 I really shouldn't be sitting here at the puter right now. I have a mountain of laundry to do. We've been having server problems so I changed email accounts today. Something that seems like it should be so simple, never turns out that way. Hopefully we're on a roll now and will be back in the "loop". I've been neglecting this blog terribly. We've been so busy since #5's speech classes started. I finally decided to cut it down from twice to just once a week, I was just getting too tired.
A typical sasspot moment: For those of you "family" (the EE's) who won't call us to ask about Papa, shame on you. His phone number is someone elses now, leave that poor man alone. I thought I had made it pretty clear that if you need to get a hold of Papa you need to send the letter to us or call us. It's fine to send things to the nursing home but you must understand that most of the time it ends up here with us anyway because he simply doesn't understand who you are or what anything is really for. He writes letters like a 5 year old and cannot figure out how to address them properly, and won't let us help him. Don't expect anything back from him. He can't understand the simple sentaments on a greeting card and could care less about the pictures. He didn't understand what the address book is at all and gave it to us along with most everything else you all have sent. You all are acting just like you did when Grandma Hattie was sick. You'd only talk to or visit her, then when she passed away you all got mad at my hubby for "not telling you it was that bad", when he kept calling to try to let everyone know what was really happening and you all wouldn't beleive him. She was in total denial right up to the very end. I won't go through that one again. Papa hasn't got a clue there is a thing wrong with him. He's giving the nurses problems, not wanting to take his medication. He has basically quit trying to make it to the potty and uses 3 pkgs of depends a month. If you all don't think we're doing good enough, come get him and take him home with you. I know you won't because you didn't take care of your own dad. Why are you treating us like this, like we're such bad people? You might just consider that you all have 6 siblings, and my hubby is an only child. He has to do what he thinks is best for his dad, without anyone elses help. You have no clue, you've never had to do anything on your own, you've always been surrounded by family. His own cousins won't even come visit him. Get off your high horses and if you want to know how your uncle is doing, Call his son!
For those who really care. Other than being really tired, the rest of us are doing fine. We went camping out at the farm this last weekend. We had a real nice time. Hubby's planning to winterize the camper now. We're working into a bit of a routine, though I'd really like to see us up earlier. I've been reading "Pocketful of Pinecones". It's sweet and inspiring, but makes things sound so simple. I'm trying to get up the nerve to try reading Charlotte Masson's set next... It seems like a very intimidating task. I need to get out the fall decorations. I still have spring stuff up. I've also been working on a POOH quilt for the baby. She just turned 2! I didn't get it done in time to give it to her for her birthday. She's sleeping in the toddler bed upstairs with the other girls now like a big girl. We cut off the legs of the footboard of the crib for her headbord. I had painted the crib pale green and stenciled a Pooh scene on it when we got it from the 2nd hand store, so it will be really cute witht he new quilt. She just loves Pooh. I'd better get to work on laundry and see if I can help #1 with some school. So much to do.... I'll try not to let so much time fly between posts.
Hug to all (even you silly EE's) |
