Ryan
The Love of my Life!
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Midnight Musings
It is now 12:51 am. Normally, I am happily asleep at this time. I require a good 8 hours if I am to be anywhere near cordial the next day. Tonight, however, Ryan is not feeling well. Poor kid is coughing so hard he is vomitting. Yuch! I put vicks on the feet, reluctantly gave him some robitussin, set up the humidifier and made us beds in the living room. After 15 minutes, he started yucking up. So, we tried a nebulizer treatment which so far, has not seemed to work at all. It has, however, made him WIDE awake! I am sooooo tired! I think in the morning, we will be calling the pediatrician. He has had a cough on and off all winter and this one has hung on for about 2 weeks now. It seems to leave only to rear its head every once in a while. I had childhood athsma and I wonder if he might have it as well. A few years ago we had him tested for allergies/athsma and were given a diagnosis which I don't remember. I do remember it boiled down to a wintertime type.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Brrrrr
Brr ... doesn't even begin to cover it! Today is a snow day for me - well, not exactly snow day, but Cold Day! Yesterday morning was fun leaving home - the sidewalks and streets were covered with a beautiful layer of black ice courtesy of the freezing rain that fell and kept falling as we drove to school. I had to keep the heat up full blast and the windshield wipers going or the ice formed on the windshield. It was crazy. During the day the temperature kept dropping and snow fell. In all we probably have 3 or 4 inches. Not alot, but the temps are below zero and when we woke up the windchill was -33. Yech!
It reminds me of growing up in Iowa - I remember walking to Church and having to walk on the grass because the sidewalks were too icy. In college, over Christmas break (I stayed up there), I was walking to work - about 3/4 mile - and half way there I had icicles on my eyelashes and booger cicles hanging from my nose. It was COLD! I also remember a day my first year of teaching when the principal called to say we had no school. I went to the window and thought she was crazy as there was no snow. However, later in the day when I went to attempt a walk to the post office, I could not get off our property as the ice was so thick it made even walking on the grass a slippery mess.
So, today, on our COLD day, Ryan and I are going to make valentines, cookies, and banana bread. I'm also thinking there will be some playing and coloring as well and I'm going to try to sneak in an episode of Gilmore Girls. Stay warm!
It reminds me of growing up in Iowa - I remember walking to Church and having to walk on the grass because the sidewalks were too icy. In college, over Christmas break (I stayed up there), I was walking to work - about 3/4 mile - and half way there I had icicles on my eyelashes and booger cicles hanging from my nose. It was COLD! I also remember a day my first year of teaching when the principal called to say we had no school. I went to the window and thought she was crazy as there was no snow. However, later in the day when I went to attempt a walk to the post office, I could not get off our property as the ice was so thick it made even walking on the grass a slippery mess.
So, today, on our COLD day, Ryan and I are going to make valentines, cookies, and banana bread. I'm also thinking there will be some playing and coloring as well and I'm going to try to sneak in an episode of Gilmore Girls. Stay warm!
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Connie
A little while ago, I found out that our friend, Connie, had passed away at age 69. I first met her 10 1/2 years ago when I first started dating Rob. They had lived near each other for over 10 years at that point, and she was close to Rob, his mom, and especially his dad, who had passed away a year before we met.
Connie was a character. She was short, and outspoken, and told things like it was. She was also very giving of herself, her advice, and anything else you needed, though she had a very limited income.
She was married a couple of times. The only husband of hers I ever knew was Clark. The two of them were meant for each other and complemented each other very well.
She was a unique lady. She believed strongly in spirits and believed they were all around us. She talked to them and they talked to her. She made me believe that those who pass on never truly leave us.
She was outgoing, yet very miserable in social situations. She did not like crowds in the least.
She was a family woman. She loved her kids, but also her grandkids and her great-grandkids. I don't know that she was the first, but Victoria was her favorite. Victoria was born June 7, 2001, a year after I met Rob. She was our little girl and always had a special place in our hearts. Her mom was young and not around a lot her first year, so Rob and I spent a lot of time over at Connie's playing with Victoria. We would take her places and hang out with her on a pretty much constant basis.
After Ryan was born, I didn't see Connie or Victoria as much. I'm sad I wasn't there to see her grow. I see her every once in a while and she is growing in to a beautiful young lady. Connie was so proud of her and always showing me her report card and telling me about awards she had won. I worry about Victoria and what the loss of her 'granny' will do to her.
Though I haven't been close to Connie in over 5 years, I am deeply saddened by her death. We all knew it was coming, she was sick for a long time and always had health issues. Though, she was one of those people that you thought would never go because she had cheated death so many times before.
I am sad, and I miss her and the thought of never seeing her again.
Connie, thank you. I miss you. I love you. I will keep an eye on Victoria, and I know you will do the same. Come around and visit, but for goodness sakes, don't scare me, ok? :)
Roma
Connie was a character. She was short, and outspoken, and told things like it was. She was also very giving of herself, her advice, and anything else you needed, though she had a very limited income.
She was married a couple of times. The only husband of hers I ever knew was Clark. The two of them were meant for each other and complemented each other very well.
She was a unique lady. She believed strongly in spirits and believed they were all around us. She talked to them and they talked to her. She made me believe that those who pass on never truly leave us.
She was outgoing, yet very miserable in social situations. She did not like crowds in the least.
She was a family woman. She loved her kids, but also her grandkids and her great-grandkids. I don't know that she was the first, but Victoria was her favorite. Victoria was born June 7, 2001, a year after I met Rob. She was our little girl and always had a special place in our hearts. Her mom was young and not around a lot her first year, so Rob and I spent a lot of time over at Connie's playing with Victoria. We would take her places and hang out with her on a pretty much constant basis.
After Ryan was born, I didn't see Connie or Victoria as much. I'm sad I wasn't there to see her grow. I see her every once in a while and she is growing in to a beautiful young lady. Connie was so proud of her and always showing me her report card and telling me about awards she had won. I worry about Victoria and what the loss of her 'granny' will do to her.
Though I haven't been close to Connie in over 5 years, I am deeply saddened by her death. We all knew it was coming, she was sick for a long time and always had health issues. Though, she was one of those people that you thought would never go because she had cheated death so many times before.
I am sad, and I miss her and the thought of never seeing her again.
Connie, thank you. I miss you. I love you. I will keep an eye on Victoria, and I know you will do the same. Come around and visit, but for goodness sakes, don't scare me, ok? :)
Roma
January 23
I have a confession - this 365 pictures project has stressed me out. There have been several days where I have forgotten to take a picture, only to get out of bed to get one taken. Seriously? I don't think that is what this project is about, at least not for me. I've decided that when the feeling moves me, I'll take and share a picture. And, when it doesn't, I'll blog about something special during the day or a fun moment or such. So...
Friday Ryan and I went to the library, only to find it closed. We then continued on to the grocery store to pick up a few sale items. It was a good shopping trip, but the end was the best. As we were in line to check out, Ryan, who was in the back of the cart, stood up and danced to the piped in music. The sparkle in his eyes and the smile on his face, plus, his goofy dance moves, totally made my day and melted away all the negative of the week.
Friday Ryan and I went to the library, only to find it closed. We then continued on to the grocery store to pick up a few sale items. It was a good shopping trip, but the end was the best. As we were in line to check out, Ryan, who was in the back of the cart, stood up and danced to the piped in music. The sparkle in his eyes and the smile on his face, plus, his goofy dance moves, totally made my day and melted away all the negative of the week.
January 20 picture
Just a goofy picture of my little goof who insisted on wearing a hat today. Gotta love him!
January 19 picture
Sorry about the angle of this picture! Today Ryan seemed fine when I dropped him off at school. However, when I picked him up, I found out he'd been miserable most of the day. He had a runny nose and his eyes were watering, especially the left one. He looked horrible. We didn't fight him at all at bedtime and let him sleep on our floor in his little cocoon that he has set up. Here he is sleeping peacefully and feeling much better.
January 18 picture
I'd like to introduce you to Eddie. I have had Eddie since I was 17 years old. At the time, I worked at Polaykoff's, a tiny family grocery store, in a not so savory area of town. I was working on Christmas Day - we were open for 4 hours. At some point during that time, our bag boy came back in to the store, after having helped someone out with their groceries, and he had Eddie in his hands. Eddie was brand new with a big red bow on him - obviously a Christmas present of someones. We kept him on top of the cash register until the end of January, when my boss told me he was mine and to take him home. Twenty three years later I still have him. He has been a comfort for me through many things and is still a comfort. He has helped me, my sisters, my roommate and my son. Everyone knows who Eddie is.
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