The trip, the death, the move, the Father
The trip was uneventful; no big wins at the Casino, my free night stay at the Fallsview Hotel and Spa was great. Really nice room with the view of the American Falls. Lover's doctors appts. went well. Only the Hamilton appt. (which ran almost 3 hrs. late) had me a little uptight because it put me on the Queenie at rush hour. I thought the US had crazy drivers!! The Canadians have us beat; I swear some of the drivers that I saw should drive for the Racing Circuit. All in all the trip wasn't bad; they had snow and below zero temps. but I survived.
On the way home on Friday got a call that my Aunt and god-mother had died; she was 88 yrs. old. In the last 4 years since my uncle died; actually the day after his funeral she had forgotten most things; that her husband had just died and was laid to rest,our names, where she was and what she was doing...had to be a stroke....my aunt and uncle had no children of their own, but had several nieces and nephews and scads of (good Catholic; like I used to be) god-children. The one viewing was on Sunday afternoon and her burial on Monday. The viewing bothered me; she was in the same funeral home and the same spot as my mother was 9 yrs. ago and brought back that time in my life to the surface again. (I didn't want it to come back; so I left within a half hour). The burial was held without me being there. I'll remember her in my own way.
The move took place on Sat. without a hitch..until I got home!! My father doesn't know how to pack..kitchen stuff, clothes, pills, bathroom stuff all mixed in 6 boxes that came to the house. Guess who had to unpack and repack boxes? Yep...me. Guess who had to guess at what clothes were dirty and which were Clean? Yep me again....guess who wanted to choke someone? Yep..me again. I don't think I have washed so many clothes since my kids were in diapers!!!!
Well the FATHER is back...its like when your kids are out and you lie awake waiting for them to pull in the drive so you can go to sleep..Now I have to watch again that the toilet seat is down before I sit down. Back a year or so ago; I went to the bathroom in the night, after dad was in there before I; I didn't turn on the light and you guessed it I made the splash, not only that but my left elbow hit the corner of the wall and chipped the bone. The pain was over powering and at the same time I couldn't get out of the toilet. My dad was at the door asking if I was ok....was I; hell no..I needed his help and since I'm sure he had to changed my diaper at some point when I was little and seen my ass before he could help me out of the toilet; since it was his fault I landed there in the first place...so he did get me out and got some ice for the elbow. We both learned a lesson from this: its his job to put the seat down (he has forgotten this already) and my job is to turn the lights on and look before I sit!
Whoever trained the Lover I'm grateful, the seat is always down and the lid closed. Thank God for small miracles.........Sorry for the long entry but I've been up since 5am; dad slamming stuff around and I could hear some cussing going on about the tv; poor dad has so much trouble with the remotes for the tv set and satelite. He just can't remember how to work them..He has left for the nursing home and has called that he made it there safe and sound. The month has come in like an lion..snow!!! Which means out like a lamb on my birthday.......OH MY.........
On the way home on Friday got a call that my Aunt and god-mother had died; she was 88 yrs. old. In the last 4 years since my uncle died; actually the day after his funeral she had forgotten most things; that her husband had just died and was laid to rest,our names, where she was and what she was doing...had to be a stroke....my aunt and uncle had no children of their own, but had several nieces and nephews and scads of (good Catholic; like I used to be) god-children. The one viewing was on Sunday afternoon and her burial on Monday. The viewing bothered me; she was in the same funeral home and the same spot as my mother was 9 yrs. ago and brought back that time in my life to the surface again. (I didn't want it to come back; so I left within a half hour). The burial was held without me being there. I'll remember her in my own way.
The move took place on Sat. without a hitch..until I got home!! My father doesn't know how to pack..kitchen stuff, clothes, pills, bathroom stuff all mixed in 6 boxes that came to the house. Guess who had to unpack and repack boxes? Yep...me. Guess who had to guess at what clothes were dirty and which were Clean? Yep me again....guess who wanted to choke someone? Yep..me again. I don't think I have washed so many clothes since my kids were in diapers!!!!
Well the FATHER is back...its like when your kids are out and you lie awake waiting for them to pull in the drive so you can go to sleep..Now I have to watch again that the toilet seat is down before I sit down. Back a year or so ago; I went to the bathroom in the night, after dad was in there before I; I didn't turn on the light and you guessed it I made the splash, not only that but my left elbow hit the corner of the wall and chipped the bone. The pain was over powering and at the same time I couldn't get out of the toilet. My dad was at the door asking if I was ok....was I; hell no..I needed his help and since I'm sure he had to changed my diaper at some point when I was little and seen my ass before he could help me out of the toilet; since it was his fault I landed there in the first place...so he did get me out and got some ice for the elbow. We both learned a lesson from this: its his job to put the seat down (he has forgotten this already) and my job is to turn the lights on and look before I sit!
Whoever trained the Lover I'm grateful, the seat is always down and the lid closed. Thank God for small miracles.........Sorry for the long entry but I've been up since 5am; dad slamming stuff around and I could hear some cussing going on about the tv; poor dad has so much trouble with the remotes for the tv set and satelite. He just can't remember how to work them..He has left for the nursing home and has called that he made it there safe and sound. The month has come in like an lion..snow!!! Which means out like a lamb on my birthday.......OH MY.........
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