I need to start off this post by letting you all know that Fritz’s pathology report came back and he is going to be okay! The doctors got all the tumor and there shouldn’t be a re-occurrence of the problem! Hubby and I are rejoicing tonight!!!
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I was sitting here thinking of Uschi and Volker and the wonderful time I had with them in Berlin. So, I went through all the pictures we took, found my favorites (way too many, so this is a tad long) and made a montage.
Watching it brings tears to my eyes, as I recall the time spent with my dear friends! I hope I will be able to make a trip back, soon!
Show me (or tell me about) that ONE item in your house that you would just LOVE to put in the next neighborhood yard sale – or take to the dump – but that for SOME reason you just “can’t”… and share the reason too!
Okay, let’s see, my bedroom set. The furniture is about 40 years old and it is not something I picked out. It came with Hubby when we married. Over the 22 years of our marriage I figured it wasn’t important enough to do anything about, because after all, how much time are you in bed awake over the years, looking at this?
But it is boring, and old and I just do not like it! Here are a few pictures.
This is my dresser. You can probably tell because of the jewelry box (not much there, I don’t wear too much) and the dackel items and the red-headed dancer stuck in the mirror.
This is Hubby’s dresser. Trust me, it usually isn’t that neat (neither is mine!).
And our bed. I really dislike the headboard and would like an entirely new set. However, I realize that this set will do until I move from this house…someday.
I started my day off with the dreaded 3 dackel shower. Oh they were all good, as they got soaped up, and then rinsed off, but I have a feeling that given a chance, the three of them would have ganged up on me, and taken me down! LOL
It’d been a while since I’d bathed all three. Usually it’s one here, or one there, but seldom is it that I bring all three in the shower with me.
Today was that day.
I started with Anneliese, because she is the easiest. I soaped her up and rinsed her off. Zip, zip, zip! Then Greta, who was fairly easy to do, and really didn’t fight me, and lastly was Arnie. He squirmed a bit, and wiggled around a little more, but in the end, they were all clean!
Actually, I think they had a lot of fun! At least now, they are clean!
Yesterday our White Shepherd, Fritz was operated on. He had a rather suspicious lump on his neck and we became quite worried about it when it began to grow. So, we arranged surgery to remove it. We are still hoping for the best, as our Vets have sent the tumor off to pathology for a definite diagnosis, but my Vets told us to be prepared for the worst.
So, I brought Fritz home last night and went back and forth between steely determination and tears. I really am hoping that all will be well, but I am fairly convinced that it is malignant as they suspect.
I’m holding the right thoughts, that my furry white friend will be making a complete recovery!
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Anneliese is showing me many signs of the early part of pregnancy. She puts herself to bed at about 8-8:30 each night, and then the rest of the time is stuck to me like glue! She is cuddly, and loving and very sweet. Not that she isn’t like this normally, but it is just more so right now.
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I decided to make a beer batter fish and chips tonight for dinner. I found a recipe, even watched a video showing how to do this. The end result…It was terrible. The fish was cooked, so we peeled off the beer batter, and ate the white meat of the Haddock, but both of us agreed we enjoy the Haddock broiled much better.
So we will chalk that up to experience! Ha!
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I got my peas tied up, and the garden is doing well. I need to get some Miracle Grow vegetable plant food, and spray that out. All in all, I am really pleased with the garden this year!
1. _I woke at_ 6:58.
2. It was the reason, of course, _due to jet-lag_.
3. _Staying up all night long_ is something I no longer feel the need to do.
4. I have another errand to run, then _I’ll be able to sit back and relax for a while_.
5. _Love is everywhere_…just go find it
6. What were once vices _are now virtues_.
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I’m looking forward to _a quiet dinner with Hubby_, tomorrow my plans include _catching up with house work_ and Sunday, I want to _enjoy my furkids and husband_!
I woke up this morning early, very early, again. I felt bright eyed, so I got up and walked the dogs, made coffee and answered some email. You know those people who ask what time of day is your best time of day? This morning I would have answered “morning”, although I have really never been a morning person.
I digress.
I made breakfast, cleaned up the kitchen, and finished netting the cherry tree by putting a skirt along the bottom. I came in, kissed Hubby good-bye, and then, while talking on the phone with my sister, swept the bathroom and kitchen, washed both floors and took the throw rugs down to the basement to wash.
Late morning found me washing shelves in the bath and kitchen and then actually stopping long enough to make my lunch. A lovely salad. Yes, I was being super productive and seemed to have endless energy.
Until I finished my lunch, and then I slowly started to feel woozy!
My brain felt like it was stuffed with wool, and I felt chilled, despite the warm and humid temperatures.
I kicked off my shoes and took my blanket and lay down on the sofa with Anneliese, Arnie and Greta, who were all a little concerned about this uncharacteristic behavior, and all jumped to my side to nurse me.
I fell instantly asleep, a deep, heavy sleep and stayed this way for over an hour before waking with an aching head, and feeling even more tired than I did before.
COFFEE!!!
I made myself a strong cup, splashed some water on my face and tried to wake up. As the coffee warmed me, and I shook the cobwebs from my head, I realized that I had hit the wall! The Jet-lag wall. This was bad, but then good too.
You see, now that I have hit the wall, I should wake up on Thursday in my own time zone, functioning at my usual lazy level. Not too awake and not too sleepy either.
So it’s back to my life here in New Hampshire. Back to meetings, and dogs, and husbands that must be fed proper meals.
Tuesday I was officially initiated into my Altrusa Club. Altrusa is a great way to give back to your community and there are a wonderful group of women here in town that I will be working with. I’d started several months back to apply and tonight was the ceremony. It was so special and made me feel very much wanted and needed as an important part of our community.
Here we are being initiated. It was such a lovely ceremony, full of care and love.
With my sponsor, Vickie. She has been so supportive of my desire not only to join Altrusa, but to run for Library Trustee.
I arrived home rather late and found Hubby had enjoyed some of the Beef Burgundy that I prepared for him. He said it was very good. It definitely smelled like it!
Anneliese is still going to sleep very early at night. Either she is pregnant and feeling exhausted by it, or she has very bad “doggy jet lag”.
I planted a few extra squash plants today that I had been growing as backups in the green house. Now everything is planted.
We have just one last skirting to tie onto the smaller cherry tree. I think next year we will have to get new netting and figure out another way to net those trees. It has really been a challenge to net them this year!
It was an amazingly beautiful day here today! 74 degrees, bright sunshine and a gentle breeze! It reminded me why I love New England summers!
This was my first normal day home. By this I mean, I slept until almost 6 AM, ate normal meals, and even was able to help Hubby net the cherry tree in our yard. Netting the tree proved to be a bit more of a challenge than we anticipated, but after 2 hours the tree is netted and the cherries are safe from those rotten little birds!
I made salads for lunch for the two of us and then Hubby went off to work and I sat down and had a sinking spell. Oh how I felt like sleeping!
However, I decided to just stick it out and stay awake. I made some nice tea and sat with the dogs and sipped it. Eventually I got my second wind, and went off to get the mail and some groceries.
Our town is currently overrun with motorcycles as this is motorcycle week here in New Hampshire. What this means is that we have unbelievable traffic in town and getting from one place to the next can be a real challenge.
I’d finished my shopping when I began to pull out of the parking lot, and a woman turned around and started wagging her finger at me telling me to slow down! This was almost funny because the car was going perhaps 2 miles an hour!
I came home and worked to make Hubby a really nice meal for dinner. One of his favorites. Meatloaf, mashed potatoes and brussel sprouts! I also made a fruit salad for dessert.
Anneliese is already in bed, and I am not long behind her. It’s a little funny when a dog is also experiencing jet lag!
I started Saturday saying good-bye to my dearest Uschi, and her husband, Volker!
The trip home was definitely eventful. I got a good seat out of Berlin, and I reconnected with a pretty woman who works as the security check person at the Berlin Airport. She was working again and remembered Anneliese and me from last year. Anyway I chatted with her while I waited and then was boarded before most of the other passengers onto the flight in Business Class. This was great because I had a chance to settle Anneliese before the other passengers came on board.
I settled into my seat, and once we were airborne, I put my feet up and used pillows to prop them up more, so that they could rest. It did not do much good, as my feet and legs swelled more and more and by the time I reached JFK in New York I could hardly walk.
I made it through Customs okay, (they did spend a lot of time going through Anneliese’s documents, I think because her coloring stated her as: wild-boar!) and then I tried to get to the earlier flight to Boston but missed it by 5 minutes!
I called Hubby and we were busy trying to decide what to do, when I learned that my regular flight from JFK (set to depart at 7 pm) to Boston was delayed due to a mechanical problem. So we decided I should take a taxi cab to LaGuadia Airport across town and fly up on the shuttle. So, off I went to get a cab.
Luckily I got a good cab driver this time, and I made it over to the other airport quickly. Anneliese and I checked in and also got good seats up to Boston. The weather was rainy and the flight a bit bumpy, but we arrived 2 hours earlier than I would have with the JFK flight. When we landed I asked if the JFK flight was still delayed. They told me then that the flight had been canceled! How lucky I was to go over to LaGuadia and get the shuttle flight to Boston!
Hubby picked us up in the cold rain and brought us home. Oh how wonderful it is to be home.
We arrived home about 9:45 pm and we had a light supper. Emily arrived for the night and we visited with her until 11 PM and then we all went to bed. I slept well, although I woke with painful feet and had to walk around the bedroom a while and use the heating pad on my feet for a while. But mostly I slept well, and didn’t fully wake until 5:45 this morning, so I think I am getting on schedule.
My garden did pretty well in my absence, but I will need to do some work on it tomorrow. My pea plants need to have string, strung and I want to plant some extra squash in the garden as a few plants are not thriving the way I’d like.
Emily left us at 11 AM Sunday morning.
The rest of the day I caught up on the laundry and cooked a few meals for Hubby. It was a nice, relaxing day. A very good recovery day!
Today it has been 25 years since my car accident. 25 years since my daughter Katie passed from this world. Yet, in so many ways it is like she was just with me yesterday.
It’s an odd feeling, you know. To have someone you love so very much taken from you so early in their life. It is a difficult thing. For many years I fought with myself because, despite the fact that Katie had passed, I had somehow managed to go on.
Many people said that they would never be able to live if they lost their child. That statement simply cut me to the bone in the early days. I truly wondered if I had done something wrong in having survived at all.
I struggled and wept. I isolated myself and truly was tortured by the horror of that day. I prayed for a miracle. I begged for a miracle and none came.
Or maybe it did. You see. Eventually I began to allow my faith to comfort me. When I was able to do that, I was able to let go and leave Katie to rest in peace.
Katie was a wonderful little girl. She had a mostly cheery disposition, loved her mother, father, sister and life. She was kind, and gentle and thoughtful in ways one doesn’t expect a six year old to be.
She had a great sense of humor, a good imagination, and not too much got her down.
Yes, it has been twenty-five years since my little girl left me and today I am grieving. I did not get to watch her grow up. I didn’t get to see her go on her first date, to her prom, or graduate from High School. There will be no college, or wedding, and I will never hold her baby in my arms.
However, I have said it before and I will believe it until the day that I go to meet the good Lord above, Love Never Dies!
So rest in peace my dearest daughter. One day we will be reunited and the time we will share will be endless.
