter at the end of the driveway. Probably the last time I laughed, remembering. I said, "Even the turtle wants to get away."
LLoongg story short! Yesterday, on the way to school at 7:55 am Andrew says "I think the turtle dug a hole and went next door. He's said that before. We had been talking on the way to school how we missed him, and how he has been gone for so long. There is cement all around the fencing in the backyard. So I just agreed.
This morning, Mitch is answering the call from the neighbor, hitting on his window. He calls Mitch to his driveway and asks if that turtle is ours.
Wow.
Summer before, I had fried two tortoises. Left them in a large plastic bucket of water, so cool and comfy after a long summer day I spent at work. Only I left them for 2 days, and forgot about them, the water and turtles were gone when I went to check on them in the horror of realizing what I did. The dead turtles were there, but the water was not.
The gate flies open from the wind, sometimes the gardeners forget to close it. I tell Andrew that the turtle must have left by the gate. Funny, when we first moved here, I was always bringing that thing back before he hit the gutter at the end of the driveway. Probably the last time I laughed, remembering. I said, "Even the turtle wants to get away."
LLoongg story short! Yesterday, on the way to school at 7:55 am Andrew says "I think the turtle dug a hole and went next door. He's said that before. We had been talking on the way to school how we missed him, and how he has been gone for so long. There is cement all around the fencing in the backyard. So I just agreed.
This morning, Mitch is answering the call from the neighbor, hitting on his window. He calls Mitch to his driveway and asks if that turtle is ours.
Wow.
2/2 Andrew's prophesies come true
Yes, w/in 5 days of each other. Sunday, just me and him on the drive to church, he says from back in his carseat: "I think Paula and Eric will come to church today." I've seen them once in the past year there, of course, last summer I went not at all, then they stopped coming when I started back up. "Now, " I say, "Last night was Eric's birthday party". Explaining that it was least of any morning we would see those two at church. He said twice more on the way that maybe they would come this moring too.
I was lazy, excuses, excuses, got off late the night before, etc. So basically Andrew and I were driving there to return and get more books from the library. So, sitting there in the foyer, (late as can be), we see doors swing open, see people filing out. By now I am usually at the library door, but I sit to yack w/a 95 year old lady. Wow! Out of those doors come Paula and Eric. What a feeling it was to see family at URC besides us.
I was lazy, excuses, excuses, got off late the night before, etc. So basically Andrew and I were driving there to return and get more books from the library. So, sitting there in the foyer, (late as can be), we see doors swing open, see people filing out. By now I am usually at the library door, but I sit to yack w/a 95 year old lady. Wow! Out of those doors come Paula and Eric. What a feeling it was to see family at URC besides us.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
she was nice she just wouldn't stop complaining about stuff
macaroni and cheese i made her the other day wasn't good enough, and she never saw anything like it (not even in poland or ukraine *gasp*)
and she also talked about this kielbasa that i gave her with it
and she said it wasn't fresh
even though it was just out of the new package
and then she saw some in the trash later
and assumed that the one in the trash was bad, and that i had taken it out of the trash and cut off a piece for her.
that and then her check that's worth like four dollars.
and she kept saying how she wanted to give it to the watering guy, but uncle mark wouldn't let her.
macaroni and cheese i made her the other day wasn't good enough, and she never saw anything like it (not even in poland or ukraine *gasp*)
and she also talked about this kielbasa that i gave her with it
and she said it wasn't fresh
even though it was just out of the new package
and then she saw some in the trash later
and assumed that the one in the trash was bad, and that i had taken it out of the trash and cut off a piece for her.
that and then her check that's worth like four dollars.
and she kept saying how she wanted to give it to the watering guy, but uncle mark wouldn't let her.
Monday, May 4, 2009
Don't call me - I'll call you.
Two doors closed, between garage, living room, and back garage door. Out in the backyard. I talked w/Susan, and Kathy. Privately, I thought, NOT!. Walking in the "house", which is combo couch, dining table, stove top, kitchen sink, a one room ordeal, is not even private outside of two doors and a garage. Grandma said she heard me talking and " what did I say?". I gave her a bath today.
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