Mama's Big Ol' Blog

My old blog. Like nostalgia for the old mama over here.

Sunday, August 26, 2007

off again

Well, Dad is in renal failure, and is refusing transfusion.

This probably means that I'll be gone a while. We're leaving tonight, to return when we can. Please send us speedy, safe travel vibes.

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Do you smell smoke, too?

Although I may be older and wiser now, I still can't determine why I smell forest fire smoke this morning. Truth is, we smelled it last night as a small thunderstorm moved in, but it's still here this morning. And there are no online news sources about any kind of forest fires locally or in northern wisconsin or Minnesota.

Anyone care to enlighten me?

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

our yard sale is almost upon us

We're having a yard sale tomorrow and Friday. If you're in the neighborhood, do stop by to say hello.

Thursday, 10:00ish to 5:00
Friday, 9:00 to 5:00

Oh, and Friday is my birthday - so I'll be sporting a party hat of some kind while I hawk our wares. lol

Saturday, August 04, 2007

your cell phone is listening...maybe

Hole-lee crap. Another reason to despise cell phones.

http://news.com.com/2100-1029_3-6140191.html

But as so many are quick to point out - if you aren't doing anything wrong, why should you care?

If I become that naive again, please let me know.

Wednesday, August 01, 2007

Huzzah. Zzzzz....

We're back.

Dad is better, but not home yet. Turns out the massive stroke diagnosis was thankfully premature; turns out it was an intercerebral hemorrage - which is something from which one can recover. Or however you spell that. I'm too tired to look it up. He's talking, walking with help and effort, and feisty as hell. Flirts with the nurses, forgets some things, but all in all not too bad. As Pearl would say, he's tough.

The girls and I logged 1,753 miles on my butt in that car, and we managed surprisingly well, I think.

I am beyond tired of dealing with the girls and everything and am about to go to bed. Kiss my sleepy head for me.

And oh yes - the cultural shock was profound this time. I'm so glad I left southern Illinois...