Time Flies

Wow, it has been almost a week since I posted last. The weekend Grim & I made it to the gym, and of course we had our weekly bowling adventure with the monsters. Saturday I watched all of Victorian Farm.... OMG! I absolutely loved it all 6 hours of it. While I watched I started a new hat. Sunday night the little ones were messing around and Picky monster hurt her wrist. Of course it was still bothering her on Monday, so off to urgent care. SPRAINED! Yeah!!! So she is out of gym class for the week.

Then Tuesday was the 12th anniversary of my fathers passing. It still is a great pain to my heart. My oldest two monsters barely remember him and the littlest never met him here on earth. But I know that he hand picked her to send to me. I miss him terribly and I wish that he didn't have to die. Non-Hodgkins Lymphoma is the type of cancer that he had. Some years are ok, and other like this one are just hard. I tend to walk my way through his last week of life. I hate that week and the months that followed were just a blur. Time does heal all wounds, I'm still at the its healed over but hurts to touch stage.

But enough about that, since I told you earlier about the Victorian Farm I thought I should give you the opprotunity to watch it as well.

I of course am now smitten with the Victorian life.... so I will be sharing tips and tricks that I find for a Victorian Christmas for this year! So here is the Youtube of Victorian Farm's Christmas!

Here is the link for the 25 activities to do at home! More to follow!

Gotta Run,

Yart

A new day

Firstly, I would like to thank everyone for your kind words yesterday. They helped with a bad day. But as with everything this too shall pass, as if I could do anything about it anyways.... :O)

Well, let me tell you all a little story. When my dad was in the hospital the last weekend, we didn't know he was dieing. They didn't tell us until they thought he only had hours left. So Grim had wanted to go hunting deer. This was his first opportunity to go hunting in like 100 years. I told him to go as I thought everything would be fine. Grim and a neighbor go out and he gets a deer. The only problem is that he shot the things front leg clean off. Fast forward a couple of days and we are at my dad's wake. My mom's sister goes out and buys my Grim a beanie baby deer and taped its leg up. So that he would always have a souvenir of the day. It made a hard day bearable. And we were able to laugh for the first time in days.

Now fast forward again to last Friday night. I stay in the car as Grim and Band monster go into get the other two monsters from grandma's. Picky monster had to come down as the buzzer thing didn't work. So Band monster goes in one elevator and Grim and Picky go into the other. Meanwhile, I'm sitting in the car waiting. My phone rings, Grim says I'm stuck in the elevator......what?......I'm stuck in the elevator with Picky, get me out of here..... (Grim is claustrophobic). So into the building I go. We go to where the elevator is showing on the second floor I can here them and he pushes the call button. The woman on the other end wants to know where he is and what the problem is. She asks if he is near Chicago.... To this he replys "I'm going to die"......LOL! Mind you this is a senior complex. One of the ladies calls 911. So now we have 2 ems and 1 firetruck there to try and get them out. 2 1/2 hours later it is discovered that it was just a blown fuse. They made it out safe and sound. Thank God, that Picky was in there with him as he would have paniced.

Now on to Saturday, it is deceided that since it is such a beautiful day that Grim & the monsters would set up the Christmas lights.... (to many years out there in the freezing cold). A couple of years ago I got an inflateable snow globe with penguins in it. Grim had to carry it up the stairs as the box gave out. He got tangled up in the stabilzing cords and tripped. He put his elbow through the glass in the back door. So off to urgent care we go. Luckily, they just butterflied it up, no stiches. But I did get a new window out of the deal and it is plexi-glass! The lights went up and all is now good in the house.

Today is just a lazy day. We didn't do anything but play on the puters. I am making Italian Chicken for dinner. Then we are going to hang out and watch some of our missed tv shows.

Gotta Run,
Yart

Remembering

Today is the 11th anniversary of my dad's passing. I still miss him terribly. He was a larger then life kind of guy. Everyone that knew him, respected him. Even if they didn't like him. He was a man of very strong convictions. And wasn't afraid to tell anyone that would listen. My dad was a large man in stature and usually scared the hell out of most. If you looked up in the dictionary what a biker should look like, act or just plain be, my dad's picture would be there.

The past couple of years I have done really well with today. But for some reason this year is hard. I didn't sleep very well last night and I am already in tears. My dad and I were extremely close. He was a great dad!!! And no I'm not make a saint out of a sinner... LOL! My memory hasn't faded that much yet. He always remembered important dates. He always sent flowers and cards. He always did special things like "I love you day presents", for no other reason then because he loved us.

My dad was always very healthy. Then one day at work he moved wrong and a lump appeared under his arm. We all prayed that it was just a fatty tumor. But god must have been out that day. It ended up being Non Hodgkin's Lymphoma. After he was diagnosed, he fought for 5 more years. He got to meet two of the three monsters. He fought through the last weekend of his life. Even though they had him heavily sedated he was still asking for the right medicine to make him better.

He passed away quietly at 8:35 am November 16, 1998. My mom and I were at his side.

We go out for the day to celebrate his life. We go to where he liked to go and remember him and tell the kids stories about him. I want them to know him even though they were so young when he died.

Love,
Yart