I had a hard time falling asleep last night because I was just laying in bed thinking about Lukin's hearing. I don't know if I mentioned the fact that my mom was worried when he was staying with her about his hearing in one of his ears. He didn't say a sound when the phone was put up to that ear and he yammered on when the phone was by his other ear. So I have been worrying about it off and on for a few days now. I did a little online research yesterday because I wanted to know what else I should be looking at.
Surprise. Surprise. If he has hearing difficulty, he may have trouble with speech-language development. Now, I already knew that. But I just never really thought about Lukin and that situation before. It made me sick to my stomach. I thought about what I can handle as a parent and decided that from where I sit now in life, I could handle many things but not a hearing loss, not speech and language delays.
I think it's hard because when he is the firstborn, I don't have anything to gauge him against. My husband doesn't seem to get it but even though I am a SLP, I don't work with the birth to 3 population, so I don't know about their own set of qualification standards. I don't know how to gauge whether or not there is anything to even worry about.
My husband says, "He'll grow out of it." "Not everyone develops at the same rate." "We'll ask the doctor in March." None of those responses make me feel any better. I want answers now. Maybe it's true that one day he will just start talking. Maybe it's true that boys just develop slower and it will come. But I don't want to gamble on 'maybes' with my child's development.
So, that's what is going on in my head.
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Gang
As everyone knows, I went to school in this small town of about 2000 people. Never, in my wildest dreams would I have ever imagined that there were problems with gangs in my home town. Drugs? Yes. Alcohol? Yes. But gangs? No.
So, I have to confess that it throws me for a loop where we are called to an all staff meeting to discuss how to identify gang behaviors and document gang behaviors. It freaks me out a little bit. I have never really thought about it. I mean I have heard the word 'gang' before, but it strikes fear in me when we are asked to watch the behavior of certain students.
I can handle the behaviors of students, especially given the fact that one of the main reasons they are in this facility is because of behaviors. However, gang affiliation is not an accepted behavior. I don't know. I am sure that no one else would read this and be able to relate but I wanted to vent about that.
So, I have to confess that it throws me for a loop where we are called to an all staff meeting to discuss how to identify gang behaviors and document gang behaviors. It freaks me out a little bit. I have never really thought about it. I mean I have heard the word 'gang' before, but it strikes fear in me when we are asked to watch the behavior of certain students.
I can handle the behaviors of students, especially given the fact that one of the main reasons they are in this facility is because of behaviors. However, gang affiliation is not an accepted behavior. I don't know. I am sure that no one else would read this and be able to relate but I wanted to vent about that.
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
All Carnivores Must Die!!
Yesterday, one of my students made the title comment. I don't think she realized the magnitude of what it was she was saying. I think she understands that she is probably the only one in our tiny school of approximately 100 students and 30 or so staff that are vegetarian. But I don't think she understands that if all carnivores were to die, she would be the only one at school, and in her home. Maybe, after the 'bad day' she claimed to be having yesterday, that might have been okay with her.
She came to my class in a bad mood. But we had some testing to get done so we got started. She worked fairly willingly until we got to a part where I read a short story and she had to retell it to me. I wasn't checking her ability to retell the story but rather her ability to use speech sounds in sentences. Without thinking, I turned the page on a story about two kids who had gone fishing to a page where the mother of one of the kids was cooking up the fish for supper.
At this point, my student threw the book across the room. We both sat there in shock for a few moments before she began apologizing hysterically and it suddenly occurred to me why she had thrown the test book. This is when she launched into her vegetarian rant and the rest of our time was lost.
I have never had a student sit and openly cry before. It was strange. I have had younger students who almost cry when they don't get their way, but that's not what this was. It was different than that. I can't explain why exactly but I understood (partially) where she was coming from. When you are in high school and there is some trait that makes you different than other students (for her: being a vegetarian, for me: having a sibling with a physical handicap), it's hard not to be singled out as being different. People may appear to accept you but don't really know you because of the differentiating circumstance. And for this particular student, she made things worse for herself by being unwilling to accept other perspectives other than her own. And so she was singling herself out as well as being singled out by others.
It was a hard day for her, and a new teaching experience for me. Now I have some ideas of what to do if something like that should happen again.
She came to my class in a bad mood. But we had some testing to get done so we got started. She worked fairly willingly until we got to a part where I read a short story and she had to retell it to me. I wasn't checking her ability to retell the story but rather her ability to use speech sounds in sentences. Without thinking, I turned the page on a story about two kids who had gone fishing to a page where the mother of one of the kids was cooking up the fish for supper.
At this point, my student threw the book across the room. We both sat there in shock for a few moments before she began apologizing hysterically and it suddenly occurred to me why she had thrown the test book. This is when she launched into her vegetarian rant and the rest of our time was lost.
I have never had a student sit and openly cry before. It was strange. I have had younger students who almost cry when they don't get their way, but that's not what this was. It was different than that. I can't explain why exactly but I understood (partially) where she was coming from. When you are in high school and there is some trait that makes you different than other students (for her: being a vegetarian, for me: having a sibling with a physical handicap), it's hard not to be singled out as being different. People may appear to accept you but don't really know you because of the differentiating circumstance. And for this particular student, she made things worse for herself by being unwilling to accept other perspectives other than her own. And so she was singling herself out as well as being singled out by others.
It was a hard day for her, and a new teaching experience for me. Now I have some ideas of what to do if something like that should happen again.
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
High and Low lights from the weekend
Well, as I might have mentioned, we went to Texas for the weekend. Here's the rundown.
1. I was stressed out because I was left at the airport with Lukin and Dan (my father-in-law) and my husband was not there (because he was still at work). I wasn't going to get on the plane without him. They (he and my mother-in-law) got there as they were making the final announcement for boarding. We got on the plane, and were on there for a while (probably at least 25 minutes) before we were transferred to another plane due to mechanical issues. And Lukin would have slept on the whole flight if we had taken off right away. But since we transferred after he fell asleep, he woke up and stayed awake until we got on the next flight and then was awake the whole flight. Thanks Northwest.
2. Once in Texas, (over an hour and a half later than we expected), Sonny went to get the rental car, Dan was in the bathroom or something and so Carin and I were getting all the bags. Once we had them, we were trying to get going but pushing a stroller with one hand while pulling a suitcase in the other can be tricky and I ended up pinching my finger in the stroller and screamed right there at the airport. I still have that evidence. Carin said the blood should reabsorb within a week. In the meantime, it's gross to look at.
3. On Saturday, we got to go to Ben's Pinewood Derby races. That was pretty fun. He won 5 of his 6 races and took first in his troop and third in the contest overall. That was pretty exciting. I guess it gets us ready for the types of things there are to look forward to as Lukin gets older.
4. Saturday night was fun hanging out with the in-laws. We watched a movie and played a couple games of marbles. Then Sonny and I went back to the hotel because Wendi had to go to bed to play organ for church the next morning.
5. Sunday started well enough. Although, it should have been a small indication of how the day would go when we left the hotel and got to Wendi's house before I remembered that I forgot my winter coat in the hotel closet. We were able to go back and retrieve it, but it should have been an indication.
6. We did get seats on the flight to go home that we wanted to be on. However, they were three seats that weren't together. Thankfully, two of the seats were aisles diagnal from each other. That's not the most ideal situation but better than being several rows apart in the middle. Well, the thing about flying standby is that you are not supposed to ask if people want to switch seats. However, if they offer, you can take them up on it. So my husband gets to his seat carrying Lukin, and this man and his son are sitting next to him, I drop my stuff off at my seat and stand in the aisle to hold him while Sonny gets buckled in. The man beside him turns around and asks (probably his mother) if she would switch with Sonny and she refuses because she likes the empty seat beside her. Bitch. I told Sonny later than we should have said that was Lukin's seat since he was his seat was actually in the middle of a row without us (but in a different row). The lady next to her (in the window seat) thanked her. Another bitch. So we had to play back and forth bingo with Lukin the whole flight. Needless to say, I was steamed by the lady next to me, across the aisle for having this empty seat next to her. Bitch.
7. Thankfully, the flight went quickly (2 hours and 10 minutes) and we managed to keep Lukin fairly entertained. Then when we landed there was another plane at our gate so we had to change gates and by the time we got off, and they finally brought our stroller, it was boarding time for the flight to GF. So we run and quick use the bathroom, but then get on the plane. Thankfully, we were together on that flight.
8. Once we got to GF, we contacted home to let them know we had landed and to give them an idea about how much longer it would be. But that was pointless because our bags weren't on the flight. So we waited because the next flight was arriving another 20 to 30 minutes later. We waited for that flight assuming that our bags would be on that flight. They weren't. So there we were in GF, in sub-zero weather with lower wind chills, with no coats, no bags, and no car seat. What we did have was a diaper bag, a stroller and a rental car. We were at a loss as to what to do, but finally after a mini-breakdown in the car on my behalf, Greg called and was home and said we could stay at his place overnight until our things (hopefully) came in the morning. So, we ran to Wal-Mart quick so I could get a few necessities: diapers, wipes, bananas for breakfast, toothbrushes, toothpaste, saline, and milk for Lukin.
9. We got to Greg's sometime around 1:00 am. Lukin was tired, you could tell, but he was awake enough to scope things our at 'Uncle Greg's' before bedtime. Lukin and I slept on a daybed because that way there was a boundary on both sides of him. The only bad thing about sleeping with him is that he has to snuggle up right next to you, so I was practically hanging off the bed. Oh, there are two bad things because he doesn't like covers and I was freezing. So I had to become like a little papoose so I had covers even though he didn't want any. And I had to keep sliding him over so I could scoot back on the bed.
10. The next day, our bags did come but my parents had arrived before we all (I) had a chance to get ready. Sonny was showered, Lukin was getting ready but I hadn't had a chance yet, and my dad was ready to go to lunch. So I combed my hair and put it in a ponytail and splashed on some perfume and we were out the door to lunch (with me in the clothes I had been wearing since Sunday morning). I felt like ass but survived. After Mom, Dad, and Lukin headed north, we went back to Greg's so that I could get showered up before we had to get on our flight back.
11. By this time, I was tired of flying and very wary of the airport taking out bag. I kept my jacket this time because if they lost our bag again, at least we wouldn't be cold. But our bag did arrive, and thankfully when we got back to our car, it did start in the cold, and we went home.
I don't think I have had a weekend that I was so glad to have over in quite a while. This was most certainly one of those weekends.
1. I was stressed out because I was left at the airport with Lukin and Dan (my father-in-law) and my husband was not there (because he was still at work). I wasn't going to get on the plane without him. They (he and my mother-in-law) got there as they were making the final announcement for boarding. We got on the plane, and were on there for a while (probably at least 25 minutes) before we were transferred to another plane due to mechanical issues. And Lukin would have slept on the whole flight if we had taken off right away. But since we transferred after he fell asleep, he woke up and stayed awake until we got on the next flight and then was awake the whole flight. Thanks Northwest.
2. Once in Texas, (over an hour and a half later than we expected), Sonny went to get the rental car, Dan was in the bathroom or something and so Carin and I were getting all the bags. Once we had them, we were trying to get going but pushing a stroller with one hand while pulling a suitcase in the other can be tricky and I ended up pinching my finger in the stroller and screamed right there at the airport. I still have that evidence. Carin said the blood should reabsorb within a week. In the meantime, it's gross to look at.
3. On Saturday, we got to go to Ben's Pinewood Derby races. That was pretty fun. He won 5 of his 6 races and took first in his troop and third in the contest overall. That was pretty exciting. I guess it gets us ready for the types of things there are to look forward to as Lukin gets older.
4. Saturday night was fun hanging out with the in-laws. We watched a movie and played a couple games of marbles. Then Sonny and I went back to the hotel because Wendi had to go to bed to play organ for church the next morning.
5. Sunday started well enough. Although, it should have been a small indication of how the day would go when we left the hotel and got to Wendi's house before I remembered that I forgot my winter coat in the hotel closet. We were able to go back and retrieve it, but it should have been an indication.
6. We did get seats on the flight to go home that we wanted to be on. However, they were three seats that weren't together. Thankfully, two of the seats were aisles diagnal from each other. That's not the most ideal situation but better than being several rows apart in the middle. Well, the thing about flying standby is that you are not supposed to ask if people want to switch seats. However, if they offer, you can take them up on it. So my husband gets to his seat carrying Lukin, and this man and his son are sitting next to him, I drop my stuff off at my seat and stand in the aisle to hold him while Sonny gets buckled in. The man beside him turns around and asks (probably his mother) if she would switch with Sonny and she refuses because she likes the empty seat beside her. Bitch. I told Sonny later than we should have said that was Lukin's seat since he was his seat was actually in the middle of a row without us (but in a different row). The lady next to her (in the window seat) thanked her. Another bitch. So we had to play back and forth bingo with Lukin the whole flight. Needless to say, I was steamed by the lady next to me, across the aisle for having this empty seat next to her. Bitch.
7. Thankfully, the flight went quickly (2 hours and 10 minutes) and we managed to keep Lukin fairly entertained. Then when we landed there was another plane at our gate so we had to change gates and by the time we got off, and they finally brought our stroller, it was boarding time for the flight to GF. So we run and quick use the bathroom, but then get on the plane. Thankfully, we were together on that flight.
8. Once we got to GF, we contacted home to let them know we had landed and to give them an idea about how much longer it would be. But that was pointless because our bags weren't on the flight. So we waited because the next flight was arriving another 20 to 30 minutes later. We waited for that flight assuming that our bags would be on that flight. They weren't. So there we were in GF, in sub-zero weather with lower wind chills, with no coats, no bags, and no car seat. What we did have was a diaper bag, a stroller and a rental car. We were at a loss as to what to do, but finally after a mini-breakdown in the car on my behalf, Greg called and was home and said we could stay at his place overnight until our things (hopefully) came in the morning. So, we ran to Wal-Mart quick so I could get a few necessities: diapers, wipes, bananas for breakfast, toothbrushes, toothpaste, saline, and milk for Lukin.
9. We got to Greg's sometime around 1:00 am. Lukin was tired, you could tell, but he was awake enough to scope things our at 'Uncle Greg's' before bedtime. Lukin and I slept on a daybed because that way there was a boundary on both sides of him. The only bad thing about sleeping with him is that he has to snuggle up right next to you, so I was practically hanging off the bed. Oh, there are two bad things because he doesn't like covers and I was freezing. So I had to become like a little papoose so I had covers even though he didn't want any. And I had to keep sliding him over so I could scoot back on the bed.
10. The next day, our bags did come but my parents had arrived before we all (I) had a chance to get ready. Sonny was showered, Lukin was getting ready but I hadn't had a chance yet, and my dad was ready to go to lunch. So I combed my hair and put it in a ponytail and splashed on some perfume and we were out the door to lunch (with me in the clothes I had been wearing since Sunday morning). I felt like ass but survived. After Mom, Dad, and Lukin headed north, we went back to Greg's so that I could get showered up before we had to get on our flight back.
11. By this time, I was tired of flying and very wary of the airport taking out bag. I kept my jacket this time because if they lost our bag again, at least we wouldn't be cold. But our bag did arrive, and thankfully when we got back to our car, it did start in the cold, and we went home.
I don't think I have had a weekend that I was so glad to have over in quite a while. This was most certainly one of those weekends.
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Babies
So last night we took the little man to get a haircut. And may I say that he looks like he is going bald. He has such thick hair and the lady thinned it out and tapered it in the back and made it so older boy and ugly that I was sad. The lady seemed defensive as she was telling me that it was the most popular haircut. I don't care. It's a fine haircut but it's just that it makes him look older and I want my one-year-old to look like a one-year-old.
But that is not what I set out to write about. I set out to write about after the haircut. The Kids Hair is in the same parking lot as Applebee's, so guess where we went for dinner (supper, for your North Dakotans)? Anyway, there was a small child sitting a couple tables down from us. As we were finishing up our meal, the other family was leaving and Lukin noticed the little boy as they were walking towards us. I said something like, "That little boy is all done and they are going home." So Lukin was staring at the little boy, and the little boy was staring at Lukin. They just were staring at each other with these goofy grins on their faces and then the dad carrying the boy walked past and Lukin turned the other way and waved to the little boy and then they were gone.
I LOVE that about little kids. It's like they are part of this secret society that they belong to. And every little kid is part of it. So everytime they see each other, they give each other this smile that says that they know the other is part of 'the club' too. I especially love it when the kids (such as Lukin and the little boy from Applebee's) can't talk. They still smile at each other even though they can't have a verbal conversation (not that little kids would have really meaningful conversations anyway). It makes me smile. Maybe that is part of what their little club tells them for a reason why they have to smile: it makes the grown-ups around them smile too. I don't know, it's just cute. I love that.
But that is not what I set out to write about. I set out to write about after the haircut. The Kids Hair is in the same parking lot as Applebee's, so guess where we went for dinner (supper, for your North Dakotans)? Anyway, there was a small child sitting a couple tables down from us. As we were finishing up our meal, the other family was leaving and Lukin noticed the little boy as they were walking towards us. I said something like, "That little boy is all done and they are going home." So Lukin was staring at the little boy, and the little boy was staring at Lukin. They just were staring at each other with these goofy grins on their faces and then the dad carrying the boy walked past and Lukin turned the other way and waved to the little boy and then they were gone.
I LOVE that about little kids. It's like they are part of this secret society that they belong to. And every little kid is part of it. So everytime they see each other, they give each other this smile that says that they know the other is part of 'the club' too. I especially love it when the kids (such as Lukin and the little boy from Applebee's) can't talk. They still smile at each other even though they can't have a verbal conversation (not that little kids would have really meaningful conversations anyway). It makes me smile. Maybe that is part of what their little club tells them for a reason why they have to smile: it makes the grown-ups around them smile too. I don't know, it's just cute. I love that.
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Snore
I can't say that I have a whole lot of things to talk about. But I know that my sister will freak out if I don't write in here every now and again.
So last night, we had my in-laws over for my lasagna. It was really good (contrary to what Greg K. says, it doesn't need meat). But I was worried that it wouldn't be good because we used whole grain pasta so that I could eat it without guilt. I also made a salad that was pretty yummy. It was romaine hearts, black olives, fat free shredded cheddar cheese, green and red peppers. Yum-O! My in-laws brought the dessert. It was pretty yummy. But I have to confess that I liked the one that I liked the one that wasn't chocolate more than the one that was chocolate. But not the weirdo one that was raspberry cheesecake one, that was too icky.
So, now that I have told you all about my supper, I will stop this so that you can go read or do something less boring.
So last night, we had my in-laws over for my lasagna. It was really good (contrary to what Greg K. says, it doesn't need meat). But I was worried that it wouldn't be good because we used whole grain pasta so that I could eat it without guilt. I also made a salad that was pretty yummy. It was romaine hearts, black olives, fat free shredded cheddar cheese, green and red peppers. Yum-O! My in-laws brought the dessert. It was pretty yummy. But I have to confess that I liked the one that I liked the one that wasn't chocolate more than the one that was chocolate. But not the weirdo one that was raspberry cheesecake one, that was too icky.
So, now that I have told you all about my supper, I will stop this so that you can go read or do something less boring.
Monday, January 14, 2008
JUNO
So take a wild guess as to what film my husband and I went to see yesterday? You are correct if you guessed Juno. I have to say, I wanted to see this movie and it more than met my expectations. I mean the movie was laugh out loud funny. The characters were funny and it had a real feel to it.
I also liked that it was set here in MN. Of course, that could be because the woman who wrote the screen play (Is her name Diablo Cody?) lived in MN for a while. But I liked that the characters lived in MN and didn't sound like country hicks, like the movies Fargo and Drop Dead Gorgeous tried to portray. Maybe it was because they lived in the twin cities and the twin cities are thought to be more metropolitan. I don't know.
Granted, there are parts of the movie where you get this haunting feeling that something is going to happen. And you assume that it's going to be something bad because there are these parts of the movie (mostly the parts with Jennifer Garner and Jason Bateman's characters) where you feel like you don't know the whole story and that it feels like it takes a while to get that information to help you out. But, you wouldn't want that information all at the beginning because then the movie wouldn't keep you wondering how it would all turn out.
I enjoyed this movie and I would recommend that you all get out and see it. It's cute. It's quirky. And it's enjoyable. It's too bad that it didn't win a Golden Globe, but that doesn't mean it wasn't a great movie. I would go see it again in a heartbeat.
Amanda, didn't you love the music for the movie? Even the music was different and quirky.
I also liked that it was set here in MN. Of course, that could be because the woman who wrote the screen play (Is her name Diablo Cody?) lived in MN for a while. But I liked that the characters lived in MN and didn't sound like country hicks, like the movies Fargo and Drop Dead Gorgeous tried to portray. Maybe it was because they lived in the twin cities and the twin cities are thought to be more metropolitan. I don't know.
Granted, there are parts of the movie where you get this haunting feeling that something is going to happen. And you assume that it's going to be something bad because there are these parts of the movie (mostly the parts with Jennifer Garner and Jason Bateman's characters) where you feel like you don't know the whole story and that it feels like it takes a while to get that information to help you out. But, you wouldn't want that information all at the beginning because then the movie wouldn't keep you wondering how it would all turn out.
I enjoyed this movie and I would recommend that you all get out and see it. It's cute. It's quirky. And it's enjoyable. It's too bad that it didn't win a Golden Globe, but that doesn't mean it wasn't a great movie. I would go see it again in a heartbeat.
Amanda, didn't you love the music for the movie? Even the music was different and quirky.
Thursday, January 10, 2008
It's Over!!
If you have ever been to Homestarrunner.com, read the title like Strong Bad does at the end of the Teen Girl Squad cartoons.
Anyway, I am glad that this first week back after the holiday break is over (for me). I am not really motivated to motivate kids. There was one kid who was refusing to work today and I didn't know what the consequence for not working with me was so I sent him back to class, he got marked but that didn't seem like enough. Oh well. It doesn't happen often. But for how often I walked down the hall today, I could see that many kids were having off days. Most of the break out rooms were occupied and there were some kids just wondering around the hallway trying to decide if they should walk out or not.
Anyway, about this Eden Prairie bunch of kids: if you are stupid enough to drink as a minor and then take pictures and post them on the WORLD WIDE web, expect some backlash for your stupidity. And don't expect your parents to bail you out. And parents, don't bail your kids out. Remember when your parents were your parents and they weren't your friends because it wasn't their job to be your friend? That is the same responsibility you hold by bearing children. I didn't go through 8 hours of labor to make a new friend. My job is not to be Lukin's friend. It's to be his disciplinarian. I wouldn't have been hung for being that way in the 80's or earlier, but I'm sure that by the time Lukin is old enough to make these poor choices, I will be the black sheep for actually holding my child accountable for anything he does. Bad Mommy!!
Anyway, I am glad that this first week back after the holiday break is over (for me). I am not really motivated to motivate kids. There was one kid who was refusing to work today and I didn't know what the consequence for not working with me was so I sent him back to class, he got marked but that didn't seem like enough. Oh well. It doesn't happen often. But for how often I walked down the hall today, I could see that many kids were having off days. Most of the break out rooms were occupied and there were some kids just wondering around the hallway trying to decide if they should walk out or not.
Anyway, about this Eden Prairie bunch of kids: if you are stupid enough to drink as a minor and then take pictures and post them on the WORLD WIDE web, expect some backlash for your stupidity. And don't expect your parents to bail you out. And parents, don't bail your kids out. Remember when your parents were your parents and they weren't your friends because it wasn't their job to be your friend? That is the same responsibility you hold by bearing children. I didn't go through 8 hours of labor to make a new friend. My job is not to be Lukin's friend. It's to be his disciplinarian. I wouldn't have been hung for being that way in the 80's or earlier, but I'm sure that by the time Lukin is old enough to make these poor choices, I will be the black sheep for actually holding my child accountable for anything he does. Bad Mommy!!
Wednesday, January 09, 2008
In slow motion
I feel like I am in reverse today. I feel like I am moving so slowly that I might as well not even be moving at all! I am tired and ever since we got back from our vacation, I feel out of whack. I think it could be due to the fact that since we got back I have not really wanted to get back into eating healthy. I have no desire to get down to the exercise room for a workout. I just don't. I feel like I want to wait until everyone gets over their New Year's resolution so the room will be empty like it was before Christmas. I don't like working out with a bunch of other people present.
It could also be due to the fact that I am waiting for my 'time of the month'. I have no idea when it is supposed to get here because I don't remember when I had it in December, but I feel so crummy that I feel like it should be any moment...but I have felt like that for around 3 days so that isn't really helping me out.
The other thing is that the woman that my mom has been taking care of for the last couple years passed away. Last Wednesday night, when we were still there, Mom got the call that she didn't need to come to work the next day and that they didn't think that she (the lady) wasn't going to be coming home at all. That was pretty sad. I can't imagine how sad my mom must be right now. I mean, the lady wasn't a family member, but mom spent every day with the lady and it was like the lady was a relative to mom. My mom would invite Lukin and Sonny and me to come and visit her and the lady. They really enjoyed that. It was almost like we were part of her family. So it's sad that she has passed.
Well, on that sad note, I will wrap this up.
It could also be due to the fact that I am waiting for my 'time of the month'. I have no idea when it is supposed to get here because I don't remember when I had it in December, but I feel so crummy that I feel like it should be any moment...but I have felt like that for around 3 days so that isn't really helping me out.
The other thing is that the woman that my mom has been taking care of for the last couple years passed away. Last Wednesday night, when we were still there, Mom got the call that she didn't need to come to work the next day and that they didn't think that she (the lady) wasn't going to be coming home at all. That was pretty sad. I can't imagine how sad my mom must be right now. I mean, the lady wasn't a family member, but mom spent every day with the lady and it was like the lady was a relative to mom. My mom would invite Lukin and Sonny and me to come and visit her and the lady. They really enjoyed that. It was almost like we were part of her family. So it's sad that she has passed.
Well, on that sad note, I will wrap this up.
Monday, January 07, 2008
The holiday recap
Okay, so there is so much to talk about but I don't like to have really lengthy entries so I will try to narrow it down. Here's my Christmas break in a nutshell.
1. We went to Grandma's in Argusville for 6 days: from Friday to Wednesday, although we didn't get there until late Friday night. Most of those days were spent with 15 other people. That is way too much time to spend with that many people in a house with only one water heater. Brrr. Several cold showers will send you packing to head elsewhere as soon as the holiday is over.
2. We went to Cavalier for the next 8 days. I think it was 8 days: from Wednesday to the following Thursday? I think so. Although, we went back and forth between there and Grand Forks. Anyway, it was pretty fun to be there although it was pretty activity filled considering everyone was working. My uncle from Hebron and his son came up for a night. We went to the UND vs. UNH hockey game on Saturday night and stayed over at the Hilton until Sunday, then we picked up Sonny when he flew back and headed back to Cavalier.
3. Then on Monday, our anniversary, we headed back to Grand Forks, to the Hilton to stay for our anniversary. We stayed until Wednesday. I don't know if we will do that next year again. It sucks to have to check out of a hotel before noon on New Year's Day, but not having a day full of activity makes for a slow moving New Year's Day. We played bingo at the VFW. Wow. We are cool, old and married.
4. We headed for home on Thursday. To me, it seemed that it took less time to drive from Cavalier to Eagan than it did to drive from Eagan to Fargo. That doesn't make any sense. Of course, not having the cities traffic probably helped.
5. Then once we were home, Lukin didn't feel compelled to get back on a normal sleep schedule and is still staying up til 9 or later. I think that he needs to get back on schedule because he drives nuts me after 8 pm. Probably because she doesn't go nigh-nigh, or maybe because when he does get put in his crib, he cries until Daddy takes him out to let him lay in our bed until he falls asleep. That needs to be wrapped up soon because I don't want Lukin to be sleeping with us until Kindergarten.
Well, that ended up being a little bit longer than I planned but now you are mostly caught up. There are other things that I didn't mention, like the day trip to Milwaukee to eat at the Safe House and go on the Miller Brewery Tour. It was fun, but we certainly didn't need to get up at 4:10 am. Okay. Have a swell day!
1. We went to Grandma's in Argusville for 6 days: from Friday to Wednesday, although we didn't get there until late Friday night. Most of those days were spent with 15 other people. That is way too much time to spend with that many people in a house with only one water heater. Brrr. Several cold showers will send you packing to head elsewhere as soon as the holiday is over.
2. We went to Cavalier for the next 8 days. I think it was 8 days: from Wednesday to the following Thursday? I think so. Although, we went back and forth between there and Grand Forks. Anyway, it was pretty fun to be there although it was pretty activity filled considering everyone was working. My uncle from Hebron and his son came up for a night. We went to the UND vs. UNH hockey game on Saturday night and stayed over at the Hilton until Sunday, then we picked up Sonny when he flew back and headed back to Cavalier.
3. Then on Monday, our anniversary, we headed back to Grand Forks, to the Hilton to stay for our anniversary. We stayed until Wednesday. I don't know if we will do that next year again. It sucks to have to check out of a hotel before noon on New Year's Day, but not having a day full of activity makes for a slow moving New Year's Day. We played bingo at the VFW. Wow. We are cool, old and married.
4. We headed for home on Thursday. To me, it seemed that it took less time to drive from Cavalier to Eagan than it did to drive from Eagan to Fargo. That doesn't make any sense. Of course, not having the cities traffic probably helped.
5. Then once we were home, Lukin didn't feel compelled to get back on a normal sleep schedule and is still staying up til 9 or later. I think that he needs to get back on schedule because he drives nuts me after 8 pm. Probably because she doesn't go nigh-nigh, or maybe because when he does get put in his crib, he cries until Daddy takes him out to let him lay in our bed until he falls asleep. That needs to be wrapped up soon because I don't want Lukin to be sleeping with us until Kindergarten.
Well, that ended up being a little bit longer than I planned but now you are mostly caught up. There are other things that I didn't mention, like the day trip to Milwaukee to eat at the Safe House and go on the Miller Brewery Tour. It was fun, but we certainly didn't need to get up at 4:10 am. Okay. Have a swell day!
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