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It’s J’s Turn

To be sick while Hubby is away! Yes indeed. We headed to the museum this morning, had fun, went for lunch at Grandma’s, had J2 for a visit after then, all of a sudden he was warm. No, not warm, very hot.

Go figure, eh? The Tempra is not working yet. I gave it to him an hour and a half ago, so will see if it kicks in soon.

I feel really badly because he wants to go out and play in the sunshine, we have been waiting 60 days for sunshine and he has to lie on the couch and watch movies.

I hope the temperature comes down soon….

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Five Days

Hubby left yesterday for Portugal. It seems a little silly to me to fly somebody for ten hours to attend an eight hour meeting, then fly them home another ten hours. But, alas that is what they wanted to do. At least Hubby got them to add one day for him to tour around Portugal, well Lisbon really. Because how much can you see in only one day? Lots actually when I think of all the things we did in one day in San Diego and in the past we did a one day tour of Bermuda that took us from tip to tip.

Can I admit that I am totally jealous. Ok, there I did it. It would have been silly to go with him for such a short time but, his boss did tell him to go for a week if he wanted and to take me along. Unfortuately we would have had to pay for all those extra days in the hotel and my airfare. Since we just did California and I am cycling for ivf, it just wasn’t the right time. There better be another time to go again.

The book is coming along nicely, I am over 35,000 words which is really a great breaking point. Now I have to figure out how to get all I want to say into the last 15,000 words and do it creatively. I was getting mad at myself that the story might have a few dead spots, then I remembered that I am not supposed to be editing it yet. And that it is really a rough draft of a first draft of a novel. Hopefully, I will find the time to go back and do all the rewrites that will be necessary to make it a fun novel to read, until then anyone who may get to read it will have to remember that it is a very rough draft.

We are off to the museums this morning, gotta keep the little guy busy while Daddy is away, and me too, otherwise the night stretches on and on and on…..

…just wanted to add one of those priceless photos of a sleeping boy.

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Another Happy Sad Day


Yesterday was one of those happy sad days. My parents, J and I attended a funeral in Verdun, a suburb of Montreal. A family friend passed away. He was only 50 years old. But, and yes there is a but, he has lived a full and beautiful life. When he was born 50 years ago, he was deprived of oxygen. It was never said what condition he had exactly, possibly cerebral palsy. For 50 years he spread joy and happiness. His parents, at a time when kids were put into homes, kept him home with them. Loved and nurtured him and never spent a day without him in 50 years. His parents are now in their late 80’s.

When most others are spending their retirement years resting, they have been taking care of their son. His father said to me yesterday, “We were so worried about his quality of life after we would be gone. Now, we don’t have to worry, he is in a better place that we could ever give him.”. The pastor remarked how he was such a happy man, a man who to most of us was still like a child, he was always smiling, always keeping everyone on time and never forgot anything.

When I was about ten, I kissed him on the cheek when we said goodbye. He never forgot that kiss. I was very embarrased for years, we would see him and he would run up to me and point to his cheek for a kiss. I didn’t know at ten that he would never forget, but he didn’t . As years went on, I was no longer embarassed. It became such a treat that he sought me out at family functions for his kiss.

I say family functions, because even though he is not directly related to me, his Grandfather and my Grandfather were best friends. They travelled together from Indiana to open and work in the Congoleum (the stuff that came before Linoleum) Plant. His Grandfather decided that he had enough of the asbestos and big city of Montreal, so he took his family to Delaware and bought a farm. If it weren’t for Popop as we used to call him, I would not have the love for Delaware I have today. Sadly, my Grandfather passed before he could make the break back to Indiana, but if he had gone back, I might not be here today to tell the tale.

This happy member of our extended family will be greatly missed, but we all know he is in a much better place and I am sure it won’t be too too many years before he will see his Mom and Dad again. I hope he is having a great time with Popop and my Grandpa right now.

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