Sunday, June 30, 2013

Grocery Shopping

I called The Mother this afternoon to tell her I was on the way over to visit. She was just leaving to go to the grocery store, so I told her to wait and I would take her. I'm glad I did.

Shopping is getting harder for her. Walking through the store tires her out. Loading the groceries in the car, driving home, carrying the groceries in the house and putting them away exhausts her.

She's told me her neighbor and her mailman have both recently helped her carry groceries from the car to the house.
 
The Sister and I have told her repeatedly to just let us know when she needs groceries and we will either 1) shop for her or 2) take her to the store. She says she hates to bother us. 

I know to her this must feel like losing bits of independence. I've got to figure out how to get her to ask us for more help. She's so dang stubborn!

What is a Funeral?

I babysat The Sister's girls this morning so she could attend a very sad funeral.

Yes, I know ALL funerals are sad.

However, when the deceased is in their late 30's and unexpectedly/tragically leaves a spouse and three children, it's a bit more sad than when a 70+ year old person dies.

Unless, of course, that 70+ year old person is related to you.

Or me.

You know what I mean.

Anyway...the 7 year old niece asked me (after Mommy left), what exactly is a funeral? We talked about when someone dies, how people like to:

  • get together and talk about the person 
  • share fun pictures of the person through all the stages of their life and doing fun things with their family and friends 
  • tell funny stories about the person 
  • discuss where the person is now
She seemed happy with the discussion and didn't ask any additional questions.

The Sister came home and we were discussing the funeral. I told The Sister the 7 year old niece was asking about what a funeral is and The Sister said to her, "Remember when Grandma Nancy died? That was a funeral."

Which lead to a much deeper discusion of:

"Cousin Katie touched Grandma and she was cold. Why are dead people cold?"

Kids.

They cut right to the heart of issues, don't they?

Good conversations to have, in bad situations, with our little people.

Thursday, June 27, 2013

Random

I'm enjoying not working in corporate America again.

I had a late breakfast at my favorite bagel shop this morning.

I went to two estate sales.

I purchased items to re-sell in my antique booth.

I took a nap!!!

Friends came over the happy hour on the front porch.

What could be wrong with this life?

Nothing.

That is the answer.

NOTHING!

Monday, June 24, 2013

I don't even know what to say about this...

so, of course, I'm going to blog about it!

I found this link on Twitter last night. Go ahead and read the article. I'll wait.

* waiting *

REALLY??????????  ARE YOU SERIOUS?????????  GAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Yes, I was yelling!

I told The Husband not to expect to implement this in our marriage. His only comment was he wants me to stop referring to him as The Husband and start referring to him as HoH.

In his dreams...

Saturday, June 22, 2013

Oh Canada!

This morning on Facebook, I shared this link on the Calgary, Canada flooding. The Husband and I lived and worked in Calgary in the late 1990's. I hate to see the devastation they are now experiencing because of the flooding.

We visited Calgary a couple of years ago. I wrote about that trip here and here

When we lived there, we spent a lot of weekends in Banff since it was just 1 1/2 hours away. On the drives to and from Banff, I was always on the lookout for wild life. We never saw any animals. I swear, though, just about every weekend in the summer we would return to Calgary and the newspaper would carry a story on Monday about a huge "bear jam" around Banff. Dad gum it!

Anyhoo, while reading the news this morning about the Alberta floods, I saw this story. Really? 

I need to visit Canada again!

Friday, June 21, 2013

Egg-Perfect Eggtimer

A couple of years ago, a cousin gave me an egg timer.

You put this into the pan of water with the eggs. 
As the water heats and boils, 
the timer changes color
from the outside edges to the center.

It starts as red.


It ends as purple.
And you have perfectly hard-boiled eggs. 


If you want your eggs cooked soft or medium, 
simply wait until the purple color reaches those lines 
and remove the pan from the flame.

This egg timer sat in a drawer for a year or so.
One day, I used it on a whim.
I've used it ever since.

How do you time your hard boiled eggs?

P.S. I was not asked to review or comment on this kitchen gadget.

Tuesday, June 18, 2013

Where's George Status

I joined Where's George July 14, 2009, by entering a one dollar bill I received in change. I blogged about the first bill here.

I blogged again about Where's George here. Over the past several months, I've gotten out of the habit of stamping my cash. I'm going to start doing better.

As of today, these are my statistics:


Do you ever receive bills stamped with "Where's George?" If you do, please take the time to enter the bill on the website. Receiving a notification that the bill has been found will thrill the person who started the bill on it's George journey!

Monday, June 17, 2013

Standing Up For Yourself

I stood up for myself last Friday morning. It was difficult, but necessary. I know I made the right decision, simply based on how I felt this weekend.

I didn't even quote Cartman. Not even close.

When is the last time you had to stand up for yourself? Did you feel better or worse afterwards?

I'll be in this space more frequently now. You've been warned!