Pepto is my friend...

Whoa, what a BAD weekend we had. Sami was getting over being sick. On Saturday, Rick had to work for several hours. While he was there, I started feeling yucky. After he got home, I went to lie down and after about an hour the vomiting started. Ugh. I was sick all Saturday night. Then the fever started...and now things are bad at the other end.

To make things worse, before I really started feeling better, Rick started with it, so Sunday, we were both miserable. The poor kids are lucky they got fed!

I had so many things I wanted to do this weekend, including getting the lights on the house and the tree up. Nada. Nothing got done. In fact, we didnt' even get much laundry done.

Pepto is my friend...

Almost a year has passed...

Wow...a lot has happened in the last "almost" year! Let's see...

My sister re-married a really great guy, got pregnant (at 39) and lost the baby unfortunately.

We lost my dear mother-in-law to cancer in July 2008. This Christmas just isn't going to be the same.

My darling daughter turned 2!

My wonderful son is about to turn 8!

We became grandparents (OMG)... My 22 year old step-daughter gave birth on 11/20/08 to a beautiful baby boy, Alex. We are SO proud!

My manager of 4+ years got married, and then weeks later quit our company to "travel". Yeah, right...we found out later she actually moved to Texas and started working for another company. Would have been nice if she'd been honest with us. I mean, for goodness sake, we were all at her wedding!

My company was "taken over". Actually, we were taken into receivorship by the FDIC and minutes later, JPMorganChase bought us. I found out on December 1st that I'm one of the lucky ones...I'm going to keep my job. Unfortunately, my boss wasn't so lucky. We're really gonna miss her when she leaves in January. Also unfortunately, they're splitting my department up under two different managers. :(

We got a new car for R, and within weeks I managed to hit a deer with it and wreck the front end. Actually, the deer hit me, but he was uninsured so recovering our deductible ($500) was impossible. The deer had little/no damage, got up and sauntered away. I practically had a heart attack, then checked to make sure my babies were okay...then looked in dismay at the car.

After suffering with a toothache for 2 months, I finally went to the dentist and wound up in the chair, upside down for about 4 hours having a root canal. Fun, fun, fun! I go back for the permanent crown in January, once my new FSA kicks in for 2009.

So...all in all its been a busy year. I guess that's why I just never found the time to blog. :)

Wow...aren't I a slacker!

Hello again! Sorry it's been so long. There's been a lot going on. It took a while to get going again after my surgery. I guess the older you get, the longer recovery takes. We also found out that my mother-in-law has Stage IV Melanoma. She was in the hospital for 2 weeks, and they finally started chemo last week. She's home now, and feeling okay...we're just keeping our fingers crossed and praying for a miracle that she beats this. Then we had 2 Thanksgivings...one at the hospital with my mother-in-law on Thursday, and then one at our house with my parents on Friday. It was a busy weekend. :)

Since then it's been a whirlwind of work, Cub Scout meetings, PREP classes to get Jason ready for receiving his First Holy Communion, getting ready for Christmas, etc. I've just had no time to get on here and blog!

What a weekend!!

Oh my, where to begin! We went to Grandma and Pop-Pop's this weekend to celebrate Sami's birthday with family. On Saturday, my Aunt Judy and two of her three son's came to visit, as they're in the States on vacation for a week (they live in Germany). Pop-Pop and my hubby Rick took Judy's youngest, Oliver, and my son Jason fishing...leaving Grandma, Judy, Alex (Judy's middle son), Sami and me at the house. Just before they went, Pop-Pop was out the garage smoking a stinky cigar (I don't know why he took up that nasty habit when he worked so hard to quit smoking when I was a baby).

Shortly after they all left, Grandma (my mom) and I were changing Sami's stinky diaper. We could still smell the cigar...and now add the smell of a poopy diaper. Judy insisted she smelled something more...something different. Well...thank God she did!

She went to the garage, with all of us following, and the smell was extremely strong. When my mom turned on the light, the garage was FULL of smoke! They opened the garage door, and I could see...down the side of my mom's car...the source of the smoke. There are some plastic shelves at the front of the garage on which my dad stores all kinds of cleaning supplies and other chemicals. Apparently, he set the stinky cigar down on the shelf, right near some dirty rags, and an ash or something started smoldering. All I could do was point and shout, as I was holding Sami in my arms! Judy ran over to investigate, while I turned around, ran and got Alex and got Sami, him and myself out of the house. Alex is a junior firefighter over in Germany (he's 17), so he took charge with the fire extinguisher with Judy's help. Judy moved her car and my mom backed hers out of the garage so they could get full access to those shelves...and we discovered that right below the shelves was a big bag of fertilizer. You know...the kind of stuff that the Okalhoma City bomb was made out of?

Judy pulled stuff out onto the concrete, while Alex weilded the fire extinguisher. My mom opened all the windows in the house. I felt a little lost because all I could do was stand there holding Sami. I obviously couldn't put her down.

So, after the crisis was over, we really couldn't go back in the house for a while due to the smoke fumes, so we got some folding chairs and sat in the driveway...waiting for the fishermen to return. When they did... my dad walked right past us after parking at the curb. Didn't even stop to ask why we were blocking the driveway. We all stayed outside while my mom took him inside to "talk" to him. Needless to say, things were a little tense. They got more tense when we found out that he insisted he did nothing wrong...that it must have started on its own. I'm really beginning to wonder about my dad.

Mom isn't finished with him. She plans to talk with him further. All I've asked her is to ask him to not smoke at all while we're visiting...not even outside. Not only does no one in my family like it, but I have asthma...and I don't want my babies breathing the smoke at all. If he refuses to not smoke while we're there, then we won't be visiting again, I'm afraid. I won't risk my children's health...or their lives!

So...how was your weekend?