The word of the day reminds me of the last trip I took with my mother-in-law, Claudette and her friend Barbara.
We were on our way back from an epic trip to San Antonio, but the plan of the day was to go to Magnolia Farms in Waco, Texas before we ever left the famous Minger Hotel in San Antonio, next to the Alamo.
I had never heard about the bakery and the famous cupcakes there, but we enjoyed one after waiting in a very long line. It was totally worth it, even if I killed my diet in the process!
I miss her so much every day.
Just a note: Prayers going out for all the victims of the Uvalde tragedy today. 🙏🙏🙏🙏
What a great and productive day my brother and I had!
We had lots of things left over from the estate sale, and I had specific plans for a good bit of it.
My plan was to take the clothes to the Leukemia Society, the sheets, blankets, and towels to the animal shelter, the puzzles and the dvds to a couple of different assisted living facilities, and the vases to a local florist. I love the idea of our unused items getting a second life.
I thought I was done, between that and my own errands and housework, but then my brother called and wanted me to help him with a few more things. He brought me lunch, and I thought, ”well, a little while longer won’t hurt me and we’ll knock a few more things off the list.” I finished my errands and met him at Dad’s around 1pm.
Dad had collected boxes of taxes and receipts, so Kevin loaded all of those to dispose them, and we had floor to ceiling bookshelves that needed to be emptied and taken somewhere. This is what happened in a nutshell. While he was dealing with the boxes of receipts, I was going to box up the books, but Sean took the packing tape home with him. So Kevin took his truck load home to unload and grab his tape.
While he did that, I decided to bag all the paperbacks and we would box up all the hardbacks when he got back. So we did all that, loaded everything in the back of his truck, and he was about to leave and take them to Half-Priced Books, when a customer from Saturday pulled up in front of the house. Turned out, she wanted all the books and the cedar chest!! I looked at my brother like ”You gotta be kidding me” but he made her a deal and she took it all, the whole load! He was nice enough to take it all to her house and help her unload it.
Now for the sad part. I was on my way home when all this happened, but I could not let him handle that heavy cedar chest on his own. So I helped him load that heavy thing onto his tailgate, after shlepping all those books to his truck, and then I was toast. I was told by my hubby not to overdo it today, and I did just that! 😬🙄😮💨
I was still happy and thought the day turned out super! I popped two Tylenol the minute I got home and sat down to reward myself with the taped episode of Grays Anatomy and do my Spanish lessons. My cat crawled in my lap and went sound asleep. She actually was across my left breast with her bottom half on the couch. All of a sudden, something scared her (the dogs made a movement) and she shot straight up in the air, smashing her head into my left cheek on her way to flying across my end table, scratching the shit out of my arm on the way, and knocked over a whole tumbler of water and ice, clearing everything else off the table.
All of this happened in two seconds! I sat there stunned and holding my face for a couple of minutes wondering what the hell just happened! Then I got up to clean the mess, having to mop for a second time today did not make me happy. That most of it landed on the wood floor was a pressing matter. I had to get that up quick before it ruined my floor. In the midst of that, I had to stop and go bandage my now bleeding arm. Once I cleaned everything up, I got some ice and rotated it between my face, my knee and my back.
Needless to say, I did not go to my grief support meeting tonight, but I still say it was a super day despite all of this! I thought that tomorrow I can catch up on all I didn’t get to do today at home, then my son texted me.
“Can you pick Shari up and take her home tomorrow around 1:30?
My dogs give the most cuddles in the morning while we are still in bed.
But, even so, they have their cuddly moments. I have pics with each boy, my husband, and myself showing (mainly Whiskey) showing her cuddly side. That’s because she craves human contact more than Brandy.
I can’t explain why that is, it’s just her nature. Brandy has more of the Yorkie in her than Whisky, who is mostly Shi-tzu.
I had pretty much the same bonding experience with Brandy when she was a baby as I did with Whiskey, but our bond is closer. She is usually laying in such a way that her body is alongside my leg, however, if I get up, she will move alongside David’s leg.
With Brandy’s thin coat, you would think she would act the same, needing the warmth, but she is Miss Independent. In the morning is a different story. She will inchworm her way from the foot of the bed to get next to us for kisses, belly rubs and hugs…and then she’s done.
David literally has to pick her up and put her in his lap to pet her or get any other kind of cuddle time. Unless of course, it’s her idea. Her second favorite time of day is when he gets home from work, and then Katie bar the door, because she is running to meet him, usually with a toy or abone in her mouth. It’s always funny to see her trying to give kisses with one of those items in her mouth.
I guess I must be living under a rock because this is my first time seeing this video of a woman jumping into the animal exclosure at the zoo and feeding the spider monkeys a Cheeto!
These are primitive and wild animals, and everyone knows you are not supposed to jump in the enclosures or feed the animals at the zoo! There is signage everywhere saying so. Yet this women refuses to admit she broke the law, or did anything wrong.
She got a new job following the incident and her new employer is perfectly okay with her and defends her actions.
If you ask me it’s just another example of the upside down world we are living in today, where lawlessness is taking over and people just think they can do anything they want!
I have to be honest here, part of the reason I got more involved with church activities was to keep me from isolating in this house.
Another way is by trying to nurture friendships more and go visit one or ask one to meet you for coffee or lunch. Unfortunately, most of my friends work outside the home, so on the idd occasion that they aren’t or they invite me, I willingly accept! And, of course, I get out of the house to run errands, or work on getting Dad’s house ready for the estate sale. My worry is that to isolate too much, which is easy to do right now, will lead to depression and/or broken relationships.
Now, on another topic, the picture above is my husband’s idea of perfect retirement…not mine, because I’m more social than that. So obviously, we have different opinions of isolation.
I understand that hat he wants is to get away from the crowds and crazy traffic, but I don’t want to be too far from friends and family. I may be grieving, but I still need my people.
I think that since the pandemic still has such a grip on many of you, it still might be tempting to isolate. I pray that soon you will feel brave enough to get back out there, because loneliness can also be detrimental to your health. 🤗🙏